Chương 163: Subduing Them Until They Are Subdued

"Are you Zhao Ke? I am Wang Huansheng, the dean of the Martial Arts Academy."

Dean Wang dialed the number, and Zhao Ke felt a chill run down her spine after hearing just one sentence.

"Brother, brother, it's the dean calling."

He's never experienced anything like this before.

Let alone the dean, even talking to a counselor on the phone feels awkward, and one dares not speak recklessly out of fear and trepidation.

Shao Qianwen also looked uneasy; things seemed to have gone far beyond her expectations.

"Hello! I'm Zhao Ke's brother."

Zhao Rui glanced at his younger brother, knowing that the guy still needed to hone his skills. After all, he was young, inexperienced, and came from a poor family.

You'll get used to it after seeing it more often.

The era of martial prowess and power is beginning to emerge.

"Hello, I have learned part of what happened to Zhao Ke. I sincerely apologize for this terrible incident that occurred during my time at school..."

When Dean Wang saw that even Master Zhang couldn't solve the problem, he knew that the other party was no ordinary person, so he naturally didn't put on any airs of a dean.

"Dean Wang, martial arts are flourishing now. If the school doesn't restrict the students in the martial arts academy, does that mean whoever has the highest martial arts skills can do whatever they want?"

Zhao Rui first made a grand statement, and then said, "A small punishment is a warning. Since Dean Wang has stepped in, let's shorten the time to 6 pm."

We should give them face, but we can't just rescind the punishment with a single sentence.

Using force to stop war often yields surprisingly good results.

"this……"

Dean Wang frowned slightly as he looked at the phone that had just been hung up.

"Let's say six o'clock in the afternoon. This kind of finger technique often has a unique secret behind it. It's extremely difficult for anyone who isn't proficient in it to figure it out."

"My senior brother, Daoist Shiquan, is indeed well-versed in this art, but unfortunately he is far from here and I'm afraid he can't help with the immediate crisis."

Upon hearing Zhao Rui's words and seeing that Dean Wang seemed slightly displeased, Master Zhang smoothed things over.

Since they both belonged to the Taoist lineage, he was very eager to get to know this young Taoist friend.

Upon hearing this, Dean Wang nodded in agreement.

Master Zhang was a highly skilled person whom he had to go through a lot of trouble to invite from the Taishan School.

Today, various martial arts sects are flourishing, and countless masters and elders have emerged within them.

It's no longer the past, when university martial arts academies, martial arts sects, imperial organizations, and secular martial arts alliances were all vying for supremacy.

Although many prodigies in the university's martial arts academy have recovered with the help of spiritual energy and made rapid progress, their foundation at the Grandmaster level is still too weak.

They're on completely different levels now.

Many universities have begun to hire masters from local schools of thought to teach at their schools or to conduct joint teaching programs.

Times have changed.

"In that case, we will listen to Master Zhang."

Dean Wang sighed. In the past, which martial artist would dare to challenge a university?

We need to get past the master teacher first.

Having exhausted all other options, the group went to the martial arts team's office, where they drank tea and waited.

Dean Wang also took the opportunity to have someone investigate and inquire about the course of events.

When they confirmed that it was the martial arts team who had come looking for trouble, they couldn't help but wonder, "How did the conflict start?"

"According to bystanders, a friend of one of the martial arts team members got into a fight with the other side, and then called for help..."

Upon hearing this, Dean Wang glared at Coach Lu and angrily said, "Is your martial arts academy too idle? Instead of focusing on training, why are you forming cliques?"

Coach Lu looked indignant and said in a deep voice, "I will handle this matter."

"If you could solve it, would you need me to?"

Dean Wang slammed his fist on the table and said angrily. A fight is a small matter, but a bunch of human-shaped wooden stakes standing there has made it onto the video platform.

That's no small matter.

That's shameful!

Coach Lu was speechless after being rebuked, but he was still unconvinced and secretly decided that when he met the person, he would definitely teach him a lesson.

He didn't think the other party could be stronger than him; they were so young and had only mastered the art of acupressure.

Taking the opportunity, Dean Wang gave Coach Lu a gentle rebuke, then softened his tone, saying, "This incident should serve as a wake-up call. We need to be more disciplined with the martial arts team in the future..."

Coach Lu gave a deep "hmm".

Master Zhang stroked his beard and chuckled, saying, "Now that we've come to that, it's not really Coach Lu's fault. But let's deal with this... have some tea, have some tea!"

Coach Lu's expression finally calmed down.

It wasn't until after 5 p. m. that Zhao Rui arrived at the school's martial arts team's gate with his younger brother on time.

"Which one of these two is the expert? They both look so young!"

The martial arts students, who had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of Zhao Rui and his companion, all kept their distance and whispered among themselves.

"Yeah, so young, so talented, and so handsome..."

"Should I also use acupressure on you, so he can... hehe..."

"screw you……"

"I think it must be really cool... hehe, I've never tried it."

"Aren't you ashamed..."

Listening to the foul language from the crowd on both sides, Zhao Rui realized for the first time that he had underestimated the Mirage Finger technique.

So this is actually a top-tier martial art for stealing fragrance and jade.

The two had only walked a few steps when suddenly a figure darted out of the office building at lightning speed.

"How dare you! Since you're here, come with me to the dean and apologize!"

The newcomer shouted sharply and struck Zhao Rui and his companion with a palm.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Rui revealed a cold smile.

It seems that only beating them into submission will work.

He stepped forward and swung out a single palm, deflecting all the force of the opponent's palm strike.

"Discovered that the martial art Thunder Palm can be copied. Copy?"

A system notification sounded in Zhao Rui's mind.

I thought we had collected most of the common martial arts techniques. I never expected this person to have one more.

An unexpected bonus!

But why does this name sound so similar to the Thunderclap Sword Technique?

Could there be some connection?

"Copy!"

Zhao Rui chose to copy without hesitation.

When the newcomer saw that Zhao Rui had effortlessly parried his Thunder Palm Technique, his heart sank slightly. Instead of slowing down, his movements became even faster.

His Thunderclap Palm technique is extremely fast; once unleashed, the palm strikes are as swift as lightning, changing in an instant.

Zhao Rui unleashed both palms simultaneously, and streams of powerful true energy transformed into dragon-shaped energy balls that burst forth.

As the palm wind howled, the faint sound of a dragon's roar could be heard.

The onlookers stared at Zhao Rui with horrified expressions, their faces filled with disbelief.

It was able to unleash dragon-shaped true energy, and a dragon's roar could be heard.

What level is this?

Not only the onlookers, but also the person who took the hit was horrified.

He has broken through to the third level of the True Essence Realm and has vaguely touched upon some of the mysteries of the Divine Void Realm.

"Could he be at the Divine Void Realm?"

The thought had just formed in his mind when the newcomer suppressed it.

How could someone so young possibly be capable of this? And even if he were at the Divine Void Realm, he would still give it a shot today.

After thinking it over, his palm speed not only did not decrease, but increased even more.

Those watching from the sidelines could only barely make out the afterimage of his palm strike; they couldn't catch the trajectory of the strike at all.

"Good speed!"

Zhao Rui sneered, instantly switching from the Dragon Subduing Palm to the Profound Yin Sword Finger, unleashing bursts of true energy that targeted the core of the opponent's palm strike.

No matter how his palm strike changes, the speed of his sword finger can still catch up with his attack speed by lightly flicking his wrist.

The two exchanged blows in a flash, nearly fifty moves in the blink of an eye.

"Coach Lu, what are you doing? Stop it right now!"

Just then, two people rushed out of the office building and shouted at the two fighting men.

One of them had a square face and thick eyebrows, and was about fifty years old; the other was a Taoist priest.

These two individuals are Wang Huansheng, the dean of the Martial Arts Academy of Zizhou University, and Master Zhang.

As for the person who is fighting against Zhao Rui, without a doubt, it must be Coach Lu from the martial arts team.

Upon hearing Dean Wang's shout, Zhao Rui revealed a cold smile.

"You're the ones who started it, and you're the ones who stopped it, but it's too late!"

Zhao Rui changed his fingers into a palm, unleashing streams of Dragon Subduing True Qi. The vast and unparalleled palm force formed spatial binding forces.

Although this confinement is not a true spatial restriction, the stagnation of spiritual energy and the deviation of force created by the palm strike are not much different from a true spatial restriction.

Coach Lu's Thunder Palm was fast, but lacked power, and its speed was suppressed by the Dragon Subduing Palm in a short while.

It will be difficult to launch attacks at the same speed as before.

Coach Lu's face turned ashen; he knew perfectly well that he had kicked a hornet's nest.

The power of the Dragon Subduing Palm is truly astounding.

He was now in a difficult position and had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue the attack.

"Copying progress: 50%!"

After copying it for a while, Zhao Rui lost interest in this martial art.

It's a martial art with no magical attack speed, far inferior to the Thunderclap Sword Technique.

They immediately prepared to end the battle.

The latecomer, Master Zhang, had a sharp eye and immediately saw that Coach Lu was doomed to lose.

But at this moment, Coach Lu cannot afford to lose.

After all, he is the head coach of the martial arts university. If he is easily defeated, how can he maintain his position?

At that moment, Master Zhang uttered a prayer: "Fellow Daoist, please stop!"

He then took up his whisk and attacked.

His attack wasn't aimed at Zhao Rui, but rather he used his whisk to sweep away the Dragon Subduing Palm force surrounding Coach Lu.

Help him break free from confinement and escape the battle.

"What? A series of attacks?"

Zhao Rui sneered, his hand gestures suddenly changed, and a thick stream of icy true energy instantly spread out.

It transformed into an icy river, rapidly freezing into a cascading ice ribbon that swept towards Coach Lu.

"Ice Palm Force?"

Zhang Dao was shocked and no longer cared about saving face. He lunged forward, and a powerful, heavy force crashed down on the icy ice.

It forcefully shattered this freezing power.

"Good timing!"

Zhao Rui raised an eyebrow; this old Taoist was skilled and had excellent eyesight.

He is indeed a formidable rival.

He immediately swung his hand and struck him.

Old Zhang looked distressed. He had originally planned to take action to suppress the other party and rescue Coach Lu.

Unexpectedly, not only did they fail to rescue him, but the other party also dragged them into the mess.

That's quite an impressive skill.

He immediately mustered all his strength to deal with Zhao Rui's attack.

At this point, the balance of power has shifted.

"A martial art that can be copied has been discovered. What about Dai Zongfu? Should it be copied?"

"A martial art technique that can be copied has been discovered. Should Mount Tai Press be copied?"

Could this old Taoist priest be from the Mount Tai sect?

After copying the martial arts instructions, Zhao Rui couldn't help but doubt the old Taoist's identity.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't be angry, and listen to what this old Daoist has to say!"

"Beat them into submission first!"

Forget about the Taishan Sect or anything like that. Since you made the first move, don't blame me for not giving you face.

As for replicating martial arts techniques, that's not something Zhao Rui is in a hurry to do right now.

With his mind made up, he wielded ice in his left hand and flames in his right, instantly unleashing a surge of dual ice and fire power that hurtled towards the two of them.

The water vapor condensed from the power of ice was evaporated by the firepower of the other palm, instantly turning into a wave of hot water mist that spread out.

Before Coach Lu even made a move, he was so frightened that he hurriedly used his inner energy to protect himself and dodged away in a sorry state.

Zhao Rui wasn't about to let him escape. He used his quick steps to catch up to him in an instant, and with both palms out, he left two clear palm prints on his back.

Coach Lu let out a wail and collapsed to the ground.

He hurriedly ripped off his shirt, wincing in pain, but dared not touch it, and could only suppress his pain.

When Zhang Laodao saw this, his eyelids twitched. He hadn't expected the young man to be so ruthless.

He immediately activated the "Dai Zong Fu" technique with all his might, trying his best to dodge and deal with Zhao Rui's moves.

He said helplessly, "This old Taoist priest admits defeat. Fellow Taoist, please stop. This is a misunderstanding."

Seeing this, Zhao Rui did not continue to make things difficult. He immediately stopped his practice and withdrew his hand, standing tall and looking at Zhang Laodao.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

Before Zhang Laodao could speak, Dean Wang stepped forward and said urgently.

"Everything is a misunderstanding? Then what's the point of the law?"

Zhao Rui snorted coldly.

Upon hearing this, Dean Wang quickly said, "Young man, don't worry, I will definitely give you justice."

Hearing his words, Zhao Rui's expression softened slightly. He glanced at the other man indifferently and asked, "Is it up to you?"

"I am the dean of the martial arts academy, and I have the final say on this matter."

Wang Huansheng reluctantly revealed his identity, his heart filled with trepidation.

"You're the one who decides?"

"My surname is Wang, and I am the dean of the college. I have the final say in this matter."

"So, you're saying this person attacked us with your permission? Dean Wang, is that what you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Huansheng's face stiffened. He glanced at Coach Lu, who was sitting cross-legged to the side, practicing his internal energy to heal his injuries, and hurriedly said, "I had no such intention. I really didn't expect him to be so reckless."

"Don't worry, the academy has always had zero tolerance for this kind of thing. I guarantee I will give you a reasonable explanation."

Zhao Rui snorted coldly and remained silent, clearly unimpressed by his words.

He hadn't intended to start another conflict, but the two of them were attacked as soon as they entered.

Everyone gets angry.

No one would believe that this matter was not caused by the dean's indulgence.

Seeing Zhao Rui's attitude, Dean Wang secretly regretted that he should not have tested him.

The atmosphere became somewhat tense for a moment.

Since Master Zhang had accepted the position of honorary professor, he naturally could not remain uninvolved.

He immediately mustered his courage, stepped forward, bowed, and said:

"I am Zhang Shilin of the Taishan Sect. I greet you, fellow Daoist. Your martial arts skills are far beyond my reach. I am ashamed."

"I am Zhao Rui of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. I have met Daoist Zhang. Why is Daoist Zhang, who is not in seclusion on Mount Tai, getting involved in this mess?"

Zhao Rui replied calmly.

"So you are actually a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. I never expected to meet you in this way. I am truly ashamed."

"I dare not accept the title of your esteemed disciple; you are too kind, Master Zhang!"

Zhao Rui didn't act arrogantly, and simply replied calmly.

While the two were talking, Dean Wang quickly took out his phone and made a call.

A short while later, Zhao Rui's phone rang.

It was Wang Zhanshan who called.

"You little rascal, you've taken your swagger all the way to Zizhou, haha. That's satisfying!"

Wang Zhanshan started by saying a bunch of nonsensical things.

"However, Dean Wang is, after all, a leader in an administrative unit. Let's not make a scene. Our vice principal just called me..."

"I know you know what you're doing. I'll have him treat us to drinks later. We still need to save face."

After listening to Wang Zhanshan's words, Zhao Rui didn't say anything more and nodded in agreement.

That's enough to vent my anger!

Making a scene is not what he wants either.

Seeing that he had hung up the phone, Dean Wang hurriedly came over and said, "Let's talk this out. I will definitely give you an explanation."

Zhao Rui hummed in agreement and strode toward his office.

Dean Wang breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that he listened to advice; he was really afraid that Zhao Rui would disregard everyone's feelings and not give face to anyone.

That would be a big problem.

The team members who were secretly watching from a distance were all taken aback when they saw the group enter the office building.

This guy is so domineering, he can't even beat Master Zhang and Coach Lu.

Moreover, judging from the dean's appearance, he had clearly given in.

The academy has lost all face and dignity.

They couldn't help but think of the people standing in the training ground, and they all felt sorry for them.

This punishment was for nothing.

Inside the office building, Dean Wang and Taoist Priest Zhang accompanied the Zhao brothers straight into the dean's office.

After the staff had prepared the tea.

Dean Wang then said with an embarrassed expression, "I sincerely apologize to the young man for what happened just now. Don't worry, I will definitely pursue Coach Lu's responsibility seriously."

As for what happened this morning, I've got the gist of it. Someone did provoke us first, which is why your brother fought back..."

"I will inform the entire hospital about this and make them conduct a thorough self-examination... They must ensure that similar bullying incidents do not occur again in the future."

As a dean, the reason he could adopt such a humble attitude was not only because he was wary of Zhao Rui's martial arts skills and age, but also because the tone of a certain vice president of Dongqi University on the phone forced him to submit.

He is suspected to be a master of the Divine Void Realm, a retired chief instructor of the military, and an elder of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Regardless of his identity, in today's world, it's enough for him to lower his stance and give it due attention.

(End of this chapter)