After receiving Teacher Lian Hua's recognition, Zhao Xuan naturally became the practical training teacher of Junior Class 3 without any trouble.
Lian Hua also enjoys her leisure time. Although she usually only has one class a day, it is quite hard to attend two classes. After all, she has to understand the situation of all the students in the two classes. It is okay when there are few people.
It becomes a bit nerve-wracking when you add more.
And Zhao Xuan's knowledge reserve is enough to be a practical training teacher. Whether it is combat skills, experience, or understanding of various martial arts, he has reached a certain level.
After all, he is considered half of the master's disciples. Although his level of in-depth knowledge is not as good as that of Tang San, he is still much better than ordinary teachers.
Zhao Xuan, who finally had something to do every day, finally cheered up and lived a leisurely life.
It's just that sometimes the female students in the class make him very embarrassed. For a "cute" teacher like him who is handsome and capable, they always don't follow the "rules", and the end result is that he is taken advantage of a lot.
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However, this situation gradually decreased when Hermione came over to declare "sovereignty".
On this day, Zhao Xuan was working in the office building. There was a small stack of information in front of him, all of which were about the students in the third junior class.
Zhao Xuan took a cursory glance, then put his elbow on the table and rested his chin on it, thinking.
There are more girls than boys in Class Three. Two-thirds of the class of more than 30 people are girls, and among the top five, there is not a single boy.
"It's really embarrassing for our male compatriots."
Zhao Xuan stroked his forehead and felt dumbfounded. He finally understood why the male student could only tremble in the corner when they met for the first time in the arena.
Zhao Xuan picked up a statistical table and looked at it carefully. The quality of the martial arts in the entire class was uneven, ranging from third-rate to first-rate martial arts, but there was no top-notch martial soul. Even the first-rate martial soul only had one.
He couldn't help but sigh slightly. He didn't feel anything when he was in the original Shrek, but here he realized that the probability of a good martial spirit among the common people was really very small.
"Bang bang bang!"
Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door.
"Come in." Zhao Xuan frowned and said, who is it? So urgent.
"Zhao Xuan! Oh no, something happened." Oscar rushed in and shouted anxiously.
"What's going on?" Zhao Xuan raised his eyebrows, seeing how tired you were.
"Tailong...he...they are back again." Oscar held the edge of Zhao Xuan's desk, out of breath from exhaustion.
"Tailong? Is his father planning to avenge his shame when he comes back this time?" Zhao Xuan's eyes lit up and he asked a little funny.
"No! His grandfather is here this time." Oscar's tone suddenly became a little weird,
"Who?!" Zhao Xuan was instantly shocked.
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Zhao Xuan hurried towards the entrance of the college, looking vaguely anxious.
"Damn it!" he cursed.
Tai Lung's family is really talented. The son can't beat his father. If his father can't beat him, why the hell is his grandpa here? How shameless is it?
Under Zhao Xuan's frantic rush, he arrived at the school gate in a few breaths.
Just as he arrived at the door, Zhao Xuan felt a thick aura covering a small area in front of him, and in that small area stood Tang San.
At the same time as he arrived, Tang San seemed unable to withstand the terrifying aura and couldn't help coughing out a drop of blood.
When Zhao Xuan saw this, he became furious and shouted: "Old man, you are looking for death!"
The sound rolled away like thunder, and many students with weaker cultivation suddenly held their heads in pain, while teachers with more advanced cultivation were shaken, with fear on their faces.
who is it?!
Before they had time to have this idea in their minds, a flash of lightning flashed past their eyes.
Tai Tan, who was paying attention to Tang San, suddenly changed his expression and felt a great terror approaching.
He turned around and saw a fist hitting him in the chest.
"puff!"
Without any resistance, Titan flew backwards, his chest seemed to collapse, and a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth.
Suddenly, the long street was stained with blood!
"Father (Grandpa)!"
Tai Lung and Tai Nuo's expressions changed drastically, and they quickly ran towards the Titan that fell more than 20 meters away.
"Xiaosan, are you okay?"
Zhao Xuan quickly knelt down and picked up Tang San, who had fallen beside him, with a look of anxiety on his face.
The blood in Tang San's mouth flowed uncontrollably, infecting the clothes on his chest, and Xiao Wu, who was crying with tears in his eyes, immediately rushed forward.
"Third brother!"
"I don't have much of a problem, I just suffered some internal injuries." Tang San tapped himself a few times, and then the blood in his mouth slowly stopped.
Zhao Xuan and Xiao Wu slowly helped Tang San up. Although the bleeding was stopped, Tang San's face was frighteningly pale.
Zhao Xuan glanced in the direction of Tai Tan, and then Zhao Xuan couldn't help but glare at Zhao Wuji who stepped forward in embarrassment.
"Teacher Zhao, what's wrong with you!"
Zhao Wuji said a little aggrievedly: "There is no way, I can't beat that old guy, and this agreement was agreed to by the mistress herself."
"Xiao Xuan, I don't blame Teacher Zhao." Tang San said a little weakly, his voice weak.
Zhao Xuan glanced at him, suddenly startled, and looked at the hammer on Tang San's right hand.
"This is your second martial spirit, Xiaosan. Didn't the master say that you are not allowed to be exposed?"
"I couldn't hold it back just now." Tang San smiled bitterly and shook his head.
On the other side, Taitan, who was supported by Tylenol and Tailong, slowly walked over. After glancing at the hammer in Tang San's hand, he looked at Zhao Xuan in confusion: "Who are you?!"
Zhao Xuan was furious. Seeing Tai Tai's anger rising up, he glanced at him coldly and said coldly: "You have no control over who I am, but you let me bully you."
I can’t stand it, don’t you like to bully the small with your big one? Come on, let’s try two moves.”
There was a flash of anger in Tai Tan's eyes. He had never been so provoked by a junior, but thinking about the punch that Zhao Xuan had just given, he felt a little frightened. If he hadn't been thick-skinned and thick-skinned, he would have been under that terrifying punch just now.
I'm afraid he'll be paralyzed even if he doesn't die.
Thinking of this, the anger in his heart was like being extinguished by a basin of cold water. As a strength-based Contra, he was almost crippled by a punch from a young boy. This was terrifying to think about.
So Tai Tan no longer paid attention to Zhao Xuan, who was full of weirdness, and instead looked at Tang San with some excitement. To be precise, he looked at the hammer in Tang San's hand.
Zhao Xuan's expression moved slightly, his eyes alert, and he stood alone in front of Tang San. What on earth did this old man want to do?
"Old guy, what on earth do you want to do?"
At this moment, Zhao Xuan clearly felt that something was not right with Tai Tan's expression.
Tai Tan also looked at Zhao Xuan warily, but remained silent in response to Zhao Xuan's question.
At this moment, a voice came from outside the crowd: "Let me tell you what's going on."