I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 7 I really want to improve.

In Class 7 of the second year of high school, just before the first class in the afternoon, Ye Qingzhou walked into the classroom through the back door. The originally noisy class suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Ye Qingzhou was a little puzzled. After sitting down, he asked Huang Liwen, who was scrolling through his phone looking at beautiful women, "Why is everyone looking at me?"

"I guess it's because they think you've become more handsome."

"That makes sense."

Ye Qingzhou wholeheartedly agreed. A handsome young man like him, both inside and out, was like a firefly in the night, so outstanding that it was only natural that he attracted so much attention.

He hadn't been sitting down for long when someone came over: "Hey, Lao Ye, I heard you made the prettiest girl in Class 6 cry, and then you even asked her for money?"

The person who spoke was Nong Pengming. He was not tall and was rather thin, but he was very clever and was known as the "know-it-all" in the class.

You can always find out all sorts of reliable and unreliable gossip and rumors about the school from him.

Ye Qingzhou had no desire to have anything to do with a woman like Yun Shanshan anymore. She was poor and troublesome, and didn't even have a thousand taels of silver, yet she wanted him to tutor her. She was clearly just trying to get freebies from him. She was really shameless.

How could I, a master of internal energy, let someone else take advantage of me for free?

So Ye Qingzhou closed his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, and said, "Fake news."

"No way? I have witnesses."

"Who?"

"Brother Wen."

"Hmm! So it was you who spread rumors about me everywhere."

Ye Qingzhou turned his head and looked at Huang Liwen with hostility.

Huang Liwen immediately felt a little guilty: "Why are you looking at me? I didn't say anything wrong. Yun Shanshan did cry in the grove, and didn't you ask her for money?"

Ye Qingzhou: "..."

Did this bastard study journalism in his spare time?

Just as Ye Qingzhou was preparing to "act ruthlessly like a father" and take action against Huang Liwen without saying a word, the homeroom teacher Zhu Hanwen walked into the classroom with a stern face: "Ye Qingzhou, come out here for a moment."

Having narrowly escaped disaster, Huang Liwen made a smug face at Ye Qingzhou, then put on a gloating expression.

"You're doomed. The teacher will definitely ask you about your relationship with Yun Shanshan."

"You wait, when I get back I'll twist your head off, you unfilial son."

Ye Qingzhou let out a breath and followed her homeroom teacher, Zhu Hanwen, into the corridor.

"Teacher, you know me. I really didn't mess with Yun Shanshan."

"???"

Zhu Hanwen looked completely bewildered: "You actually did that at school... Never mind, I'm not asking you that. What I want to ask is, during lunch, did you beat up He Weifang and the others in the cafeteria?"

"No."

"Still denying it? They've all been taken to the infirmary. If it weren't for Professor Lei's excellent medical skills, they probably would have had to be rushed to the hospital!"

Zhu Hanwen was quite angry. This incident had actually happened among his students, and it almost gave him a heart attack.

So, upon learning of this, he immediately rushed from home to the school to find Ye Qingzhou and get a clear answer.

"What exactly happened? How did you suddenly injure a classmate from another class, and so badly? Coach Sha from the physical education team told me that He Weifang and the others could barely breathe."

Compared to Zhu Hanwen's impatience and panic, Ye Qingzhou, one of the parties involved, remained calm and composed: "At noon, classmate He Weifang came to me to ask about boxing techniques. Although his attitude was very unfriendly, we were classmates after all, so I gave them a little pointers. If you don't believe me, teacher, you can check the surveillance footage. I guarantee that every word I said is true."

Ye Qingzhou remained calm because he was indeed not lying.

Ye Qingzhou lightly tapped each of He Weifang and the others with his finger. What else could this be but guidance?

Moreover, He Weifang was the one who made the first move, so he was in the wrong to begin with, which emboldened Ye Qingzhou even more.

Zhu Hanwen was skeptical: "You're not lying to me?"

Ye Qingzhou: "Don't worry, I'm a peerless genius, I wouldn't lie to you."

Zhu Hanwen: "..."

What does this have to do with you being a peerless genius?

And when did you become a peerless genius?

In the final exams of your first year of high school, you didn't even make it into the top 100!

Could it be that our Linjiang No.1 Middle School has hundreds of exceptional geniuses?

Forget about that right now. Zhu Hanwen waved to Ye Qingzhou and said, "Come on, come with me to the infirmary first."

"That's not a good idea."

"Why isn't it good?"

"Class is about to start."

"..."

Damn it, what time is it? You still have the mind to attend class!

Zhu Hanwen was in turmoil. When school started, he thought his class was relatively free of trouble and would be easy to manage. But in just two weeks, trouble had broken out!

"Stop talking nonsense and come with me to the infirmary."

"Okay, you're the teacher, I'll listen to you."

Ye Qingzhou shrugged and followed Zhu Hanwen to the infirmary.

The martial spirit is prevalent in Dongji Kingdom, so injured teachers and students are often seen on the campus of Linjiang No. 1 Middle School. Lei Ying is currently pursuing a master's degree in medicine, which is why she works part-time to accumulate experience and materials to complete her research project.

However, some of the patients who came today were a bit strange. She examined them carefully several times and found no other injuries except for a two-finger-width red mark on their throats.

"Teacher Lei, is my student alright?"

"Don't worry, Teacher Sha, I've already treated them, they'll be fine."

"But they still can't speak."

Sha Lixin, the coach in charge of the sports training team, was extremely anxious. The other team members were fine, but the key was that He Weifang could not get into trouble.

"Mmm... Ahhh..."

He Weifang and the others also looked anxious, trying to speak to Lei Ying, but could only make "uh-huh" and "ah-ah" sounds.

Just then, Zhu Hanwen led Ye Qingzhou into the infirmary.

As soon as Ye Qingzhou appeared, He Weifang and the other tall and strong physical education students immediately showed expressions of fear. They hid behind Sha Lixin like little chicks, pointing excitedly at Ye Qingzhou and making noises like "uh-huh" incessantly.

Sha Lixin cursed He Weifang and his gang for being spineless, but still fiercely defended them and went to Zhu Hanwen demanding an explanation: "Teacher Zhu, look what your students have done to my student!"

Having learned the whole story from Ye Qingzhou, Zhu Hanwen retorted bluntly, "Teacher Sha, the matter hasn't been clarified yet, so don't rush to conclusions."

"Zhu Hanwen, what do you mean? Are you suggesting my student just took this beating for nothing?"

Sha Lixin was very unhappy. He had mediocre martial arts talent and was over thirty years old. He still hadn't passed the second level of martial arts. He was now hoping to curry favor with the He family and get some benefits, preferably immortal herbs that could improve his cultivation so that he could make further progress on his martial arts path.

There was no way around it; he really wanted to improve.

As a result, He Weifang was beaten up by other students right under his nose. How could he tolerate that?

(End of this chapter)