Daqin: the List of Gods is Now in the World, and I Can't Help Being Exposed.

"Let me introduce myself first..."

When Han Song said this, he suddenly saw Wang Xuan who was sitting there, and the words immediately got stuck in his throat.

"That... let's not communicate anymore, let's start the lecture directly."

The students below were all at a loss.

"What's going on, why does this new master speak out of context."

Han Song was also very depressed, the existence of Wang Xuan completely disrupted his original plan.

"I have already understood your situation in advance, and then I will tell you my personal understanding of the art of killing soldiers."

"Also, it's not very peaceful outside recently. It's best for everyone to stay in the academy honestly. If someone kills you after you go out, then as the master, I can only collect your corpses."

When Han Song said this, he looked at Wang Xuan with a smile.

It's just that Wang Xuan felt a bit of resentment in that smile...

Han Song began to explain the meaning of the art of military killing to everyone.

"A rope is light and weightless, just like a human body, but if the rope is soaked in water, its weight will be completely different."

"If the water condenses into ice again, then this rope will have attack power."

"Zhen Qi is like water in a rope, and martial arts are the methods that can turn water into ice."

"Then the rope will be cold." Wang Xuan asked curiously.

Han Song:? ? ?

"Anger +123."

He has a toothache.

Why is this kid's skeleton so amazing?What he said, what he said.

Could it be that Luo Xiao let him go away in anger?

Han Song took a deep breath: "I mean, practice can make us stronger."

"Didn't it harden?" Wang Xuan blurted out.

The air froze again.

"Anger +166."

"Okay, let's stop discussing the meaning of practice. Today is my first day of class, and I don't know everyone's situation. A snake can't do without a head. I decided to choose a senior brother to help me manage the school. Who do you think? Are you most qualified to be a big brother?"

Ning Bufan said: "I recommend Bayushan, Mr. Ba is extremely talented and kind, he is very suitable as a senior brother."

Bayushan said modestly: "In terms of qualifications, I am not as good as Mr. Wang Xuan, and I am afraid that I am not qualified enough to be a senior brother."

Of course, Bayushan was only modest.

He never thought that Emperor Xuan had better aptitude than him.

At most, it's just luckier than myself.

A little humility will make the Master have a good impression of himself.

Wang Xuan looked back at Bayu Mountain, nodded and said, "It makes sense."

@%#*#

Bayushan only felt his head buzzing.

Can you show me some face?I'm just being humble, you're serious.

"Anger +299."

"I propose to let Prince Wang be the senior brother."

Guan Wenguang said loudly.

Last time he was beaten at Bayu Mountain, but today Wang Xuan is willing to teach him how to practice martial arts, it is clear at a glance who is far and who is near.

"This one……"

In fact, before Han Song came here, he also knew that Wang Xuan's aptitude was better, but through today's contact, he found that Wang Xuan's speech is more straightforward.

If Wang Xuan was allowed to be the senior brother to help manage the school, he would have to face such a poisonous tongue every day, thinking about it would give him a chilling feeling.

"That... about choosing a senior brother, let me think about it again."

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Chapter 149 Am I Not Good Enough For You?

A class is finally coming to an end.

In the past, Han Song also had many disciples. At that time, he taught his disciples the thoughts and kung fu of the peasant family. Han Song felt very relaxed and did not feel tired at all.

But today he felt so tired that he wanted to leave before the class was over.

He knew it was exhausting.

His eyes couldn't help looking at Wang Xuan who was sitting there as if he was listening to the class in a serious manner, but also seemed to be distracted.

Han Song shook his head.

In Luo Xiao's letter to himself, he said that this was a gifted student, and Han Song felt that if there were more such geniuses, his master might not live very long.

"Okay, that's all for today's class, everyone should practice hard when they go back."

After Han Song finished speaking, he packed up his things and was about to leave.

Everyone felt that the new master was quite kind.

It just seems that the whole class is not very happy.

"Master, wait a minute."

At this moment, Wang Xuan, who was originally in a state of mind, suddenly stood up.

In an instant, all eyes in the class turned to Wang Xuan.

The hearts of the students "thumped", and they had a bad premonition.

"Wang Xuan, is there anything else you need?"

Han Song asked suspiciously.

He didn't want to talk to Wang Xuan a little bit, and was choked up by Wang Xuan, and he almost didn't slow down this class.

"Master, you haven't left your homework yet."

Wang Xuan said with a smile.

"Anger +100."

"Anger +130."

"Anger +150."

...

In an instant, the students all erupted.

"Homework? What's that?"

Han Song was puzzled.

Wang Xuan repeated what he told Luo Xiao earlier.

"Now every school in the academy keeps homework. This is a rare opportunity to popularize my thoughts."

"Makes sense."

Han Song nodded.

He is an excellent teacher, so he sees the importance of homework immediately.

"Student Wang Xuan, I didn't expect you to come up with such a good method. I will seriously consider your matter as a senior brother."

"Master, those of us who have already started to learn martial arts, don't we need to do homework?" Someone asked with luck.

Unexpectedly, Han Song shook his head: "My thinking is slightly different from what Master Luo Xiao taught, so those who start learning martial arts still have to do homework, but they can do less."

Han Song's voice fell.

"Anger +99."

"Anger +120."

...

Another wave of anger hit.

"Student Wang Xuan, you are very good!"

When Han Song left, he made an affirmative voice to Wang Xuan, and he seemed to be in a much better mood.

The teacher's happiness is as simple as that, and the students' unhappiness is their happiness.

But Wang Xuan was also very happy.

In just a short period of time, the anger value increased by more than 2000.

Wang Xuan made up his mind to do more of this kind of good people and good deeds that lead the whole school to make progress together.

Wang Xuan couldn't help but glanced at the faces of his classmates, they were all the cutest people.

Just being swept by Wang Xuan's gaze, many people in the school felt a little shuddering in their hearts.

"It's terrible, why is this guy smiling at me?"

"My God! He doesn't have any bad ideas, does he?"

"Master Ba, how is your practice going?"

Wang Xuan saw Bayu Shan approaching, and took the initiative to say hello.

Bayushan immediately lowered his head and quickened his pace, not daring to answer.