Chapter 14 Want to be my student?
Interesting boy...
An Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, and her charming color suddenly decreased, like two crescents, showing some cuteness.
"My name is An Yan, quiet An, Yan of Baihua Zhengyan, the head teacher of the elite fourth class of Qiongwu College, and also the instructor of special students in the graduating class." An Yan looked serious and said seriously.
Immediately, she stared at Fang Xu with red eyes: "Kid, can you tell me your name now?"
"Hello, Mr. An, my name is Fang Xu, Fang Zheng's Fang, Xu, the rising sun in the east. The elite graduation class of Qiongwu College, please give me more advice. Fang Xu said calmly.
An Yan... Even if the battle vein of the big sun is excluded, there is no name among the future human female strong men. It seems that she did not reach the peak in her previous life.
After examining his memory again, Fang Xu became more and more sure.
"Well, Mr. Xia's swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary, and I am also willing to bow down, but he is more inclined to the academic school. He likes all kinds of exercises, and his theory is extremely solid. He is said to be a master of theoretical swordsmanship. I'm afraid there are few of them in the southern realm, but in terms of actual combat, tut..."
An Yan shook her head and didn't say anything, but the meaning was self-evident.
Xia Feng's face changed slightly and looked at An Yan helplessly, but he knew in his heart that what she was telling was indeed the truth. What's more, she was An Yan, not someone else. Of course, she could not refute without demeanor, so she was silent.
It's Fang Xu, with a pale face and doesn't care.
"Huh? Don't you have anything to say?" An Yan suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Fang Xu in surprise: "Listen to old man Lei, do you all want to participate in the enrollment of Yanhuang University? Their assessment has a lot of actual combat, only know training and theory. If the actual combat ability is not good, it is not easy to pass!"
Fang Xu still didn't say a word.
"Why do you think you talk less than Mr. Zong? Forget it, that's not the point..." An Yan shook her head and immediately said, "I've told you so much. The meaning is very simple. I'm An Yan, but among the teachers of Qiongwu College, I'm the most enthusiastic and good at actual combat. Every point of my strength is obtained in the fight!"
How's it going? Are you excited? Do you want to be my student? As long as you nod, I can talk to Old Lei and transfer you to my name. There is no problem!" An Yan looked at Fang Xu with enthusiasm on her face.
"Mr. An, don't you usually hate teaching students the most? Even if you work as a mentor, you also chose Hong Tian, the boy who advocates fighting, in order to complete the task. How come..."
Hearing this, Xia Feng's face suddenly changed, and his heart suddenly became anxious.
He has thought about several cruel hell-like training to practice Fang Xu, which can not only make him realize what hell life is worse than death, but also makes him waste a lot of time and unable to quickly improve his strength.
Would you like to take the exam at Yanhuang University?
Dream!
Kid, blame you for messing with a woman you shouldn't touch!
In the depths of Xia Feng's eyes, a wisp of ice is fleeting, and no one notices it.
"Mr. Xia, do I still have to report to you when I do things? As a man, it's annoying for such a mother-in-law to be nosy!" An Yan raised her head, her face became as cold as frost, and said stiffly to Xia Feng.
Immediately looked down at Fang Xu, with a charming and soft smile on his face again. His eyes were bent like a crescent moon, and he looked at him with a smile: "How's it going, young man, how do you think about my proposal?"
In fact, this is not that An Yan fell in love with Fang Xu, but that she thinks Fang Xu is very interesting, at least more interesting than any of the opposite sex she has seen over the years.
In particular, Fang Xu turned a blind eye to her beauty and was not affected at all.
While this surprised An Yan, it was inevitable that there was a trace of anger.
No woman will not care about her appearance, especially a beautiful woman who grew up with the admiration and compliments of others, and she has a very persistent idea in this regard.
Even if many of her thoughts are focused on her strength, it is difficult to hide this.
This is a woman's nature.
Therefore, An Yan invited Xu.
What's more, she is not wrong. In terms of actual combat, she is indeed the strongest among the teachers of the whole Qiongwu College.
Not only because of her strongest cultivation, but also because of her strength, she is indeed sharpened bit by bit from the cruel actual combat, which can be called the beast school, which is completely different from the strength trained by the academic school step by step.
An Yan believes that if Fang Xu trains with himself, the probability of passing the examination of Yanhuang University will definitely be much higher than following Xia Feng.
From this point of view, she is also a good teacher.
"Mr. An, thank you for your kindness, but I think it's good to follow Principal Lei's arrangement, no need." Fang Xu finally opened his mouth and refused, which shocked An Yan's little snack.
Hey! Boy, I'm doing it for your own good! Are you not sick in your head?
At this moment, An Yan really wanted to pry open Fang Xu's head to see if there was a deep hole in it.
However, she finally regained her composure after taking a deep breath.
"I like a boy with personality." An Yan tilted her head, looked at Fang Xu, touched her chin, and said with a smile.
"Xuzi, my words will always be effective. Before the enrollment assessment of Yanhuang University begins, as long as you change your mind, you can ask me for training at any time." Turning around neatly, An Yan slowly walked out of the martial arts arena, and her soft and sexy voice came from afar.
Fang Xu's face suddenly stiffened, as black as the bottom of the pot.
Xuzi...Xuzi...Xuzi...zi...
Sure enough, will people who have been with the strange principal for a long time become so abnormal...
Hey! That Mr. An, my surname is Fang Xu and my name is Fang Xu! It's not a strange little Xuzi! Can the ancient court eunuch not be so casually placed on a physically and mentally healthy man?!
Fang Xu's helpless eyes, An Yan was doomed to not see, because she had no intention of looking back from leaving.
It's just... I don't know if it's Fang Xu's illusion that An Yan's shoulder seems to shrug slightly a few times...
Although the range of movements is very small, it is extremely obvious to Fang Xu, who has extraordinary eyesight and keen spirit.
It looks like... it's laughing...
You must be laughing!
Follow the unscrupulous teacher who blames the principal for learning badly...
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B bastard, I will definitely let you learn what hell-style training is!
Seeing Fang Xu, who had been staring at An Yan until he disappeared and did not withdraw his eyes, Xia Feng's face was suddenly stunned and roared fiercely in his heart.
"Fang Xu, listen well. From today on, I will be your instructor. In the future, you will have theoretical study in the classroom in the morning, and various training and practice in the afternoon. Generally speaking, as a tutor, I will guide you two to three times a week. The first time should be tomorrow. In the afternoon, I hope you can be mentally prepared.
Xia Feng looked at Fang Xu with a cold face and said lightly.
"Well, now I will go to the elite graduation class classroom and then go to class. This afternoon is a free break, so the training will start tomorrow." As he walked out, Xia Feng would not say anything.
"My Xia Feng's strictness is famous in the college. Since he has been my student, I hope you can complete every task I gave you and don't humiliate me or your other classmates! If there are too many mistakes or I can't complete my task, I will consider recommending the principal to fire you.
"The kind of guy who comes in and wants to fool around can't stay in the Qiongwu Academy!" Xia Feng's voice was cold and arrogant: "I hope you can understand this and don't make mistakes. If you are really that kind of guy, don't blame me for being the first to be rude to you. I, Xia Feng, can't afford to lose this person!"
For a long time, Xia Feng, who didn't hear the sound, turned his head angrily, but was shocked by Fang Xu, who followed him and looked at him calmly.
Immediately felt that it was a shame to be scared by the students. He glared at Fang Xu and shouted, "Kid, haven't you eaten yet? Can't you even talk?!"
Fang Xu still didn't say a word and looked at him quietly. His dark eyes were like two thousand-year-old deep pools, dark and deep, and it was difficult to detect what was flowing and surging in the depths.
This look made Xia Feng, who wanted to continue to roar, suddenly feel cold in his heart, opened his mouth and didn't say anything.
The atmosphere fell into a stalemate for a while.
In the empty and long corridor, there was a dead silence, and only the slight breathing of the two people came one after another, which seemed extremely clear.
One light and one heavy, one slow and one urgent.
The gentle one is Fang Xu, and the most urgent one is Xia Feng.
"I know, you can rest assured." Just when Xia Feng couldn't stand the strange silent atmosphere and wanted to scold something, Fang Xu seemed to pinch the rhythm and suddenly said lightly.
This made Xia Feng, who was ready to speak, choke and coughed before calming down.
"Hmm!" With angrly hum, Xia Feng shook his sleeves, turned around and walked quickly forward. He ignored Fang Xu. In his heart, the other party Xu was even more unhappy. He secretly said that tomorrow's training seemed to be greatly aggravated!
Xia Feng, who was unhappy, directly left Fang Xu in the teaching building area and left directly, asking him to go upstairs to find the elite graduation class. He probably wanted to make Fang Xu, who didn't know the way, get lost and make a fool of himself.
But how could Fang Xu be stopped by such a small difficulty?
With a little release of his spiritual strength and sweeping the whole teaching building, he immediately found that a classroom on the top floor was quite exquisite and luxurious.
There is a sign of Elite Class 1 hanging at the door, and a mass of photon energy floating out below, turning into three words of graduation class, flashing slightly.
There are more than 30 students sitting in the classroom.
Ye Jinxuan and her cousin Qin Lan sat together in the back.
Ning Yufei, who has just met, is standing on the podium, manipulating the light brain holographic special effects system and explaining some theoretical knowledge of practice.
In the process of practicing the forging of the bone force, there are relevant points about opening the bone veins.
On the steps that need to break through the master of concentration, and how to choose the most suitable martial arts condensed runes for your own body.
Two lines of text on the photon blackboard clearly explain the theoretical points of this lesson.
Ning Yufei stood on the podium and talked about various theories. They came from her mouth but were easy to understand, which made people understand as soon as they heard it, and would not appear obscure and profound.
Ning Yufei still has two brushes to be the head teacher of the elite graduating class.
Even Fang Xu's spirit swept over, and when he heard a few words she told, he seemed to understand something.
There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. Each individual in the world is unique, and the results of observing and understanding the world are also different. Looking at the old knowledge from a brand-new perspective may be able to gain different understandings.
Fang Xu praised slightly in his heart, and immediately stopped hesitating. When his body flashed, he stepped away and took a step by step. In a short short moment, he climbed to the top floor and walked to the door of the classroom.
"Drip! Successful identification!"
"Good morning, Fang Xu."
In the gate of alloy casting, a green energy beam suddenly projected from Fang Xu, and a soft female voice sounded.
is the main control brain of the teaching building.