Chapter 42: Old-fashioned approach to education
Wang Ling did not expect the old antique actually announced the news so quickly, there are a lot of flash marriages these days, I did not expect the flash love is also so much.
Wang Ling thought that maybe it was the old antique who lacked love for too long and fell into this mouth of honey river of love and could not extricate himself.
Obviously, the spring of the old antique has arrived.
On the other hand, Guo Hao has thus stepped into the cold winter ......
Erdan was not an ordinary parrot. This was not only reflected in the special ability after mixing multiple bloodlines, but also in the aspect of morphing. Erdan was capable of taking shape, although the time to maintain human form was very limited. However, it was more than enough to temper a Guo Hao.
Especially, when Second Egg saw that the white feathers he was proud of were actually plucked a small piece of baldness because of this damned fortune telling in a raw manner ......
From a long distance Wang Ling could feel the low air pressure coming from Guo Hao's shoulder. And Wang Ling once again heard the heart of the second egg: whip, handcuffs, small candles ......
Hiss! --While it was only three short terms, it had already provided Wang Ling with full imagination.
Wang Ling did not expect even a bird to play so exciting these days ......
An old fashioned man in a state of love was going to be more affectionate than usual. Originally, this should be a Spirit Sword Intensive Training without any pressure, but Guo Hao s face was always deep under the icy air pressure of Erdan, and he could not raise his spirit.
This story tells us that there is a price to pay for pretending. Want to show off in front of people, will be behind the back of the bird dripping wax ...... Wang Ling think through this incident, once again for Wang Dad Wang Mom instilled in him from childhood "low-key do people" education policy, provides a very good material case.
The content of this Spirit Sword training program, as always, Wang Ling found it very boring. What the old antique taught was a very basic elementary spirit sword course.
Theoretically speaking, the Foundation Establishment Stage was fully capable of flying with a sword. However, according to the current education system, the General Administration of Education of Huaxiu Country had moved the lesson of "flying with a sword" to the university.
At this stage of high school, the vast majority of Foundation Establishment high school students were exposed to the basic maintenance of the Spirit Sword as well as the basic Royal Sword Technique.
Of course, as an elite class student, they might also be exposed to more in-depth content, such as advanced sword techniques and sword arts. However, these teaching contents were still not challenging for Wang Ling.
The so-called real masters, without a sword in their hands, but with a sword in their hearts, a blade of grass can cut the stars, the sun and the moon....... This kind of the highest realm of using the sword has already been recorded in the history books, and the vast majority of people think that this is a legend. However, Wang Ling felt that if in a state where the sealing rune seal was completely unsealed, it would not be that difficult to pinch a blade of grass to cut the stars by himself.
The basic training in sword art was mainly about controlling one's spirit sword to draw the letter "8" in the void. Wang Ling carefully controlled his small wooden sword, restrained his power, and tried his best to let go of the water for fear of lifting the roof of the gymnasium if he didn't pay attention.
In the end, under the harsh scoring of the old antique, Wang Ling's proficiency score of the Royal Sword Art got the fourth place in the whole room.
Ranked fourth out of five, this position was in the lower middle, but Wang Ling was still satisfied with this ranking.
The person at the bottom of the list was Lin Xiaoyu, the Zi Mu sword was not easy to control in the first place, and the relevant sword art mind techniques and imperial sword techniques were more than twice as difficult as holding a sword in one hand. What's more, Lin Xiaoyu had held gender misunderstandings about his two spirit swords for years ...... so despite having survived a long period of bonding, the pace of tacit understanding development had in fact been delayed.
"This is not the way to go on ah." The old antique crossed his waist and sighed with a bit of a headache.
The old antique in the heat of the moment was a bit unusual compared to the past, but he didn't idly collect the data left behind from the previous Spirit Sword Exchange Meeting between Fifty-nine and Fifty-eight Middle Schools.
On paper, the level of Spirit Sword mastery between the students of the three schools was actually about the same.
As a matter of fact, the sixtieth middle school even had an advantage because Sun Rong's Ao Hai had already birthed a sword spirit. To use an old Chinese saying, a high school student who has birthed a sword spirit is a rare and terrifying existence within a hundred schools.......
However, the Spirit Sword Exchange is a collective program that uses a team scoring system. In order for the 60th high school to win in this exchange, in addition to the normal play of Sun Rong and Chen Chao, who are currently the best performers, the other three should at least ensure that their final ratings are at the average line or on the average line, but where there is one person dragging their feet there is no good result.
It is worth mentioning that although Wang Ling's rating was ranked fourth, his results were stuck right on the city's average line. This made the old antique feel amazing. In a sense, the old antique felt that the person who scored sixty points was more capable than the person who scored a hundred points.
But although it currently looked like Lin Xiaoyu was the only one dragging his feet, and it looked bleak from the scores. The average city score for Imperial Sword Art Proficiency was at 65, and Lin Xiaoyu hadn't even reached the passing line.
However, an old timer was an old timer after all. Since Principal Chen had sent Old Antique to lead the team, even though this fat man who only knew how to eat snacks was now destined to be a peach blossom, his strength in teaching was unquestionable.
After that, other than Lin Xiaoyu, the rest of the people left the gymnasium, there were still two hours before the evening meal. These two hours were originally free time. But Lin Xiao Yu was going to use it for overtime training.
"Teacher, am I hopeless?" Obviously, this rotten girl was chagrined and lowered her head deeply. Lin Xiaoyu felt that this matter of imperial swords had become the second biggest pain in her life, after those base rot homoerotic books were burned.
Girls are thin-skinned, and old-fashioned people always have to save face. If it is the education style of Mr. Pan, now it has long been a broken mouth, only angry very iron, with a variety of words radical agitation to stimulate the adrenaline hormone of the students.
However, each teacher has each teacher's teaching style.
This way of relying on reprimands and agitation is completely unsuitable for the gentle painting style of the old school. Not to mention that this was still the old antique in the heat of the moment. It was even more unlikely to reprimand a female student who was frustrated on her journey to school.
Compared to Mr. Pan's agitation method, the old antique was more adept at an encouraging approach to education.
And, was very good at administering the right medicine.
It was true that the imperial sword method of the Sub-Mother Sword was a lot more troublesome than the one-handed sword, but the principle was the same, it was just that one had to memorize a few more formulas on top of the original one. For students in the elite class, memorizing books was never difficult, not to mention that Lin Xiaoyu himself was a school master.
Therefore, the old antique felt that Lin Xiaoyu was not unable to learn, but was unable to learn. And, the old antique could see that Lin Xiaoyu's mood was quite low.
As a matter of fact, the pile of treasured base rot homoerotic books that was burned a while ago was the culprit that affected Lin Xiao Yu's mood. However, the old antique was completely unaware of these circumstances, and he could only judge through his years of experience combined with observing his words.
After all, privately investigating a student's privacy was a rather perverted behavior ......
Like in this case, the old antique targeted to solve this kind of difficult problem has a lot of methods.
Anyway, as long as the pitch for incentives on the line.
The old antique's hand flashed with a spiritual light and changed into a book, handing over a previously prepared book to Lin Xiaoyu's hand, "This book, I hope that student Lin will take a good look at it Oh, the protagonist in it has a very similar name to your ZiMu sword."
Lin Xiaoyu curiously took the book, only to see the cover very ethereally written with the four words "Demon Road Ancestor" ......
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In fact, long before this training set, the old antique had followed his own motivational method and quite thoughtfully prepared a gift for everyone to use as an emergency incentive.
He compiled a list of Wang Ling's snacking hobbies for Sun Rong;
Prepared a piece for Chen Chao, a dumbbell with a gravity system that allowed him to control the weight as he wished;
Prepared a small volume for Guo Hao, which recorded student gossips that only old timers would know;
To Wang Ling was prepared a packet of the latest ...... explosive fried eel flavored dry noodles ......
