Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 654: Trouble! (Third Update)

Madness! Complete madness!!

Principal Tan actually knelt to Qin Heng! Just because of Qin Heng's words, he truly knelt before this freshman!

How is this possible?! How could this possibly be?!

Everyone in the classroom was stunned, completely dumbfounded, unable to believe what they were seeing!

Beyond imagination! Incomprehensible! Incredible! It was truly too incredible!!

HISS!

Many people sucked in a sharp breath, their eyeballs nearly popping out, shocked to the extreme!

A buzz of discussion erupted!

"Holy shit! What's going on?!"

"Am I seeing things, or am I hallucinating?!"

"Principal Tan is kneeling to Qin Heng!!"

"Oh my God! This is impossible!!"

Chen Lang also looked utterly flabbergasted. Staring at Tan Wenhe on the ground, his mind buzzed, his thoughts a complete mess!

What is this situation?! How could this happen? How could such a thing be possible?!

"Do you know why I'm making you kneel?" Qin Heng looked indifferently at Tan Wenhe and said, "Beijing University has a professor who looks down on Chinese culture. This is a failure of your duty."

"Yes, yes, Young Master Qin Heng is right! It's all due to my lack of strict supervision, all my fault!" Tan Wenhe was sweating profusely and trembling with nervousness as he said, "I will definitely deal with him severely! Very severely!"

The people around were even more shocked now!

Holy shit! So this is the big shot from Beijing University! Scared into this state in front of Qin Heng!

Oh my God! Who on earth is he? So impressive!

"Principal Tan! Principal Tan! What are you doing?!" Chen Lang looked at Tan Wenhe incredulously, his voice shaking with shock. He pointed at Qin Heng and said to Tan Wenhe, "You are the Principal of Beijing University! A major figure on par with a provincial leader, an executive of an educational institution, the country's most renowned scholar! How, how can you, how can you kneel to such a piece of trash?!

Why?! Why is this happening?!"

In Chen Lang's eyes, students like Qin Heng who defended Chinese culture, believing in its unmatched splendor, were stubborn pieces of trash who would achieve nothing in the future!

SLAP!!

Tan Wenhe slapped Chen Lang across the face, his expression extremely somber. "Chen Lang!" he seethed. "Who gave you the gall to call Young Master Qin Heng a piece of trash?! What do you think you are?!"

BANG!!

Chen Lang was sent tumbling to the ground by the slap, overturning a table. His head smashed against its corner, and he started bleeding profusely. He collapsed to the ground, paralyzed, his face covered in blood.

Why? Why is this happening?! Chen Lang's gaze fixed on Tan Wenhe. "Principal Tan!" he said. "You are the Principal of Beijing University! This guy... who exactly is he? What kind of status does he have that he could make you kneel?!"

In Chen Lang's heart, Tan Wenhe was undoubtedly a lofty and powerful figure. There were very few people in all of China who could make Tan Wenhe apprehensive. As the Principal of Beijing University, he had almost reached the pinnacle in the field of education!

But now, Tan Wenhe was actually kneeling before a first-year student. How could such a thing happen!?

"Who is Young Master Qin Heng?" Tan Wenhe glanced at Chen Lang, his face devoid of any sympathy for the injured man, and sneered, "You are not worthy of knowing!

All you need to know is that Young Master Qin Heng is someone you cannot afford to provoke, and neither can I! His status is simply beyond your imagination!"

How is this possible? How could this be?! Chen Lang's face turned deathly pale, his spirit seemingly shattered. He had never imagined that by trying to deal with an ordinary student, he would end up offending such an unimaginable big shot!

It was as if he had initially intended to casually crush an ant, only to discover upon acting that it wasn't an ant at all, but an Ancestral Tyrant Dragon that could trample him to death with a single stomp!

Now, Chen Lang regretted his actions so much his guts were turning green, but it was too late. By this point, even a fool would know he was completely, utterly finished!

Nevertheless, deep down he still clung to a glimmer of hope!

THUMP!

Chen Lang knelt before Tan Wenhe, begging desperately, "Principal Tan, save me! Please, save me! I was wrong! I admit my mistake!"

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Tan Wenhe's tone was icy. "The one you should be begging right now isn't me, but Young Master Qin Heng!"

"Beg... beg Qin Heng..."

Chen Lang's face grew even paler, filled with unwillingness. Just a few minutes ago, I was the esteemed professor, and now I have to beg for mercy from this freshman! Why? Oh, why?!

But considering that Qin Heng was someone even the Principal of Beijing University admitted he couldn't afford to offend, no matter how unwilling he felt, Chen Lang had no choice but to turn to kneel to Qin Heng.

However, just as Chen Lang turned to Qin Heng and was about to kneel, he immediately felt an invisible force rushing towards him, as if he were being hit by a speeding truck!

BOOM!

Chen Lang was sent flying sideways, as if an invisible hand had thrown him. He crashed hard into the classroom wall, and a series of CRACKING sounds came from his body!

It was the sound of bones breaking!

"AHHHH!" Chen Lang screamed, falling to the ground in agony.

Most of his bones were broken. He writhed on the floor, his face contorted, his body convulsing, and cold sweat pouring down him. His limbs were twisted at unnatural angles as he experienced excruciating pain.

"Insects like you are not worthy to kneel before me," Qin Heng said indifferently, his eyes fixed on his phone, not even glancing at Chen Lang. "Tan Wenhe, you may go. Remember to dispose of this blind fool."

"Yes! Yes! Absolutely! Thank you, Young Master Qin, for your leniency!"

HISS!

The people in the classroom couldn't help but gasp, utterly astonished!

"So domineering!"

"Qin Heng is way too powerful!"

"Is this the power of a Martial Artist? So impressive! Coach, I want to learn martial arts too!"

"You can't even stick to a workout routine! What martial arts are you going to learn?"

"So amazing! So cool!"

Many students were in awe. The classroom was full of students, none very old, around seventeen or eighteen, and they all admired such displays of powerful individual martial ability.

Quite a few girls were already plotting how to get close to Qin Heng, hoping to get into his good graces and perhaps have him teach them martial arts.

Of course, the "necessary" physical contact that might occur during martial arts training was precisely what they were looking forward to!

TAP! TAP! TAP!

Just then, a series of urgent footsteps came from outside the classroom.

Nie Rongrong jogged in. Upon seeing Chen Lang screaming on the ground and Tan Wenhe kneeling, she paused for a moment, then chose to ignore them. She went to Qin Heng and said in a low voice, "Qin Heng, this is bad, really bad! You have to get out of here! My sister... my sister has crossed over from Mount Tu to find me, and she wants to see you! She's a genuine Saint!"