I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

The seat in front of Wang Xuan was vacant, and Gong Shuqiang asked for leave and didn't come because his leg injury hadn't healed yet.

Guan Wenguang quietly came to Wang Xuan's side.

Although Wang Xuan's words were a bit hurtful, in Guan Wenguang's heart, he and Wang Xuan were the same kind of people.

Because at the time of the guidance, only he and Wang Xuan trembled.

So in Guan Wenguang's heart, there was always a kind of thought buried, although he didn't feel Qi now, but as long as he felt Qi, he would immediately soar into the sky, even more genius than Emperor Xuan.

"Young Master Wang, can you tell me how you usually practice?"

As if afraid of Wang Xuan's rejection, he hurriedly said, "I can exchange news with you."

"what news?"

Wang Xuan was somewhat curious.

"About our new master, Han Song, it is said that he is a traitor to the farm family. He was expelled from the farm house because he slandered the hall master."

"But after he was expelled from the farm family, he took refuge in the imperial court. The court has always preached that he is the ideological heir of the farm family."

Wang Xuan nodded.

This is also normal, most of the children of the peasant family are against Daqin. Supporting someone who is influential in the peasant family and who is not in line with the mainstream of the peasant family can weaken the power of the peasant family.

If he were the ruler of the Great Qin Empire, he would do the same.

"I've already told you the news, it's time for you to tell me your method of practicing."

Guan Wenguang looked at Wang Xuan eagerly.

Wang Xuan was a little speechless, as if he had agreed to him.

Moreover, his practice methods cannot be taught to others.

You can't tell him that there is a small gap between you and me.

"Actually, my learning method is very simple, that is to swing the sword [-] times a day, and go all out with every sword." Wang Xuan said solemnly.

"Ten thousand times? Isn't that a bit much?"

Although Guan Wenguang said so, his eyes lit up.

"You can be a master only if you endure hardships." Wang Xuan patted him on the shoulder.

"I understand, thank you, Young Master Wang, you are such a good person!" Guan Wenguang nodded heavily, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

A few years later, when Guan Wenguang looked back on his life, he would say gratefully, "The Most Holy Emperor Xuan is the lamp that illuminates his life, and the teacher he will always admire in his heart."

The bell for class rang, and Han Song stepped into the school.

The classroom suddenly fell silent.

Some people have heard about Han Song, but most of the students are still curious about the new Master.

This so-called traitor of the peasant family, but after he left the peasant family, many disciples of the peasant family chose to follow him.

He created his own New Agricultural School, so he is very qualified to be the teacher.

"Hello everyone, my name is Han Song, and I will be your wife from now on. Today is the first day we meet. Don't be cautious. I am very easy-going. We can chat with each other and get acquainted."

Han Song smiled and said to the students in the farm hall.

"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. Bayushan is extremely talented and kind. He is very suitable as a big brother."

Bayu Shan said modestly: "In terms of aptitude, I'm not as good as Wang Xuan, so I'm afraid I'm 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 Wang Xuan 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, he also knew that Wang Xuan had better aptitude, but through today's contact, he found that this student Wang Xuan speaks more straightforwardly.

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."

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 by Wang Xuan, and he almost didn't recover from the whole class.

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

Wang Xuan said with a smile.

"Anger +100."

"Anger +130."

"Anger +150."