I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

With increased strength and greater flexibility, it is more suitable for exerting force, as if a heavy iron armor has suddenly been removed from the body, giving a feeling of lightness and ease.

Not only that, after he straightened up, countless cracking sounds of bones rubbing together suddenly burst from his body, indicating that he had suddenly grown a little taller.

This is because the skeleton has changed, becoming thicker and stronger, causing the whole person to be enlarged proportionally as if photoshopped.

"Brother Pei!" Several underlings exclaimed in surprise, looking at Pei Youguang lying on the ground, his nose sunken into his face, a pitiful sight.

With a clang, everyone involuntarily dropped their weapons and looked at Xue Jing in fear.

Xue Jing closed his eyes and focused his mind, sensing the changes within himself.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

After a while, Xue Jing opened his eyes and looked calmly at Pei Youguang's henchmen.

Those who were swept by his gaze, like herbivores being targeted by an apex predator, all had their legs go weak and knelt on the ground.

"Senior Xue...we..."

One of them spoke, his lips trembling.

However, before he could finish speaking, Xue Jing interrupted him, saying, "Pick it up."

"Huh?" the group asked, puzzled.

"I'm telling you to pick up your weapons."

Xue Jing's tone remained unchanged, and the students immediately felt a chill, like children frightened by their father's sudden change of authority, and involuntarily picked up the weapons they had dropped on the ground.

"Attack!" he commanded.

"..." The students looked at each other, not daring to move at all.

"I'll only count to three." Xue Jing's eyes flashed coldly.

"one."

"two."

"Aaaaah!!" One of the students, unable to withstand the pressure, frantically raised his baseball bat and swung it at Xue Jing.

Once someone took the lead, the others, driven by herd mentality, also rushed towards Xue Jing.

"Bang bang bang bang."

The students scattered like broken sacks, each with a dented fist or footprint on their face.

In the quiet, dark alley, students wearing the affiliated high school uniforms lay sprawled out, some unconscious, others groaning as they clutched their wounds, leaving only Xue Jing standing.

He had a cool and intellectual appearance, and there was no sign of a fight on his body. His clothes were slightly disheveled, and with the surrounding scene, he looked like a suit-wearing thug in a movie, with a contrast between elegance and violence.

"..." Li Ge stared at the scene for a long time before slowly coming back to his senses and pressing the record stop button on his phone.

He walked up to Xue Jing, wanting to say something, but he didn't dare to speak.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Xue Jing smiled and said:

"How about it, handsome or not?"

His usual gentle tone slightly softened the impression of the earlier violence, and Li Ge's expression eased as he smiled:

"So cool, so incredibly cool! From today onwards, I am Iron-Blooded iJing."

Xue Jing slapped his head: "Don't give me that."

He reached out and took the phone. "Let me see how the recording went."

The video is very clear from the moment Xue Jing walks into the dark alley. Except for a few shaky moments caused by Li Ge's trembling hands when he gets excited, the video is very well shot.

He also followed Xue Jing's instructions, turning off the audio recording and only recording video.

When the video showed several students being threatened by Xue Jing to pick up their weapons, because there was no audio recording, it appeared as if the students were still determined and picked up their weapons to continue attacking Xue Jing.

Li Ge asked in confusion, "Why do this?"

Xue Jing calmly said, "According to the laws of the Chinese nation, when an opponent is armed and intends to commit a violent crime, the victim has the right to unlimited self-defense."

Li Ge scratched his head and said, "Didn't they already surrender at that point?"

"What does their surrender have to do with me?"

Xue Jing seemed to be speaking to Li Ge, but it also sounded like he was talking to himself.

"People always have to pay the price for their mistakes."

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Chapter 13 Strength

Pei Youguang had a dream.

In his dream, he had a happy and fulfilling family life. Although his father was as serious as ever, he was always proud of him. His mother would always secretly give him pocket money without his father's knowledge, pat his head and tell him that she loved him. His fellow disciples in the dojo were led by him, and he became a world-renowned martial arts genius, attracting the attention of everyone.

She wouldn't be ignored by her father as if he didn't exist, her mother was still alive, she wouldn't always be treated as a foil to her genius brother who went to the inner city, and she wouldn't have the experience of being repeatedly humiliated in the dojo and running away.

Everything is so beautiful.

"..."

In his dream, his father seemed to be saying something to him, but Pei Youguang tried hard to hear clearly and could not make out what he was saying.

His father had said it many times, and seemed to be getting impatient, so he slapped him across the face.

"Snapped!"

When Pei Youguang woke up, he felt a burning sensation on his right cheek.

"Hey."

Xue Jing squatted down, looked at Pei Youguang who was lying on the ground with his eyes open but still a little dazed, and slapped him again. Smack! The handprints on his left and right cheeks were symmetrical.

"Pei Youguang, is that right? You want to see me? What is it? Speak up."

Xue Jing spoke, his tone cold.

Pei Youguang: "..."

After regaining his senses and realizing his current situation, Pei Youguang remained silent for a moment, then a sheepish smile appeared on his face:

"No...it's alright now."

Xue Jing nodded: "It's good that you're alright."

"But now that you're alright, I do have something to discuss with you."

Pei Youguang touched his nose, which was sunken into his face, and gasped for breath in pain. But when he heard Xue Jing's words, he quickly said, "Please speak, please speak."

He wasn't a tough person; he had been bullied countless times since childhood and had long since learned to be subservient and swallow his anger.

Although he had become so arrogant and domineering after entering the affiliated high school that he had almost forgotten his past, he had now been successfully awakened by Xue Jing's two slaps.

He stopped using his family background to threaten him. The students at the affiliated high school all knew he had connections, and the fact that Xue Jing dared to beat him meant he wasn't afraid.

Whether he had something to rely on and wasn't afraid, or was simply reckless, he's done for now.

I can only admit defeat.

Xue Jing looked down at him and asked, "I heard you've killed someone? And bullied female classmates?"

Pei Youguang chuckled awkwardly, "No, no, it's all just a rumor."

"What happened to the girl who transferred schools last semester?"

"...I was pursuing her, but I never did anything like that. That girl transferred schools because she was too scared. If I had really done it, the school wouldn't have kept me alive until now."

At this point, Pei Youguang glanced at the group of underlings lying around him, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "Don't tell anyone, I'm still a virgin."

Xue Jing slapped him across the face.

Snapped--

"I don't want to hear this kind of useless information."

Pei Youguang covered his cheek: "Yes..."

"Since this never happened, why don't you clarify?"

“Clarification might not be helpful, and... with such rumors circulating, my classmates are all afraid of me... I think it's cool…”

Xue Jing slapped him across the face again.

He said speechlessly, "Are you brain-dead? Trying to take the blame for being a rapist?"

Pei Youguang dared not argue back: "You're right."

"From now on, be a good student and stop with these empty formalities. Go back and write a self-criticism, clearly stating what you did and didn't do. Tomorrow during morning reading, recite it ten times in front of the whole class. Have your little brother film it; I'll check it later."

Pei Youguang hesitated, "Ah, this..."

Snapped--

Pei Youguang covered his cheek with one hand and waved his other hand repeatedly, saying, "I'll write it when I get back."

Xue Jing hummed in agreement, then asked casually, "By the way, that punch you threw at the wall was pretty powerful, what happened?"

Pei Youguang answered honestly, "I have practiced martial arts. I used 'strength' in that punch just now."

Xue Jing asked curiously, "Strength? Is it something like the internal energy in martial arts novels?"

Pei Youguang first nodded, then shook his head: "Jinli, also known as internal strength... is not some supernatural energy, but a method of using physical strength. It is a technique that uses one's own muscles, tendons, blood, breathing, etc., to squeeze out the potential inherent in the body. That is 'Jinli'."

Pei Youguang recalled the words taught by the old master in the dojo and explained.

"In scientific terms, the essence of 'strength' is kinetic energy. The various organs inside the body work together to accumulate kinetic energy, and then release the accumulated kinetic energy out of the body through 'moves'. The power is much greater than that of ordinary punches and kicks."

"I've heard that some powerful martial artists use their strength in an exaggerated way, even able to punch through a tank's armor with their bare flesh and blood. I don't know if that's true."

Xue Jing rubbed his chin but didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Pei Youguang immediately understood and quickly said, "If you are interested, I can teach you, although I only know a little bit about basic energy cultivation..."