My Wife is a Dragon

These guys didn't even intend to listen to the class seriously. Most of them were sitting in their seats in a daze or dozing off.

What a pitiful reality, Ximen Qin also felt a little powerless in his heart. He really wanted to open the minds of these bastards to see what they were thinking.

Shunpo of this brand-new concept was the concept that led to Seoringei Shunpo's reforms, but these guys didn't even have the interest to learn.

If students from other classes know about it, I am afraid that one by one will come over to study...

Of course, it is not enough to have theory alone, there must also be corresponding training methods, otherwise it will be in vain.

"What a bunch of unmotivated guys."

Ximen Qin was helpless. The attitude of these people made him have the idea of ​​giving up. Anyway, being a teacher should be a temporary thing, and there is no need to waste a long time.

But on second thought, if all the students who came out of him were like scumbags, wouldn't that be humiliating his reputation?

After all, he's also the vice-captain of the tenth division now, so he can't lose his name.

Thinking of the materials I read yesterday, I can only feel depressed in my heart, but I can't let these guys ruin his reputation like this.

There is still a year left, so I have to get some decent ones out.

Under this idea, Ximen Qin continued to explain his brand-new Shunbu concept. Of course, only a few people were listening.

This is the end of a morning class, and the explanation stopped at the moment when the school bell rang.

"How much you can remember is your business, and whether you can achieve something in the future is your business."

After Ximen Qin said this, he left the classroom. Today his class is over, and the next thing is his free time.

After he left, the whole classroom was noisy again.

"Why do you think this head teacher is so cruel? Nine people have already been thrown down on the second day, and I don't know how many people will be thrown down tomorrow."

"Yeah, it's too dangerous, I don't want to die in this academy."

"How about something exciting tomorrow?"

"I think I can."

While these students were talking, Mikiko stood up and said loudly, "Mr. Ximen Qin is not the kind of person you think."

Unfortunately, the others just glanced at her and left the classroom silently keeping a distance.

Sifengyuan Ye Yi also stood up silently, with his head half lowered as if thinking about something, and left the classroom under everyone's attention. ')

Chapter 1397

Chapter [-] Stealing Ghost Way?

A teaching that is not successful, only a few people in the class are listening, and the others can basically give up.

If it wasn't for knowing something special, I'm afraid that Ximen Qin had already driven these students out, and why would they be allowed to stay in this classroom.

He doesn't think of himself as a bad person, but he also doesn't think of himself as a good person who can compromise on anything.

Being a teacher can be easy or troublesome. Everyone's teaching method is different, and his teaching method must be a little special.

Back in the other courtyard, Ximen Qin picked up the information again and looked at it, carefully screening and judging.

In the afternoon, when the True Central Spiritual Arts Academy was quite lively, some loud noises could be heard everywhere.

If there is no accident, this should be the sound of the student contacting ghosts.

The afternoon course is Ghost Road, which is also the most interesting course for many students.

"Fortunately, I'm not teaching ghost courses now, otherwise there will be a good show."

Ximen Qin secretly rejoiced, he didn't understand these things about ghosts, and if he asked him to teach them, it would definitely be a pit.

"Why don't you take this opportunity to take a look?"

A flash of light flashed in his mind, and the student practiced ghost Taoism, so he could go and have a look.Other teachers may not be able to, but he, the head teacher, has no pressure at all.

After confirming the plan, Ximen Qin decisively put away the materials and went to the huge playground of the college.

There is a certain danger in practicing ghost ways, and some advanced ghost ways are even more destructive. It is very easy to blow up a classroom.

Each class corresponds to an area, and the sound of explosions is constantly coming from the playground, and each target turns to ashes under the ghosts of the students.

There are also some students who are not very entangled in this, and can only hit the target, and even the direction of the ghost cannot be controlled, and the attack fails.

Everyone's talents are different, and everyone is good at different things.

The school's ghost teachers and kendo teachers are the most precious materials. Although their teaching methods are relatively traditional, they can also teach very good students.

The six-year-old venue is in the corner near the playground, and unlike other trigger-heated conditions, it's quiet, a little too quiet.

From a distance, you can see the ghost teacher sitting and talking, while the students standing in line look listless.

Even the ghosts performed by a few students who were called out to demonstrate were appalling. Maybe it was okay to kill a kitten and a puppy.

"O King's Lander! The mask of flesh and blood, all phenomena, the thing that flutters high, and bears the name of human beings! Burning heat and strife, rolling southward across the sea, and marching forward! Thirty-one red artillery of breaking the road!"

A student next to him was singing a ghostly way, and he actually performed the thirty-one way, which made the other students envious.

"boom!"

A pillar of fire flew out from the student's palm and extended to a target ten meters away, blowing the target into pieces in one fell swoop.

Seeing this situation, Ximen Qin's heart moved, and he silently wrote down the chanting text, his eyes shot all over, and a purple awn flashed in his eyes, carefully observing the ghost ways these people performed, the chants they sang. arts.