Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Luoshui used a spoiler attack on Ying Qin Pass!

She's a spoiler addict!

Who is the guy who maliciously spoils the plot?

It is trash, maggots, monsters, cockroaches, sewer rats, toads in the mud, leeches in sewage, flies in cesspools, rat droppings in porridge, the good-for-nothing in idioms, the rotten fish and shrimp in colloquialisms, the third party in a happy marriage, the flatterer half-drunk on the realities of life, the head-down generation who doesn't even look up when a pie falls from the sky, the playboy who partyes every night, the evil ghost suffering torture in the eighteenth level of hell, the scorpion in a desert traveler's boot, the monster wandering in an abandoned old house, the venomous snake lurking in the rainforest, the rabid dog that has lost its ambition, a rat crossing the street, the collection of all the ugliness and evil in the world, the scorn of all the beauty and good in the world!

She actually dared to spoil my plot!

Ying Qin Guan was furious and punched Luo Shui, sending him flying. When Luo Shui was knocked to the ground, his eyes were like mosquito coils.

It was at this moment that Ruoye stepped onto the deck. Perhaps imitating Nocturne, she held a folding fan in her hand, seemingly trying to mimic his posture as well. She maintained an elegant stance... but the instant she came aboard, she saw Luoshui being sent flying by Ying Qin Guan. Startled, she lost her grip on her high heels and fell flat on her face, her fan flying off.

She fell to the ground, her body shifting backward, and at the same time burst into speech at a speed comparable to that of a Ji Fa, making Ying Qin Guan feel that they were indeed a family.

"You, you, you...did you kill someone to cover it up after being discovered while you were looking at something shady?!"

"..." Ying Qin Guan pondered for a moment, choosing the latter over spending a lot of effort explaining the situation, so he explained briefly: "You're a magic student, so you might not understand, but this is actually a custom of the martial arts department. Our martial arts teachers will attack their students at any time to get them used to being ambushed. Yes, that's it, it's a custom of the martial arts department!"

"Who would believe that?" Ruoye exclaimed loudly.

Just then, Fu Feihan also walked onto the deck. He said, "What are you talking about..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Ying Qin Guan's expression that said, "You fucking came at the worst possible time." The next moment, he was sent flying, his eyes also turning into mosquito coils.

Ying Qin Guan turned around and looked at Ruo Ye.

"Do you believe me now?"

Ruoye swallowed hard, and said tremblingly, "What if I say no?"

Ying Qin Guan said gently, "When someone doesn't believe something, or that a certain custom truly exists, the best approach is to let her experience it firsthand..."

Miss Ruoye stood up, brushed the dust off her clothes, picked up her folding fan, opened it with a bang, and, with a serious expression, began to speak with great emotion:

"The Martial Arts Department truly lives up to its name! They never forget to train their students! They are truly the pillars of our nation! The most stable SSR production machine in the country, this custom is perfectly reasonable! Absolutely perfect!"

Chapter Thirty-Six: Thank you for your guidance.

Ying Qin Guan's martial arts skills were astonishing, and he was extremely measured in his attacks. Coupled with the amazing physical qualities of a martial artist, Fu Feihan and Luo Shui woke up in just a few minutes.

"When did the martial arts department get this kind of custom..."

"Just now."

"Ah..."

Fu Feihan didn't care about such trivial matters at all. Luo Shui was in the wrong first, and she had already successfully spoiled the plot and was already satisfied, so she didn't care about this matter. Ying Qin Guan originally wanted to continue reading the book. However, after Luo Shui's spoiler, he felt that his interest had diminished, so he put the book back with a bookmark.

He sat in a chair, enjoying the sea breeze, gazing at the distant ocean.

Unfortunately, Ying Qin Guan was a man with little artistic talent. Gazing at the boundless sea, he felt nothing. He didn't find it beautiful, ugly, or lonely. He had no thoughts whatsoever; if he did, it was boredom.

Whenever Ying Qin Guan gets bored, he wants to play cards, which is the best form of entertainment he has found in the past twenty-three years of his life.

He couldn't help but say, "I wish I could play Time Kill."

"Where would a time-space kill come from in this vast ocean?"

Yu Xietian went up to the deck, but he didn't bring Shenxin with him—she sensed that she would encounter Ying Qin Pass, so she stayed in her room.

Ying Qin Guan said lazily, "Worthy of the Oddities Shop, I request that you find me a Time-Space Killing Technique, immediately."

"Hey...you know I can't do it, that's why you sent me this kind of request, right?"

"Since it's a Yorozuya (Odd Jobs Shop), then find a way to overcome the difficulties. I'm not going to kill people, set fires, or save the world; I just want a deck of cards."

“The first two might be easier for me…” Yu Xietian complained, then said, “You can ask your employer. Sailing at sea is quite boring, so the crew might bring some. But military officers are definitely not as good as a dedicated board game store. I’ll go ask.”

"Oh! Is it really possible to borrow it?!"

Ying Qin Guan, who had almost zero motivation and was only good at talking, suddenly became interested and said, "Go for it, card player A!"

"What a strange nickname for 'card player A'..." Yu Xietian muttered, turned and left. A short while later, he actually came back with a box of cards.

"Do you guys want to play?" Ying Qin Guan happily took the card box and looked at everyone.

Luo Shui and Fu Feihan were obviously just having fun. Yu Xietian said that he was just idling around anyway. Miss Ruoye was quite proud and said that she could not waste her time on such meaningless things. People should devote their limited lives to unlimited causes.

Ying Qin Guan shrugged and went to invite Ji Fa.

Then, the other player came up and complained that the wind on the deck was too strong and would blow the cards away. But not wanting to play in the cramped room, they went back inside and dragged Wakaba out, having the magic-wielding Wakaba cast a wind barrier to block the wind.

The little girl finally realized that she was probably the character with the shortest "new character's warm-up period" in the book, and at this moment she had been relegated to the bottom of the food chain. All she could do now was stand by, tears streaming down her face, chanting spells to shield others from the wind.

A new use for my magical sister (got it?)

The group played cards all afternoon. Later, Ji Fa couldn't bear it and wanted Ruo Ye to join in for a 3v3 game. However, the opponent was like a reincarnation of Ying Qin Guan, extremely stubborn.

"This kind of decadent mentality and money-wasting trash game is something even a dog wouldn't play!"

—Actually, she really wanted to play, but she couldn't bring herself to do it, and the way Jifa offered her wasn't easy to accept, so she could only continue to be stubborn.

—It's also possible that she wasn't pressured enough. Look at how Ying Qin Guan pushed her to her limit as soon as he raised his fist, leaving her no time to be stubborn.

After finishing their card game, it was time for dinner. They quickly finished their meal, and as night fell, Ruoye added an illumination spell to her magic.

What does "tool person" even mean?!

The first day has come to an end... The royal entourage did not serve any purpose, which is probably what the merchants wanted to see most.

-

The next day.

Good morning, are you working so hard?

Around 5:30 in the morning, Yu Xietian, who was unaccustomed to life at sea and woke up early and could not fall back asleep, went up to the deck and saw Zhong Hongyu practicing her breathing exercises above him.

"Mr. Yu...you flatter me. You are also very diligent."

Zhong Hongyu seemed to mistakenly believe that Yu Xietian was also getting up so early to do morning exercises—in reality, he just couldn't sleep.

But there's no need to clarify this misunderstanding. Yu Xietian stepped forward and smiled, "Shall we practice?"

Zhong Hongyu said earnestly, "I am extremely apprehensive..."

Then, holding her handguard sword, she assumed a standard fighting stance.

“Scarlet Shadow Style, Zhong Hongyu, please enlighten me.”

In such a fight, it doesn't matter whether you reveal your fighting style or not, but that's just Zhong Hongyu's personality, so she did.

Yu Xietian drew a soft sword from the gold-plated belt around his waist, and with a sudden flick, streaks of light flashed across the blade.

No one would have guessed that he had hidden a sword here. Yu Xietian's waist was already incredibly slender, the kind that would make any girl group member envious, but he... actually hid a sword here!

"Wind Demon Sword, Jade Together with Heaven, please enlighten me."

The two faced off for a moment, then Zhong Hongyu let out a low shout and stepped forward—but without using her inner energy.

In such combat, generally speaking, one should choose either real swords or internal energy. If one uses internal energy, one should not use weapons, and vice versa, to avoid things getting out of control.

Yu Xietian stood still, motionless.

Just as Zhong Hongyu was about to reach him, he suddenly bent down, gripped his sword in a reverse grip, and struck her hand with the hilt, causing the hilt to slip from her grasp. Zhong Hongyu's gaze followed her hilt, and when she came to her senses, the hilt was on the ground. She was now facing Yu Xietian's sword, which was held to her neck.

The battle has been decided; if it were a life-or-death struggle, then it has been decided whether someone lives or dies. Although Zhong Hongyu didn't use her inner energy, which seems like an excuse, if she had, the battle would have ended much faster.

"Thank you for your kind offer." Yu Xietian nodded, and with a whoosh, before Zhong Hongyu could even see what he did, the soft sword was put back into the gold-plated waistband.

Zhong Hongyu turned around and stared blankly at her sword that had been knocked away.

She comes from a family of martial arts practitioners and is the eldest daughter. Her father suffered a serious injury in a fight when he was young, making it difficult for him to have children. The hope of continuing the family's martial arts tradition rests on her shoulders. She has been practicing martial arts since she was five years old and has never slacked off for sixteen years. She doesn't know what "Time-Space Kill" is, what kind of business "Floating World Workshop" and "Flower Workshop" do, or what the "Travels of the Nameless Swordsman of Southern Qin" that Luo Shui and others were discussing was about.

However, in recent days, she has faced Ying Qin Guan and Yu Xie Tian, ​​who are at most two or three years older than her, and both times she was instantly killed.

She silently pursed her lips, picked up the handguard sword from the ground, and then bowed deeply.

"Thank you for your guidance."

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Run!

"I didn't expect you to watch this too..."

Yu Xietian knocked on Shenxin's door and then went inside.

Shen Xin sat quietly in the chair, her long, smooth black hair cascading down her back, holding a book in her hands—the Travelogue of the Nameless Swordsman of Southern Qin.

"I'm just a little curious, after all, I think I've met the person in question."

"So, how much do you think the nameless swordsman in this book overlaps with Ying Qin Guan, who is suspected to be the nameless swordsman?"

"Judging from their personalities, they're completely different people. I can't imagine Ji Li having such dead fish eyes."

"Ji Li sounds more like your image of the nameless swordsman from Southern Qin. But indeed, such a person can easily evoke a sense of disillusionment. However, that's normal; if the author wrote it exactly like reality, that would be terrifying." Yu Xietian paused, then changed the subject, saying, "Shenxin, what's your view on talent?"

Shen Xin looked up, glanced at Yu Xietian, and quickly lowered her head back to her novel. Her ability to multitask was truly absurd; she read while simultaneously scribbling furiously on a small blackboard.

[“Talented people usually realize this on the first day of their practice, while those without talent often waste years, decades, or even until their death before realizing it. Some people even refuse to admit it until their death.”]

“Is that so?” Yu Xietian said. “How pitiful.”

"There's nothing to pity."

"Doing what you want to do, rather than what you can do, is the second happiest thing in the world. The first is that what you can do happens to be what you want to do. The worst thing is doing what you can do, but not what you want to do... Of course, the above is entirely from a personal perspective."

"The highest level of happiness is predetermined at birth and cannot be learned, so the second level is already the limit of happiness for ordinary people. You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of a fish?"

Yu Xietian remained silent.

He lowered his gaze, his fingers twirling the green hair on his forehead.

Shenxin had one more thing she didn't say, probably because she thought it was unnecessary.

There is also a fourth category.

The things I can't do are the things I don't want to do, but I'm doing anyway.

This situation... is probably what they call the cruel twist of fate.

-

When the sun was high in the sky, Ying Qin Guan finally got up.