Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

The three then engaged in combat.

Ying Qin Guan carefully observed the three men's fighting styles.

As always, Luo Shui occasionally came up with unexpected moves. Although she talked a big game, she fought with all her might. However, due to her lack of basic skills, and Fu Feihan knowing this weakness, he launched several fierce attacks, eventually defeating her.

As for Zhong Hongyu... Fu Feihan "induced" her to use the family's Scarlet Shadow Flow technique.

Zhong Hongyu had also fought Fu Feihan several times. Her family's Scarlet Shadow Style had several moves that could be used at specific times. Fu Feihan deliberately created those opportunities and then countered Zhong Hongyu's attack.

The three fought for a very short time; in just seven moves, Fu Feihan defeated the other two in succession!

Seven moves!

You know, in the past, when Fu Feihan and Zhong Hongyu fought one-on-one, it would take them at least twenty moves to go back and forth. But now, two against one... it was over in just seven moves.

The students were all amazed and speculated whether Fu Feihan had made any breakthroughs in this midterm commission. Only Ying Qin Guan knew that Fu Feihan had changed his tactics.

His previous unpredictable playing style was very reckless.

It's like playing a MOBA game. You're a late-game hero, and you've gained a huge advantage in the early game, so you find the game very fun. Therefore, you'll play a little longer. Fu Feihan used to be like that. Learning martial arts was just the beginning for him, and sparring was naturally part of that. So he would play longer, trying out all sorts of fancy maneuvers and unleashing the inspiration in his mind.

And now... it's obvious, all he wants is to win.

By launching continuous attacks to exploit Luo Shui's weaknesses and deliberately guiding Zhong Hongyu to use her family's martial arts style, which he considered riddled with flaws, Fu Feihan demonstrated his strong sense of purpose.

victory!

Ying Qin was speculating.

"It seems... Ju Qiuming spoke to him at least once before he left."

"If they left without saying goodbye, things couldn't have changed so much."

He wasn't good at reading people's minds, but he couldn't hide from a martial artist changing their fighting style. Why? Because he stood at the top of the martial artist's mountain, and he saw everything you did while climbing. Whether you climbed barehanded or with equipment, whether you held back or rested, whether you advanced bravely or stopped, it was all in his sight.

"Alright..." Ying Qin Guan clapped his hands and said, "You three, stay after class and return to your teams now."

Luo Shui hesitated, wanting to ask why Fu Feihan had to stay even after winning, and if he stayed, could she leave too...? However, after experiencing Ying Qin Guan's training of "the mind-striking technique of squatting in a horse stance, where a knife would suddenly appear below when one couldn't hold on any longer," she no longer dared to jump over Ying Qin Guan's face.

The two classes ended quickly.

The other students dispersed, leaving the three of them behind.

Ying Qin Guan glanced at the three of them and said softly:

I plan to..."

"Pass down your own school of thought."

Chapter Two: Reasons

In modern times, many martial artists consider entering the Time-Space Killer gacha pool their lifelong dream and strive for it. However, the Time-Space Killer has only existed for a little over four hundred years, and before that...

What would be the lifelong dream of a martial artist?

'Number One in the World'

That's too far off; it's the ultimate dream, something on the next level down, like...

'Someone will write my biography after I die.'

Writing your own biography isn't impossible, but it somewhat diminishes your dignity. A biography involves commentary on the subject. If you comment on yourself, on the one hand, it lacks credibility; on the other hand, it easily attracts criticism, making you seem insecure. While there are exceptions, most people wouldn't do it (yes, I'm talking about you, Tao Yuanming!).

Having someone else write your own biography is a completely different concept. For example, after the Sword Saint died, many people competed to write his biography and narrate his legendary life. Not to mention the God of War, there are countless versions of the God of War's biography on the market.

To put it bluntly, creating legends is nothing more than seeking posthumous fame.

In other words, it means 'some people are dead, but they are still alive'.

But how can one make oneself 'dead, but not completely dead'?

Challenge the progenitor alien race?

That sounds good, but you're dreaming. Even in modern times, with the combined strength of an entire nation, you couldn't find a single ancestral alien race. Let alone in the past, when you were just an individual.

Travel the world and challenge masters?

Yes, it's possible. The risks are lower than challenging the Primordial Race, and finding a master is much simpler than finding the Primordial Race, but there's still a risk of disgrace and ruin.

So, what to do?

They came up with a great idea.

"Traditional Schools of Thought"

The best example of someone who takes on many disciples and passes on their style to make it flourish is the Teishin-ryu. No one really knows if the martial artist who created Teishin-ryu was actually that powerful. But the sword saint who learned his style was so incredibly skilled that he naturally became famous as well, and even after so many years, countless people still mention him.

This was a significant turning point, signifying a shift in martial arts thinking from the "teaching a disciple will starve the master" mentality. Sectarianism gradually disappeared, but as times changed, the world slowly ceased to need low- to mid-level martial artists. Consequently, sects and martial arts schools also vanished into the annals of time.

In this process, the purpose of the movement to pass on a school of martial arts has also changed. Perhaps at first it was just to leave a lasting legacy, but later, martial artists who love 'fighting' discovered that nothing embodies 'fighting' better than 'passing on a school of martial arts'.

As long as someone learns my style, as long as they are still fighting against others, it's as if I'm still alive, using the body of a descendant to fight without stopping.

Struggle is the destiny of martial artists, and also their only choice.

For martial artists, passing on a style is probably more important than having children—provided you are the sole or most important successor of that style, or as Ouma would say, "all are permitted to inherit it."

Ying Qin Guan is, of course, the sole inheritor of the Void Time Exquisite Sword, as he is the founder of this school.

After overwhelmingly defeating Darius and proving that it was almost impossible for the match to be rigged, he solidified his status as a top-tier player and became a strong contender for the title of "Number One Under Heaven" after the death of the Sword Saint. His mysterious fighting style, which resembled that of an ancestral alien race or a magician, naturally aroused the curiosity of countless people.

Ying Qin Guan has never revealed anything about the meaning of his school's lineage...until today.

Upon hearing this, all three gave their own reactions.

Zhong Hongyu paused slightly, seemingly lost in thought, while Luo Shui's eyes lit up noticeably. Fu Feihan... he should have been the most excited, as he had always wanted to learn Ying Qin Guan's style. But now, he was the calmest, his expression unchanged.

"To be honest, you guys aren't my best choice." Ying Qin Guan said, whether out of genuine honesty or a natural tendency to manipulate others, "But it doesn't matter. Most things in this world can't be perfect... Some of you are incredibly resilient, while others have some talent..."

When he said "perseverance," he looked at Zhong Hongyu; when he said "some talent," he looked at Fu Feihan. This action roused Luo Shui, making her wonder what she would be. As a result, Ying Qin Guan's gaze swept over her.

".."

Ying Qin Guan hesitated for a moment, scratched the back of his head, and said, "What are you doing here?"

What are you doing here?

Luo Shui was struck as if by a heavy blow, staggering back several steps, as if she had been petrified by Medusa's attack, her whole body turning ashen.

For the first time, I caught up with my classmates and was treated as an "excellent student" and received special tutoring.

They also received what appeared to be an opportunity to inherit the school's legacy.

Two joys overlapped

This double joy brought even more joy.

They should have already enjoyed a dreamlike period of happiness.

However, why did it turn out this way?

Her voice was hoarse as she argued forcefully, "Didn't you tell me to stay...?"

"Ah, I thought you'd find a chance to sneak away, and I was thinking of giving you an excuse to make you do horse stance as punishment in the next class," Ying Qin Guan said honestly. "I didn't expect you to stay."

"Liar!" Luo Shui spat out a mouthful of blood. "You never made me do horse stance before!"

"Don't worry about these trivial details." Ying Qin Guan clapped his hands and said casually, "Then I'll add you..."

"Was I given rice and oil as a free gift when I bought the car?!"

"Heh..." Ying Qin Guan smiled slightly, no longer answering Luo Shui, but said, "First, I need to confirm your opinions... In my hometown, passing on a school of thought is a rather serious matter, perhaps not as open as here in Qi Yao. I personally don't care much about these things. But I still have to say this upfront: my school of thought is not to be passed on privately, absolutely not. If you can accept this condition, then let's talk... You can ask any questions you want now."

Luo Shui originally wanted to raise her hand and ask, "Why did you pass it on to us?", but she was afraid that Ying Qin Guan, that rascal, would tell her that she was "unnecessary," so she didn't say anything for a while. But someone else asked the question for her.

"teacher.."

Zhong Hongyu spoke up, saying, "Why...why did you suddenly want to pass it on to us?"

"There are many reasons," Ying Qin Guan said, arms crossed. "You were originally my students, and as I mentioned before, you already have some decent qualities. Besides, don't let your teacher's youth fool you; I'm actually quite old and too lazy to engage with this world anymore, to search for suitable or unsuitable disciples..."

Ying Qin Guan rambled on about random things, but never revealed the real reason.

Why..

Because he was weak and unable to gain great power, he could only watch as tragedies unfolded. Therefore, he didn't want to see others suffer the same fate, but he was unwilling to participate in them or bear the responsibilities he no longer wanted to shoulder.

Well then... let's do what we can.

Chapter Three is nothing but a guide to cultivating inner strength; this is the true manual of swordsmanship!

Ying Qin's reasoning convinced the three men.

Yes, even disregarding the real reason, these reasons are sufficient. He was originally a student of Ying Qin Guan, and the inheritance of schools in the Seven Luminaries was not a particularly serious or complicated matter. He could simply register with the martial arts regulatory department and pass on the knowledge. There was no such thing as "not being able to have two masters" or "not being able to learn two schools".

The former applies to Southern Qin, while the latter applies to Yingman. In Southern Qin, you can learn multiple cultivation methods and their applications, but you can only have one master. As for Yingman, you can have multiple masters, but you must stick to your chosen style and cannot choose another.

"Teacher... I still have some questions." Zhong Hongyu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Well... with my comprehension, I'm afraid..."

This made it difficult for Zhong Hongyu to speak, but some questions are right in front of you, and even if you pretend not to see them, they won't disappear, so Zhong Hongyu still asked.

“My style is the Void Time Exquisite Sword.” Ying Qin Guan paused, then continued, “But that doesn’t mean I only know this… Although I haven’t categorized them into a single style, it’s enough to teach others.”

Zhong Hongyu nodded, having no further questions.

"Um... I have a question too." Luo Shui weakly raised her hand, "Won't it be really tiring to learn your style, teacher? Do I have to do horse stance every day?"

These words shocked Fu Feihan and Zhong Hongyu, who were still in an emo state and had not fully recovered, for a hundred years.

Is this a question a human being should ask?

At times like these... you ask if you're particularly tired?

Good grief, someone wants you to be the protagonist of a wish-fulfillment novel, and you're even asking the system if it's a useless character like Lu Bu or Shu Ke?

It truly lives up to its name, Luoshui.

Ying Qin Guan took a deep breath and finally understood how Luo Shui felt when he asked her "What are you doing here?" He suspected that this guy was looking for an opportunity to retaliate, but he had no evidence.

After speaking, Luo Shui realized that what she said was not quite right, so she immediately changed her words, "What I meant to say was! I can also bear being tired, and that's definitely not the same attitude I have now!"

"It seems you also realize that your current attitude is not good..."

Ying Qin Guan glanced around and saw that Zhong Hongyu and Luo Shui were both fine. He then fixed his gaze on Fu Feihan, but remained silent.