In everyone's mouths, there was praise for Lin Ping'an's actions, as well as regret for his circumstances.
If not for reasons of qualification, they would be extremely willing to invest in such talent.
But without a future, it's not worth the investment, though this doesn't hinder maintaining a friendly attitude.
Not long ago, a battle erupted between two Second Grade Martial Artists, which caught the attention of these high-ranking members of the Martial Arts Association.
Naturally, they went to investigate, and what followed was seen by them all.
It is for this reason that this conversation happened.
Of course, both the principal and Lin Ping'an next to him were well aware of these people's spying and expectations.
After all, he wasn't a mere First Grade Early Stage Martial Artist with 110 cards, but a Third Grade Early Stage strength of over 1700 cards that no one could see through.
A moment later.
The two appeared in the principal's office, where the president of the Celestial Yang City branch of the Martial Arts Association and many high-ranking members were exuding goodwill.
"A hero emerges in youth! Truly a prodigy! The spirit of a hero is undiminished!"
"Well said! Well done! A Martial Artist cannot be insulted!"
"Facing such an insult to parents, yet still not killing, impressive, very impressive! Moral, principled!"
"Worthy of being a prodigy of Celestial Yang City, decisive and without hesitation."
"..."
Anyway, kind words are free, and everyone praised lavishly, one after another, quickly elevating him to the skies.
Listening to these words is one thing, but taking them seriously is to lose.
Regarding this matter, Lin Ping'an did not show the joyous expression of an ordinary high school student, indulging in pride.
Instead, he spoke calmly, with no hint of arrogance in his tone.
"Thank you, seniors, for your praise. Ping'an is undeserving!"
"It's just that the other party's words were excessive, making action unavoidable."
"If possible, I also didn't want such a meaningless conflict."
Seeing this, the goodwill of the people intensified, and the president nodded, speaking cheerfully.
"Not bad! Not bad! About those matters! The principal should have explained it to you in advance!"
"Soon, you might be thrust into the limelight and your reputation might suffer, hoping these resources and compensations will make up for it."
Saying this, he took out a porcelain bottle.
"Here is a bottle of Bone Forging Pill, containing 10 pieces, used to replenish Qi Blood and speed up bone forging."
"Most suitable for use in Lower Third Grades bone forging."
"Later, it will be given as a reward."
"Additionally, there's a 500,000 scholarship as an extra reward."
Upon hearing this, Lin Ping'an nodded, already feeling the sincerity of the other party.
The Bone Forging Pill is worth about 100,000 each, ten pieces make 1 million, plus an additional 500,000 scholarship, it's a total reward worth 1.5 million.
In a small place like Celestial Yang City, it's considered a very generous treatment.
It's far more than imagined.
Of course, to Lin Ping'an, these resources are nothing much.
After all, there are still hundreds of thousands of merit points unused on the Celestial Dao Network, enough to exchange for a massive amount of resources.
In comparison, this mere 1.5 million reward is insignificant.
However, Lin Ping'an doesn't dare to exchange and use them easily, at least not now when his real strength can't be exposed.
Exchanging resources needs to be delivered, making it easy for those with intent to uncover his identity.
With such a vast amount of merit points, even with various rules to restrict, someone might still find a way to seize them.
Lin Ping'an always prefers to view everything with the greatest malice. Before he is prepared, he will not let himself be in a passive position.
Before one's wings are fully grown, it's better to keep a low profile.
As for today's somewhat high-profile behavior, it happened for a reason.
Who asked those guys to be so reckless and insisted on provoking him?
After a brief meeting, the principal let Lin Ping'an return to the class to wait.
Subsequent matters naturally had nothing to do with him.
A moment later.
Lin Ping'an returned to the class, calmly taking his seat, while classmates avoided him in fear.
Especially those who had spoken ill of him behind his back, they trembled in fright, wishing to flee the classroom.
In no time, the area around him became a vacuum zone in the classroom.
To this, Lin Ping'an remained calm, as in his heart, he was no longer on the same level as these classmates.
Have you ever seen an elephant care about the ants at its feet?
And so it is now.
Meanwhile, what happened on the playground that morning spread rapidly.
Almost all students in the school were secretly discussing it.
"Oh my God! This is... terrifying! That... Lin Ping'an's actions were too heavy!"
"So terrifying! Such actions didn't result in anything! Better stay away from him!"
"All limbs broken? Doesn't that mean he can't take the martial exam this year?"
"More than that! Without spending a huge amount, he might stay disabled!"
"..."
Outside the medical room, Zheng Di bit his teeth looking at the miserable scene inside, leaving in anger.
A moment later, in a secluded place, he immediately took out his phone.
The first number he dialed was to Zhou Qiang's uncle, Zhou Shang, a Third Grade Martial Artist at the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall in the neighboring city.
"Hello! Brother Zhou! Xiaoqiang is in trouble! All his limbs are broken!"
"..."
"It's someone named Lin Ping'an, who's an orphan and barely a First Grade."
"..."
"If it wasn't for his class teacher, a Second Grade Martial Artist named Li Xue, I would have avenged Xiaoqiang long ago..."
"..."
A few minutes later, the call ended, and a slight satisfaction appeared on Zheng Di's face.
"Hmph! Little brat! Let's see how you survive!"
"But Brother Zhou needs until tomorrow to reach Celestial Yang, so let's cause you some more trouble."
Saying this, he made calls to the other parents of those students once more.
While recounting the events, he deliberately emphasized the broken limbs while skimming over the cause.
As a result, the parents were immediately furious and set off for the school.
Their purpose was naturally to check on the child's condition and to make trouble for Lin Ping'an.
After finishing the calls, Zheng Di breathed a sigh of relief, feeling very pleased.
"Although these families don't have Martial Artists, a bunch of ordinary people causing trouble is enough to trouble that Lin Ping'an."
"I don't believe he dares to make a move again?"
"..."
Meanwhile.
In the neighboring city, at the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall.
A muscular Martial Artist with a fierce aura angrily smashed the sandbag in front of him with a punch.
"Damn it! Lin Ping'an? Bastard! I'll kill you!"
Then.
After the roar.
Zhou Shang's face twisted in anger, and he stormed out, steps hurried as he left.