Zuo Xiaoduo was sitting at the front, feeling more and more that Teacher Wen was looking at him in the wrong way.
I feel more and more restless, like sitting on pins and needles.
"Why do I have an unknown premonition? This feeling is even more unbearable than when I faced Teacher Qin that day..."
Zuo Xiaoduo muttered in his heart.
He now feels more and more that his homeroom teacher, Teacher Wen, is full of malice toward him, the newly minted class monitor.
Wen Xingtian's condition didn't look good, but he still acted vigorously and resolutely. His first move was to divide the students in class one into nine groups.
The groups are not evenly distributed based on the number of heads. For example, Zuo Xiaoduo is in a separate group; Li Chenglong, Xiang Chong, Meng Changjun, Pi Yibao, Yu Yaner, Hao Han, these people are in the second group, and then Xiang Bing, Zhen
Piao Piao and Jia Kuang waited in a group, and then arranged them one by one.
These nine groups are divided into nine levels according to the current level of cultivation and combat power of the individual!
"This group is not fixed. Everyone can move forward to the next group. Whoever you can defeat will get 100 points from the existing points of the downed target as a reward for your victory!
"
After hearing about this reward and punishment mechanism, everyone is gearing up.
"I, I...Teacher, what about me?" Zuo Xiaoduo said.
You are in the first group specially designed and there is no higher target to target. Who do you need to defeat to get points?
Can anyone fight?
That would be great!
"you?"
Wen Xingtian said calmly: "You are a challengeable target for everyone in the class. Anyone who defeats you can get...a thousand points.
After all, you are the monitor and chief of class one. Of course, defeating you requires special rewards. Since your strength is far superior to other students, other students can join forces to target you, as long as there are no more than ten people...
By the way, you can't take the initiative to challenge anyone, because your goal is to defeat me. If you can defeat me, all the 1.7 million points I have in Qianlong Gaowu will be yours!"
"!!!"
Zuo Xiaoduo was dumbfounded.
1.7 million points?
It's such a big temptation, but your cultivation level is at the top of the imperial realm. With my humble cultivation level, if I want to defeat you, it won't be something I can do in a year and a half, or in three or five years, not to mention the years of the monkey and the horse and the moon.
Bar?
I guess this trick has been used to fool previous class leaders in the past, right?
In the end, isn’t your 1.7 million still the same?
So cunning, so cunning!
Also... why should I lose a thousand points if I lose a game? Even if no one else can beat me, they can join forces with many people. If I am not in good condition that day and are knocked down by them, how can I
Don’t suffer heavy losses?!
Damn, this is clearly a different treatment, Hong Guoguo’s different treatment!
Zuo Xiaoduo was dissatisfied, but did not dare to speak.
He finally figured it out. Wen Xingtian's eyes were scanning his face with evil intentions. He estimated that if he said one more thing, he would become Wen Xingtian's punching bag!
A gentleman never suffers immediate losses!
At this moment when he was easily beaten, Zuo Ye decisively gave in.
As expected, Wen Xingtian looked very disappointed.
Next is the martial arts theory class. Wen Xingtian teaches the students not only by words but also by example. For a veteran teacher like him, his rich teaching experience is really outrageous!
He is able to list countless examples that are almost tailor-made based on each student's origin, family, experiences and personality traits!
Let students listen to it for the first time, and they will be able to enter their ears and hearts, enter their bodies and souls, and remember it for life!
After an hour of explanation, he took the students to a special martial arts field to fight, disrupted the order, and started fighting again, and then continued to disrupt the order and fight in an indiscriminate order.
Zuo Xiaoduo was free at the moment, practicing alone with a heavy load, and Wen Xingtian didn't care about him.
All his thoughts are now focused on other students; because he found that among all the students in the entire class, there are only two students with the least problems, or almost none!
Zuo Xiaoduo, Li Chenglong!
These two guys fight without any pretense. They go straight to the point when they strike, treating the battle as an actual battle and their opponent as an opponent!
Wen Xingtian has some admiration for the teachers who teach Zuo Xiaoduo and Li Chenglong at Phoenix No. 2 Middle School.
Such a fighting foundation requires little improvement, and it is really rare to find a student with no flaws at all!
Even the slightly weaker Li Chenglong is very good at seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune in battle.
The pursuit of good fortune and avoidance of disaster here refers to the perception of crisis and the choice to respond to the opponent's offensive.
If the opponent's incoming move cannot be avoided, he will judge immediately and choose the position with the least consumption loss and the least impact on his own counterattack to respond to the enemy's attack.
This characteristic is so rare that you have to go through countless battles and review your own shortcomings after each battle before you can come to this conclusion and integrate this experience into yourself and turn it into instinct!
Compared with these two people, Xiang Chong, Xiang Bing, Meng Changjun and other children of aristocratic families performed relatively well. During the battle, every action they performed was mixed with a sense of beauty. Women were more likely to
It is elegant, and men are more chic...
Although the movements are all inadvertent, onlookers find them very pleasing to the eye and admire sincerely. They are smooth and unrestrained, and they are worthy of being a disciple of everyone.
However, Wen Xingtian could only sneer at this performance and dismiss it.
Beautiful? Chic?
Is it useless on the battlefield?
Do you know how much more effort you put into this poss?
It requires the cooperation of the whole body to achieve that level of beauty.
But on the battlefield, can beauty and chic kill people?
Or maybe the enemy will think you are handsome and beautiful and will be merciful? Do you win when you should win, or don't kill when you can?
The plot of a killer who looks down on his face has always only appeared in story novels. On the real battlefield, only the one who survives to the end is the winner!
What is lying on the ground, no matter how beautiful it is, is still a dead body!
Wen Xingtian was watching the battle and talking casually, while the assistant teacher on the other side was recording quickly, recording every word and every sentence.
Suddenly, Wen Xingtian dodged and rushed into the battlefield. He slapped Xiang Chong and sent him flying seven or eight meters away. He was slapped until Xiang Chong was stunned and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"Just now you retreated to dodge. You obviously needed to retreat flatly to avoid coming. Why did you add a backflip?! Are you mentally disabled?!"
Wen Xingtian's face was stern: "I have observed your movements like this three times. When you encounter similar moves to retreat, you will definitely resort to a graceful backflip, and when there is no need to turn sideways, you must do a sideways twist. What the hell are you doing?
Are you fighting or dancing?!"
"Also, when you attack, you must use one hand in front and one behind. If you use the front hand to attack and the back hand to defend, that's fine. But your back hand is actually used to make a cool concave shape the whole time! Who gave you this bad habit?"
"A guy like you still wants to join the army? Even if there is a day when you can step onto the battlefield, you will have to go to battle here and die immediately there, and your family will be mourned immediately!"
Wen Xingtian speaks harshly and has a sharp tongue.
Xiang Chong was stunned by this slap. He was stunned for a long time, and then said after a long time: "This... I have been practicing like this since I was a child..."
"Do you know what it means to advance and retreat with lightning speed, to send and receive with lightning speed, and never to be sloppy? There is no use in dragging movements like yours. Are you trying to be handsome or cool? Are you here to go to school or to pick up girls?"
"No wonder your Xiang family has become weaker and weaker over the years; since Vice-Principal Xiang stopped coming, you have all started to change from the overlord family to the pretty family, right? You are like this, and so is your sister. This is the overlord Xiang.
What’s the family tradition now?”
Wen Xingtian's voice was stern: "If you do this once again, I will break your legs and throw you home. Do you dare me or not?!"
"Well done!"
A majestic voice sounded from behind at the right time.
Zuo Xiaoduo followed the sound and saw an old man with gray beard and hair suddenly appearing at the door of the martial arts center!
Although the person who came here had gray hair and beard, he stood there like a big mountain. He was a full two meters tall, and his figure was so tall and burly that it was unbelievable!
It is as straight as a high mountain and cannot be shaken.
The domineering and majestic momentum makes people feel invincible at first sight.
"Thank you very much, Teacher Wen."
The old man's voice was like a bell: "What kind of bullshit do these brats practice? I just cleaned up the brats at home, and when I came here, I almost got so angry that I fell over. I should have been beaten, but they were all beaten."
Only when you get beaten lightly will you know what actual combat is!"
Upon hearing this voice, it was not difficult to guess that this was Vice-Principal Xiang who was unable to go out because he was covered in Wangchuan water and was smelly.
The old man's face is still a little pale, but the domineering energy exuding from his body has already shown the power of a fierce tiger coming out of the mountain. Sure enough, there is no hypocrisy despite his great reputation!
Wen Xingtian turned his head and said unceremoniously: "Vice President Xiang, congratulations on finally visiting the old place of Qianlong Gaowu. But I have taught students for so many years, and I have never allowed outsiders to watch! Let alone outsiders.
Point your fingers! Should you go out by yourself, or should I send you out!"
Hearing this, all the students immediately praised the teacher in their hearts, how awesome!
This is a clear and unequivocal expulsion of the vice-principal!
Teacher Wen, have you forgotten that your level is not as high as the other party...
Kuangren Xiang didn't feel dissatisfied at all, but instead smiled and said, "I came here this time because I wanted to see two people..."
Wen Xingtian frowned: "It's your business to see who you want to see, but now, you are delaying my teaching... Please talk about it after class."
Kuangren Xiang coughed and stopped talking.
Wen Xingtian became impatient, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and said angrily: "You have already delayed me for two minutes, get out! Now!"