15: They got into a fight with the curator.

"This Trainee, our Dojo of Limits is willing to compensate you for your losses. I'm sure you're not foolish enough to think our Dojo of Limits is easy to bully and that you can extort us!"

Jiang Nian controlled his emotions. As the curator of a district-level Dojo of Limits, how could he allow a Trainee to extort him?

As time passed, more and more Trainees gathered in the training hall. As soon as they entered, they saw Instructor Jiang Nian and a few others gathered around the assessment equipment.

The punching power testing machine nearby was covered in white powder, and the machine's sorry state was vaguely visible.

"What happened? Does anyone know?"

An Advanced Trainee who had just entered asked another Trainee who had arrived earlier.

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"I heard someone blew up the punching power testing machine!"

The asked Trainee whispered in reply.

"Holy crap, what kind of god-like person can blow up a punching power testing machine?"

The Advanced Trainee's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"No, no, I heard the testing machine malfunctioned and exploded, and now the Curator is discussing compensation with the person involved!"

Another Trainee interjected.

"Nonsense! What I heard was that two Trainees were fighting amongst themselves and accidentally affected the Instructor, and now they're being lectured!"

"That's ridiculous, what kind of strength does the Instructor have to be beaten by a Trainee? I think it's clearly the Instructor who accidentally blew up the testing machine during a test..."

"None of you are right. I think the Instructor took a liking to that tender-skinned boy, but couldn't have him, and blew up the testing machine out of anger..."

As the rumors strayed further and further, no one cared about the truth anymore. Everyone held their own opinions, and the scene became lively for a while.

Seeing the growing crowd around them, Luo Feng quietly said to Qiao Yu,

"A-Yu, didn't the Instructor say he would compensate? Why are you still so stubborn about saving face?"

"Luo Feng, do I look like someone who would lie?"

Qiao Yu responded helplessly to Luo Feng's words, then cupped his fists and said to Curator Jiang Nian,

"Instructor, I am not extorting you, I am merely stating the facts. If the Instructor doesn't believe me, you can certainly test my level!"

Seeing Qiao Yu still being stubborn, Jiang Nian already had the idea of teaching this kid a good lesson.

Luo Feng, however, secretly thought 'not good' and whispered beside Qiao Yu,

"A-Yu, if you want to spar, I'll spar with you later. The Instructor is already a bit angry. Why are you still talking back at a time like this?"

And the Young Man in White Robe, seeing Qiao Yu ignore the dissuasion, could only try to persuade him with disparaging words.

"Qiao Yu, aren't you overestimating yourself a bit? You're just a Junior Trainee. What are you pretending to be? Even if you've made some progress, at most you're an Intermediate Trainee. Which of the Trainees here isn't stronger than you?"

Qiao Yu was about to respond when,

Jiang Nian snorted lightly and struck first. You want to show off and then run? It's not that easy.

Jiang Nian took a step, rushing towards Qiao Yu with lightning speed, his palm forming a blade and heavily striking Qiao Yu.

With Jiang Nian's many years of experience at the Elementary Warlord Level, he could unleash over 8000kg of force with just a slight effort in combat, and a casual strike could turn a Trainee-level student into a meat patty.

Although this palm strike looked very heavy, Jiang Nian deliberately held back his strength.

Qiao Yu didn't expect this old geezer to be so dishonorable, thinking he would argue a bit more, but he went straight for a zero-frame attack.

With Qiao Yu's current reaction speed, his eyes saw it, but his body couldn't react yet.

Fortunately, Jiang Nian only used one-tenth of his strength, which was roughly the upper-middle level among Advanced Trainees.

"Instructor, no!"

When Jiang Nian directly attacked, Luo Feng was a little afraid that Jiang Nian wouldn't hold back, but an Elementary Warlord Level's physical qualities were far superior to his, so he couldn't stop him.

Qiao Yu raised both arms, placing them in front of his face, directly receiving Jiang Nian's strike.

The powerful palm blade struck Qiao Yu's raised arms. There was no image of Qiao Yu flying backward as imagined; he was merely pushed back a small step.

"Oh? Interesting."

Jiang Nian saw that Qiao Yu not only took his strike but also seemed quite relaxed. He let out a soft 'oh?' and became a little interested.

The force he just used was about 800kg, roughly the full power of an ordinary Advanced Trainee. If Qiao Yu's strength was insufficient, he might have suffered minor injuries, but he handled it quite easily.

Jiang Nian's second palm blade strike followed immediately. Just as he was about to attack, Qiao Yu seemed to have anticipated his movement. His left hand shot out like lightning, stopping Jiang Nian's second palm blade strike in mid-air, preventing Jiang Nian from completing his second attack.

"How is that possible!"

Jiang Nian was somewhat incredulous to see Qiao Yu directly interrupt his casting animation.

Although he was holding back his strength, his attack speed was by no means slow, already close to the attack speed of an Intermediate Warrior Level.

"Instructor Jiang, pardon my offense!"

Seizing the momentary gap of Jiang Nian's shock, Qiao Yu's hidden fist shot out like a missile, fiercely smashing towards Jiang Nian's abdomen.

However, with Jiang Nian's strength, this punching speed was still too slow for him.

But Jiang Nian was also curious about how strong Qiao Yu's punch was, so he didn't dodge. He merely pushed aside Qiao Yu's blocking left hand, crossed his arms, palms outward, ready to receive Qiao Yu's punch.

"Puff!"

Only a muffled sound was heard, and Qiao Yu's unstoppable punch had been firmly caught by Jiang Nian.

However, Qiao Yu's confident full-power strike was still not enough in front of an Elementary Warlord, and Jiang Nian's footsteps did not retreat an inch.

"It seems I still need to practice more. My full-power strike is just like a child's play in front of the Instructor."

Qiao Yu retracted his fist, his tone slightly disappointed.

His strength had been improving by leaps and bounds these past few days, making him a little overconfident.

Luo Feng and the Young Man in White Robe also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Qiao Yu and the Instructor only had a simple exchange, and the matter did not escalate further.

"A-Yu, stop now. You've made your point, and you've already proven your strength."

Luo Feng advised.

"I told you your strength wasn't enough. You just had to go and compare. Isn't this like 'wielding a big saber in front of Guan Yu'?"

The Young Man in White Robe wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued his previous words.

And the Trainees watching the farce between Qiao Yu and Jiang Nian, not minding making things worse, all started to jeer.

"Kid, if you're weak, practice more!"

"You're even challenging the Instructor, you're really taking yourself too seriously, aren't you!"

"Hey, I remember that kid. He used to follow 'Crazy' around every day. I think his name was something-something Yu. He was always a Junior Trainee before."

"I have some impression too. This kid always rode on 'Crazy's' coattails to observe in the Advanced Trainee area, but he hasn't made any progress."

"A Junior Trainee challenging the Instructor, how dare he?"

Luo Feng saw that the Trainees who were usually polite to him were treating Qiao Yu differently, and a nameless fire rose in his heart.

He knew that in this era, the strong were respected, but that didn't mean the weak couldn't receive respect. He was about to retort to that group of Advanced Trainees when,

"Enough!"

Jiang Nian's furious shout instantly silenced those gossiping Advanced Trainees.