Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

As a student of the Imperial Academy, he didn't have many entertainment activities on a daily basis. He was afraid of being bored after returning, so he specially brought a set of Time-Space Killing equipment. Other than that, there was nothing else. If there was anything else to do, it was fighting.

Some people talk about practicing martial arts as if they've encountered a flood or a ferocious beast, avoiding it at all costs. Others, when they're bored and have nothing better to do, want to get started and find it quite enjoyable.

How could the former possibly be a match for the latter?

"..." Ju Qiuming was silent for a moment, then nodded.

The two walked out of the bamboo house. Fu Feihan looked around but couldn't find the sword. He took a breath, his inner energy surged, and he suddenly exhaled a burst of sword energy.

The sword energy flew out, cutting through the bamboo beside him. Fu Feihan casually grabbed it, swung it around a couple of times, and nodded in satisfaction.

Ju Qiuming moved his left leg back and extended his right leg forward, bending both legs slightly and placing his fists in front of his chest, already assuming a fighting stance.

Some people don't use weapons because they don't need them, while others genuinely don't use them, such as Ju Qiuming, who is one of the relatively few hand-to-hand combatants.

An inch longer, an inch stronger; an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous. Ying Qin Guan commented that Ju Qiu Ming was ruthless, partly due to his own personality, but also partly due to the nature of his martial arts.

Before they knew it, a middle-aged man with a pale face had appeared beside them, his hands behind his back.

Fu Feihan gave a low shout and rushed forward.

The two had known each other for two years and had sparred hundreds of times, large and small, so they knew each other inside and out. But not long ago, they went to Cherry Blossom Country and each received a true teaching from Ye Jiaofang, and they have both gained some insights in recent days.

Although times are always progressing, Ye Jiaofang is a martial artist who has been deified and has mastered the martial arts of all schools. He can be said to be the supreme plus version of the Emperor's Heart Style. His martial arts teachings are of great help to martial artists.

It should be noted that both of them possessed exceptional talent. Ying Qin Guan even believed that Fu Feihan could one day rival Nephalem. Who was Nephalem? A top agent of the Seven Luminaries Empire, whose experiences before retiring as the Director of the State Security Department could fill an eight-million-word military novel. Ming Yin believed Nephalem could defeat the Elderly Sword Saint, and that Qiu Fei and Chu Hui, working together, could kill Yu Xietian. However, even with Corpse Dog and Devouring Thief joining forces, Nephalem escaped unscathed. Not only did he escape unscathed, but he was also very dissatisfied and wanted to go back and beat the two of them up. This demonstrates Nephalem's level of skill.

With his innate talent, the addition of a movement technique passed down from Ying Qin Guan, and Ye Jiao Fang's true teachings, Fu Feihan's strength improved by leaps and bounds. The middle-aged man watching from the side saw this and a slightly gratified smile appeared on his face. But then, for some reason, perhaps thinking of something—maybe it was just "the neighbor's kid"—his mood immediately soured.

The two fought for a while... and in the end, Ju Qiuming was defeated.

Although Ye Jiaofang was proficient in all kinds of martial arts, he himself used a sword. Naturally, Fu Feihan, who also used a sword, benefited more. In addition, with Ying Qin Guan's unpredictable movement technique, it was understandable that Ju Qiuming was defeated.

"Good!" the middle-aged man exclaimed. "It seems you've had a good two years!"

"Of course!" Fu Feihan put away the bamboo and laughed, "I'm just waiting for you to pass on the secrets of your school to me."

"Wait until you can beat me before you consider this matter," the middle-aged man said with a faint smile. "You're making good progress, but you're still far behind me."

As he spoke, he took out a money pouch from his pocket and tossed it to Fu Feihan.

"You've come back just in time. Go down the mountain and fetch me some wine and food."

"..." Fu Feihan's smile vanished instantly. Some were happy while others were sad. He said with a worried look, "Then I really came back at the wrong time... Come with me?"

Ju Qiuming nodded.

The two descended the mountain... After walking a distance, Ju Qiuming whispered, "Your master is injured, and it must have been for some time. There's a smell of blood in the room."

Fu Feihan was slightly taken aback. He hadn't noticed anything amiss, but he still said, "Is that so... I understand."

He continued walking down the mountain, seemingly unconcerned about the matter.

Ju Qiuming did not speak again.

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"So I'm retired, all I wanted to do was be a ruthless real estate agent boss who was rolling in red envelopes, how come this kind of thing happened to me again, just because I barely had any connection with Ying Qin Guan!"

Inside the Anguo Division, Naifeitian sighed and picked up the documents in his hand.

[Ju Qiuming, a sophomore in Class A (soon to be a junior) at Seven Luminaries Academy, possesses a huge amount of unexplained wealth.]

Abandoned at the gate of an orphanage nineteen years ago, he grew up there, is withdrawn and taciturn, and possesses extraordinary talent in martial arts.

[After leaving the orphanage at the age of twelve, he refused adoption and actively entered society. He never experienced financial hardship; every month, a large sum of money was deposited into an unused account, enough to support him attending the Imperial Academy's martial arts department without working, and even to travel.]

[During the second semester of my sophomore year, I refused to go with Fu Feihan on a mid-term assignment and accepted a running errand. However, I disappeared halfway through the errand, and even though the task was successfully completed in the end, I was still given the lowest score.]

The accounts receiving remittances were all long-abandoned and abandoned accounts. Upon investigation, it was discovered that nearly 70% of these accounts were registered in the chaotic provinces of the Holy Union.

[The route map for the mid-term assignment in the second semester of sophomore year passes through a confusing series of provinces.]

Should we conduct further investigation?

Nephalem removed the pen cap, twirled it in his hand for a while, and finally crossed it out and wrote a note on it.

"A chaotic province? Not even a dog would go there! You can investigate it yourselves!"

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Xue Rang

Inside the royal courtyard, Ying Qin Guan, who was heading to the board game shop after finishing his meal, bumped into Fatty Orange. After thinking for a moment, he figured that if he couldn't have the owner's kitten, Fatty Orange would do just fine. Anyway, it was all the same with the lights off. So he squatted down and started petting Fatty Orange like crazy.

Fat Orange was a seasoned veteran. As the most well-known stray cat in the Royal Court, it was used to being grabbed and petted all the time while walking. At that moment, it was too lazy to move, so it lay on the ground with its soft belly exposed, letting Ying Qin Guan rub it all.

"Hello, Teacher Ying!"

Ying Qin Guan was happily petting the cat when he suddenly heard such an energetic voice beside him, which startled him.

He turned around, and there stood the girl with the bun hairstyle, carrying a small lunchbox. She smiled and said, "Teacher, are you also here to find 180 seconds?"

"One hundred and eighty seconds?" Ying Qin Guan, unusually quick-witted, said, "This cat meows for one hundred and eighty seconds?"

"Yeah." The girl with the bun squatted down, took the food out of the lunchbox and poured it on the ground. The treatment of having food and not having food is really different. When Ying Qin Guan was petting her for 180 seconds, she was like a dead cat. As soon as she saw the food, she came over affectionately. First, she rubbed her head against the girl with the bun's feet before she started eating.

She explained, "Its mother was an orange tabby cat who got very fat because she was constantly fed by students from the Imperial College. This led to the meme, 'Look how hungry the kitten is, it hasn't eaten in three minutes!' Later, when this kitten was born, it was also an orange tabby and very fat, so we named it '180 Seconds'..."

Ying Qin Guan's lips twitched, wondering if he should call them 180,000 milliseconds and one-twentieth of an hour next.

The girl with the bun hairstyle stood up and asked with a smile, "Teacher Ying, are you going to the board game arcade?"

Ying Qin Guan blushed slightly. As a teacher, he still had some sense of propriety; going to the board game arcade every day was indeed inappropriate. He coughed and said, "You know, I don't mind, but the dean is so addicted, I can only go and play with him. Sigh, he's such a grown man, yet he's still wasting his time on frivolous things. What are we going to do?"

"Is that so?" The girl with the bun hairstyle, a seasoned professional who had worked in all sorts of industries, believed she had encountered all kinds of awkward situations. However, at this moment, she was at a loss for words to respond to Ying Qin Guan, and could only awkwardly laugh and say, "Then let's go, the dean might already be waiting."

The two arrived at the board game cafe together. Jiu Yi hadn't arrived yet; perhaps he was still eating. Inside, only the owner was holding his cat, a silver-gray pipe between his slender fingers, puffing out smoke. The radio next to him was on, playing some kind of drama, with people talking in a very vivid way.

However... Ying Qin Guan sensed something was amiss.

Although you all probably haven't forgotten, let me repeat it again: Ying Qin Guan was an unparalleled master with extremely keen senses. Even without using internal energy to enhance them, his senses far surpassed those of ordinary people.

He took a sniff, his spirits lifted, and said, "Boss, did you switch to a different product today?"

"Teacher Ying has a keen sense of smell," the shopkeeper chuckled, tapping his pipe lightly. "I only managed to get my hands on some of this stuff by chance..."

Ying Qin Guan praised, "It's a good product. I just smelled it and suddenly felt much more energetic."

The boss raised an eyebrow slightly, but didn't say anything more.

Ying Qin Guan went to a room to wait for Jiu Yi.

The boss took a puff, then placed his ever-present pipe on the table, used his free hand to write a secret letter, and handed it to the girl with the bun hairstyle.

“Ah He.” He smiled and said, “Take this letter to number 193 on Gauss Street next to Lopida Street. Tell the person there that you want three bowls of tofu pudding: one sweet, one savory, and one spicy. Don’t add sugar to the sweet one, don’t add gravy to the savory one, and don’t add any blood to the spicy one. Once you’ve told him that, he will naturally accept your letter.”

"Huh?!" The girl with the bun hairstyle didn't react for a moment. "How can this be considered tofu pudding..."

"Go quickly, give him the letter, and then go to Euler Street next door. Most of the properties there are mine. Tell them you're one of my people and you don't need to pay."

The girl with the bun immediately grabbed the letter and ran, disappearing far away in the blink of an eye, leaving only a faint echo.

"No taking it back!"

The shopkeeper chuckled, emptied the contents of his pipe, rolled it up in a piece of paper, snapped his fingers, and whispered, "Fire."

Flames suddenly rose up, burning everything inside the paper to ashes. A strange smell wafted out, but the boss waved his sleeve, and the smell vanished instantly.

Just then, Jiu Yi walked in and saw only a few scattered sparks. He was much more nervous than the boss and rushed over in an instant, asking, "What happened?! A fire?! Did you burn the cards?!"

Jiu Yi had been eyeing the boss's complete collection of generals and skins for a long time. According to market estimates, a complete set of generals and skins could sell for tens of thousands of pounds. Several skins accounted for the majority of the value; ninety percent of the generals and skins were easy to collect and not worth much money, only the remaining ten percent were valuable.

However, the most valuable item is actually the sound card, which is basically impossible to buy even if you have the money. Because people who spend that much money on something that offers absolutely no help in their lives are usually not short of cash.

The shopkeeper laughed and said, "Dean, you're overthinking it. Even if it burns out, I can afford to buy a new one."

Jiu Yi was completely taken aback and couldn't utter a single word. He went straight to his room to play cards with Ying Qin Guan.

Ying Qin Guan had been waiting for a long time. The two sat down and, without exchanging a single word, immediately began drawing general cards.

They could complete this process with their eyes closed.

Despite Jiu Yi having shuffled the general cards repeatedly, the martial artists in the Investiture of the Gods could sense each other, and Ying Qin Guan still managed to flip over the God of War card.

Jiu also sighed.

"It's fate..."

As he spoke, he flipped over his own character card. His luck with the cards was really bad this time, and he had no choice.

It was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, sitting atop a mountain of gold, laughing wildly.

Xue Rang

Era: Ancient

Stamina: 4

【Poisonous Herb】: You may give a card from your hand to another character, called 'Poison'. 'Poison' cards cannot be discarded during the discard phase. If the 'Poison' card is still in the character's hand after the end of that character's turn, that character loses one health point. A character can have at most one 'Poison' card in their hand.

[Benefit]: When a character loses health due to 'poison', you can draw a card and then place a card face down on your character card, called 'Benefit'. When a character is about to harm you, you can give a 'Benefit' to the other character to prevent the harm.

(Mine! Mine! They're all mine, hahahahahahaha...)

Chapter Forty: Immortal Powder

Humans are complex beings, and it is difficult to describe them simply as good or bad.

Most of the generals in Time and Space Kill possess duality; since they were chosen as generals in Time and Space Kill, they must have exceptional abilities. However, this doesn't necessarily mean they are all good people.

However, there are two exceptions. One is the God of War. Although he is seen as a demon by the alien races, they are heroes to us. For humans, the God of War can be considered a flawless idol.

Another is Ying Qin Guan, or rather, the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin. He thwarted the Black Dragon Empire's plot to invade the world, and then died suddenly (as the world thought), which meant that no one even had a chance to have their character fall apart... The dead are indeed invincible in this respect.

These two can be considered perfect in a certain sense, with little controversy. Compared to these two, Wang Qiushui is extremely controversial. Although Xue Rang's controversy is not as exaggerated as Wang Qiushui's, it is definitely more negative than positive overall.

So, what did he do that led to more criticism than praise?

The answer is...

"Immortal Powder"

A powder made from borosilicate can be inhaled directly or placed in a pipe. When it first came out, everyone applauded it. It was powerful, addictive, and could invigorate the spirit, numb the nerves, and make people feel no pain or fatigue. Most importantly, it was cheap. Therefore, it became the favorite of poor men who did hard labor.

But there are plenty of smart people in this world. When they check the ingredients, they slap their foreheads and exclaim, "Holy crap, this stuff will shorten your lifespan!"