Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

The two helicopters exploded instantly, spewing out a large ball of flame and thick smoke that fell to the ground.

Darius squinted and looked into the depths of the jungle.

"It seems you have reinforcements..."

A figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

"That's all thanks to you. I couldn't find them at all before, but you made such a big commotion that I couldn't miss them."

The man walked out slowly. He was a middle-aged man with slightly graying temples and a weathered look in his eyes. He was wearing a traditional Chinese robe with a southern Qin style, cloth shoes, and a black umbrella in his hand.

"If you two are feeling alright, you should hurry and leave. It's been hard for you both to attract attention for so long with this anti-separation device. Next..."

The middle-aged man slightly assumed a fighting stance.

"Leave it to me."

Chapter Forty-Eight: Life is One's Own

Older gingers are more spicy.

Before the middle-aged man arrived, Corpse Dog and Devourer faced two dilemmas, one big and one small, for them.

The most important things are one's own life, property, and freedom—this needs no explanation.

The minor issue is the exposure of the anti-isolated ore. Darius has already seen that they only carried anti-isolated ore on them, and the special status of anti-isolated ore should not be repeated now.

The middle-aged man's appearance resolved the major predicament, which was relatively easy to handle. However, his addition regarding the anti-isolated ore was a stroke of genius, instantly transforming the story from "the two stole so much ore just to cover up the anti-isolated ore" to "they immediately handed the ore over to their accomplices after obtaining it, while keeping the anti-isolated ore for themselves to create confusion."

This statement is bound to make people think.

The world is currently at a loss as to how to obtain anti-isolated minerals, so it's truly unacceptable that an organization would go to such lengths to steal them.

The middle-aged man's words left room for speculation.

It turns out that after seizing the minerals, the thieves split into several groups. They were using the anti-depletion ore to stall for time, allowing the main force to secretly leave.

But could their large force move so efficiently that it could carry so much ore away?

Was it because the large group had many people, or were there many ores among them, like the anti-separation bodies, that were merely used as a cover and discarded after being obtained?

Darius didn't think much of it. He felt it was pointless to think about all that nonsense. In the end, he would still have to take action, arrest people, and interrogate them to get the answer.

He coldly looked up, and the two met eyes.

brush!

Without any warning, Darius made his move, flashing over like the hero who was last-second ...

The middle-aged man, carrying an umbrella, went to greet Darius.

Corpse Dog and Devouring Thief swept over the anti-separation bodies they could grab, not caring whether it was enough. It wasn't that they couldn't take more, but given the current situation, taking more would inevitably arouse suspicion. They could always steal more anti-separation bodies if they ran out. But their plot to obtain anti-separation bodies couldn't be exposed. The two could tell which was more important.

Darius was getting anxious. Although the armed helicopters had received his orders to pursue them, in this terrain, a few helicopters might not be able to handle them.

He wanted to get away, but...

Who are you?!

A punch was thrown, sparks flew and lightning flashed; the special effects were certainly top-notch, but it didn't really have much of an impact.

“A person like you is no nobody!” Darius said in a deep voice, “Why are you acting so suspiciously now? Why not abandon your evil ways and embrace the light as soon as possible!”

The middle-aged man ignored Darius; he was also under considerable pressure, facing a magic warrior for the first time. Unless one's strength was overwhelmingly superior, such battles were usually very difficult, as the man felt his opponent possessed all the advantages of both a martial artist and a mage.

Just like now, Darius still has the leisure to verbally harass the other side, but the middle-aged man has little energy to reply.

The situation on the field became deadlocked. Darius's moves were magnificent, turning the night sky a crimson gold color, and he gained the upper hand.

But Darius's heart sank slightly.

Magic Warriors are not a class adept at prolonged battles. Based on his past experience, if he couldn't gain a decisive advantage within three minutes, he was basically doomed to lose, and his opponent clearly understood this as well.

Are they counting on their own subordinates for support?

To be honest, it's not very reliable. Let's not even talk about guns; two people stuck together makes them really inconvenient with weapons. Unless the members personally go into battle, but to participate in this kind of battlefield and be a decisive factor, they'd need at least top-tier experts... The Execution Department isn't without such experts. But most are quite far apart because top-tier experts are scarce. However, they need to cover various areas, so the only option is to disperse them.

The advantage of this approach is that when the Corpse Dog Devourer is discovered, there's an opportunity to engage them, preventing the helicopter from being destroyed and the enemy from escaping due to a lack of skilled personnel. However, the disadvantage is also obvious: if the opponent's strength exceeds expectations, only helicopters and ordinary personnel will arrive.

In this terrain, a few helicopters equipped with machine guns are insufficient to have a decisive impact on top-tier or higher martial artists.

Whoosh!

During the fight, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his umbrella, the contents of which were unknown. The moment it opened, the umbrella retracted more than halfway, leaving behind countless sharp blades that began to spin rapidly.

Darius was in the middle of throwing a punch when he couldn't dodge in time. The blade sliced ​​through his inner energy barrier, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere. If Darius hadn't retreated in that direction, the blade would probably have cut much deeper. As for cutting it off completely, that was probably impossible unless Kui came over and used his extreme violence to spin the umbrella.

With his arm injured, Darius withdrew and retreated, creating distance.

He had a feeling... that this was probably the end of the matter.

Before reinforcements arrived, the enemy had already broken through the encirclement. In other words, they had lost track of them. They weren't far from the exit of the Mach Forest. Although he still had some strength left, the enemy had become accustomed to the fighting style of the Demon Warriors. Even if he recovered to his full strength, he probably wouldn't have much of a chance of winning if he fought them again.

The middle-aged man calmly closed the umbrella and placed it on the ground.

He said calmly, "Life is one's own."

—This person has mastered the art of verbal sparring from martial arts masters. When I am at a disadvantage, I am meek and silent, but when I am at an advantage, I can't help but say a few words.

Darius had nothing to say.

Yes, life is your own. There's no need for smart people to talk much; those five simple words are enough.

The middle-aged man stared at Darius, then retreated step by step. After creating a distance of about twenty meters, he turned around and flew away swiftly like a wild goose.

Stay and fight Darius to the death?

If Darius were much weaker, the middle-aged man might have thought that if he collected more anti-destructive ore from the ground, the mission might be completed more successfully. He had used some rhetoric, but it was uncertain how effective it would be; he had done everything he could. However, whatever the City of Truth thought, there was nothing he could do.

With Darius's strength, it's almost impossible to kill him quickly.

Under normal circumstances, without the skill of "first encounter kill", it is possible to kill instantly if the strength difference is two major levels, and it is possible to kill quickly if the strength difference is one major level.

The difference in strength between the middle-aged man and Darius was clearly not that great. If quantified, they were actually quite evenly matched; the middle-aged man only gained a slight advantage by withstanding Darius's initial burst of power and then launching a surprise attack with his weapon. But to try and kill him would be pushing his luck far too far.

Darius hesitated for a moment between pursuing and not pursuing when a divine light slashed towards him—an attack from the middle-aged man dozens of meters away.

Darius dodged the divine light with a quick movement, and when he looked again, the person had completely disappeared, making it impossible to pursue.

Chapter 49 The Pawn Crossing the River

Before we knew it, it was Friday, and all the students' competitions were over.

The closing ceremony was held as scheduled. Twenty-four students from the four schools stood side by side. In this era, there was no longer any concept of points. In name, there was no winner or loser, only a friendly exchange. However, the question of winners and losers... was left to the individual's discretion.

If Zhou Juqiuming had performed normally on Thursday, and Fu Feihan had unleashed another burst of power, Qiyao might have had a chance to deliver the final blow... It's just a bit of a pity.

On the podium, the speaker was now the dean of the Academy of Truth. This dean was truly different; his manner and level were on another level. He spoke with humor and wit, his words flowing like a stand-up comedy routine, yet perfectly fitting the theme. Ying Qin Guan found it quite enjoyable, but thought Jiu Yi was truly rubbish. Both were school principals, so how come the dean spoke so well, while Jiu could only use a nocturne script and even berate himself?

Next to Yingqin Pass are irises, which were also said to have been missing for three days, only appearing on Monday and Friday—that is, the opening and closing ceremonies.

—Speaking of which, the opening and closing ceremonies were the most crowded, with all the seats on the sides filled, including not only students from the school but also many media outlets.

Seeing her dark circles and sleepy appearance, Ying Qin Guan couldn't help but ask, "What have you been doing these past few days?"

The other person yawned and waved lazily.

"Let's not talk about it..." The other person waved their hand. "Before I even left, a bunch of people came to me wanting me to buy all sorts of local specialties. I can understand the others, but Miss Nocturne mentioned that spinning palm flying alarm clock. I searched for it all day, only to find out it was already sold. Seriously, what kind of idiot would buy that..."

She paused, then realized she had misspoke and quickly added, "Of course, Miss Nocturne is an exception; she's not an idiot, she's insane."

Nocturne

You might as well not have said that!

A mentally ill person isn't much better than an idiot!

Ying Qin Guan squinted, wondering if the consensus in the Imperial Court that Nocturne was insane had become universally accepted. But what was this spinning palm alarm clock? It sounded quite amusing...

Wait... I'm actually interested in this kind of thing? Am I the idiot that Iris Flower was talking about?!

Ying Qin Guan was immediately caught in a dilemma.

At this moment, the dean of the Academy of Truth had finished speaking, and he smiled and said:

"So, in closing, as is customary, all of you teachers are welcome to engage in friendly competition. I really want to say that friendship comes first, competition second. But I'm sure you won't listen, so... I just hope you don't get too carried away and harm the innocent bystanders."

"above."

The dean put down the microphone.

Twenty-four students left, and the six members of the Seven Luminaries returned to Ying Qin Pass and the Iris Flower.

Next up is the teachers' battlefield, a "friendly match" or "additional match".

..

Calling martial artists "muscle-bound gorillas" might be a bit of a personal attack. But few martial artists would deny that they are berserkers who think about fighting all the time, because they don't consider the latter to be a derogatory term.

A martial artist's life is a life of fighting—fighting with classmates, fighting with teachers, fighting with colleagues, fighting with enemies, and finally fighting with himself.

Typically, the instructors leading a team are one martial arts practitioner and one magic practitioner. That is to say, there are three external martial arts practitioners. These three external martial arts practitioners usually do not fight each other, but rather challenge the martial arts instructors from the host team. Of course, there are no hard and fast rules. If you are eager to fight, you can fight whoever you want.

The host country, the teachers from the Academy of Truth, usually consider having an internal conflict. Since the host country has more people, and they don't usually have a chance to fight, they can now have a couple of rounds.

Morgan's martial arts instructor took the lead; he was a robust man in his early forties who looked very cheerful. He chose a martial artist from the Academy of Truth, who was not afraid of the fight, and the two began to spar in the arena.

When experts get into combat, it's definitely more exciting than when students are fighting. Putting aside everything else, the difference in internal energy makes the fights much more visually striking. But speaking of special effects, Darius is truly a legend. As a magic warrior, his moves are undeniably cool, with sparks and lightning, and explosive bursts of crimson gold—the visual effects are simply phenomenal. In other worlds, these effects would easily qualify as a multi-million dollar sci-fi blockbuster.

Ying Qin Guan was enjoying the irises, but his mood was not so pleasant. He had glanced around but failed to spot Darius.

"Could it be that this bastard sees me as a peerless master and chooses to cower like a turtle?!"

He made random guesses in his mind, watching the fight on the field with a nonchalant attitude.

"No, judging from his appearance, he's probably busy with official business and might still be on his way on horseback..."

As Ying Qin Guan speculated, the battle in the arena became increasingly fierce. The two were extremely close in strength, and even Ying Qin Guan found it difficult to judge who had a higher chance of winning. In the end, this kind of battle would come down to who had a flash of inspiration or who made a mistake that was seized upon by the opponent.

At the beginning, there were many cheers from the sidelines. But as the battle intensified, the sidelines fell silent, and towards the end, many people held their breath, afraid of disturbing the final exchange.

In the end, the teacher from the Academy of Truth lost by half a move and was defeated. The audience applauded generously, giving a round of applause to both the winner and the loser.

The first battle has ended.