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Chapter 50

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A pair of deep eyes, stared at the training field from afar.

The academy elder stood by the window on the third floor, watching everything that happened in the training field.

He frowned deeply.

The moment Fang Yuan took the initiative to enter the stage, he could not help but feel astonished. He did not expect Fang Yuan to do so.

"This kid, he is quite slippery. He is well versed in the academy's rules, and has never made any mistakes. Although he often sleeps in class, but once he is asked, his answers are always comprehensive, and no one can pick out any mistakes. To catch his weakness and suppress his aura, it will be difficult. "

Unknowingly, the academy elder felt a slight sense of disgust towards Fang Yuan.

As a teacher, he naturally liked obedient and smart students. He hated those who did not follow the rules, and were mischievous.

But the academy elder had been in charge of the academy for many years, and was very experienced. He had seen countless students. Among them, there were those who were extremely obedient and obedient. There were also those who caused trouble all day long, and always broke the rules.

He had already achieved a state of calm, and treated everyone equally. And at the same time, he carved the words "As a teacher, teach without discrimination" on the right corner of his study table, as his motto.

He had never felt such disgust towards a student.

Feeling the disgust in his heart, the academy elder was a little surprised.

In the previous years, even the most mischievous students, he was able to tolerate them. Why did he lose his composure when facing Fang Yuan?

He thought about it carefully, and after a while, he finally found the reason.

Fang Yuan, this kid, had a kind of arrogance in his bones!

It was as if he did not care about the teachers at all. Not only did he not listen to the martial arts instructor's words, he even publicly refuted him.

Actually, the phenomenon of students refuting their teachers in public was a common occurrence in the previous years. But those kids, always had agitated emotions. If it was not rebellious, then it was anger, arrogance, etc.

The academy elder was very clear, the more agitated the youths were, the more fearful they were.

But Fang Yuan did not have any.

He did not have the slightest bit of fear in his heart, as if he had seen through the academy's tricks.

His face was cold, and even when he stepped down from the stage, there was no change in his expression. It was as if he had done something insignificant.

Yes, he treated the matter of disobeying his teacher as a trivial matter!

In short —

He was not afraid.

It was this point that caused the academy elder to feel displeased and disgusted!

The academy elder could tolerate youngsters who were ten times more troublesome and mischievous than Fang Yuan. That was because these students all knew fear, and they were all controlled by their agitated emotions.

As long as they were afraid, as long as they were impulsive, they would be easily manipulated.

But not Fang Yuan.

He was calm and collected, not taking his teacher seriously.

He did not revere it!

If one did not revere the clan, even if he was raised, how could he be used by the clan?

"Once such a person appears, he must be suppressed. He must be suppressed! Otherwise, his existence would plant the seeds of resistance in the hearts of the other students. As time went on, it infected the others, and they no longer respected their teachers. As a school, how are we supposed to manage the students? "

The Academy Elder squinted his eyes and made up his mind.

But soon, a worried expression appeared on his face again.

How was he going to suppress Fang Yuan?

Fang Yuan did not make any mistakes, and he could not find any weaknesses.

Fang Yuan's slipperiness gave him a helpless feeling of not knowing where to start. He had never met a student who was so familiar with all the rules of the academy.

As the academy elder, he had always been fair and just. He could not be like a hooligan, purposely finding fault with Fang Yuan.

He had placed his hopes on the martial arts instructor, but he was deeply disappointed.

"Looks like to suppress Fang Yuan's limelight, I can only wait for the other students to advance to Rank one middle stage."

For a Gu Master to advance, the biggest factor was their talent.

With his rich experience, the academy elder had already calculated in his heart: The ones who had the chance to advance first were Guyue Fangzheng, Chicheng and Mobei.

One of them was A grade, the other two were B grade, and they had the support of their elders, so they did not lack Yuan stone. No matter which one it was, they had the possibility of becoming this year's first Rank one middle stage.

"Guyue Fangzheng, Chicheng and Mobei, these three are the true hope of this year." The Academy Elder looked at the training field and sighed.

With his sharp eyes, he had already discovered: On the training field, the students seemed to be standing casually, but in reality, they had already formed into three circles.

In one circle, Guyue Cheng was holding his shoulder, surrounded by a group of people of the same age.

The second circle's center was Guyue Fangzheng. The descendants of the clan leader were all subtly relying on this A grade genius.

The third circle was Guyue Mobei. His internal injuries had already been healed, and he stood in the middle of the training field, his face pale. The students beside him were asking about his well-being.

"This is the meaning of allowing them to fight." Looking at the three circles, the Academy Elder smiled, full of gratification.

Letting the students fight was not only to nurture their battle instincts, but more importantly, it was to select leaders in advance.

In the previous years, the small circles could only be separated in the second half of the year. But this year, because of Fang Yuan's sudden appearance and extortion, the fights were brought forward greatly.

Facing Fang Yuan, only Fangzheng, Mobei and Chicheng dared to challenge him head-on.

After a long period of time, the other youths naturally took these three as their leaders after a subtle and imperceptible influence.

As long as there were no accidents, these three circles would be the future leaders of the clan.

"But these circles are not stable yet, and there are still people moving between the circles. When the three of them advance to the middle stage, they will be given the positions of class monitor and vice class monitor, and with power, the circle will be stabilized. "The Academy Elder thought.

Of course, there were people who were not in these three circles.

There was only one, and that was Fang Yuan.

It was human nature to rely on the strong. In fact, even though Fang Yuan extorted the students and stood on the opposite side of everyone. But it was not that there were no youths who wanted to rely on him.

But these people, were all rejected by Fang Yuan. To him, only those who were useful were pawns, and these people of the same age had too little value.

This was another reason why the Academy Elder hated Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan was too eccentric, and did not fit in with the group. For such a person, the clan did not have as much control over him as they did over the other youths.

The Academy Elder's gaze, once again landed on Fang Yuan in the middle of the field.

Fang Yuan stood alone in a corner, his hands behind his back, his eyelids slightly closed. No matter how the youths in the field fought for the prize, his expression did not change at all.

His surroundings were empty, and none of the youths were willing to stand with him.

It was obvious that he did not want these people to stand with him.

He stood alone, and loneliness enveloped him.

He drifted away from the group.

"But, there is no need to worry too much. This Fang Yuan is still young, he can be trained slowly. "The Academy Elder's eyes flashed as he thought to himself.

"The next step is to set up a class monitor and vice class monitor. After a year, they will be divided into groups, with a leader and vice leader. Every year, there will be all sorts of glory and rewards, such as the Little Red Flower Award, Blue Scarf Award, Five Merit Student Award. If he wants to cultivate, he will need resources, and he will have to compete for these positions and rewards. After a long time, he will be bound by family, friendship, and love. There is no need to worry that he will leave the clan's control. "

Over the years, the Academy Elder had gradually come to understand.

Once a new member of the clan was born, the clan would brainwash them.

First, they would be instilled with the clan's supreme values. Then, they would be taught morals, and they would realize the beauty and importance of family, friendship, and love.

They would also be taught the concept of glory, and in the process of growing up, they would constantly use material rewards to attract them. Using the clan's established positions, they would select and recruit the most loyal clansmen.

Don't think that the positions of class monitor and vice class monitor were small, but once they became one, they would be integrated into the clan's system.

Under such a system, they would be influenced. On one side were the benefits and sweetness of power, and on the other side were the disadvantages of leaving the system. With a carrot in one hand and a stick in the other, who could escape?

Even the most rebellious person, the most eccentric person, would be assimilated into the clan step by step. Even if there was no loyalty, loyalty would be cultivated. Even if there was no family, friendship, or love would be involved.

That was the power of the system.

That was the power of rules.

That was the clan's way of survival!

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