613: Chapter 613: Professor Fang’s Palm Techniques 613: Chapter 613: Professor Fang’s Palm Techniques Perhaps seeing that Fang Bai was too young, the students in the tiered classroom were sowhat unrestrained; many students whispered and gossiped about the new Professor Fang, showing little respect.
The boys were the main talkers, while the girls were much quieter, their attention largely focused on Fang Bai at the podium, lost in their infatuations.
“Please be quiet, everyone!
Listen to Professor Fang’s speech!”
Seeing the noisy commotion in the tiered classroom, with students seemingly not taking Fang Bai seriously, Qin Yaorao, seated at the back with a slight frown, stood up and spoke in a clear voice.
After all, she held the status of a teacher, and a beautiful one at that.
The chattering boys gave her face, and promptly fell silent.
Fang Bai glanced at Qin Yaorao, their eyes t, and both shared a knowing smile.
After Qin Yaorao sat down, Fang Bai cleared his throat and began his lecture.
“Just now, after listening to Principal Yang’s speech, do you feel bored and sleepy?
To be honest, I also found it soporific and wanted to sleep!”
The first sentence from Fang Bai prompted nearly two hundred students in the tiered classroom to burst into laughter, instantly bridging the gap between teacher and students.
The students thought this new young professor was definitely more interesting and approachable than those stern and old-fashioned professors, and attending his lectures in the future would probably be less boring.
Qin Yaorao was a bit astonished, then shook her head with a wry smile, wondering what Principal Yang would think if he heard what Fang Bai had said.
But honestly, even she had found Principal Yang’s impromptu speech a bit dull with its official jargon.
“Although Principal Yang has already introduced , I’ve decided to introduce myself again, lest you forget who I am!”
With a faint smile on his face, Fang Bai swept his gaze over the faces of the students below.
“My na is Fang Bai.
‘Fang’ as in generous, and ‘Bai’ as in poor and unprivileged.
As my na suggests, though I might be poor, I am very generous.
If you ever have any difficulties, feel free to co to !”
Fang Bai’s words once again elicited laughter among the students.
Qin Yaorao’s lips twitched into a charming smile, thinking to herself that this guy was not poor at all – he was the Vice President of Beauty Company, for heaven’s sake!
Back when Beauty Company had a product quality incident, many citizens, including Qin Yaorao, watched the whole process.
It was then that she learned her forr student was not only a shareholder but also the Vice President of Beauty Company.
Beauty Company was a miraculous enterprise that rose teorically, with its products selling exceptionally well.
It was said that even ordinary employees received the highest salaries in the industry.
How could Fang Bai, a shareholder and Vice President, possibly be poor?
“I’m about the sa age as all of you here.
So of you may ask, ‘How did you learn your dical skills at such a young age?’ I can tell you, there was once an old Taoist with a divine presence who passed by my house.
He said I had exceptional talent and excellent potential, so he passed on his dical expertise to …”
Continuing, Fang Bai knew that his dical skills appeared mysterious to others, making it hard to believe how he acquired them, so he decided to bring up the concocted ‘old Taoist’ again as the source of his dical expertise, which seed quite sufficient, since no one would pursue the whereabouts of this ‘old Taoist.’
“Haha…”
His story drew another round of laughter from the students, recognizing the familiar jest.
Fang Bai laughed along with everyone.
After the laughter, Fang Bai spoke earnestly, “Though this reason may seem trite, it is true!
Huaxia is a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, ho to many extraordinary people.
Perhaps one opportunity might change your destiny!
I learned so dical skills at Zhongzhou dical College, and that elusive old Taoist added to my knowledge.
After blending the two, I obtained the dical skills I have now!”
“Professor Fang, besides dical skills, did that old Taoist teach you any martial arts, like the Tathagata Palm, and then tell you that the task of maintaining world peace would be up to you?”
A male student asked with a chuckle.
Fang Bai was familiar with the ‘Tathagata Palm’ reference from a well-known Chinese-language film.
The original owner of this body had watched it more than once and the mory was deeply etched in his mind.
“The old Taoist was skilled in both dicine and martial arts, not only highly skilled in dical arts but also proficient in martial arts.
Thus, while teaching dical skills, he incidentally taught so kung fu as well.
It’s just that what I learned wasn’t called the Tathagata Palm, but another palm technique!”
Fang Bai said with a smile.
“It doesn’t matter what palm technique it is, could you give us a demonstration?”
Another male student asked eagerly.
“Professor Fang, show us a demonstration!”
The other students imdiately began egging him on, and the lecture hall once again turned into a raucous din like a vegetable market.
Even so of the female students were getting excited.
Professor Fang was handso, skilled in dicine, and if he could also fight, that would be perfect.
Qin Yaorao furrowed her brow once more, preparing to stand up and quiet everyone down.
However, before Qin Yaorao could stand, Fang Bai had already spoken, saying, “Of course, I can give a demonstration!
However, the Tathagata Palm from the movies, where one palm strike can leave a gigantic palm print that spans several yards and is a ter deep in the ground, I don’t have that kind of ability!
Hmm, does any student have sothing a bit more hard for to try a palm strike on…”
“I do!
Will this cup do?”
A pretty girl with a round face held up a stainless steel cup decorated with cute cartoon patterns, asking.
There was water in the cup, and as the girl with the round face shook it, it made sloshing sounds.
“That will do, but…
your cup looks expensive, doesn’t it?”
Fang Bai glanced at the cup and asked.
“Around a hundred bucks I guess!”
The girl with the round face didn’t understand why Professor Fang was asking this.
“A hundred plus…
That’s quite expensive!
You wouldn’t make pay for it if I break it, would you?”
Fang Bai asked again.
The girl with the round face waved her hand dismissively, giggling, “No need!
Professor Fang, you can strike it as you like, if it breaks, I’ll just buy another one!”
“Alright then!
Please empty the water from the cup and place it on the lectern!”
The girl with the round face trotted out of the lecture hall, emptied the water from the cup outside, and then placed the cup on the lectern in front of Fang Bai.
Under the gaze of nearly two hundred students, Fang Bai walked to the lectern, his eyes fixed on the stainless steel cup, then slowly raised his right palm and suddenly struck down.
Smack—
With a light sound, the nearly one-foot-tall water cup was flattened by Fang Bai’s palm.
For a mont, the large lecture hall fell silent – all of the students, including Qin Yaorao, were utterly dumbfounded.
The cup wasn’t made of paper or wood, but stainless steel.
How much force would it take to flatten it?
Was Professor Fang’s palm made of flesh and blood?
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