Wang Ling hadn't expected Old Antique to announce the news so soon. There were a lot of flash marriages these days, but he hadn't expected there to be so many flash relationships as well.
Wang Ling felt that Old Antique might have been unable to extricate himself from the river of love because he had been lacking love for too long.
It was obvious that spring had arrived for Old Antique.
On the other side, Hero Guo had also entered the cold winter season …
Dopey wasn't an ordinary parrot. This wasn't only reflected in its special abilities after mixing various bloodlines, but also in its ability to transform. Dopey could transform, even though it could only maintain its human form for a limited time. But it was enough to train Hero Guo.
Especially when Dopey saw that a small part of its pristine white feathers, which it was so proud of, had actually been plucked off because of this damn fortune-telling …
Wang Ling could feel the low pressure coming from Hero Guo's shoulder even from afar. Furthermore, he could hear Dopey's thoughts again: whip, handcuffs, small candle …
Hiss! Although it was just three short nouns, it was already enough for Wang Ling's imagination to run wild.
Wang Ling had never thought that playing with a bird could be so exciting nowadays …
When in love, Old Antique was even more amiable than usual. This should have been a stress-free spirit sword training session, but Hero Guo's expression was deeply immersed in Dopey's cold pressure the entire time, and he couldn't lift his spirits no matter what.
The lesson of this story was that there was a price to pay for posturing. If you wanted to show off in front of others, a bird would drop wax on you behind your back … Wang Ling felt that through this incident, Father and Mother Wang had once again instilled in him a good example of how to "be a low-key person."
As always, Wang Ling felt that the spirit sword training session this time was very boring. What Old Antique taught was a very basic beginner spirit sword course.
In theory, a Foundation Establishment cultivator could fly a sword. But according to the current education system, Huaxiu nation's General Administration of Education had moved "flying a sword" to universities.
In high school, the vast majority of Foundation Establishment high school students would be exposed to basic maintenance of spirit swords and basic flying swords.
Of course, as students of the elite class, they might also be exposed to more in-depth content, such as advanced sword techniques and swordsmanship manuals and so on. But for Wang Ling, these lessons still weren't challenging at all.
As the saying goes, a true expert doesn't have a sword in his hand, but a sword in his heart. Even a blade of grass can cut through the stars, the sun, and the moon … This kind of highest level of swordsmanship had already been recorded in the annals of history, and most people thought that it was just a legend. But Wang Ling felt that if the Dao talisman seal was completely undone, it wouldn't be difficult for him to cut a star with a blade of grass.
The basic sword manipulation training was mainly to control one's spirit sword to draw the figure 8 in the air. Wang Ling carefully controlled his small wooden sword and restrained his strength as he did his best to hold back, for fear that he would accidentally blow off the roof of the stadium.
In the end, thanks to Old Antique's strict grading, Wang Ling's proficiency in the Sword Control Technique was rated fourth out of everyone.
Although he was ranked fourth out of the five, he was still very satisfied with this ranking.
The person ranked last was Feather Lin. The Mother-Child Sword was not easy to control in the first place. The mental cultivation method and the Imperial Sword Technique were twice as difficult as holding the sword with one hand. What was more, Feather Lin had misunderstood the gender of her two spirit swords over the years … so although they had gone through a long period of getting used to each other, the fact was that the development of their rapport had always been delayed.
"We can't go on like this." Old Antique put his hands on his hips and sighed, feeling a headache coming on.
Although Old Antique, who was madly in love, was a little unusual, he didn't idle around to collect data from the previous spirit sword exchange meet between No. 59 High School and No. 58 High School.
On paper, students from the three schools actually had about the same level of control over their spirit swords.
In fact, No. 60 High School had an advantage because Lotus Sun's Mysterious Sea had already given birth to a sword spirit. To use an old saying from chuunibyou, high school students who had given birth to a sword spirit were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns in all one hundred schools, and were terrifying existences …
However, the spirit sword exchange meet was a team event, and used a team grading system. If No. 60 High School wanted to win in this exchange meet, apart from Lotus Sun and Super Chen, who were currently performing the best, the other three had to at least ensure that their final grades were at or above the average. If one of them held them back, the result would be disastrous.
It was worth mentioning that although Wang Ling was ranked fourth, his grades were stuck at the city average. Old Antique felt that this was very miraculous. In some sense, Old Antique felt that someone who scored sixty was more capable than someone who scored one hundred.
But at the moment, it looked like Feather Lin was the only one holding them back, and the grades didn't look good. The city average score for the Imperial Sword Technique was sixty-five, and Feather Lin hadn't even reached the passing mark.
But Old Antique was Old Antique. Since Headmaster Chen had sent Old Antique to lead the team, even if this fatty who only knew how to eat snacks was currently having a bad time, his teaching ability was unquestionable.
After that, except for Feather Lin, everyone else left the gym. There were still two hours before dinner. These two hours were supposed to be free time. But Feather Lin would have to work overtime to train.
"Teacher, am I hopeless?" This fujoshi was obviously very vexed as she lowered her head deeply. Feather Lin felt that flying a sword had become the second most painful experience in her life, after those gay doujinshi had been burned.
Girls were thin-skinned, and Old Antique had to leave them some face. If it had been Teacher Pan's teaching style, she would have long since broken out in a torrent of abuse, and used all kinds of radical goading methods to stimulate the students' adrenaline.
But every teacher had their own teaching style.
This kind of reprimanding and goading method didn't suit Old Antique's gentle style at all. Moreover, this was Old Antique who was madly in love. It was even more impossible for him to reprimand a female student who had been thwarted on the road to learning.
Compared with Teacher Pan's goading method, Old Antique was better at encouraging education.
Furthermore, he was very good at prescribing the right medicine.
Flying a pair of mother and child swords was indeed a lot more troublesome than using a one-handed sword, but the principle was the same; the students just had to memorize a few more formulas. For students in the elite class, memorizing books had never been difficult, not to mention that Feather Lin herself was a top student.
Hence, Old Antique felt that it wasn't that Feather Lin couldn't learn, but that she couldn't get into it. Furthermore, Old Antique could see that Feather Lin was in a very low mood.
In fact, the pile of collectible gay doujinshi that had been burned a while ago was the main culprit behind Feather Lin's mood. But Old Antique didn't know anything about this at all, and could only judge based on his many years of experience and observation.
After all, investigating a student's privacy in private was quite perverted behavior.
In a situation like this, Old Antique had a lot of ways to deal with this kind of difficult and complicated problem.
In any case, he just had to give her what she liked.
Spirit light flashed in Old Antique's hand, and a book appeared. He handed Feather Lin a book that he had prepared beforehand. "I hope Student Lin will take a good look at this book. The main character's name is very similar to that of your mother and child swords."
Feather Lin took the book curiously, and saw the four words "Founder of Devil Path" elegantly written on the cover …
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Actually, before this group training, Old Antique had already thoughtfully prepared gifts for everyone in accordance with his motivational method as an emergency incentive.
For Lotus Sun, he had compiled a list of Wang Ling's favorite snacks.
For Super Chen, he had prepared a dumbbell with a gravity system so that he could control its weight at will.
For Hero Guo, he had prepared a small notebook that recorded student gossip that only Old Antique knew.
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