After binding with the rich school beauty, I became a martial god by lying flat

The Director's Office, the Inspection Bureau.

Director Zhou Mei sat on a leather sofa, smoking a long lady's cigarette, her tall figure looming in the smoke.

"What's going on with the Wang family recently?"

"Because the martial arts exam is approaching, the Wang family, like in previous years, has secretly raised the prices of Qi and Blood Pills and Breakthrough Pills."

"But today, the eldest daughter of the Wang family made quite a stir."

"Oh? Tell me about it."

"Because her son lost face by kneeling in public after losing a bet, she personally found the principal of Beijing No. 1 Middle School this morning and asked the principal to severely punish the other party according to the school rules."

"Haha, who did it? Well done!"

"It was a senior high school student named Chen Ping student, just transferred to the military class yesterday."

"There are still a few days before the military exam. If you transfer to the military class now, you will be at the bottom?"

"He got full marks in the physical test yesterday."

Zhou Mei was stunned for a while, until the cigarette in her hand burned her fingers, she came to her senses, took a deep puff and put out the cigarette, "It's a pity that such a talent is ruined in Wang Rong's hands. I have to help him."

Zhou Mei stood up, tall, 1.8 meters tall, a head taller than the subordinate who reported in front of her.

Although she is not as gentle and charming as a little girl, her wavy long hair and natural charming temperament make Zhou Mei like a cold and beautiful goddess, exuding a mature feminine charm that is very attractive to men.

The subordinate lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly at Zhou Mei: "Director, are you going to stop it? But our patrol bureau has no power to interfere with school rules. If you take action, someone may use this as an excuse to impeach you."

"Chen Ping is a warrior, and the principal is a warrior. The two of them are dueling in broad daylight. As a patrol bureau specializing in managing warriors, we can certainly manage it."

Zhou Mei said firmly: "Not only will I go personally, you will lead the team to the school immediately and wait for my dispatch!"

"Yes, Director!"

...

Beijing No. 1 Middle School, martial arts field.

The news that Chen Ping was going to duel with the principal in public had spread widely. Even the senior high school liberal arts students who were busy with academic work almost all showed up and gave up their lunch break.

The spacious martial arts field was already crowded with people at this time. Under the command of the teachers, they sat cross-legged in an orderly manner, clearing a large open space in the center.

Chen Ping calmly walked to the edge of the martial arts arena and picked up a double-edged Mo Dao from the weapon rack. It weighed about 20 pounds. He swung it casually, and the blade shone coldly in the sun.

He was very satisfied with this knife.

Chen Ping looked around and didn't see Xu Qingli. She was probably still practicing martial arts at home and didn't receive the news. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It would be hard to explain if she saw him using the Broken Blade Technique.

When he passed by Luo Chengan and Ye Fen, he smiled at the two people who were uneasy: "Don't worry, it will be over soon."

The principal sat in the middle of the martial arts arena, looking a little impatient. A little brat who had just transferred to the martial arts class was still smiling. He didn't think that he could beat him, a third-level martial artist, just by getting full marks in the physical test?

In the physical test, there is an immovable dead target for people to hit, and you just need to punch it with all your strength.

But actual combat not only tests a person's reaction and mentality, but also tests a person's martial arts accumulation. Learning a powerful martial arts technique is the key to victory. If you just rely on brute force, you can't even hit people!

When the principal saw Chen Ping picked a Mo Dao as a weapon, he smiled in his heart. His soft sword is specialized in this kind of large weapon. As long as he rushes forward, he can end the battle in a few seconds with the advantages of speed and flexibility.

However, students like Chen Ping who have just transferred to the martial arts class and have no background probably don't even know a martial art. He probably uses a sword to support his appearance and courage.

With his strength, he doesn't need a soft sword at all. A few close punches can solve it.

Chen Ping took the Mo Dao and walked towards the central open space of the martial arts field in the eyes of everyone.

The female classmates looked at this tall and mighty figure who was not afraid of danger and whispered.

"He is the one who got full marks in the physical test yesterday and broke the school's historical record? So handsome!"

"The way he holds the knife is so handsome that it touches my heart."

Some male students were indignant: "I am a martial arts student. I saw it with my own eyes. It was Xu Teng who took the initiative to provoke Chen Ping to bet with him. He refused to admit his loss, but now he says it is all Chen Ping's fault. It's outrageous!"

"Fuck, if it were me, I would not be able to bear it. I must make Xu Teng kneel down and kowtow to call me grandpa!"

"What's the use of you not being able to bear it? Whoever has more power and strength has the right to speak. Can you resist?"

A discordant voice suddenly sounded: "I have long been fed up with Chen Ping. He looks like he is the best in the world. Why are you pretending? Wait...The principal will beat you to a pulp!"

The people around him all turned their attention to the male student who spoke up.

A martial arts student sneered, "Hey, isn't this Xu Teng's lackey? He follows him all day long. Doesn't he smell the sweetness of that ditch?"

"Seeing the master kneel down, as a lackey, do you feel the same way?"

Looking at the unfriendly eyes of the crowd, the man swallowed his saliva, lowered his head quickly, and dared not speak.

When Chen Ping stepped into the central open space, the whole place suddenly boiled, and the students cheered for him: "Chen Ping will win! Kill the principal who can't tell right from wrong with one knife!"

The voice was deafening at first, but after the principal's eyes swept around, they all became smaller.

"Teachers and students, Chen Ping has no respect for his elders and bullies his classmates. After repeated persuasion, he still doesn't repent. As the principal, I have to enforce the school rules and duel with him."

"Chen Ping, whether you resist or not, I will not show mercy. "The principal was bare-handed, his eyes full of contempt.

"I will break your legs first, and turn you into a cripple. You will have to kneel on the ground for the rest of your life and never stand up again."

He took off his coat, revealing a body of well-defined and solid muscles, emitting a bronze luster.

"I'll tell you in advance that my talent is B-level enhanced copper skin. You can't break my defense with that broken knife."

"If you surrender now, I can let you suffer less. Otherwise, I will crush your leg bones bit by bit, and let you know what it means to live a life worse than death."

"You have been threatening me since we met. Principal, do you like to scare people so much?" Chen Ping's voice was steady and calm, and his mentality was not affected by the principal's words at all.

On the contrary, the principal's frequent threats made Chen Ping feel that he was just an empty shell.

"You keep threatening me with words, which exposes your guilty conscience. "

The principal's breathing became rapid, and the anger in his heart was ignited by Chen Ping's words.

"Let me guess, you don't have much combat experience at all, and you can only bully those weaker than you by relying on the difference in strength."

Chen Ping raised the Mo Dao, and pointed the tip of the knife at the principal's head, and the principal's eyes were burning with anger.

"Not only that, you are afraid of getting hurt, you are afraid of death."

Chen Ping's words hit the principal's sore spot, and he roared angrily: "Chen Ping, I will make you live a life worse than death! "

Before he finished speaking, the principal had already made a move.

He was very fast, and in the blink of an eye he rushed to Chen Ping and punched Chen Ping in the face.

Chen Ping turned around to avoid his attack, took a step back quickly, and slashed the Mo Dao in his hand horizontally, slashing at the principal's chest at an extremely fast speed.

The principal did not expect Chen Ping to be so fast, and he was the first to arrive after he was attacked, so he had to dodge Chen Ping's attack.

He obviously had copper skin as a defense, but he did not choose to take it head-on.

"Principal, don't you have copper skin to defend against my attack? Why are you hiding? "

At this time, cold sweat broke out on the principal's forehead, and he was afraid. Just a moment ago, he felt the threat of death.

His copper skin could not resist it at all! If he had not relied on his higher realm than Chen Ping and barely dodged it, he would have been chopped in half by the Mo Dao!

Chen Ping's swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, the angle is extremely tricky, and the grade is at least a high-grade martial arts!

Damn, where did he learn it from? How could an ordinary person without any background come into contact with such a high-level martial arts.

Even he can't afford to learn it!

Don't take it lightly, you must go all out, otherwise you will die here!

"The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that it's not yet mature."

Although the principal said so, he drew a soft sword from his waist.

The moment he drew out the soft sword, there was a booing in the martial arts field.

"A martial artist of the third realm beats a martial artist of the first realm, and he also used weapons. Shameless!"

"How can our Beijing North No. 1 Middle School have such a shameless principal? "

"When I become a third-level martial artist, I will come back and beat you into a pig's head!"