Gaowu: Simplify the skills, teach disciples and get back thousands of times

"Teacher Lin, I'm sorry, I can't help but do it to them for a while."

After the eight students of Class 201 left, Wang Yue lowered his head and came to Lin Qiu.

Their words made him suddenly calm down.

Yes, he beat his classmates, what should I do now.

"It's okay, these people in Class 201 really should teach a lesson, otherwise they would think we are soft persimmons."

Lin Qiu patted Wang Yue's shoulder.

If he wanted to stop it, he stopped it when he was young.

This group of students of Class 201 definitely came to deliberately mock under Zheng Qiming's instructions.

He had long wanted to teach them some lessons, but because of his status as a teacher, it was difficult to make a move.

"If there is something the teacher has for you, don't be afraid."

"Yes, Teacher Lin."

Wang Yue's solemn complexion softened a little.

"Okay, everyone get ready to go home."

Lin Qiu began to beckon the classmates to go home.

"Goodbye Teacher Lin!"

"See you tomorrow Teacher Lin!"

One by one, the nine students walked out of the practice room and waved goodbye to Lin Qiu.

Lin Qiu also raised his hand and the students said goodbye.

Immediately afterwards, he also left the practice room and returned to the dormitory.

After taking a bath and lying on the bed for a short rest, Lin Qiu was woken up by a rapid ringing of the phone.

"Ding-ding-ding!"

Picking up the landline phone in the dormitory, a gentle young man's voice came out of the microphone.

"Xiao Lin, come to my office, I have something to talk to you about."

"Yes, Headmaster."

Hanging up the phone, Lin Qiu knew that trouble was coming.

The person who had just called him was Zhang Dingyue, the principal of Yaoyang High School.

After putting on his clothes and tidying up his appearance, Lin Qiu left the dormitory and walked towards the principal's office.

Coming to the door of the principal's office, Lin Qiu knocked on the door.

"Knock knock!"

"Please come in."

A gentle male voice came from behind the door.

Pushing open the door, a young man with smooth black hair who looked to be no more than 20 years old was sitting on a wide leather chair in the office looking at a few paperwork.

This person is the principal of Yaoyang High School, Zhang Dingyue, an eighty-four-year-old martial arts grandmaster this year.

"Xiao Lin is here, sit down."

Zhang Dingyue raised his head and pointed to the chair in front of his desk.

Lin Qiu sat down.

"Xiao Lin, you know what I called you here for."

Saying that, Zhang Dingyue put the documents he had read on the desk and pushed them in front of Lin Qiu.

Lin Qiu picked it up and saw that these pieces of paper were all complaints against Wang Yue, and the signatures on them were the eight students of Class 201.

"Why did Wang Yue from your class beat his classmates today?" Zhang Dingyue asked.

The tone is calm but firm.

"You have to give me an explanation."

"Principal, it was their Class 201 who deceived people too much, often blocking the door of our practice room after class, sneering at my students, and even mocking me as a teacher's teaching policy."

Lin Qiu put down the eight letters of complaint in his hand and said to the principal in a righteous manner.

"Wang Yue really couldn't bear it before he attacked them."

Lin Qiu's words made Zhang Dingyue shake his head.

"Xiao Lin, this is not enough for me to keep this Wang Yue, Zheng Qiming also knows about this, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, it will be difficult for me to help suppress him."

"It won't be nice to go to the inner city council then."

"Principal, I can only tell you that Wang Yue has the strength to compete for the first place in the Seven Cities Joint Examination."

Hearing this, Zhang Dingyue stared at Lin Qiu closely.

"Is what you said true?"

Facing the gaze of the martial arts grandmaster, Lin Qiu's face did not change.

"No falsehood."

"Okay, then I'll keep Wang Yue for you, and you have to cultivate him well."

After looking at each other for a while, Zhang Dingyue nodded, since Lin Qiu was so sure, then he had nothing to say.

"You go back and have a good rest."

"Then goodbye Headmaster."

Lin Qiu got up and left the principal's office.

Zhang Dingyue, on the other hand, leaned on the soft leather chair and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

He was thinking about how to convince Zheng Qiming.

After returning to the dormitory, Lin Qiu practiced once and began to sleep.

With his current cultivation, once or twice cultivation was actually not very helpful.

Time passed gradually, and soon another two days passed.

Today is Friday, and it is already time for Lin Qiu and Zheng Qiming to agree to discuss.

Since they reported to the principal in advance, the principal opened the competition room for them.

The jousting room is different from the actual combat room, and there is no armor at all.

If there is a conflict between the students in the school, they will also come to the competition room to solve it, and the school's attitude is agreeable, as a martial arts practitioner, you must be brave and not cower.

However, in order to avoid the danger of students' lives, every time the competition room is opened, there will be a professional medical team on standby.

At the same time, at least two teachers with martial arts strength will be supervised.

However, because this time it was a class competition led by Lin Qiu and Zheng Qiming, this process was dispensed with, and there was no need for other teachers to take care of it.

Lin Qiu brought five people, namely Wang Yue, Shihua and Zhang Yaqi, and two other students who were stronger than other students.

As soon as he came to the competition room, Zheng Qiming greeted him with anger on his face.

"Lin Qiu, you must ask your student Wang Yue to apologize to my students, what did he beat my students into?"

"I have a student's face that hasn't swollen yet!"

His words made Lin Qiu smile on his face.

"They are all martial practitioners, their skills are inferior, and if they are beaten, they will have their elders come out?"

"You!"

Zheng Qiming trembled with anger, and his anger towards Lin Qiu became deeper.

"Well, do you dare to let Wang Yue fight against Qin Xuan from our class?"

"Why not." Lin Qiu replied.

"Then make a decision, you will regret it, Lin Qiu."

Immediately afterwards, the two of them discussed the rules of the competition, five one-on-one games, three games and two wins.

Then Zheng Qiming returned to the team and began to discuss countermeasures with his students.

"With Qin Xuan here, we will definitely win a game, and Qin Xuan's this time we not only want to win, but also win beautifully, and defeat Wang Yue, the strongest in their class!"

Saying that, Zheng Qiming looked at Qin Xuan.

"Xiao Xuan, are you confident?"

Seeing Zheng Qiming look over, Qin Xuan nodded slightly.

"Teacher, I am absolutely sure."

These days, Zheng Qiming has been taking him and another martial artist in the class, Fang Lian, to find students in the key class.

He has won every battle without a doubt, which gives him a good grasp of his strength.

He doesn't have to worry about the school during the Seven Cities Joint Examination, and his goal is to be the masters of several other schools, as well as the first in other cities.

"In addition to Qin Xuan, we also have Fang Lian, which means that we will also win the second game."

"And the rest."

Zheng Qiming looked at the other three students, and in order to win the competition, he handed the three bottles of Peiyuan liquid at the bottom of his box to the three students to drink.

Now their strength has broken through to the level of warriors