19: Chapter 19 Now there's no way to prove my innocence.

"What a clean and swift kick!"

Compared to the fact that Wang Minghui had been kicked flying, Ma Jingyuan's attention was entirely focused on the kick Chen Moxuan had just delivered.

With his discerning eye, he naturally recognized that what Chen Moxuan had used was the Flying Swallow Springing Leg.

This Martial Skill was not rare, as leg strength was usually heavier than fist strength, and leg-based Martial Skills were more powerful in Early Stage combat; for many martial arts students, it was the first Martial Skill they practiced.

There were many students who had practiced the Flying Swallow Springing Leg to Major Achievement, but Chen Moxuan's movements were clearly sharper and faster than theirs, faintly carrying a sense of Perfection.

Clearly, this was yet another Martial Skill practiced to Perfection!

"I may have still underestimated this kid's talent," Ma Jingyuan thought to himself.

Talent for Cultivate the martial path could be divided into physical talent and martial arts talent.

Chen Moxuan's physical talent was not outstanding, but being able to master two Martial Skills to Perfection at this age, Chen Moxuan's martial arts talent could already be included in the ranks of martial arts Geniuses.

"If I had provided him with sufficient Cultivate resources earlier, perhaps the Human Race could have gained another Genius who practiced Martial Youth to Major Achievement while in the Blood Accumulation Realm..."

Martial Youth could be called the bible for entry-level Martial Artists precisely because it had a low floor but an extremely high ceiling.

Being able to practice Martial Youth to Major Achievement in the Blood Accumulation Realm, besides having one's Cultivate speed increased dozens of times, the quality of the Qi and blood nurtured would also exceed that of ordinary people.

Compared to other Martial Artists of the same Realm, one would have a natural advantage in terms of cultivation, and would also receive immense benefits in future Breakthroughs of their Realm.

Ma Jingyuan felt a bit of regret; why did he worry about Chen Moxuan's self-esteem back then and not just force-feed him the Cultivate resources?

If his previous statement that Chen Moxuan would become a future Grandmaster of the Human Race had carried some encouraging nature, now he was certain of it.

This student—even if it meant betting his teaching career, he had to make his martial path smoother.

"How dare you hit me?!" Wang Minghui's roar echoed inside the office.

He had been mingling in the circles of power for many years, and everything he encountered involved methods of backstabbing people in the shadows.

Moreover, in all these years at the school, what student didn't have to greet him upon seeing him? Even if they were dissatisfied, they would dare to be angry but not speak.

Within the school, his influence was enough to affect the life of an ordinary martial arts student without a background.

Right now, he had actually been kicked so directly by a student, and for a moment, he was somewhat dazed.

Immediately following that, a stinging sensation came from his face, and Wang Minghui felt a warm and moist sensation beginning to spread across the tip of his nose, with a metallic, rusty smell.

Wang Minghui subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and what he touched was a patch of slick, bright red.

"I should say, as expected of a Vice Principal, your face is truly thick."

Chen Moxuan examined Wang Minghui's injuries and nodded slightly.

Although the Flying Swallow Springing Leg was only a Yellow-grade low-level Martial Skill, he had practiced it to Perfection, and the force of the kick was nearly 2,000 kilograms.

Taking it head-on and actually only getting a nosebleed—this Wang Minghui's face was probably capable of stopping small-caliber pistols.

"Chen Moxuan! You dare to assault a Vice Principal? I will definitely expel you from the school!" Tearing off his usual mask of being easygoing, Wang Minghui roared at Chen Moxuan like a mad wild dog.

Facing Wang Minghui's roaring, Chen Moxuan only smiled faintly:

"Isn't this you recognizing your elder?"

"Assaulting a Vice Principal? Is there any evidence? Who saw it?"

Chen Moxuan imitated Wang Minghui's previous tone and said exaggeratedly,

"How about we check the surveillance cameras? Oh no, Vice Principal Wang seems to be quite private and didn't install cameras in the office, right?" Chen Moxuan looked around and spread his hands,

"Now there is no way to prove my innocence."

"However, if everyone comes to slander me, and I have to prove my innocence every time, then should I even bother practicing martial arts?"

Listening to Chen Moxuan's words, Wang Minghui's eyes were about to burst into flames.

Everything Chen Moxuan said was exactly what he had just said.

"Evidence! Isn't what's on my face obvious enough?!" Wang Minghui pointed to the shoe print on his face.

"Perhaps Vice Principal Wang thought my shoe looked good and wanted to stamp it as a souvenir?"

"Damn it!" Facing such shameless words, Wang Minghui finally couldn't help but curse.

Wang Minghui stepped forward, vaulted directly over the desk, and rushed towards Chen Moxuan with a swift figure. A palm like an iron pincer suddenly shot out, intending to directly grab Chen Moxuan's mouth.

Chen Moxuan leaped into the air again, his figure light and agile, like a flying swallow soaring through the sky. He skillfully turned sideways in mid-air, elegantly dodging Wang Minghui's swift grab.

Immediately after, he bent his leg and sprang, delivering a sharp and peerless kick that accurately struck Wang Minghui's side profile.

Besides being fast in execution, the Flying Swallow Springing Leg also contained an exquisite Dao of counter-attacking, capable of finding openings in the enemy's offense, borrowing strength to strike back, and converting the opponent's momentum into kinetic energy for a counter-attack.

Under Chen Moxuan's exquisite control, it was as if Wang Minghui had crashed into Chen Moxuan's kick himself, with his forward momentum even being converted into force striking himself.

The power of this kick was even several points stronger than before.

However, this force, which was stronger than when he had previously kicked Wang Minghui flying, this time only caused Wang Minghui's head to tilt to the side.

A terrifying Aura suddenly erupted from within Wang Minghui's body, and a layer of faint golden light suddenly appeared on his skin, like armor appearing out of thin air.

Chen Moxuan felt his attack being completely absorbed by the golden light, so he quickly retracted his leg and stepped back several paces to adjust his stance.

The intensity of the Qi he sensed from Wang Minghui was a grade stronger than when he had faced Lin Muhan in her human form.

Clearly, Wang Minghui's martial cultivation was at least above the Second Realm, Fourth Stage, and possibly even Late Stage of the Second Realm.

After all, Wang Minghui was a Vice Principal of a martial arts school; if he truly didn't have some strength, he wouldn't have been able to sit in this position.

Chen Moxuan stepped forward, spread his arms, his Qi and blood surging throughout his body, and thrust his right fist out from his waist.

The fist peak carried a booming sound, like a thunderbolt, striking straight at Wang Minghui's chest.

The hidden energy containing the power of vibration penetrated through the fist, but when the hidden energy encountered the golden light flowing over Wang Minghui's body, it was like sinking into a boundless quagmire.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the golden light, flickering and dimming slightly, before it absorbed all of the hidden energy.

This Thunder Shock Punch actually only made Wang Minghui take a few steps back!

"This move is called the Golden Tortoise Tyrant Body Technique, kid!"

Having unleashed his proud Martial Skill, Wang Minghui regained his usual composure.

"A Yellow-grade Intermediate Martial Skill unleashed by mere Blood Accumulation Realm cultivation can only tickle me."

"If one punch doesn't work, I'll just hit you a few more times."

Perhaps due to the nature of the Martial Skill, he felt that after Wang Minghui unleashed the Golden Tortoise Tyrant Body Technique, his movements were significantly slower, and his speed was not even as fast as Lin Muhan, who was at the Second Realm, Third Stage.

Relying on his Void Body Step at Perfection, Wang Minghui was just a punching bag to him.

"Do you really think I can only stand here and take a beating?"

Suddenly, the golden light on Wang Minghui's body seemed to have a consciousness of its own, squirming on its own, and a fist shadow shot out from his chest.

The Golden Tortoise Tyrant Body Technique had actually reflected all the force Chen Moxuan had previously struck with!

Chen Moxuan knew very little about True Qi and Xuan-grade Martial Arts.

In the past, [All-Things Calculation] performed predictions by observing the opponent's movements, but Wang Minghui didn't make any movements; it was a completely spontaneous counter-attack of True Qi.

With incomplete information, [All-Things Calculation] could not predict this attack.

"If I can't dodge, I won't dodge!"

Chen Moxuan mobilized the Qi and blood in his body with all his might, preparing to unleash the Thunder Shock Punch to strike the weak point of the fist shadow from the side and knock it away.

At the critical moment, a figure intervened in front of him, throwing a punch with one arm and shattering the golden fist shadow directly.

The person who made the move was none other than Ma Jingyuan.

"Ma Jingyuan, do you know what you are doing?"

Wang Minghui narrowed his eyes, his gaze chilling.

"The student taught by your class is unruly in character, corrupts the law and violates discipline, and publicly assaults school leadership. Not only do you not discipline him, but you even dare to obstruct me?"

"I think your qualification as an Advanced teacher needs to be re-evaluated."

"Wang Minghui." Ma Jingyuan said in a low voice, his slightly furrowed brow revealing a sharpness,

"Having stayed at the school for too long, I actually went along with your rhetoric and got hung up on that so-called evidence."

"My student actually reminded me that I had made simple things too complicated."

"At least for now, here..."

Ma Jingyuan took a step that shattered the ground, and the next instant, he was already in front of Wang Minghui.

"It is enough if I can beat you down."

As his words fell, a palm, like a Dragon emerging from the sea, instantly struck Wang Minghui's center.

Like dry weeds being swept away, the previously iron-clad golden protective light shattered instantly, turning into specks of light and dissipating into the air.

Wang Minghui's figure slammed heavily into the office desk behind him, and wood chips flew everywhere; this solid wooden desk, made of tough timber, could no longer withstand the impact and split into several pieces.

With his protective Martial Skill directly broken, and under the backlash of True Qi, Wang Minghui's body twitched slightly, his face pale as paper, and a mouthful of fresh blood gushed from his mouth.

Clearly, he was already seriously injured!