Hearing these words, Zheng Di immediately spoke up.
"Principal, this Lin Ping'an openly committed violence on campus, severely injuring several students in my class, including Zhou Qiang."
"And his homeroom teacher, Li Xue, covered it up and prevented me from capturing him."
"These are the facts!"
Li Xue was furious upon hearing this, glaring and shouting loudly.
"Nonsense! The truth hasn't been investigated yet! I believe Lin Ping'an wouldn't act without reason."
"Moreover, you were so vicious, I naturally wouldn't allow it."
The next moment.
Zheng Di gritted his teeth and angrily retorted.
"Vicious? Not as vicious as you! Look at the injuries on me, do you dare to speak like that?"
At the side, the principal's face turned cold, scanning them with a piercing gaze, instantly suppressing the two with his aura.
Then, he shifted his gaze to the serene and handsome figure in front.
"Lin Ping'an, what do you have to say about this?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Ping'an calmly and steadily replied.
"These people provoked me first, insulting my parents. Not killing them on the spot was already showing mercy."
Hearing this, Zheng Di couldn't help but shout angrily.
"Damn it! Just for this small matter, you acted so ruthlessly? Lin Ping'an, you openly hurt people in broad daylight, you simply disregard the Martial Arts Association's prohibitions."
"Surrender quickly and await trial!"
"Otherwise, to uphold the dignity of the Martial Arts Association, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Homeroom teacher Li Xue turned pale, her eyes filled with an inexplicable sense of worry.
But Lin Ping'an, unhurriedly, reached into his pocket and took out a certificate a few seconds later.
"I remember the Martial Arts Association's prohibition includes a rule where a Martial Artist harming ordinary people without cause is a serious crime, but there is also a rule allowing unlimited counterattacks when provoked by ordinary people."
"This includes verbal attacks. These people insulted my parents, and my response to kill them did not violate any rules."
"Besides, I showed restraint!"
"A Martial Artist cannot be humiliated; this is a universal truth."
"According to Teacher Zheng's logic, I was too merciful and should have killed them on the spot."
"Only then can the dignity of the Martial Arts Association's prohibition be upheld."
This moral high ground and intimidation has no effect on Lin Ping'an.
At this moment, using the same method back at them left the opponent flushed with anger.
For a while, Zheng Di was stunned, casting an incredulous glance.
"You... you... you're actually a First Grade Martial Artist? And you... you've been certified?"
"Damn! You weren't planning on a second Body Tempering but chose to break through after the first?"
In fact, Zheng Di never expected any of this.
He knew about Lin Ping'an's Qi Blood being at 110 cards.
But in his expectations, the other party definitely wouldn't break through easily but would cultivate further to 115 cards for a second Body Tempering before breaking into First Grade.
This was normal logic and thought.
Unfortunately, he guessed wrong from the start.
Who would have thought someone, upon reaching 100 cards of Qi Blood, would choose to break through after the first Body Tempering, becoming arguably the weakest type of First Grade Martial Artist.
Such self-destructive behavior wasn't something a proud high school student would typically do.
That's why there was an oversight.
Originally, what Zheng Di wanted to say wasn't the rule about Martial Artists not hurting ordinary people without cause.
But rather, the rule that unprovoked severe injury among ordinary people is considered a serious crime.
But now, faced with the other prohibitions Lin Ping'an brought up, his previous argument naturally collapsed.
Moreover, as Lin Ping'an said, not killing them directly was indeed showing mercy.
At this moment, Zheng Di was furious but helpless, clenching his fists and silently seething.
It's not terrifying if a hooligan cheats; it's terrifying if the hooligan is cultured.
Although Lin Ping'an isn't a hooligan, he's indeed more cultured than anyone else.
Or rather, he's more thorough in his actions and more adept at finding loopholes in the rules.
Now, with a few words, he's cleared himself of all accusations.
Even Zhou Qiang and others with broken limbs should kneel and thank him for sparing their lives.
On the other side, although the principal had anticipated this outcome, he still couldn't help but sigh.
He originally thought Lin Ping'an was just a cunning fox, but didn't expect him to be so ruthless.
Previously formed impressions made it hard to see his true nature.
Indeed.
Childhood experiences truly shape one's character significantly.
After contemplating briefly, the principal reined in his thoughts, waving his hand.
"Alright! Let's leave it at that, Teacher Zheng. Take your students to the medical room."
"Notify their parents and inform them of the whole incident; this is also your responsibility!"
"Lin Ping'an, come with me, someone wishes to see you."
However, at this moment, Zheng Di spoke up again, questioning.
"Wait, principal, we can't just listen to his side of the story."
"What about the alleged insults to his parents?"
"Is there really any evidence of that?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Ping'an slightly turned his head, calmly taking out a recorder from his pocket.
"Evidence?"
"Does the camera over there, which recorded the whole scene, count?"
"Do the classmates who witnessed the entire situation count?"
"Does this recording of the entire process count?"
Witnesses and material evidence, both video and audio, all present, it was an ironclad case.
His words nearly defeated Zheng Di on the spot.
Especially after pulling out the recorder, it left Zheng Di in a daze.
Who carries a recorder with them all the time?
Damn!
This is such an unusual way of thinking!
At the side, the principal and other homeroom teachers shared similar stunned expressions.
Then, Lin Ping'an continued calmly.
"Teacher Zheng, your concern, could it mean you were somehow involved in this?"
"Did Zhou Qiang and the others provoke and insult on your orders?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Di burst out, waving his hands to deny it.
"What? No! Absolutely not! I'm not that kind of despicable person! What they did has nothing to do with me."
The next moment, Lin Ping'an nodded.
"Oh! As long as it's not true."
With that said, he put the recorder away and prepared to move on.
After taking a few steps, he even turned back to call out to someone still bewildered.
"Principal! Let's go! Didn't you say someone wanted to see me? Let's not keep them waiting."
"Ah! Oh!"
On the way, Lin Ping'an remained silent, walking as if nothing happened.
Not far away, in the principal's office on the upper floor, the Celestial Yang City branch president of the Martial Arts Association was discussing with the higher-ups.
The focus of the conversation was the incident involving Lin Ping'an.
"Brave and resourceful, meticulous in thought—it's a pity his talent isn't stronger!"
"Measured and steadfast, but sadly his potential is capped, with no hope of reaching Middle Grade Martial Artist in this lifetime."
"..."