High Martial Arts: Starting with a Conceptual-Level Superpower

Feng Yi looked up at the classroom door, and a middle-aged man with glasses and a beer belly walked in.

He is Zhou Zewei, the homeroom teacher of Class 2, Grade 12.

When he saw Ding Jiajun lying on the ground, his eyes widened and he rushed over.

He touched it with his hand and, finding that it still had a breath of life, breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he glared around and angrily asked.

"What happened? Who beat the class monitor up like this?"

No one spoke, but all their eyes were on Feng Yi.

At this moment, Su Ke, who was standing to the side, also started to cry out in grievance.

"Teacher Zhou, Feng Yi used some kind of sorcery to beat me. He not only hit the class monitor but also tried to hit me. The class monitor was beaten like this because he tried to stop him."

Su Ke was crying her eyes out, saying how wronged she felt.

Feng Yi shook his head at the sight.

He thought to himself that if this woman had entered the film industry earlier, she could have easily won a Best Actress award with her acting skills.

They've even started using sorcery! Don't they have any sense? This is supposed to be an SSS-level superpower, okay?

"Feng Yi?"

When Zhou Zewei heard this name, his first reaction was, "How is this possible?"

I would believe it if you said Ding Jiajun beat Feng Yi up like that.

Feng Yi's strength was at the bottom of the class and even the entire senior year.

How could he possibly defeat Ding Jiajun, who is at the eighth level of the Qi Refining stage?

But when he saw that everyone else around him was also looking at Feng Yi, he had no choice but to believe it.

However, he still wanted to hear what Feng Yi would say first.

"Feng Yi, is there anything you want to say?"

Feng Yi said calmly.

"He attacked me first, I was just acting in self-defense."

As soon as Feng Yi finished speaking, Su Ke immediately retorted from the side.

"Teacher Zhou, don't listen to him. The class monitor only grabbed his clothes to protect me. He didn't mean to hit him at all, and he didn't fight back at all."

Ha, you're the one who always manages to distort the truth.

Feng Yi sneered inwardly.

God the hell didn't fight back, but he wanted to fight back, and could he even do it?

Zhou Zewei turned his gaze to Feng Yi again.

Feng Yi calmly pointed to the camera in the upper left corner of the classroom and spoke.

"There are surveillance cameras here."

Zhou Zewei nodded and then pointed to a few people.

"You guys hurry up and carry the squad leader to the infirmary."

Then, after speaking, he looked at Feng Yi and Su Ke.

"You two come with me to my office."

Following Zhou Zewei to the office, Feng Yi was quite relaxed, even humming a song along the way.

Zhou Zewei glared at Feng Yi with displeasure and reprimanded him.

"Feng Yi, be serious for once."

Feng Yi curled his lip. Humming a song isn't illegal. They're really meddling.

Upon arriving at the office, Zhou Zewei immediately turned on the surveillance footage and began watching it.

After he finished reading it, he slammed his hand on the table.

"Feng Yi, what else do you have to say!"

Feng Yi was lost in thought about his future plans when he was startled by the commotion.

What do you mean I have anything else to say? Did you even check the security footage?

Zhou Zewei continued.

"I've watched the entire surveillance footage. You were the one who made Su Ke cry first. The class monitor just grabbed your clothes, and you knocked him to the ground and then stomped on him until he vomited blood. What else do you have to explain?"

"He just grabbed my clothes?"

Feng Yi laughed. If he hadn't awakened his cheat ability and gained an SSS-level superpower, he would probably be the one lying on the ground today.

The surveillance cameras weren't silent; the entire sequence of events could be heard clearly.

Even after all this, he still accused himself of bullying Su Ke.

So, if Su Ke tells him she wants to break up, all he can do is kneel down and beg her not to?

Feng Yi let out a long breath, suppressing his dissatisfaction, and wanted to explain again.

But Zhou Zewei interrupted Feng Yi directly.

"You don't need to make excuses anymore. We're calling your parents to the school right now. From today onwards, you should stay home and reflect on your actions. Also, once Ding Jiajun's parents arrive, if they want to investigate anything, that's between you two and has nothing to do with the school."

On one side is Su Ke, the class monitor who excels in both character and academics and has just been admitted to one of the four top colleges; on the other side is Feng Yi, a poor student with no ability or background who is academically weak.

Zhou Zewei knew very well which side he should favor. He couldn't show favoritism in front of the whole class in the classroom, but now that he was in his office, he didn't need to pretend anymore.

After hearing Zhou Zewei's words, Su Ke couldn't help but smile.

Feng Yi immediately started clapping.

"It's you old Biden who's always the one to take sides."

Zhou Zewei slammed his fist on the table and stood up, glaring angrily at Feng Yi.

"Feng Yi, I'm your teacher, how dare you speak to me like that?"

"Teacher? You dare call yourself that?" Feng Yi sneered, staring defiantly into Zhou Zewei's eyes.

"Okay, okay."

Zhou Zewei was so angry that he trembled all over and said "good" three times in a row.

"I am hereby informing you that you have been fired."

For a student, being expelled is tantamount to cutting off their future and severing their path of self-cultivation.

In this society where strength reigns supreme, he didn't believe Feng Yi would back down after hearing these words.

Even if Feng Yi doesn't back down now, when Feng Yi's parents arrive, they'll still have to beg me to let them have a chance.

They can also get some benefits.

"Fire me? You fat pig with big ears, do you even deserve to?" Feng Yi said disdainfully.

Hearing Feng Yi's words, not only Su Ke was shocked, but Zhou Zewei himself was also surprised.

He thought to himself, "Has Feng Yi gone mad?"

Ignoring their shocked expressions, Feng Yi took out his phone and made a call.

After the call connected, Feng Yi spoke directly.

"Hey, I'm being bullied at school, and they're saying they're going to expel me."

Feng Yi didn't turn on speakerphone, but Zhou Zewei and Su Ke both heard the angry voice on the other end of the phone.

After exchanging a few words, Feng Yi hung up the phone.

Then, ignoring him, he walked to the office sofa and sat down, crossing his legs, completely disregarding Zhou Zewei.

Zhou Zewei was so angry that his face turned red. In all his years of teaching, this was the first time a student had dared to treat him like this.

He had made up his mind that if Feng Yi's parents didn't satisfy him when they arrived, he would definitely expel Feng Yi, and nothing could change that, not even if the King of Heaven himself came.

Time passed slowly, and half an hour later, the office door was suddenly kicked open.

A middle-aged man in a suit stormed in angrily.

Zhou Zewei was frowning, wondering who dared to disregard him and kick down his office door.

But when he saw the middle-aged man who walked in, his furrowed brows immediately disappeared, and he greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Ding."

Zhou Zewei called out with a smile, a smile even warmer than when he saw his father.

However, the man in the suit didn't give him a friendly look and directly questioned him.

"Which little bastard beat my son up like this?"

Before Zhou Zewei could speak, Feng Yi spoke softly.

"It was your father who hit you."