Li Chenglong sat on the sofa. He still felt filled with righteous indignation and his heart could not calm down for a long time.
Really, my lungs are about to explode.
When Li Chenglong first heard these things, he felt like he was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage from anger. Now that he said them out loud, he became even angrier.
I could faintly hear Zuo Xiaoduo mumbling something.
"These people are just unreasonable people who have never met before..."
Li Chenglong was stunned.
Zuo Xiaoduo has gone upstairs and disappeared.
Li Chenglong suddenly felt a chill rising up from his vest.
For a moment, my hair stood on end.
Because he thought of something.
Zuo Xiaoduo... seems... to have never reasoned with anyone other than his own people, right?!
Even though he holds an absolute high position of reason, he has never said anything reasonable.
The so-called reasoning does not exist at all for Zuo Xiaoduo.
Including that time when Li Chenglong was beaten by students from other classes, Zuo Xiaoduo blocked the door and fought back. The reason was completely on Zuo Xiaoduo's side, but from beginning to end, Zuo Xiaoduo never tried to reason and resolve the situation in a normal way.
"I'm here to beat someone up, or to get beaten up, not to reason!"
This is Zuo Xiaoduo's style!
There was light in Li Chenglong's eyes.
He seemed to understand what Zuo Xiaoduo meant.
They have already resorted to such dirty tactics, and we are still thinking of looking for evidence everywhere and then taking action after we get the evidence
How can there be so many truths to talk about in this world
As long as you are sure it is the opposite, just do it!
Take turns doing it one by one, and you will always get it right!
"It's a pity that our current strength is far from enough. If Boss Zuo and I were at a level above the God-controlling realm, it would be great. We could ignore everything else and just go and attack them..."
Li Chenglong muttered to himself.
Zuo Xiaoduo went upstairs and sat in front of the window.
I wanted to calm my heartbeat that was about to explode.
But the more I thought about it, the angrier I became.
Then he suddenly turned over a few somersaults on the bed and hummed a few tunes, "Come on, have fun... Anyway, there is... plenty of time..."
Then he made faces in front of the mirror: “Woof woof woof… Awooo… Wahahahaha…”
I really succeeded in making myself laugh.
I feel that the depressed mood is gone.
Only then did he take out the Void-Destroying Tower from the space ring.
Wear all the weight you can.
He took out a training hammer from the ring, and with a flash he arrived at the Sky-Destroying Tower.
The sound of wind suddenly blew in the Sky-Destroying Tower.
But there was silence in Zuo Xiaoduo's bedroom.
…
In the morning, Class 1 had its first formal class.
Everyone in the class noticed that Wen Xingtian did not look energetic today. He even looked indescribably tired and listless, as if he had become completely haggard.
Teacher Wen walked up to the podium, was silent for a while, called out four or five people in succession, and once again used his vital energy to detect their meridians. He was silent for a long time, and said, "You guys need to change your skills. After fighting for several days, I found that I overlooked a very important thing, that is, the aptitude for cultivation is not equal to one's intelligence, so... you guys need to change."
Wen Xingtian paused and said, "I will personally take you to the Musashi Pavilion later to select a few more secret books... the kind that don't require much brainpower."
The true meaning of this sentence was very funny, but no one in the class laughed.
Everyone can see that Wen Xingtian has put a lot of effort and energy into the three days of testing.
The current situation of each student was firmly engraved in his mind, and then he conducted a comprehensive analysis.
Each person's name, height, weight, age at initiation, stage and achievement, original training direction, how to change to other training methods and when to enter the best direction...
What are the three touches and five evaluations? It includes the current rank and personal talent.
Who has habitual movements in boxing, who has subconscious reactions in fighting, who is good at dealing with various opponents...
Some have long arms, some have short legs, some have a long upper body and short lower body, some have a short upper body and long lower body, some have strong physique but lack flexibility, and some are overly flexible but have an unstable foundation.
Who is overly pursuing strength, who is overly pursuing skills; who is cold-hearted, who is murderous, who has a sense of the overall situation, who can be relied on by classmates...
Who is suitable for using a knife, who is suitable for using a sword, who is suitable for using other weapons, who is suitable for assassination, who is suitable for training to be an assassin, who can be trained to be a shadow, who can be trained to be a general or commander...
Who is suitable to be a spy and perform special tasks...
If we form a team, apart from the few people who have formed their own team, who else is the most suitable to form a team with and who can complement each other the most...
Wen Xingtian sorted out all of the above.
Now, it can be said that except for Zuo Xiaoduo, all the thirty-five students, himself, his parents, and his original teachers, do not know as much as Wen Xingtian!
The amount of effort put into this is unimaginable!
During these three days, although the students were constantly fighting and practicing almost non-stop, Wen Xingtian did not close his eyes for three days and three nights. He kept an eye on the students and paid attention to every detail of the students.
Every student is a book; some are easy to understand and easy to arrange, but some are like a deep pool that cannot be seen to the bottom immediately. They need to be explored, pondered, and treated in a targeted manner.
"Being a teacher, especially a high-level martial arts teacher, is not that easy?"
This is what the old teacher who was in charge of the teaching group said when Wen Xingtian joined the church.
"Many teachers in martial arts schools below have low cultivation and limited skills, so it is easy for them to teach students in a way that is off track. They pass on their own habitual movements or wrong understandings to students."
"So the first month that students enter high school is the most precious time. We must use this time to discover all their mistakes and correct them as much as possible."
"Don't be afraid of students getting hurt during the first month of high-intensity battles. Especially remember that in battles between people of similar abilities, if there are frequent instances of rapid defeat or severe injuries, the loser must have major flaws or fatal mistakes."
“The purpose of the first month is to prune and correct these crooked trees. We need to prune them straight and correct them… But for those students with very strong personalities, we should not force them to prune. We should just let their personalities grow wildly!”
"Even if it means dying of exhaustion, within the first week, you must master all the information about all the students. Not only must you memorize it, but you must also engrave it in your mind and heart!"
"The teacher saw his disciple fighting the enemy on the battlefield. He should have won... but because of a habitual movement that the teacher did not notice, he was exposed and eventually died in the hands of the enemy... He will feel guilty for the rest of his life! He will regret it for the rest of his life!"
"You must be attentive! You can be strict, you can beat and scold, you can ridicule, you can use all your means, but no matter what means you use, you must be attentive, and use your heart to correct your students' flaws and shortcomings!"
“Give your whole heart to your students, because in your hands is the future of the entire continent!”
Back then, the old teacher’s words echoed in Wen Xingtian’s mind day and night.
Ever since he injured his meridians in the battle at Sun and Moon Pass, he felt that he had no hope of reaching the top in this lifetime. However, considering his own talents and combat experience, he was unwilling to be buried on the battlefield, so he turned back to Qianlong to teach.
After teaching for seven hundred years, Wen Xingtian has produced countless students; some have high levels of cultivation, some have low levels of ability, and some have small abilities, but not one of them has any basic defects or unnecessary movements.
He was like a repairman who was so strict that he was almost obsessive-compulsive, and he trimmed each sapling to the straightest degree for it to grow into good timber.
Each young eagle is trained to the point where it can soar into the sky, absorb nutrients and grow in the sky, and then released to fly into the sky...
Qianlong Gaowu has been plagued by internal and external troubles, with many storms and unhealthy tendencies attacking from all directions, but it still manages to stand among the top three martial arts. This is because Qianlong Gaowu has a team of wise masters who cannot be dragged down or defeated!
These are all the dream higher education forces that Ye Changqing has built up with untold hardships!
The so-called good teacher and good students require a good teacher first. It’s a matter of order!
There are many teachers like this who are full of potential; each of them devotes all their efforts to their students; every graduation season, the ones who cry the most are often not the students, but these teachers.
Because...they have put so much effort into it!
I am not crying for separation, but for my own students. Once they leave, those students who will go to the battlefield... Within ten years, only ten out of a hundred will survive!
Those countless bones that died on the battlefield and turned into monuments are all filled with the hard work of Teacher Qianlong Gaowu; every passing away touches the teacher's heart!
Every year, teachers from Qianlong High School organize a team to visit their deceased students at the front-line cemetery.
A teacher leaned on his student's tombstone and cried bitterly: "I only hate that I taught you too well! You were too stubborn! My child, what if you took even a step back?!"
During these three days and three nights, Wen Xingtian created thirty-six files, one for each student. He would continue to add to them as he made discoveries!
This is his compulsory course, and he will do it every time he teaches a new class!
From now until graduation season, every student's file will be at least one foot thick! The amount of effort put into it is simply unimaginable!
Of course, there are exceptions.
For example, Zuo Xiaoduo.
After Zuo Xiaoduo's file was created, he threw it aside.
"There's only one way to deal with this bitch, and that's to beat her up!"
The look in Wen Xingtian's eyes when he looked at Zuo Xiaoduo was filled with deep interest.
This is... a signal to go for it.
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[Maybe some people will find this chapter boring... ]
(End of this chapter)