“Hey, you guys are really insulting my students, aren’t you?” Lin Fan put down his utensils and tilted his head, looking at the group.
Everyone knows how to show off, but in front of me, this just won’t do.
Although these thirteen students are currently a bunch of idiots, with such a sacred and great teacher, could they possibly remain unknown forever?
“What? Do you have any problem with that?” A teacher sitting opposite Liu Qingfeng spoke up arrogantly.
“Hey, are you guys insulting my students?” Lin Fan put down his utensils, tilting his head to look at the group.
Everyone likes to show off their superiority, but in front of me, that’s not going to fly.
Besides, these thirteen students, though they might seem like fools now, with such a sacred and great teacher, how could they remain unknown?
“What, do you have a problem?” A teacher sitting opposite Liu Qingfeng said arrogantly.
Lin Fan glanced at him; he was also at the fifth level of the innate stage, with a violent aura, likely from practicing some kind of rage-inducing technique.
“Teacher Hu, calm down. This new teacher from the Ding class probably doesn’t know the rules here,” Liu Qingfeng said with a faint smile.
In the Xuanhuang Realm, the strong prey on the weak, and strength is respected, especially in the Tianfu Academy, where the strong have absolute authority. Although the Ding class of Tianfu Academy still exists, in the eyes of some teachers, it might as well not.
The daily attendance of students is less than half; it’s essentially a discarded class.
The main reason is that the founder proposed not to abandon anyone, no matter how poor their talent, as long as they are willing to pursue the path of martial arts, they should receive the best education.
And now, the current dean of Tianfu Academy still upholds the founder’s philosophy, but it no longer holds any importance.
“Rules? Haha, I really don’t understand. Insulting my students is insulting me, and I’m not that broad-minded,” Lin Fan said with a cold laugh.
“Teacher Lin, if you’re not convinced, you can settle it on the academy’s dueling platform. Arguing here is useless,” Liu Qingfeng said with a smile.
The dueling platform is where conflicts in Tianfu Academy are resolved by strength.
Private fights among students are prohibited.
Of course, the main use of the dueling platform is for private fights between teachers and students.
Since the students were divided into four levels—A, B, C, and D—conflicts among teachers have decreased, but they are still common among students.
“Alright, see you on the dueling platform this afternoon. And not just you, but the three of you as well. This afternoon, I’ll make you like this table,” Lin Fan gently stroked the dining table.
The “Flower-Touching Chrysanthemum Hand” instantly activated, and his true essence seeped into the table.
Lin Fan stood up and walked out without looking back. This afternoon, he would give his thirteen students their second lesson.
Liu Qingfeng watched Lin Fan leave and snorted disdainfully.
“Alright, a mere teacher from the Ding class dares to be so arrogant. Let’s see if he dares to wait for us on the dueling platform this afternoon,” Liu Qingfeng said.
“A clown. Such a person teaching the Ding class will never make any progress.”
“Progress? I doubt it. Not even a ripple will be made. The students in the Ding class are all mediocrities, not even reaching the acquired realm. What use are they?”
“Alright, let’s not talk about it. This person has ruined our mood. Let’s continue our conversation.”
“Agreed.”
…
“Crack…”
Just as Liu Qingfeng and the others were about to continue chatting, the iron tabletop suddenly shattered into dust…
“This…” Liu Qingfeng and the others were stunned, unable to believe what they were seeing.
At that moment, Lin Fan left the cafeteria, a cold smile on his lips.
The “Flower-Touching Chrysanthemum Finger,” though not the most elegant name, was the most destructive technique Lin Fan had learned so far.
…
In the afternoon.
The thirteen students taught by Lin Fan arrived early in the classroom, quite different from usual. In the past, they came to the academy lifelessly, but now each of them had a look of unyielding determination.
At this moment, all thirteen students were bruised and swollen, as if they had been humiliated, but despite the pain, their spirits were even higher.
“Today I went to Class C-6. I told that guy not to bully the young and poor, and that one day I would regain my dignity. Although he beat me up, I didn’t feel any pain. I felt like I regained the confidence I had lost for so long,” Zhu Di said excitedly.
“Me too. That guy is stronger than me, but I believe that under the teacher’s guidance, I will become even stronger,” Cao Fushu said, clenching his fists.
“I was beaten too, but I went home at noon and told my parents that I would work hard. They were very moved and encouraged me to keep going.”
“Once a teacher, always a father. I must work hard and not let Teacher Lin down.”
“Alright, everyone, let’s do our best. We must prove ourselves.”
…
At this moment, Lin Fan entered the classroom and saw his thirteen students so excited, which made him curious.
“What’s going on with all of you?”
The students looked at each other, then stood up respectfully. “Teacher, we will work hard and definitely not let you down.”
Lin Fan was taken aback, then smiled. It was comforting to see the students so confident.
But confidence alone is not enough. Talent determines everything, and if they are not even mediocrities, even a thousand times the effort would be useless.
It seems it still depends on me, to lead these lost lambs to the pinnacle of life with my noble brilliance.
At least for now, Lin Fan was quite confident.
Before I plunder the four great families and the imperial city, it seems I need to train these guys well. Since I am their teacher, I must do my best.
“Good, I’m very pleased to see you so confident. Now, follow me. Today, I will teach you the second lesson: Crushing,” Lin Fan said.
The thirteen students looked at their teacher, full of confusion.
Crushing? What is that? What exactly is the teacher going to teach us?
Seeing the teacher walk out alone, the thirteen students followed behind, very curious about what the teacher was going to teach them.
At this moment, many people had gathered around the dueling field.
Students and teachers from the A, B, C, and D classes were all standing there, extremely curious about the duel between teachers, as the dueling platform had not been used for a long time.
Birds of a feather flock together. Teachers and students from the A, B, C, and D classes all stayed with their own kind, rarely interacting with those from other levels, so conflicts and duels were rare.
Even if there were conflicts, students usually resolved them privately. As for the teachers, they were more mature; if they were not as skilled, they naturally would not provoke openly.
This time, they heard that a mere teacher from the Ding class was challenging four teachers from the B class at once, which made them wonder if the Ding class teacher had gone mad.
“Tiger Teacher, calm down. This new teacher from Class Ding probably doesn’t know the rules here yet,” Liu Qingfeng said with a faint smile.
In the Xuanhuang World, the strong prey on the weak, and power reigns supreme. Especially at Tianfu Academy, the strong have absolute authority. Although Class Ding still exists at Tianfu Academy, to some teachers, it’s practically nonexistent.
With less than half the usual number of students attending, it’s basically a discarded class.
This was mainly because the founder had once proposed not giving up on anyone. Even those with the worst talent, as long as they were willing to walk the path of martial cultivation, should be given the best education possible.
The current headmaster of Tianfu Academy still follows the founder’s principle, though he no longer places any real importance on it.
“Rules? Hmph, I really don’t understand. Insulting my students is the same as insulting me. I’m not that forgiving a person,” Lin Fan said coldly.
“Teacher Lin, if you’re not satisfied, you can settle this on the academy’s martial arts platform by testing your strength. Arguing here won’t help,” Liu Qingfeng said with a smile.
The martial arts platform was a place for resolving conflicts at Tianfu Academy, where strength determined the outcome.
Private duels among students were strictly forbidden.
Of course, the main purpose of the martial arts platform was for private conflicts between teachers and students.
Since the students were divided into four classes—A, B, C, and D—the conflicts between teachers had decreased significantly, though conflicts among students were still common.
“Fine, let’s meet at the martial arts platform this afternoon. And not just you—there are three more of you. This afternoon, I’ll make sure you end up just like this table,” Lin Fan said lightly, running his hand across the dining table.
The “Flower-Caressing and Chrysanthemum-Brushing Hand” instantly activated, his true energy seeping into the table.
Lin Fan stood up and walked outside without looking back. This afternoon, he would give his thirteen students their second lesson.
Liu Qingfeng watched Lin Fan leave and snorted disdainfully.
“Ha! Just another teacher from Class Ding, daring to act so arrogantly. Let’s see if he dares to wait for us on the martial arts platform this afternoon,” Liu Qingfeng said.
“Just a clown. Someone like him teaching Class Ding will never amount to anything.”
“I wouldn’t even say he’ll make a ripple. Students from Class Ding are all mediocre; they can’t even reach the Foundation Building stage. What use are they?”
“Alright, enough said. This guy ruined everyone’s mood. Let’s continue our conversation.”
“Agreed.”
…
“Crack…”
As Liu Qingfeng and the others were about to continue chatting, the iron table suddenly shattered into dust…
“This…” Liu Qingfeng and the others were stunned, unable to believe their eyes.
At that moment, Lin Fan had already left the cafeteria, a faint cold smile on his lips.
Although the name “Flower-Caressing and Chrysanthemum-Brushing Hand” sounded somewhat vulgar, its destructive power was the strongest among all the techniques Lin Fan had learned so far.
…
In the afternoon.
The thirteen students taught by Lin Fan arrived at the classroom early, quite different from usual. Previously, they had always come to the academy lifelessly, but now, each of them had a determined look on their faces.
Right now, all thirteen students had bruises on their faces, as if they had been humiliated. Yet, although painful, this only raised their spirits even more.
“Today I went to Class C, Section 6. I told that guy not to look down on a young man in poverty, because one day I will regain my dignity. Although he beat me up badly, I didn’t feel any pain. I feel like I’ve regained my long-lost confidence,” said Judy excitedly.
“Same with me. Although that guy is stronger than me, I believe that under the guidance of our teacher, I will definitely become stronger,” said Cao Fushu, clenching his fists.
“I also got beaten up, but today at noon I told my parents that I would work hard. They were moved by my words and encouraged me to keep going.”
“A teacher for a day, a father for life. I must work hard and never disappoint Teacher Lin.”
“Great! Everyone, let’s keep pushing forward. We must prove ourselves.”
…
At that moment, Lin Fan walked into the classroom and saw his thirteen students so excited that he felt a little curious.
“What’s going on with you all?”
The students looked at each other, then stood up respectfully. “Teacher, we will definitely work hard and never disappoint you.”
Lin Fan was momentarily stunned, then smiled faintly. He felt very pleased that his students had such confidence.
However, confidence alone wasn’t enough. Talent determines everything. Without even being considered mediocre, no amount of effort, even a thousandfold, would be of any use.
It seems I still need to rely on myself. I must use my noble brilliance to lead these lost lambs to the peak of life.
At least for now, Lin Fan was quite confident.
Before he looted the four great families and the imperial palace, he would need to train these guys thoroughly. Since he had become a teacher, he had to do his job conscientiously.
“Alright, I’m really glad you all have such confidence. Now, follow me. Today, I’ll give you the second lesson—Crushing Oppression,” Lin Fan said.
The thirteen students looked at their teacher, puzzled.
Crushing Oppression? What was that? What exactly was the teacher going to teach them?
As the teacher walked out alone, the thirteen students followed behind. They were very curious about what their teacher was going to teach them.
Meanwhile, at the martial arts arena, a large crowd had gathered.
Students and teachers from the four classes—A, B, C, and D—were all standing there, curious about the teachers’ duel. After all, the martial arts platform hadn’t been used in a long time.
Birds of a feather flock together. Teachers and students from each class stood with others of their own rank, rarely interacting with other classes, so conflicts were rare.
Even when they did occur, students usually resolved them privately. As for the teachers, they were more mature. If they knew they were inferior, they naturally wouldn’t provoke a direct confrontation.
This time, however, they had heard that a mere teacher from Class D was challenging four teachers from Class B. This seemed absolutely crazy to them. Was this teacher from Class D simply out of his mind?
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