Seeing that neither of them paid her any attention, Dongfang Guochán was both angry and furious. She decided to ignore them.
The Douluo Platform of the "Soul Resonance Heavenly Academy"...
A crowd of onlookers exclaimed, "Is the Bright Emperor going to fight? Hurry and go watch!"
All the strong cultivators rushed over...
A group of weaker individuals remarked, "If he can't handle him, he probably won't last three moves."
"Three moves? I think just one."
"Who's here? Teacher Ling'er! My dream goddess!"
Piao Ling'er also arrived, indignant, "What nonsense are you spouting? To witness the Bright Emperor in action even once is an immense honor you couldn't earn in three lifetimes!"
Jie Zhiming put on his magical artifact gauntlets and eagerly said, "Be careful. Don't say I bullied you. Everyone makes mistakes, and even a horse can stumble. If I accidentally kill you, it won't be good."
Ming Zhitian coldly sneered, standing with his hands behind his back. "I'll let you use both your hands and feet. Go ahead and attack."
"You're asking for death!"
Jie Zhiming gathered his strength, lunged forward, and threw a punch at Ming Zhitian's face!
Ming Zhitian remained motionless. As the punch neared him, just 0.01 cm away, it suddenly stopped and then recoiled!
"Pfft!..."
Jie Zhiming spat out a mouthful of blood forty meters into the air, his right hand instantly shattered!
He stomped his feet and angrily unleashed his left fist, "Ancient River Divine Fist!"
"Bang!"
The fist, carrying a powerful orange spiritual energy, struck in front of Ming Zhitian. It still didn't advance, as if hitting an invisible wall!
Then came another recoil! Jie Zhiming's left hand was ruined!
He stomped his legs again. Ming Zhitian remained completely still, standing in the same spot.
Jie Zhiming was furious!
Ming Zhitian advised, "I suggest you keep your feet for your old age."
Jie Zhiming acted as if he hadn't heard, stubbornly persisting!
"Bang!"
"Pfft!......."
Jie Zhiming refused to believe it. Even though his legs were also broken, he still had his iron head skill!
Ming Zhitian shook his head. "A skull."
"Bang!"
Jie Zhiming rammed his head into the space before Ming Zhitian. It was like an egg hitting steel, instantly breaking his head and making him cry out in pain!
He was truly desperate to win a smile from a beauty. However, not only did he fail to get a smile, he didn't even earn Dongfang Guochán's sympathy.
"Teacher Jie is at the eighth level of the Martial Cultivation Awakening Realm, and he lost just like that?"
The crowd below was already boiling with excitement, "Is this even human? It's clearly a god!"
Ming Zhitian exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the entire Black Tortoise Stone Douluo Platform collapsed!
"What the...!?"
Ming Zhitian glanced at the collapsing Douluo Platform behind him. "This is really shoddy construction. What kind of construction team did you hire?"
The instructors were dumbfounded...
Medical staff carried away the crippled Jie Zhiming on a stretcher. Dongfang Guochán slowly walked towards Ming Zhitian. Ming Zhitian looked up, "Are you here to hold me accountable? He provoked me first."
Dongfang Guochán gently shook her head and extended her slender, fair, and tender jade-like hand. "Let's reintroduce ourselves, Dongfang Guochán."
Ming Zhitian extended his hand to clasp hers. "Ming Zhitian."
Dongfang Guochán smiled gracefully. "You're truly amazing."
Ming Zhitian glanced at her. "You flatter me. I'll take my leave."
"Leaving so soon?" Dongfang Guochán asked.
Ming Zhitian nodded. "Yes, it's getting late. I'll say goodbye to Dean Dongfang and then leave."
Dongfang Guochán replied, "Just in time, let's go together."
They walked together to the dean's office. Dongfang Min'er had just returned and instructed the vice-dean beside her, "That's enough for today. You can go."
"Yes!"
Dongfang Min'er ushered them in and sat down.
Ming Zhitian asked, "What's wrong? Are you very busy lately?"
Dongfang Min'er smiled slightly. "Nothing much, just some minor matters. Do you think everyone is as leisurely as you are?"