Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Chapter Fifty-One: On that day, Jiu Yi finally recalled the fear of being dominated by Ying Qin Pass.

"I can't stand it! What kind of people are these! Can't you all show any remorse when you come to the confessional?! You're all bastards who have done bad things and show no remorse!"

"If guys like you were put as lords in the Time-Space Killing game, your loyal ministers would surely be the nameless swordsmen of Southern Qin!"

This is one of the three most vicious curses in Time and Space Kill. The other two are "You will always be picked by the opponent when you solo" and "You will start with four AoE cards and then get blinded to death when you play the Ring of Truth".

The hatred level of the Ring of Truth is simply unbelievable. Imagine starting with four AoE cards in your hand, and playing them all... even a simple Qin Dynasty player like Ying Qin Guan would be doomed!

You think you're the only one who can resurrect and awaken?!

Therefore, there is a kind of despair called the "Ring of Truth" for the number eight position in an eight-player game.

There is also a kind of despair, where a dying lord, on the verge of death, begs a loyal minister, the nameless swordsman from Southern Qin, for a peach—you can imagine how humble this situation is.

Ying Qin was somewhat annoyed. Couldn't they send a normal person? Someone who could repent normally? Why were they all so unrepentant? Why were they so stubborn? Admitting mistakes and correcting them is a virtue! They should be like him, true warriors who dare to face reality!

Perhaps having heard Ying Qin's prayers... the door was pushed open again, and a person sat down opposite.

Let me see what kind of monster you are...

—Considering that Yu Xietian might have died in the toilet, he had already decided to stay here for the entire day.

Ying Qin Guan exhaled a breath of stale air, preparing to face the upcoming challenge.

Soon, another guest arrived. Judging from the rise and fall of his chest and the characteristics of his clothing, he was a man, but the possibility of him being a woman could not be ruled out.

The other person's clothes looked somewhat familiar to Ying Qin Guan, but he couldn't quite place who it was.

"Priest...I want to confess." The other person spoke, and now Ying Qin Guan was certain that he was a man.

Ying Qin Guan said kindly, "Please speak, child, the goddess's radiance shines upon us."

"The situation is complicated," the other party sighed deeply. "Priest, do you know about Time-Space Kill? I'm a veteran Time-Space Kill player..."

Ying Qin Guan immediately began to imagine the details. Could it be a scumbag husband and father with no self-control, who spent all the family's money on lotteries, and then, after squandering the money, felt ashamed to face his crying, hungry child and his wife who was so poor she wore the same old clothes for three years? So he ran here to escape reality and seek validation...

The immersion is very strong; Ying Qin Guan already wants to beat the other party up. It's a disaster for someone with no self-control to get married.

Unlike myself, all alone, it wouldn't matter if I spent all my money on the lottery—

Damn, thinking about it this way, I feel so pathetic.

"Here's what happened," the other person sighed deeply. "That day, while I was playing cards... a friend came to see me. He had a sly smile on his face; it was obvious he was there to brag. I didn't want to talk to him at all; I just wanted to play cards. But he still went on and on, saying..."

"For some reason, some organizations are now willing to hold a solo social event for him, with lots of beautiful girls, and they asked if I wanted to go... I know he's actually trying to seduce me, and even if I said I wanted to go, he would definitely find some excuse to decline, making it impossible for me to successfully participate in the event. But at that moment, I was still tempted..."

The other person said, "So I asked him if I could come along, and sure enough, he smirked and said 'Da me yo, da me da me,' and I got so angry that I punched him. The guy knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't fight back, just ran off with a wicked grin. Damn it, thank goodness one of my card-playing buddies wasn't there. Otherwise, that guy's groin would definitely be in trouble today..."

Ying Qin Guan immediately understood. This guy must be regretting hitting someone. Indeed, hitting people so easily is incredibly rude, so it's understandable that he's coming to repent. But who is his card-playing friend? He seems outrageous. What does "causing someone's genitals to suffer" even mean? How can he keep causing others' genitals to suffer like that? It's so vulgar! You can tell he's a completely uncultured country bumpkin!

Such a highly qualified individual, possessing both literary and martial skills, is truly rare.

But the word "social gathering" sounds familiar...

So he immediately began to feign concern, saying, "Although hitting someone is wrong, since you've come here to repent, the goddess will forgive you..."

"Hitting someone?" The other person repeated in confusion, "What do you mean by hitting someone? Why should you repent for hitting someone?"

"?!" Ying Qin Guan was truly confused this time, and asked, "You're not repenting for hitting someone, what are you repenting for...?"

The other person's voice suddenly rose, and he shouted, "I am guilty!"

"I actually got distracted while playing cards... by something as trivial as women!"

"Reverend! Do you understand? I actually got distracted while playing cards!"

"What kind of guy thinks about women while playing cards?!"

The visitor said in a loud voice:

"It's Nocturne who started fanning himself when asking for directions, it's Mu Nandong who criticized your work, it's Ji Fa who took a deep breath, it's the Nephalem who forced his subordinates to talk their cards, it's Ying Qin Guan who made a mistake but refused to admit it, it's—"

He didn't finish his sentence.

With a deafening roar, Ying Qin Guan punched through the cubicle, revealing his sinister head poking out. His imposing aura emanated from above, emanating a suffocating pressure upon the pitiful penitent... the Imperial Academy Dean, Jiu Yi.

At that moment... it was as if the people inside the wall looked up and saw a colossal giant fifty meters tall. Jiu Yi finally remembered the fear of being dominated by the consciousness slash...

Perhaps because of the rebound from rock bottom, or perhaps because he was terrified, Jiu Yi's expression was unexpectedly calm.

He didn't know why Ying Qin was stationed here, and there was no point in talking about it now. What's done is done, and people can only accept it.

He stretched out his right hand, put it to his mouth, and took a deep drag, as if this post-coital cigarette could shatter all the illusions. But unfortunately, the Platypus Demon King was still watching him menacingly from above.

Knowing he had nowhere to run, Jiu clapped his hands nonchalantly and smiled calmly:

"Damn it, send it!"

The next moment, he and his chair were sent flying out of the confessional. Ying Qin Guan’s extremely confident and fearless voice rang out.

"I, Ying Qin Guan, play cards! One is one, two is two, right is right, wrong is wrong. A real man never shirks responsibility! How dare this brat corrupt my principles?!"

Chapter 52 Everyone who plays Battle God is disabled!

On Sunday, Ying Qin Guan arrived at a room inside the Bird's Nest to wait for his new students.

Let him see which idiots are so stupid as to pay money to come here and suffer.

As he was thinking this, he saw Zhong Hongyu peek out from the doorway. After seeing Ying Qin Guan, she explained, "Teacher, you forgot to close the door... so I came in without knocking."

She is a very disciplined person. In this situation, it is impossible for a teacher to close the door and let students knock one by one to come in when they arrive for class. However, for Zhong Hongyu, "entering the door without knocking" is a rather outrageous act.

"..." Ying Qin Guan saw Zhong Hong Yu and felt complicated. He shook his head and sighed, "Come in, there's no need to close the door."

Zhong Hongyu walked in... There were no tables or chairs in the room, and a soft mat was specially laid on the floor—to prevent students from being knocked unconscious by Ying Qin Guan's sword and falling directly to the ground. Although it was for the students' training, there were necessary and unnecessary aspects. For example, the recent tradition in the martial arts department of "teachers ambushing students at any time," which seemed to have originated from somewhere, was somewhat necessary; at least the hardship had some effect. But falling onto a hard floor for no reason was unnecessary. After all, besides the martial arts department, magic students also participated in this class, and they couldn't stand it.

Over the next few minutes, students began to arrive.

Besides Zhong Hongyu, Ju Qiuming also came from Class A of the second year. He came, but Fu Feihan did not, which surprised Ying Qin Guan. Firstly, the two were inseparable, and secondly, he felt that Fu Feihan should have been interested in this... Later, Ying Qin Guan learned that Fu Feihan felt that "experiencing being beheaded once is enough; being beheaded repeatedly is not fun at all."

Ying Qin Guan tallied the number of students and classes... There were 24 students in the Martial Arts Department and 5 students in the Magic Department, totaling 29 people, who were the first batch of guinea pigs.

It's worth mentioning that... there are basically no seniors among them. Seniors are almost graduating, and if they come to this course now and have problems, they won't even have a chance to make adjustments.

Ying Qin Guan paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, pretending to be a master. He didn't say a word, and there wasn't a sound in the room, in order to add pressure to the students.

Suddenly, Ying Qin Guan looked up!

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When get out of class ended, the twenty-nine students, pale-faced and unsteady, walked out of the classroom.

It was blurred out by a mosaic, and the mosaic itself was censored.

—This is considered relatively good. Sometimes, when Ying Qin Guan deliberately exerts his strength, unleashing his killing intent and inner energy, and his movements are so suggestive that even ordinary students can see it clearly, the feeling becomes less pleasant. Although the martial arts department of the Imperial Academy is considered elite, the experience of facing death... sometimes really has nothing to do with being elite or not.

Ying Qin Guan stood behind them, watching them leave. He stroked his chin, gazing thoughtfully at Ju Qiu Ming's retreating figure.

Wow, this guy adapted so quickly. If he remembered correctly, this guy had only been hit by him before, during the first class, but now... he's almost completely adapted.

This adaptation is not "accepting fate," which is the worst and stupidest choice. Even being paralyzed with fear is better than accepting fate. Because definite fear can be overcome, while accepting fate means ultimate depravity. Ju Qiuming certainly did not accept fate; he completely adapted to Ying Qin Guan's non-existent blade, and took countermeasures with extreme calmness... even though they were all useless.

"Your combat skills are quite good..."

Martial artists' talents come in many forms, but they can be broadly categorized into three main types: comprehension, physical constitution, and combat talent.

Combat talent can be understood as performance in actual combat.

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That's roughly the idea.

However, there are differences between combat talents, just like there are differences between comprehension and innate talent.

Mu Nandong is knowledgeable and has a strong memory, which is a kind of comprehension. Although Ying Qin Guan is illiterate, it is inappropriate to say that he has no comprehension in martial arts.

For example, innate talent. Ji Li became invincible after thirty days of cultivation, which is one type of innate talent. Kui was born with an invincible physique, which is also a type of innate talent.

Both Fu Feihan and Ju Qiuming possess combat talent, but Fu Feihan's talent is an inexhaustible flash of inspiration, making him a typical unpredictable fighter, while Ju Qiuming is an "experience-based" fighter, always able to quickly accumulate useful experience in each encounter.

Compared to the other two, Zhong Hongyu is basically no good; she's just hardworking, extremely hardworking, while Luo Shui has some aptitude. But their combat talent can only be described as tragic, and she doesn't even try...

Upon realizing this, Ying Qin Guan couldn't help but sigh:

"Sigh, no one is perfect, and we can't be too demanding of them. After all, it's really hard to find a martial artist as perfect as me."

Meanwhile, in front of the goddess statue, Nocturne waved her fan and sighed, "I wonder how long it will be before another person as perfect as this woman appears again."

A silver-haired man with a stern face strolled by and saw Nocturne acting crazy again. His lips twitched slightly, and he quickened his pace.

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As the end of the semester approaches, the workload is becoming increasingly heavy.

Students from both the martial arts and magic departments eagerly selected their end-of-term assignments... Compared to midterm assignments, most end-of-term assignments were safer, but far more tedious and complex. Examples included acting as a referee at an underground boxing ring or a rescuer at a gladiatorial arena to ensure the safety of the fighters.

These tasks are not like the short-term assignments during the semester, where teachers can accompany students. These assignments are more like summer internships exclusively for the martial arts and magic departments than actual assignments. The only difference is the duration; some last for two months, while others can be completed in half a month.

Ying Qin Guan talked about this matter with Jiu Yi at the board game arcade, and both of them were very worried.

"Students all have their own things to do during the summer vacation, and I guess not many will stay on campus..." Jiu Yi said with a worried expression.

Ying Qin Guan sighed, "Then who will play cards with us? By the way, could you use your authority as the principal to leave a few people to play cards with us?"

"You wish! It's obviously impossible. I'm not Nocturne, sigh..."

The two sighed, and as they met each other's eyes, there was a hint of mutual respect between them.

The world changes, the stars shift, old people leave and new people arrive, wave after wave, but the only ones who can hold on to this place are the two of us.

At this thought, Jiu Yi couldn't help but exclaim, "Heroes of the world, only... damn it, how did you draw the God of War again! Can't this Sima Hero just get out of Time and Space Kill? I can't take it anymore!"

Even the strongest friendship can't withstand the opponent pulling out a card like "God of War" during a solo match.

Ying Qin Guan proudly declared, "This is the bond between me and my general cards!"

Are all people who play the God of War solo mode disabled?