When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 40 Don’t know whether to live or die
For the next month or so, Bai Ze had a very fulfilling time.

Every morning, I open the window and meditate for two hours to cover up my apparent practice of "Auspicious Purple Qi from the East".

Then log in to the StarNet, listen to the old principal's lecture first, and then get math tutoring from the bald martial arts teacher.

Because Bai's math skills are really not ideal, the nightmare of calculus is still far away for him. In fact, he has not even used the sea of ​​problems to prepare for the Junior Cup.

The main purpose is to brush up on the basics, and by the way, listen to Yan Xinnian's application of mathematics in martial arts, and talk about how ancient Bagua (Eight Trigrams) can be combined with modern mathematics.

In the afternoon, they moved to the battle area, using pink plush rabbits, "Wandering Clouds and Startling Dragons," and words without a single swear word to bring smiles to their opponents.

Throughout this process, Bai Ze was actually idling and cultivating.

After entering the internal breathing phase, he was constantly absorbing vital energy. Although the amount was small, it accumulated over time and could be described as vigorous and diligent progress.

After that, he would chat with the "King of Mouths" (a term for someone who is good at talking), occasionally contact the orphanage to ask about its recent situation, and stretch his muscles in real life.

After falling asleep at night, Bai Ze continued to breathe and exhale his vital energy by using the power of words.

And so, a month slowly passed.

On November 10th, Bai Ze woke up at six in the morning and, as usual, meditated for two hours. At eight o'clock sharp, he received two messages.

[Martial Artist Bai Ze, according to the test, your net win count in StarNet battles is greater than one hundred, and your win rate ranks among the top three hundred participants. You can skip the Junior Cup preliminary rounds and directly enter the knockout stage.]

[Martial artist Bai Ze, you have entered the knockout stage of the Youth Cup Hidden Dragon Tournament. Please log in to the Star Network at 12:00 PM tomorrow to view the tournament schedule.]

Today is the opening day of the Youth Cup. The Wushu Association will hold the opening ceremony on the StarNet at 12 o'clock, and then the preliminary rounds will begin.

Nearly four million people have already registered to participate in the competition in the entire Dongxia region. If the preliminary rounds are one-on-one challenges, it's hard to imagine how many matches will be played.

This means that the competition was held on the StarNet; otherwise, the preliminary rounds of four million people would have taken several days.

Bai Ze had prepared for multiple matches, but he didn't expect to directly enter the knockout stage.

It wasn't a waste of time to spend every day on the StarNet website looking for people.

'In that case, why don't I go practice some boxing?' Bai Ze stretched his arms and thought to himself.

It is often said that it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, but martial artists are clearly not bound by this common sense.

Bai Ze's arm injury has healed significantly within the past month, and he can even practice boxing in real life now. He no longer needs a cast; a few wraps around his arm are enough.

His "Pine and Crane Longevity Fist" has also made remarkable progress, and he feels that he is almost at the level of "training his body to resemble that of a crane".

'I wonder if I'll be afraid of getting strangled after I master it.' Bai Ze couldn't help but complain when he thought of the name of this boxing style.

With pine trees and cranes, and the phrase "longevity," the visual impact is overwhelming.

He walked out of the room in his hospital gown, and a nurse in a white uniform immediately greeted him.

This is a special treatment offered by a special ward, and the nurses are guaranteed to be good-looking.

Unfortunately, for Bai Ze, who cultivated the "Wind and Dew Dining Technique," all of them were beautiful women and white bones.

As always, he intended to speak up and refuse the nurse's offer of care.

"Oh, White Grass is here too."

Amidst the clamor, Fang Zhenyang and his two lackeys swaggered over.

That's exactly the stereotype of a traditional school bully.

A month later, all three had recovered from their injuries, and at least on the surface, there were no visible signs of injury.

However, psychologically...
Bai Ze shifted his gaze slightly, looking at the three scumbags. His indifferent eyes made Fang Zhenyang want to back down, and he didn't dare to meet Bai Ze's gaze.

The horrific experience of being brutally beaten that day resurfaced in Fang Zhenyang's mind, and he felt that excruciating pain, a pain that felt worse than death, returning to his body. Afterward, Fang Zhenyang lay in bed for a full week, and was even left with severe psychological trauma.

He was just an ordinary school bully, bullying the weak and fearing the strong was his nature. Fang Zhenyang said he could never be the kind of school bully in novels who was beaten up but still harbored resentment and wanted to kill.

He would rather stay far away from Bai Ze, that terrifying guy, unless he had something to rely on to fight Bai Ze.

Just like now.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Fang Zhenyang gritted his teeth, revealing a fierce look, and stared at Bai Ze again.

"What a coincidence," Fang Zhenyang said with a fake smile. "I didn't expect that Bai Bancao would also be staying in this hospital. What a coincidence. By the way, where's your lackey? What's his name again?"

"His name is Luo Tao, Yang Ge."

Lou Yan, the follower beside him, immediately replied, "But that guy probably won't be able to come. He's already withdrawn from school and isn't at the school anymore."

Another henchman chimed in with a gloating smile, "I heard that Luo Tao went astray, joined a cult, and is probably in jail now."

“So he’s become a cultist,” Fang Zhenyang’s fake smile became more vivid. “I knew this kid was a scoundrel all along. He even tried to cause me trouble back then, but he didn’t have the strength and I scared him away.”

"Hahaha."

The three of them laughed at the same time.

Bai Ze's expression became even more indifferent, as if he were watching a poorly made play.

In fact, the other party's performance was indeed clumsy, like three clowns, but their words accurately hit Bai Ze's sore spot.

In other words, it is precisely because it is so clumsy that it is infuriating.

"You three really fit my stereotype of traditional school bullies: bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and you're all clueless about your own safety," Bai Ze remarked emotionlessly.

The sound made Fang Zhenyang's hair stand on end.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Zhenyang felt his own cowardice. While he wanted to back down, a surge of anger welled up inside him, a feeling that his dignity had been offended.

"This is a society governed by the rule of law. You white-faced bastard, do you want to kill someone?"

He deliberately raised his voice to attract the attention of passersby.

"You want to end up in jail like your cult friend?"

The increasingly loud noise was heard by those around, and soon everyone was talking about it.

Yes, we live in a society governed by the rule of law now; murder is illegal.

Even with the old principal's support, Bai Ze cannot kill someone in public.

Even if he makes a move, a group of security guards will immediately rush out and subdue Bai Ze.

Bai Ze looked around and saw several figures who looked like patients but were wearing headphones.

The other party wanted to provoke Bai Ze into making a move, so they could then legitimately detain him. If Bai Ze used excessive force and endangered Fang Zhenyang's life, that would be even better.

Bai Ze was even able to guess the other party's identity.

However, even after guessing his identity, Bai Ze seemed unable to do anything about it.

After all, the other party didn't break the law.

This tactic may be old-fashioned, but it can actually be quite effective when used.

(End of this chapter)