Silence!
Unparalleled silence!
As soon as Qin Heng spoke, everyone around fell silent; not a sound could be heard on the entire campus of Beijing University!
All eyes, whether belonging to teachers, students, or instructors, were fixed on Qin Heng, their faces filled with disbelief.
Has he gone mad? This freshman must have really lost his mind!
Provoking a military training instructor so brashly was an act of utter contempt! Absolute disdain!
Zhuang Xinyan was also stunned, looking at Qin Heng with so astonishnt. She had never seen a classmate like him before, soone who completely disregarded the instructor, even showing contempt.
What kind of confidence supports him to do this?
She was sowhat curious. Her gaze landed on Qin Heng, and she found him so radiant, so confident, that she was montarily captivated.
Qin Heng looked very handso now, with distinct, strikingly three-dinsional facial features. Any girl who looked at him for more than a mont would be captivated. Furthermore, due to his cultivation, he also possessed a fresh, natural aura. It was quite normal for Zhuang Xinyan to be involuntarily captivated.
Tang Feng noticed Zhuang Xinyan's expression and was imdiately filled with even more rage. Clenching his fists, he looked at Qin Heng and said, "You're just a student, quick-witted with words, but on the battlefield, no one will give you the chance to speak!"
"Instructor! It's better not to fight if you can avoid it," Zhuang Xinyan couldn't help but advise. In her opinion, Qin Heng was definitely no match for the instructor. It would be best to avoid a real fight so Qin Heng wouldn't get hurt.
Qin Heng glanced at Zhuang Xinyan, nodded slightly, then said to Tang Feng, "I've said it before, you're not qualified to stand before , much less spar with ."
Having said that, he turned to leave.
In Qin Heng's eyes, a re military training instructor who hadn't even reached the Open Force realm was no different from an ant—utterly insignificant.
"Stop right there!"
Seeing Qin Heng about to leave, Tang Feng imdiately rushed forward. He lifted his arm, his fingers ford into a claw, grabbing straight for Qin Heng's shoulder to prevent him from leaving.
"Be careful!" Zhuang Xinyan hurriedly warned.
She had seen Tang Feng in action before. When so students couldn't stop fidgeting during stance training, Tang Feng had used the sa maneuver, grabbing a student's shoulder and throwing him three or four ters away!
The power was terrifying! Utterly frightening!
She didn't want Qin Heng to be thrown by Tang Feng as well; that would certainly be very painful.
"What a nuisance!" Qin Heng was sowhat impatient. He couldn't be bothered with this insignificant ant, yet it kept pestering him. It was truly too botherso.
So, he turned back around.
He took a light breath, then casually exhaled!
BOOM!
It was like a clap of thunder. Qin Heng's breath rushed out as if a high-pressure air cannon had exploded. A fierce wind swept out, instantly forming a small tornado!
Humming, it tore through the air, moving at a speed that surpassed Tang Feng's ability to react. It violently struck him, sending him flying backward to land on the grass over ten ters away.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
The small tornado swirled on the ground for four or five seconds before gradually dissipating and vanishing from sight.
Stunned! Everyone was utterly stunned. Students and instructors alike stared at Qin Heng in disbelief, shocked beyond words.
Their eyes were wide, nearly popping out of their sockets as they stared at Qin Heng. It was as if they had seen a ghost!
They couldn't help but be shocked.
How can a normal person possibly exhale a tornado with a single breath?! It's too incredible! Too insane!
Zhuang Xinyan's gaze towards Qin Heng was filled with an extraordinary brilliance and delight. As soone familiar with Martial Artists, she knew very well that what Qin Heng had just accomplished was far from ordinary. To do that, he must be at least at the peak of Hidden Force, or even a Half-step Grandmaster at the Half-Step Transcendence Realm! she thought. Such a realm is definitely not sothing an ordinary Martial Artist can achieve!
Many renowned Martial Artists in their thirties or forties had yet to reach this level. For Qin Heng, at only eighteen, to have already attained such a realm was truly astounding.
"You! What on earth are you!?" Tang Feng looked at Qin Heng in disbelief. Recalling the scene from monts ago, his face filled with terror.
I was actually blown away by this kid with a single breath! It's too unimaginable!
"Tang Feng! Shut up!"
Just then, an officer whose rank was clearly much higher than Tang Feng's walked over. He reprimanded Tang Feng, then turned to look at Qin Heng, his eyes holding a hint of apprehension. "You are a Martial Artist, aren't you? A Half-step Grandmaster?"
This officer was rely guessing. At his Open Force realm, he naturally couldn't discern Qin Heng's cultivation level. Moreover, Grandmasters of the Transcendence Realm were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns in the secular world, so he didn't dare to speculate wildly. He only guessed that Qin Heng might be a Half-step Grandmaster.
What!?
A Half-step Grandmaster!?
Upon hearing this title, Tang Feng froze on the spot. He then began to tremble uncontrollably, looking at Qin Heng with utter disbelief, his eyes brimming with terror!
As a soldier, Tang Feng was acutely aware of the strength and status a Half-step Grandmaster possessed!
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that such a person could crush him with a single finger!
This tall and thin freshman is actually a Half-step Grandmaster? That's simply too absurd! Tang Feng's first reaction was disbelief.
But recalling the scene where Qin Heng had sent him flying with a single breath, Tang Feng's heart quaked with fear. His instincts scread that this was true!
This student, who looked so easy to bully, is actually a formidable figure I absolutely cannot afford to offend!
Forget , even the officer standing before , who's a rank higher, can't afford to provoke a Half-step Grandmaster! According to confidential military intelligence, in the coming new era, the importance of Martial Artists will be magnified imnsely!
What do I do? What should I do now?!
"As a soldier, the most important thing should not be to flaunt your might," Qin Heng said coolly, hands clasped behind his back, as he looked down at Tang Feng, who was slumped on the ground, his face a mask of terror. "It should be to protect. Do you understand?"
Qin Heng still retained a trace of respect in his heart for these soldiers who silently protected the people. This even included the likes of Tang Feng, who, despite being a military ruffian, would still go to battle to defend his country when it mattered.
Tang Feng was taken aback by these words. Then, with a guilty expression, he stood up and bowed deeply to Qin Heng. "I understand. Thank you for your teachings, Grandmaster."
Then, he bowed to the students of the history departnt. "Classmates, I am sorry!"
However, when he straightened up and looked for Qin Heng, he found that Qin Heng had already turned and was walking away from the training field.
"Tang Feng, you need to be more observant in the future," the officer from earlier said, patting Tang Feng's shoulder. "This place, Beijing, has waters too deep, filled with too many influential figures."
"Yes, Sir, I understand," Tang Feng said, nodding, lingering fear still evident in his eyes. He knew he had narrowly escaped with his life today solely because of his status as a soldier; otherwise, he would have undoubtedly been killed!
A Half-step Grandmaster, even one so young, would definitely not be hesitant to kill!
"Instructor, I'd like to request a leave of absence," Zhuang Xinyan suddenly ran over to Tang Feng. "I'm not asking without reason. I have a note here from the dean stating I can take leave anyti."
With that, she presented Tang Feng with a slip of paper bearing an official stamp.
After confirming its authenticity, Tang Feng approved her leave.
Then, Zhuang Xinyan jogged off in pursuit of Qin Heng. She was now incredibly curious about him and eager to learn more about this tall, handso young man.
「...」
"Where are you from? What's your na?"
"Are you a Martial Dao expert? How did you do that just now?"
"How can you blow soone away with one breath? Are you really a Half-step Grandmaster?"
"Why..."
Qin Heng's expression was sowhat helpless. He had just left the military training field when he found he had acquired a shadow—Zhuang Xinyan had followed him and was relentlessly peppering him with questions.
This charming and pretty girl, with her lovely features and a height of about 1.65 ters, possessed a well-proportioned figure. Yet, standing next to Qin Heng, who was nearly two ters tall, she appeared quite petite.
The height difference of over thirty centiters, coupled with the handso young man and the beautiful young woman, drew frequent stares as they walked down the road.
Before they knew it, Qin Heng had led Zhuang Xinyan off campus.
They arrived on the bustling streets outside.
Suddenly, VROOM! VROOM! VROOM!
The roar of an engine approached, and a Bugatti Veyron screeched to a halt beside Qin Heng and Zhuang Xinyan. The window rolled down, and a young man leaned out.
He appeared to be in his early twenties, wearing a black T-shirt and sunglasses, his hair ticulously styled. A single stud earring adorned one ear.
Zhuang Xinyan yelped in surprise and instinctively clutched Qin Heng's arm, shrinking back slightly.
She practically buried herself against Qin Heng.
The military training uniform wasn't thick, allowing Qin Heng to clearly feel the softness of Zhuang Xinyan's body pressed against him, as well as the faint, refreshing fragrance that wafted from her.
The young man in the Bugatti Veyron took off his sunglasses, glanced at Qin Heng, and sneered, "Kid, you can scram."
Then, turning his gaze to Zhuang Xinyan, his eyes, practically glowing, were filled with avarice. He directly pulled out a bank card and handed it to her.
"There's 1,200,000 on this card. Co with . I'll keep you for half a year."
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