Zhou Peng

Omi turned to look at Zhang Hui and said, "Teacher Zhang, if there's nothing wrong, I'll go back to class first, don't worry, you won't die, you'll be able to stand up in half an hour at most, I'll leave first, goodbye."

Omi turned around and walked out of the office.

"Wait." The teaching director was busy chasing after him.

The teaching director took Zhang Hui's office door in passing as he chased out of the doorway. Zhang Hui fell to the ground convulsing and foaming at the mouth, but no one paid any attention to him.

When the Director of Teaching went out of the office to chase after Omi, he found that Omi had disappeared at the end of the corridor of the school building.

The Director of Teaching said in his heart, "I will not give up, as long as I have the perseverance to show 100% sincerity, I don't believe I can't move him. I don't believe I can't move him. This Omi is definitely a genius who can be compared to the top ten geniuses in the school. It would be great if I could worship such a student as my teacher. Even our headmaster can only learn two moves from the tenth-ranked Wei Ming."

At this moment, on the sixth floor of the teachers' building, the principal's office.

The headmaster was having a conversation with a student.

"Wei Ming, I'm really sorry, I thought Song Daitian would definitely hire you as his daughter's personal bodyguard. "The principal said apologetically.

Wei Ming smiled with a lost face, "It's fine, it's nothing to do with you."

The principal said, "I thought that with my personal relationship with Song Daitian, he would have hired you, but I didn't expect that it was a miscalculation. It was a surprise that that there is a guy he admitted from the mountain."

Wei Ming said, "That person's name is Liu Yue, I heard that Song Daitian's father found her."

The principal patted Wei Ming's shoulder and comforted him, "Think about it, just because you didn't become Song Yu'er's bodyguard, doesn't mean you don't have a chance to catch up with her. You're our Baiyun High School, the tenth ranked genius expert in martial arts, how many rich merchants are thinking of recruiting you, and there will be plenty of beauties for you to chase after."

"Oh. "Wei Ming smiled bitterly, now all he could think about was Song Yu'er, how could he listen to the principal's comfort.

The principal sighed, "Wei Ming, be cheerful ah, you're not in a good mood these days, you don't need to teach me martial arts training, you can teach me again when you're back in a good mood."

Even though he was the headmaster, there was no way to learn martial arts, but with his status as headmaster, he could at least make friends with Wei Ming, who was ranked tenth in Baiyun High School, and learn a move or two from Wei Ming. Unlike that teaching director, he could only look for teachers like Zhang Hui who could do some martial arts, but even Zhang Hui didn't give him face. Zhang Hui's martial arts skills were a far cry from the tenth ranked genius expert, Wei Ming. Every one of the top ten ranked experts at Baiyun High School was extraordinary.

The headmaster had taken care of Wei Ming like a nephew, recommending him to be Song Daitian's daughter's bodyguard and arranging all sorts of activities for him that would be beneficial to his martial arts growth.

Wei Ming shook his head and said, "Headmaster Zhou, one size fits all, I can't delay teaching you martial arts just because I'm not in a good relationship."

"Thank you then. "The headmaster smiled.

"No need, Headmaster, I'll go back to my class first then."

"Good."

Wei Ming left the principal's office.

Wei Ming walked down the school building and saw Omi looking around in front of him, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he recognized Omi as the person who went with him to Song Daitian's interview yesterday.

"It's you, what are you doing here? "Wei Ming asked indifferently.

"Hey, it's you, brother Wei. "Omi was busy greeting Wei Ming with a smile after seeing him.

"You're also a student from Baiyun High School? "Wei Ming asked with an expressionless face.

"Yes, Brother Wei, you're also a student at Baiyun High School, what a coincidence."

"Hmph. "Wei Ming huffed and walked away without answering Omi.

"Ugh. "Omi touched his nose, as if he hadn't offended this Wei Ming, right?

After walking a few steps, Wei Ming suddenly turned back to Omi and said, "Is your name Omi?"

"Yes, Brother Wei, is there anything you need me to instruct you on?"

Wei Ming's eyebrows furrowed with some anger, "Joke, I need you to instruct me? What ability do you have to instruct me?"

"Oh, I thought that Brother Wei had suddenly turned back and had something to teach you, but since this is a misunderstanding, I hope Brother Wei will forgive me. "Omi smiled.

Wei Ming said, "Omi, I heard that you took advantage of Song Yu'er."

"Uh, Brother Wei, what do you mean by that?"

"Omi, I'm warning you, don't let there be a next time, or I won't spare you."

"How can't I be spared?"

Wei Ming said coldly, "Blow you out of the water."

Omi rolled his eyes and said in his heart, "Is everyone in this world so narcissistic?"

The person that Omi could take care of with one hand actually dared to say that he would beat him up, but Omi just laughed with disdain.

Omi returned to Senior 3 Class 5, as soon as Omi walked into the class, everyone's eyes looked at Omi, the class was quiet and filled with a strange atmosphere.

A voice came out, "Omi, come here."

Omi looked up, only to see a boy calling out to him.

This boy was sturdy and looked like a martial arts trainer, but his martial arts skills Omi felt very rookie level right away, if it was in his world, a rookie of this level wouldn't be qualified to talk to Omi. But now that we were classmates, Omi loved to make friends, this was something that everyone knew, so Omi walked over without thinking anything.

Omi smiled in a friendly manner and said, "Hello classmate, you called me over, is there anything you need my guidance on?"

That student's face smacked and he said angrily, "Omi, are you instructing me?"

"Uh, this student, we're strangers, you didn't call me here to instruct you, is there anything else?"

"Omi, I'm not in the mood to play games with you. I heard that you know martial arts, but you've been pretending to compare all this time."

Omi laughed, "Yes, I used to pretend to be compared. "Omi said without blinking an eye.

Originally, he couldn't explain why he suddenly knew martial arts, but now he found that using the word 'pretending to be', he could explain it away in a flash, and in the future, when he encountered anything that couldn't be explained, he would use pretending to be to explain it all, and mom would no longer have to worry about him being suspected.

The one in the front row of Omi, Zhu Xiaobin, shouted, "Zhou Peng, throw him to the trash, and avenge me."

When Omi heard Zhu Xiaobin's shout, he realized that this classmate was that Zhou Peng, the strongest of the three people who could do martial arts in Senior 3 Class 5.

Zhou Peng looked at Omi angrily, "Omi, since you know martial arts, it's easy, and don't say that I'm bullying you, the rules of the Jianghu, single combat."

Omi smiled, "So you're Zhou Peng, the one with the highest martial arts skills in our class."

"Omi, don't play dumb with me, fight one-on-one, do you hear me? "Zhou Peng yelled, annoyed that Omi always forked out with him, as if he didn't take his words about singling him out at all.