I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 6: I'll show you my strength with a thousand V.

He Weifang's father is a star entrepreneur in Linjiang City, so he was spoiled from a young age and was used to being unreasonable. He was also known for his domineering behavior at Linjiang No. 1 Middle School, which made many students avoid him like the plague.

At this moment, He Weifang looked at Ye Qingzhou with a displeased expression, clearly indicating his ill intentions: "Didn't I warn you before to stay away from Yun Shanshan?"

Ye Qingzhou calmly finished the last bite of rice with her chopsticks, then calmly put down her plate and replied in a nonchalant tone, "So?"

"Still pretending with me? You bullied her until she cried in PE class today, do you think I didn't know?"

He Weifang was seething with rage. His muscles, as hard as rocks, bulged out of his training clothes, and his exaggerated pectoral muscles pulsated rhythmically with his words. He deliberately adopted a posture that suggested he wanted to smash Ye Qingzhou's head open on the spot: "How dare you make my beloved girl cry? Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Huang Liwen was shocked: "Holy crap, you made Yun Shanshan cry? I was telling you, you were nowhere to be seen during PE class, and you were actually doing *that* behind my back!"

The surrounding students were also shocked. Ye Qingzhou, the famous simp of Class 7, had made Yun Shanshan, the class beauty of Class 6, cry?

Holy crap, this is huge news!

They dared to plant grass on the head of the little tyrant He Weifang, awesome!

Ye Qingzhou ignored the surrounding gossip. His expression was calm, his gaze serene: "First of all, not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry has the right to point fingers at me, so I'll take your previous warning as nothing. Secondly, I've lost interest in Yun Shanshan, so please spend your time keeping an eye on her and don't let her get close to me, understand?"

Huang Liwen, who was standing to the side, was completely stunned after hearing Ye Qingzhou's words. When did his usually timid deskmate become so brave?

Don't want to die?

Moreover, he lost interest after making Yun Shanshan cry. What kind of scumbag is that? He even planned to make He Weifang the one to take over.

Holy crap, so much information! My head's spinning.

As for He Weifang, he was furious. He clenched his fist, which was as big as a clay pot, and slammed it on the table, making a loud bang: "Fine, fine, it seems that the lesson I taught you last time wasn't enough. Instead, I kicked your brain and damaged it."

"Oh? So you were the one who kicked me with a soccer ball last time?"

Ye Qingzhou's drooping eyelids finally lifted slightly, a murderous intent rising in his heart. The original owner was probably kicked to death by He Weifang, which is why he was able to successfully possess the body.

Ye Qingzhou has always advocated nipping threats and malice in the bud; he would rather kill the wrong person than let one go unpunished.

However, with so many people around, he didn't want to be a fugitive, so he had to suppress his murderous intent for the time being.

He Weifang had no idea that he had just narrowly escaped death. He was still defiantly provoking Ye Qingzhou: "Kneel down and kowtow to me three times right now, and this matter will be over. Otherwise..."

After saying that, he took a palm-sized piece of bluestone from his henchman and smashed it with a single punch.

Amidst the swirling dust, the dark blue fist remained unharmed, causing the surrounding students to gasp in astonishment.

Huang Liwen couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Holy crap, the Iron Arm Kung Fu of the Iron Fist School!"

"Hahaha~"

He Weifang laughed triumphantly: "That's right, I have already become a disciple of the Iron Fist Sect and learned their true teachings, so Ye Qingzhou, you'd better think carefully, otherwise you might die if I throw a punch at you."

Iron Fist Sect is one of the seven major martial arts schools in Linjiang City. It was founded less than 50 years ago, but it has a master-level martial artist in charge, so it has a great influence in the city. Many wealthy people flock to it and are willing to spend a lot of money to send their children to study there.

The Iron Fist Sect's exclusive secret technique is the Iron Arm Skill, which is renowned far and wide. It is said that when mastered, it is not only difficult to be injured by swords and knives, but can even easily penetrate a 10-millimeter-thick steel plate, making it incredibly powerful.

Even though He Weifang is only a beginner, he could still kill someone with a single punch.

Although Huang Liwen's legs were trembling with fear, he still stood firmly beside Ye Qingzhou: "He Weifang, don't go too far!"

Then he whispered to Ye Qingzhou, "Why don't you just give in for now? A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. Things change every thirty years. At worst, we can just drink goji berries every day to maintain our health, and then we can go to his grave to dance after he's died."

However, Ye Qingzhou remained remarkably calm in the face of the aggressive He Weifang. He merely glanced at the shattered stone and commented indifferently, "Not bad strength, but his technique is utterly terrible."

He Weifang laughed angrily: "Do you think I wouldn't dare to smash your dog's head? I'd like to see if your head is as hard as a rock."

"You don't believe me when I say you're bad. What's the use of just hitting rocks? I've never seen a rock hit a person. You have to understand, your opponent is a living, breathing person."

Ye Qingzhou shook his head speechlessly, then took out the last walnut from his pocket and placed it in the bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup: "How about this, I'm too lazy to bully a piece of trash like you. Here's a walnut. If you can break it without hitting the bottom, I'll make you kneel down and kowtow, I'll even kill myself on the spot."

If a small walnut were placed on flat ground, He Weifang wouldn't even need to throw a punch; with his beginner level of Iron Arm Kung Fu, he could easily crush it with a single finger.

But now the walnuts were floating on the soup and would sink if pushed. He Weifang tried six times in a row, splashing soup all over himself, but to no avail. He immediately looked at Ye Qingzhou angrily: "Are you fucking messing with me? No one could possibly do something like this!"

Ye Qingzhou didn't speak. He adjusted his breathing slightly, stomped his foot suddenly, and instantly the force rose from the ground, traveled through his spine, and reached his fingertips.

He then swiftly extended his left palm and pointed out with his fingers like a sword.

Click~

Concentrating his strength at one point, he unleashed a burst of power, instantly shattering the walnut and splashing the juice onto He Weifang's tracksuit once again.

Ye Qingzhou calmly took out a tissue and gently wiped his fingertips, his tone disdainful: "Look carefully, this move is called 'Adding the Finishing Touch'. Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't. Practice makes perfect."

He Weifang had never suffered such humiliation.

He tried to attack Ye Qingzhou, but his iron fists missed repeatedly. Even when several of his followers rushed at him, they couldn't touch the hem of Ye Qingzhou's clothes. In the end, Ye Qingzhou pointed a finger at their throats, and they coughed for a long time, unable to breathe. They were all carried into the school's infirmary.

"Holy crap, you killed He Weifang?"

"Are you stupid? Murder is illegal in broad daylight. I was just teaching him a lesson."

"When did you become so fierce? Did you secretly hire a personal trainer?"

"I'd like to too, but I don't have the money. Besides, didn't I tell you? I'm a once-in-a-million genius, so it's only natural that I learn martial arts quickly."

"Damn, what kind of logic is that! You only practiced for two lessons today, and I thought you were joking. Are you serious?"

Although Ye Qingzhou took on five opponents in front of him, Huang Liwen still found it hard to believe that his deskmate could be so strong!

Then Huang Liwen put on a smug expression: "So, did you really make Yun Shanshan cry in the woods during PE class just now?"

"No, if you ask again I'll knock your head off."

"You scumbag, are you planning to use me and then deny everything?"

"She didn't give me any money, so why should she acknowledge it?"

"Holy crap, you're actually asking her for money?"

"Otherwise what?"

"Awesome! How did you do that? Can you teach me?"

"Okay, I'll tell you if you give me a thousand V."

"Damn it, you even cheated me out of my money? Don't you have any conscience?"

(End of this chapter)