jdhmnovel Chapter 159 A scholar can be killed or humiliated.
Chapter 159 A scholar can be killed or humiliated.
Chapter 159 A scholar can be killed or humiliated.
"Just come when I tell you to. Stop being so fussy and acting like a woman! Did you have a daughter?"
Xiao Chong grinned mischievously, his gaze towards the thin, long face full of encouragement.
The thin-faced girl really didn't want to come back. She looked at the surrounding crowd with pleading eyes, hoping that the students watching wouldn't join in the commotion.
That way, he could say a few harsh words, explain the situation, and then find a chance to slip away. Although it was a bit embarrassing, he really didn't want to go through the same pain again.
However, with such a spectacle to behold, the onlookers clearly didn't want to miss out.
"Maybe he was born to a young woman, otherwise how could he be so tolerant?"
"Alas, the most important thing for a martial artist is to have courage and vigor. Without courage and vigor, what difference is there between him and a young woman?"
The murmurs from the sidelines started again. The thin-faced man desperately covered his ears, but the noise grew louder and louder, stubbornly drilling into his brain like a demonic sound.
The thin, long face finally couldn't hold back anymore; his complexion alternated between blue and purple, as if shrouded in the legendary mysterious purple and blue aura.
"Give it your all! Just a little more effort, and maybe you'll be right on your way!"
After much deliberation, the thin-faced man steeled himself and mustered all his strength to throw another punch. But he wouldn't tell everyone that the extra two parts of his strength came from sheer willpower.
hum!
The milky-white light on the fist was even brighter than before, rushing towards Xiao Chong's chest with a sonic boom as the air was compressed.
"It's time to end this. I let you have those two punches earlier out of consideration for our friendship. Now that I've done my part, I can't just take the beatings without fighting back, can I?"
Seeing the long, thin face's fist coming towards him, Xiao Chong's eyes flashed, and he channeled his energy to raise his fist to meet it.
boom!
The two fists collided without any fancy moves. Xiao Chong stood upright, his body motionless, as still as a deep abyss and a towering mountain.
Immediately afterwards, a series of popping sounds rang out, and the skin and flesh of the thin-faced arm exploded from the wrist to the shoulder, flying more than 30 feet away with a scream!
"Hiss! It's unbelievable that he could unleash such power with a punch at such a young age." Someone in the crowd exclaimed in amazement.
"I told you long ago that such a person must have extremely high cultivation, but you just wouldn't believe me!"
Those who had previously thought Xiao Chong's cultivation level was still shallow now felt that their judgment was unique, and in their excitement, they spoke fluently, as if they had personally thrown that punch.
"Who else?"
After the murmurs subsided, Xiao Chong's gaze swept over his stunned classmates one by one, his aura as powerful as that of a gang leader in the movie "Kung Fu Hustle".
No, really no more! The other students mechanically shook their heads and slowly backed away, step by step.
Since no one is responding, let's have a proper talk. Xiao Chong walked up to the thin-faced man, bent down, and lifted his chin with one hand.
The thin-faced man was terrified. Before Xiao Chong could speak, he hurriedly said, "From now on, I will respect you as the head of the hall and will never dare to be presumptuous again."
"I was originally appointed as the head of the hall by the master, do you need to tell me that?" Xiao Chong didn't intend to let the other party off easily, and said in a deep voice, "Speak, why did you disturb my meal?"
We're here to compete with you for the position of head of the hall, why are you fixated on such a trivial matter as eating? Have I misunderstood, and today's events have nothing to do with the head of the hall at all? Good heavens, how could this be!
The thin-faced man cried out inwardly, feeling utterly wronged, yet he dared not refuse to answer Xiao Chong's question: "Head of the Hall, from now on, no one will disturb you during your meals."
"That's right," Xiao Chong said, his expression softening slightly. "Has no one taught you the principle that every meal is hard-earned and every grain of rice is the result of hard work?"
Nobody teaches you this! I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, eating delicacies and wearing fine silks. Who cares about the quality of food? Only a country bumpkin like you from a small town would care about such trivial matters.
The thin-faced man really wanted to ask if the other person had ever gone hungry as a child, but he simply didn't have the courage. He wasn't stupid; those thoughts were fine to keep to himself, but if he actually said them aloud, he was afraid he'd get beaten even harder.
But he still had to follow Xiao Chong's lead. Seeing that Xiao Chong's expression had softened, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "What the leader said is absolutely insightful and has resonated with me. From today onwards, I will learn from the leader. Saving is honorable, wasting is shameful!"
When he finished speaking, his thin face was already full of excitement, and he raised his arms and shouted.
"He can admit his mistakes and correct them; it seems he's not beyond redemption yet." Xiao Chong smiled with satisfaction.
Finally, the ordeal is about to end! Seeing Xiao Chong's smiling face, the thin man felt a sense of relief.
But things seemed to be a little different from what he had imagined. To his astonishment, Xiao Chong grabbed his arm and slowly dragged him to the table.
Pointing to the last bite of leftover food that had fallen to the ground, he said, "No one is perfect, everyone makes mistakes. To err is human, to forgive divine. Since you know that wasting food is shameful, shouldn't you eat this bite to avoid wasting it?"
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!" The thin-faced man stared in horror at the leftover rice, his mouth tightly shut.
"Why aren't you even listening to the leader? Was I not clear enough, or were you just being insincere?" Xiao Chong's face fell again, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked.
Then...eat it. A scholar can be killed or humiliated; isn't there a saying, "When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head"?
With a thin, long face, he racked his brains and finally found a reason for himself. He then grabbed the leftover food with his intact arm, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth with a face full of grief and indignation, looking like a great warrior bravely going to his execution.
"How can you eat this? Should I give you some water?" The other students in the class looked at the thin, long face with pity, their lips moving and their Adam's apples bobbing, as if they were cheering him on.
After the thin-faced man finally finished eating the last grain of rice, Xiao Chong patted him on the shoulder and stood up. He then glanced at the faces of the other students in the class and said earnestly, "Student Ma has already understood the importance of food. What are your thoughts on this?"
"The wise leader!"
"Your words of wisdom are truly ashamed of us!"
"We deeply appreciate the profound teachings of our patriarch and will always keep them in mind!"
The trainees were taken aback by what they heard. They straightened their backs, their faces solemn, as if they had been elevated.
"That's good. I'm very pleased that you all understand my good intentions." Xiao Chong glanced at everyone again, then walked towards the door.
Finally free! His thin face was streaked with tears as he slowly got up from the ground. But before he could even stand up straight, Xiao Chong's calm and collected voice came from the doorway again.
"Also, you tore my clothes, remember to pay for them. It doesn't have to be too much, 100,000 or 200,000 spirit stones will be enough."
The thin-faced man slipped and fell heavily to the ground with a thud.