"What did you do?"
Zhang Xuan was rendered speechless by the other party's rage.
This misunderstanding seemed to be a little too big!
However, if it had been anyone else, they would surely have thought the same as well. Not only did the young mistress not offer any cultivation pointers, but she was also willing to do so. On top of that, her face reddened as she spoke, and more importantly, the Recording Crystal was crushed into smithereens. It was obvious that she had destroyed the evidence...
All the signs indicated that something was amiss.
In an instant, Zhang Xuan was labeled as a weird uncle, a sex maniac, a shameless teacher, and so on.
"Uncle Yao, what are you thinking? If you continue like this, I won't bother with you anymore! "
Seeing the enraged Yao Han and hearing his words, how could Zhang Xuan not understand what was going on? Her face turned incredibly awful, and she nearly went insane.
She was a young girl. If she spouted such nonsense, where would her reputation be?
"Miss …"
After being interrupted by Zhao Ya, Yao Han could only retract his aura.
"Alright, accompany me to collect my bedding. Don't delay my class tomorrow!" Zhao Ya snorted, turned around and walked out of the room.
She couldn't say that she was sick. Once she said it, she would definitely be questioned. How could she say it in such a situation?
Thus, in this situation, he could only say that he was willing to acknowledge Zhang Xuan as his teacher. There was no other excuse.
"Hmph!"
Seeing his mistress turn around and leave the room, Yao Han glanced coldly at Zhang Xuan, and a glint flashed across his eyes. It was hard to tell what he was thinking about, but with a wave of his hands, he walked out.
Right now, he even had the urge to kill this young man. If not for the fact that this was an academy and that the young mistress was stopping him, he would have already made his move.
"Who did I offend …"
Seeing the other party's cold gaze, Zhang Xuan felt helpless.
I'm just taking in a student, is there a need to go so far...
He made it seem as if he was guilty of all kinds of evil, but … he didn't do anything at all!
"Forget it, I still have a lot of time today. Let's see if I can accept a few more students! The more students we take in, the more resources we get! "
The teachers of Hongtian Academy are divided into many ranks. Every year, they would be evaluated based on the students' performance. The number of students they take in, the improvement they make, the results they obtain in various competitions … These are all factors that determine the teacher's promotion.
The higher the rank, the more resources the teachers and students would receive, the more resources they would receive.
In other words, it was the true progress of both teacher and student.
At the very most, he had only accepted three students and could only maintain his teaching position. In terms of qualifications, he was still the last in the entire school!
If he wanted to improve, he could only accept more students.
… …
"Zheng Yang, don't be disappointed! Isn't it because Teacher Wang Chao didn't accept you? It's not to the extent of being depressed! "
On the road to the academy, two youths were walking. One of them was comforting the one behind him.
"Mo Xiao, you've been accepted. Of course, it's easier said than done. What if you don't get chosen?" Zheng Yang raised his eyebrows, seemingly unhappy with his friend's consolation.
"Cough cough, don't say that. Actually, other teachers are fine too. There's no need to insist on choosing Wang Chao laoshi!"
The first youth, Mo Xiao, scratched his head awkwardly.
"No need to choose him? It's easy for you to say, but the two of us have been practicing spear arts together since young, and we have long regarded the spear as a part of us. We can't bear to part with it anymore. The best spear art instructor in Hongtian Academy is Wang Chao laoshi. You managed to become his disciple, but I failed. How can I not be depressed? "
Zheng Yang said angrily.
"This …" Being questioned, Mo Xiao didn't know how to reply.
In Hongtian Academy, different teachers specialize in different areas. Some specialize in fist arts, some specialize in saber arts … Wang Chao laoshi is famous for his expertise in spear arts. Even among the teachers in the academy, he is ranked amongst the top.
The two of them took the examination at the same time, hoping to be accepted. In the end, one succeeded while the other failed. It was no wonder why the loser was depressed.
"Eh, there's a classroom here. Why don't we go in and take a look!"
Just as he was at a loss on how to resolve the awkwardness, Mo Xiao suddenly saw a classroom not too far away. He pointed to it.
"I'm not going …" Zheng Yang shook his head.
"Let's go in and take a look. What if this teacher also specializes in spear arts?" Mo Xiao consoled. "In any case, you won't lose anything just by taking a look!"
"Alright!" Even though he was reluctant, Zheng Yang still followed behind Mo Xiao and entered the classroom.
In the classroom, just as Zhang Xuan was considering whether he should go out to pull Mo Xiao back, he saw two youths walking in.
"Teacher, nice to meet you!" Mo Xiao bowed.
"Un!" Zhang Xuan lifted his eyelids. "You two wish to acknowledge me as your teacher?"
"It's this brother of mine. He is extremely formidable, especially in spear arts. Among the younger generation, there aren't many who can match up to him. I hope that he can receive teacher's guidance!" Mo Xiao hurriedly said.
"Mo Xiao …" Zheng Yang tugged on his good brother's sleeves.
"What's wrong?" Mo Xiao was puzzled.
"Look at the environment here …"
Zheng Yang furrowed his brows.
This classroom was extremely narrow and it seemed to only be able to accommodate a dozen or so people. With a single look, one could tell that it was a small classroom.
The size of the classroom represented the strength of the teacher. The top few teachers in the academy had classrooms that were as big as a public square, able to accommodate hundreds of students to cultivate at the same time. Since this classroom was only the size of a palm, the standard of the teacher was probably very ordinary.
"It is indeed a little small …" Mo Xiao also noticed the size of the classroom and his heart skipped a beat.
Initially, he wanted to help his good friend resolve his frustrations. Yet, they ended up in such a small place. If the standard of the teacher was really low, not only would he not resolve his frustrations, he might even become even more depressed.
"Let's practice our spear arts!"
Seemingly oblivious to the whispers of the two, Zhang Xuan said calmly.
"Since we're already here, we might as well take things as they come. It's not a big deal for this teacher to guide us. If our standards aren't up to par, we can just not acknowledge him as our teacher!" Seeing the hesitation on Zheng Yang's face, Mo Xiao said.
"Un!" Zheng Yang nodded his head.
Unless it was those extremely popular teachers who many students flocked to, most teachers would choose their students based on the students' standards.
After thinking through all these, Zheng Yang didn't hesitate much. He took the spear from his back and twisted it together.
Weng!
With the spear in hand, Zheng Yang's expression changed instantly. As though an unsheathed sword, it carried a threatening sharpness.
Sou sou sou sou!
As the spear pierced forth, a sonic boom sounded in the air. The entire room seemed to have been torn apart and the sound of wind howling could be heard in the surroundings.
Once an expert made a move, there was nothing that could be done. This Zheng Yang might not be too strong, but his spear arts were indeed not weak.
Hu!
The tip of the spear trembled as it struck a stone pillar not too far away. With a light buzz, a row of numbers appeared.
“110！”
It actually weighed more than a hundred kilograms!
In terms of lethality, even a Fighter 1-dan Juxi realm pinnacle expert wouldn't be able to withstand it!
"Teacher, please guide me!"
Keeping his spear, Zheng Yang calmly looked at Mo Xiao with an indifferent expression.
Honestly speaking, looking at the size of the classroom, he didn't think highly of the teacher before him. He felt that his standards were only average.
As expected, the teacher's eyes were half-closed. It was hard to tell what he was thinking about. Upon hearing his question, he opened his eyes and slowly looked over with a faint smile on his lips.
"You've been emotionally hurt before? In other words … dumped by someone? "
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