Why did you provoke that old man? He's a reincarnation of a deity!

Zhao Ting walked up to Meng Xiaoshan and looked down at him.

"What's your name?" Zhao Ting asked coldly.

"Meng Xiaoshan."

"Meng Xiaoshan? Not from the Martial Arts Academy?" Zhao Ting's lips curled into a smile.

"I'll be a student at the Martial Arts Academy soon. My grandfather brought me here to enroll." Meng Xiaoshan smirked, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh? Your grandfather?" Zhao Ting asked with interest.

"Brother Zhao, his grandfather is the swindler Meng Chenhai. He said that if Old Man Meng wanted to become a martial arts instructor, he could give him a spot in the martial arts academy." He Shoucheng said sarcastically from the side.

"Meng Chenhai? That old man from literature and history? He's going to become a martial arts instructor? Hahahahahahahahaha." Zhao Ting laughed wildly.

"Do you think just anyone can become a military instructor? If he can be an instructor, then I can be your ancestor, you little bastard."

After being ridiculed by Zhao Ting, Meng Xiaoshan's face turned as pale as paper.

"Maybe your grandfather even lies to his grandson. He tricked you into coming here, and now he's hiding in some corner watching you make a fool of yourself."

"Now that you mention it, that old man might have that kind of fetish."

"Hahaha, it's just a pity about someone." He Shoucheng and the other two mocked him again.

He Shoucheng finally found an opportunity and was determined to crush Meng Xiaoshan under his feet.

Zhao Ting squatted down, looked Meng Xiaoshan in the eye, and spoke in an unfriendly tone:

"Everyone in the entire academy knows about your grandpa's messy life. He freeloaded, stole, and got beaten half to death, only able to crawl. Oh, and by the way, I was one of the guys who beat your grandpa half to death."

Meng Xiaoshan suddenly raised his head and stared intently at Zhao Ting.

"Say it again?"

"I hit your grandfather! And you and your grandfather are both trash." Zhao Ting smiled, stood up, and said, "Trash should stay where trash belongs."

He lifted his foot and stomped on the ground in front of Meng Xiaoshan with great force, making the stone ground crack and creak.

"Fuck you."

Meng Xiaoshan trembled all over, suddenly stood up, and threw a punch at Zhao Ting.

Zhao Ting was a body-training martial artist, and he easily blocked a punch from an ordinary person.

He gripped Meng Xiaoshan's fist with his right hand and addressed the onlookers with his other hand:

"You all saw it. He started the fight with the disciplinary committee member, so killing him was his own fault."

It turns out that Zhao Ting had been trying to provoke Meng Xiaoshan so that he could kill him in public.

Meng Xiaoshan had long realized this, but someone cursing his family like that was touching his sore spot, and he would fight back even if it meant death! Before he died, he didn't mind making Zhao Ting bleed a little too.

Zhao Ting clenched his left fist with all his might and swung it at Meng Xiaoshan. The power of a Body Tempering Martial Artist is the power of three cauldrons, which ordinary people cannot withstand at all. With this punch, Meng Xiaoshan would be crippled even if he didn't die.

Meng Xiaoshan had nowhere to hide: Was he really going to die without even getting into the martial arts academy? He was unwilling to accept it!

When everyone present covered their eyes, the bloody scene they had imagined did not appear. What they saw was:

An old man with gray hair and a hunched back actually blocked Zhao Ting's punch with one hand.

"That's the power of three cauldrons, and this old man actually blocked it."

"Which martial arts instructor is this old man? I've never seen him before."

"I...I've seen him before, he's Old Man Meng!" Someone recognized Old Man Meng.

"Old Meng, you must be joking. How can you be so fierce?"

Xiao Nian had just finished her assessment when she saw her grandson being provoked and bullied by a group of people, and the leader even dared to kill him.

"Xiaoshan, remember next time: as a strong person, you must endure what others cannot. This is the first lesson Grandpa taught you about being a strong person."

Xiao Nian said in a light, airy voice.

When Zhao Ting saw that the person who came was Meng Chenhai, he exclaimed that it was a ghost. The old man who had been beaten half to death by them before and who could not even fight back was now catching his fist with one hand.

"Mind your own business, you old geezer! Get out of here!"

His powerful palm strike landed on Xiao Nian's palm, but it couldn't budge him an inch.

Zhao Ting's pupils contracted sharply, his heart filled with turmoil. He exerted all his strength to circulate his qi and blood, and the veins on his arms bulged.

"Boy, you dare to kill someone at such a young age. You don't know how to respect the elderly and care for the young, but I do know a bit of martial arts."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Nian slightly clenched his five fingers.

With a series of cracking and popping sounds, several bones broke in Ye Tianming's left arm, and all the meridians and bones shattered.

The abundant vital energy and blood dissipated wildly along the broken meridians in his left hand, and his physical cultivation was instantly destroyed.

"Aaaaaah!"

Zhao Ting howled in pain, never expecting that Xiao Nian would dare to cripple him.

He was from the Zhao family of Huxi. With his talent, he entered the Body Tempering Realm in just one year, all thanks to the Zhao family's supply of pills. This old man actually crippled me just like that!

"I am a member of the Zhao family, and this is the Martial Arts Academy. If you dare to cripple me, you're as good as dead!" Zhao Ting roared in a fit of impotent rage.

"Regardless of whether it's the Zhao family or the Li family, if you displease me, you'll be wiped out." Xiao Nian glanced coldly at Zhao Ting. Although Meng Xiaoshan was the grandson of the previous incarnation Meng Chenhai, he was still considered her family.

In this world, anyone who dares to harm his family will die!

The audience was silent.

"Professor Meng, please keep this teacher badge safe. It has your photo on it; you'll need it to enter and exit various parts of the academy..."

At this moment, staff member Zhang Long broke the silence. He was about to hand the sign to Xiao Nian when he saw the scene before him and was stunned.

"this……"

"This person disrespects his teacher and has been crippled by me," Xiao Nian said calmly.

"Huh?" Zhang Long's head was buzzing.

"Doesn't the Martial Arts Academy have a rule that those who disrespect their teachers can be dealt with at the discretion of the authorities, with the most serious offense being the abolition of their cultivation?" Xiao Nian said calmly.

"But..." Zhang Long was at a loss. The Martial Arts Academy did have such a rule, but in the past year, it was rare for even one or two students to be disqualified.

Which martial arts instructor would start crippling their students' cultivation as soon as they become one? And most importantly, these are someone else's students.

"You submit the report, and I'll approve it," Xiao Nian continued.

"Everyone here is a witness; he tried to hit my grandson first."

Whispers began to circulate among the crowd again.

"Instructor?"

"This old man became an instructor? A martial arts instructor?"

"This old man he called trash has suddenly become an instructor?"

"The instructor must be at least a martial arts master with the cultivation level of the Open Meridian Martial Master."

Everyone was in disbelief; they would never have believed what they were seeing if they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes.

Zhang Long was just a staff member and dared not get too involved with the Zhao and Li families, so he nodded and said he would report the matter, as it was a minor issue.

To prevent others from getting caught in the crossfire, Zhang Long cleared his throat and announced loudly, "Dear students! This is Teacher Meng Chenhai, who has just passed the three assessments for martial arts instructors and is our academy's newly hired junior martial arts instructor! From now on, Teacher Meng will be in charge of the martial arts courses for Class C of the first year! Please show him respect!"

The onlookers continued to discuss the matter. Xiao Nian took Meng Xiaoshan away and introduced him to Zhang Long, asking him to handle Meng Xiaoshan's school enrollment.