Qin Heng slowly stepped onto the stage, lightly patting Chu Yun's shoulder, and smiled. "You did very well. Go down for now; there will be a reward later."

"Re-reward," Chu Yun blushed slightly, her eyes shimmering like autumn waters, her mind starting to wander. She stepped down from the stage, looking up at Qin Heng on the stage with adoration.

Just now, it was solely because of Qin Heng's support that she was able to throw such a powerful punch. Qin Heng is truly so impressive!

"Coward! You finally dare to come up!" Lucas's eyes were bloodshot, as if he were looking at a mortal enemy. He said, "I know, that punch the woman threw just now must have been your doing. Did you give her some kind of banned substance? You animal! Trash!"

Immediately, the surrounding crowd was in an uproar, all looking toward Chu Yun with concern. Even some physicians ran over, intending to examine her.

"I'm fine!" Chu Yun dodged them and said to Lucas on the stage, "Don't talk nonsense! Qin Heng didn't give me anything!"

The physicians were still somewhat worried. However, Principal Li Hecai stepped forward and stopped them.

"Lucas, have you heard of 'Journey to the West'?" Qin Heng stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calm, revealing neither joy nor anger, and said lightly, "It tells a story where the county magistrate of Fengxian in the Tianzhu Kingdom overturned the offering table and fed the tributes to dogs, which enraged the Heavenly Emperor.

Therefore, the Heavenly Emperor ordered the Thunder God, the Mother of Lightning, and the Dragon Kings to withhold rain from Fengxian County. Moreover, in the Pixiang Hall of the Heavenly Palace, a mountain of rice and a mountain of flour were set up, each with a golden lock. In front of the rice mountain was a chicken the size of a fist. In front of the flour mountain was a golden-haired pug. A lamp hung below the golden locks, its flame licking at the chains.

Only when the chicken had pecked all the rice, the pug had licked all the flour, and the lamp flame had burned through the lock, could rain fall on Fengxian County."

The people in the gymnasium were bewildered. Why was Qin Heng suddenly talking about 'Journey to the West,' especially at this moment? Does this American even understand what he's saying?

"What are you trying to say!" Lucas clenched his fists, grinding his teeth in rage. He wished he could immediately attack and beat Qin Heng senseless. He roared, "Stop talking nonsense! Come on! Fight!"

"Barbarians are indeed barbarians; their wisdom is flawed," Qin Heng sighed softly, looking at Lucas as if he were looking at a monkey, and said coolly, "The Fengxian County magistrate overturning the offerings was a trivial matter. But because it involved the Heavenly Emperor, it became a calamity that afflicted the entire county. You, Lucas, go around challenging others and acting arrogantly. Ordinarily, that wouldn't be much. But causing trouble at Tianhai No.1 Middle School involves me. Therefore, all of you will suffer!"

"You're comparing yourself to the Heavenly Emperor!" Lucas was clearly stunned, saying somewhat incredulously, "Your Chinese Heavenly Emperor... that should be equivalent to our God. Are you saying you *are* God?"

No one had ever dared to say such a thing; anyone who had was already dead!

"I'm merely telling you a principle," Qin Heng said, slightly lifting his chin with a cold smirk. "Besides, the Heavenly Emperor once sought my guidance in cultivation. Jehovah is just a barbarian's foreign god, a mere ant, not even qualified to meet me. How are they worthy of being compared to me?"

A dead silence fell. Nearly two thousand pairs of eyes in the gymnasium turned to Qin Heng.

Holy shit! That's too arrogant! So damn awesome!

Hearing Qin Heng's words, many students gaped, their jaws nearly unhinged. Some were even frightened enough to fall to the ground.

"You, you, you!!" Lucas was so enraged he was speechless. With a roar, his muscles bulged. He looked like a humanoid beast as he aimed a punch at Qin Heng's head!

He was extremely confident in this strike. Even a five-centimeter-thick steel plate would be pierced by this punch!

This Qin Heng will either die or be crippled!

Seeing Lucas's momentum, Zhou Hong immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He had sparred with Lucas before and knew all too well how terrifying his strength was! A single arm extension probably generated close to two thousand pounds of force! He was practically a monster! Now, this punch, thrown with all his might, likely carried close to four thousand pounds of force—a true humanoid beast!

Qin Heng is in danger!

Berg frowned from below the stage, saying, "Lucas has lost control of his emotions; his attack is unrestrained! Nicole, we should go up and stop him later. Let's not have a fatality."

"No need," Nicole, however, shook her head, looking towards the stage. "Lucas can't win. The other guy... is too strong!"

"What?" Berg exclaimed in shock upon hearing this.

BANG!

At that moment, the sound of impact rang out, and the roar of the punch's wind abruptly ceased.

Lucas's punch had clearly hit its target, but this scene shocked everyone present.

Nearly two thousand people stood up, their eyes fixed on the ring. Everyone had witnessed the power of that last punch.

But now, Qin Heng had merely lifted his hand gently, stopping Lucas's fist with a single palm.

Even as he caught it, his body didn't tremble in the slightest. His feet hadn't moved an inch, and even his arm showed no sign of shaking!

It was as if Lucas's full-force punch, upon reaching Qin Heng, was as light and inconsequential as a feather drifting to the ground, utterly devoid of power.

"How is this possible!?" Lucas was aghast. Through the contact between his fist and Qin Heng's palm, he fully sensed how incredibly strong Qin Heng was!

As majestic as a great mountain, as vast as the boundless ocean! Its peak unseen, its depths unfathomable! Unbelievably strong, immeasurably powerful! My own strength stands no chance against it!

Run! Escape the range of this man's attacks!!

All Lucas wanted now was to flee! He realized he was far too weak when facing Qin Heng—like an ant facing a towering mountain! He must escape!

However, Qin Heng would not let him escape so easily!

CRACK!

"Aah!!" Lucas screamed in agony.

Qin Heng grabbed his wrist and, with a gentle twist, dislocated the joint, forcing Lucas to his knees.

"Stop!"

Berg, seeing this, actually leaped onto the ring, trying to intervene.

"Come back, Berg!" Nicole cried out, horrified. She knew very well how strong Qin Heng was.

But by then, Berg had already launched his attack! Tall and robust, standing over one meter ninety, Berg charged forward like a giant, throwing a punch at Qin Heng!

"Hm?"

Qin Heng hummed lightly. Sensing the attack from behind, his eyes narrowed, his expression indifferent. He suddenly tightened his grip on Lucas's fist and, with a light flick, sent Lucas spinning into the air.

WHOOM!

An immense force sent Lucas spinning at high velocity, almost a blur in mid-air, before he crashed into Berg, who had just launched his attack.

BOOM!

As Qin Heng let go, the impact sent both men flying like discarded trash.

THUD! THUD!

They slammed into a wall over ten meters away and then collapsed to the ground.

Both men were as pale as paper, vomiting blood. Their bodies trembled, arms twisted at unnatural angles, and they were drenched in cold sweat. They were severely injured, unable to withstand even a single blow from Qin Heng.

"Aaah!!" Lucas continued to roar, "Why? Why are you so strong?!"

"Unbelievable!" Berg exclaimed, also gazing at Qin Heng in the distance, horrified to his core. "How can you be so powerful? Are you truly human?"

That incredible strength! It's inconceivable, unimaginably powerful!

"It's not that I am too strong, but that you are too weak."

Qin Heng glanced at them both indifferently, his hands behind his back, and shook his head slightly.

"The strength of ants, yet you dare to contend with the heavens?"