"..." The dean was speechless.

Devil Yan glanced at Principal Sun, walked around in a circle, and quickly took out eight cameras.

Seeing that the camera was in Yan Motou's hands, Meng Chao added: "It's true that Zuo Haoran was injured, but I don't understand. I just recovered not long ago, and my hands and feet are limp and weak. How could I hit him so badly with one punch? Teacher Yan

, Teacher Wang, and Director Ma, please take a look in front of so many classmates and help me solve my doubts? Otherwise——"

"Otherwise, why would the school still wrongly accuse good people?" The dean of students said bravely, "Teacher Yan, open it and take a look!"

Each mini camera comes with an ultra-clear monitoring screen.

Yan Motou handed eight cameras to the dean of students and several head teachers of the third grade group. Wang Longjun also grabbed one.

Chu Feixiong and other classmates hurriedly got behind Wang Longjun and stretched their necks to take a look.

The fight was very short, only two or three minutes. The rabbit rose and the falcon fell. First, Meng Chao was beaten until his face blossomed, and then he rushed towards Zuo Haoran. Then, Zuo Haoran flew out while vomiting blood.

Ordinary students couldn't see why, but several head teachers were thoughtful, the dean's face gradually turned pale, and Demon Head Yan's pupils suddenly shrank.

He collected several cameras and replayed the last scene several times from different angles and at a speed three to five times slower.

Then, he cursed fiercely and strode towards Zuo Haoran on the stretcher.

"Tell me, what moves did you plan to use just now to deal with Meng Chao?" Demon Head Yan frowned angrily.

Zuo Haoran's face turned pale and he was speechless for a long time.

"Hurry up, I can find out even if you don't tell me. If I can't figure out your injury, it will delay the treatment for a lifetime!" Demon Head Yan said in a stern tone.

Zuo Haoran, who was seriously injured, couldn't handle the aura of the iron-blooded instructor. He shuddered and said subconsciously: "Yes, it's "Heart-Destroying Beat"."

As soon as this statement came out, before the students could react, several class teachers gasped and jumped up.

"You know "Heart-breaking Beat"?"

"My classmates were competing, and you actually used "Heart-breaking Beat". What are you trying to do?"

"Oh, classmate Zuo Haoran, you are too, you are too impulsive!"

They were both shocked and annoyed.

The dean even covered his face, looking like the situation was over.

"Teacher Yan, what is going on and how Zuo Haoran was injured, we all want to know." Chu Feixiong stood up and said loudly on behalf of all the classmates in Class 6.

Demon head Yan glanced at Principal Sun and saw that the principal said nothing. Facing the excited classmates, he could only tell the truth: "Classmate Zuo Haoran used a very... powerful killing technique "Heart-Destroying Beat" during the competition.

, but he has not yet reached the mastery of cultivation, and there is a stagnation in exerting force. The explosive force is concentrated on his spine, and at the moment when the force is unleashed, classmate Meng Chao hits his chest with a punch, detonating his spine.

The deep force caused the spine to burst."

"The "Heart-Destroying Beat" known as 'a string of whips and bone-penetrating nails'?"

After he said this, some well-informed classmates finally remembered and exclaimed, "This is a domineering killing method used specifically to deal with rough-skinned monsters. The power directly penetrates the internal organs and can literally break the heart."

Zuo Haoran actually wanted to use it on Meng Chao, isn't it too cruel?"

"So that's it, he's reaping the consequences!"

"So, Meng Chao acted in self-defense?"

"It was not Meng Chao who injured Zuo Haoran, it was him who injured himself. Meng Chao should not be blamed at all!"

Devil Yan sent all eight cameras to the dean: "Director Ma, do you have any objections to my judgment?"

Ma Qingyun's pony-like face turned into a twist, changed three or four times, and finally said viciously: "Then, it must have been caused by the private fight between the two of them. Classmate Meng Chao, why did you and Zuo Haoran run into the woods?

Private fight!"

"Director Ma, once again, it's not a private fight, but an accidental mistake during a sparring session, including this move "Heart-Destroying Punch", which Zuo Haoran had promised to demonstrate to me in advance, so I think the whole thing is final.

It's better to be 'accidental'."

Meng Chao said calmly, "Otherwise, it would be difficult to understand that Zuo Haoran and I have some minor conflicts at most. Things that can be explained in a few words, why would we launch 'a string of whips, bone-penetrating nails, and heart-breaking beatings' so exaggeratedly?"

, things have really gotten serious, and it’s not good for me, Zuo Haoran, Class 6, or our school, what do you think?”

The dean's expression changed.

Several head teachers also frowned.

Yes, student fights are commonplace, but when the "Heart Beating" was used during the fight and it was clearly photographed, it would be difficult to control the intensity of the situation if word spread about it.

If not, the overall image of No. 9 Middle School will be damaged.

Even if the dean himself teaches such a ruthless nephew who reaps the consequences, his face will be disgraceful and it will be a hindrance to his career.

But if students are competing in martial arts and accidentally fail, that's another matter.

The dean was still hesitating, and Principal Sun, who had never spoken, finally spoke.

"Director Ma, student Zuo Haoran is still lying here. Should we send the child to the hospital first? Other classes are still testing. If we continue to make such a fuss, it will affect the future of the children. It is not good."

The wizened little old man spoke feebly. He had a few teeth missing, his speech was weak, and he had no momentum.

The dean, however, seemed to have been hit with a stick, his arrogance immediately subdued, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes, principal."

"Teacher Yan, classmate Meng Chao, please ask your child clearly how the accident happened and compile a report. By the way, look good and don't scare the child." Principal Sun said again.

"Yes, principal!" Devil Yan stood at attention subconsciously, like an iron-blooded instructor facing his own iron-blooded instructor.

"Pretty good, pretty good." Principal Sun smiled and returned to his mascot state of napping all day long. He walked towards the outside of the grove with his hands behind his back.

The students let out a long sigh of relief. It seemed that things were going to go in an "unexpected" direction.

However, Meng Chao must have accidentally hit Zuo Haoran's vital part, right? It's not wrong to say it was an accident.

Otherwise, how could Meng Chao crack "Heart-Destroying Beat"? It's completely unexplainable!

In their complicated eyes, Meng Chao was taken away by Demon Yan.

The two of them did not go to the office or the political and educational office, but only walked around the campus.

"Test your speed and strength this morning. How much strength have you retained?"

Devil Yan was taking his time in front and suddenly asked an irrelevant and strange question.

Meng Chao didn't intend to hide it, so he thought for a while: "Two or three percent?"

It is now between 20% and 30%, but it will be difficult to say in a few days.

"Why?"

"There's no challenge, it doesn't arouse interest."

"Haha, only the 'golden target' can arouse your interest? Your marksmanship is good, who did you learn it from?"

"With my dad, he was once a sharpshooter in the army. A few days ago, a 'ghost-eyed golden-winged flame insect' invaded Tianfuyuan, and it was my dad who shot it in the head."

"I see." Demon Tou Yan suddenly stood still, turned around and said, "What happened today was intentional."

Faced with the iron-blooded instructor's sudden and sharp bayonet-like gaze, Meng Chao did not avoid it. Instead, he took a big step forward like a bayonet: "Yes, on purpose."

Devil Yan said: "I want an explanation."

Meng Chao shrugged: "It's just self-defense."

Devil Yan said: "Is it self-defense or preemptive strike? If you don't fish, Zuo Haoran may not touch you."

"Am I going to pin my own destiny on someone else's 'maybe'?"

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, can a kind-hearted monster come up with a more reliable way to solve it?

"I'm just a high school student. I can't deal with everything. I can only dig a hole, insert sharp knives at the bottom of the hole, and then stand behind the hole to see if it jumps. If it doesn't jump, then forget it. It has to jump.

, what can I do, kneel down and beg it not to jump?"

Demon Head Yan stared at Meng Chao for a long time, and finally said: "Okay, this explanation is acceptable. Leave all the subsequent troubles to me. You can just concentrate on preparing for the exam!"

Meng Chao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled brightly: "Thank you, Teacher Yan. I knew you were the most fair and kind teacher in the school."

Devil Yan waved his hand: "Don't flatter me, I really want to thank you. Have you ever thought about getting into a military academy?"

Meng Chao shook his head simply: "Fat Xiong wants to be a general with a sword and a horse, please help him more, I will forget it."

Demon Head Yan's eyes flashed: "Why, I don't think you hate war."

Meng Chao worked as a reaper for ten years in his previous life and also suffered from some occupational diseases. He curled his lips and said: "The soldiers were too rude. They used machine guns, cannons and tanks every time, and the monsters were messed up. All the resources that were originally very good were wasted.

Well, it’s not my style to be so simple and crude.”

Devil Yan laughed: "Oh, what style do you like?"

"Delicate, precise and elegant."

Meng Chao recalled, waving his hands unconsciously, as if holding invisible scalpels and scalpels, "I like to cut open the skin of monsters carefully, draw through their blood vessels, gently touch their internal organs, and collect every drop of blood.

, peeling out every organ without any damage, and putting it into a vessel filled with various medicinal liquids. In the end, a ferocious monster turned into exquisite handicrafts. This is the art of harvesting, and I

I want to be such an artist.”

The intoxicated expression on his face made Demon Yan couldn't help but tremble.

Are all high school students today so perverted?

"last question."

Demon Yan took a few steps forward and said casually, "Did you really dream that I was dead that day?"

Meng Chao was stunned for a while, then he remembered that what Yan Motou was talking about was the day he was reborn.

"Uh, Teacher Yan, dreams are all opposite. You don't mind this, do you?" He scratched his head.

"Haha, I don't mind at all. On the contrary, I really hope so."

In Meng Chao's astonishment, Devil Yan said, "I was once a member of the regular army of Dragon City, the Red Dragon Army. Although I have retired now, I have been a Red Dragon Army for a day and will remain a Red Dragon Army until my death. Soldiers die in bed without any disease."

, is the greatest shame. Since everyone is destined to die, I very much hope that I can be buried in the belly of the beast and use my last bone to pierce the monster's heart - for every Red Dragon Army, this is the best death.

Law.

"So, thank you, classmate Meng Chao, for being able to dream about my death in battle."

"..."

This time it was Meng Chao's turn to be speechless.
Chapter completed!