The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 40 The Effect of Miraculous Qi

Confucius and Mencius said helplessly: "There is really no such thing, but the above questions are not very difficult, so you can just explain it after seeing it?"

Xie Meixuan: "..."

After a moment of silence, she said lightly, "You should talk about it yourself."

"Why? I think you speak very well!" Confucius and Mencius were puzzled.

Xie Meixuan gritted her teeth word by word: "Because I——can—do it!!!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Seeing Xie Meixuan who sat aside and didn't have the slightest intention to say anything, Kong Meng shook his head helplessly, and at the same time secretly complained: It is said that women are fickle. I didn't believe it before, but today I have learned a lot.

As for the words that Xie Meixuan would not make, he did not believe them at all.

Although those questions are difficult, but you, a student who graduated from Mizuki, say that you can't, which is too fake.

Shaking his head, he quickly dismissed distracting thoughts.

It is not the school's teaching task to make up lessons for students. Xie Meixuan is not willing, and he can't force it. At most, he will work harder.

At this time, Zhen Tiehan handed over a stack of test papers with a smile: "Mr. Kong, this is everyone's homework today. I have read it in advance. No one is cheating or cheating. Do you always look over it?"

Kong Meng took it and roughly flipped through it, then nodded in satisfaction.

These assignments are very serious at first glance, such as big math problems, the steps are clearly written line by line, which is completely different from some students who just write two lines of calculations and get the answer.

The main subject he teaches is written in the most detail, including composition, which is also written on graph paper and pasted at the end.

It seems that Zhen Tiehan and the other two also worked hard to reduce their homework.

"From now on, your homework will be consistent with everyone else's." Confucius and Mencius clearly defined rewards and punishments.

After the two left happily, Kongmeng began to help Wang Tong solve problems according to the usual practice, and took advantage of the gap to teach Zheng Miao music theory.

Half an hour later, the two walked to the side to digest what they had learned. Fang Zhenyuan, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately excitedly said: "Teacher, I practiced according to your method these days, and I finally felt a sense of energy last night."

Kong Meng was taken aback for a moment, not convinced: "I feel angry now? How is it possible?"

Seeing Kong Meng's resolute tone, Fang Zhenyuan was unsure again: "I don't know if it's right, but when punching, I feel a faint qi surrounding some of the body joints, and the force of the move is much greater."

After thinking for a while, Kong Meng took out a candle from the office drawer and lit it: "Now punch with the feeling you said."

When the others heard the conversation between the two, they also looked over curiously.

Fang Zhenyuan nodded, closed his eyes tightly, and opened them again after a long time, only to see him shout: "Hey!"

Then punch out.

As the fist wind passed by, the flame of the candle swelled suddenly as if a drop of oil had burst into it.

"Hiss~" Everyone couldn't help but gasped, "This is..."

If the candle went out after Fang Zhenyuan punched, even if they were surprised, their reaction would not be so great.

After all, as long as the punch is fast enough, it is still possible for the wind brought by the fist to extinguish the tiny flame on the top of the candle.

But the fact is completely contrary to the imagination. Instead of extinguishing the flame of the candle, it burns more vigorously.

Although this kind of prosperity lasts only for a moment, it is an indisputable fact that it is prosperous when it is prosperous.

Could it be that what Fang Zhenyuan said is true?
Seeing that he succeeded in one blow, Fang Zhenyuan immediately smiled: "Teacher, look at this..."

Kong Meng waved him away, then walked to the candle by himself, waved his left arm like a knife, and slashed obliquely.

bake--

The flame of the candle that had just returned to normal suddenly shot up four fingers high, reflecting the classroom brightly.

"Fuck, it's still teacher... You are amazing!" Fang Zhenyuan, who was originally very proud of his success in cultivation, was stunned for a moment.

Long Aotian, who had been paddling by the side, said in a daze: "Is there really martial arts in this world? Teacher, you must teach me, I also want to become a top master."

Kong Meng looked at Long Aotian, then at all the people staring at him and asked: "Do you want to learn too?"

After getting an affirmative answer, he smiled lightly and said, "But when I taught Fang Zhenyuan, weren't you all present? Just go home and practice hard as I said."

"This……"

The students looked at each other in blank dismay, because they seemed to know the method, but...

It was still Long Aotian who said: "Teacher, is it true that you can cultivate Qi just by taking a deep breath and slowing down the breathing rhythm?"

This time it was Fang Zhenyuan who answered: "Of course, I am the proof. But Senior Brother Long, you got started earlier than me, why did I catch you from behind?"

Seeing everyone eager to try, Kong Meng kindly added: "You can try to cultivate, but I want to remind you that it is basically impossible to develop the sense of qi without three years of hard work."

"Ah? Then Fang Zhenyuan..."

Kong Meng shook his head: "I don't know either, Fang Zhenyuan's situation is very special."

Fang Zhenyuan was immediately happy: "So, I'm still the kind of super martial arts wizard who is said to be rare in ten thousand years?"

Confucius and Mencius corrected: "It is not one in a million, but one in a billion. Theoretically speaking, your situation should not exist in reality, and as long as you can practice diligently, at most three months, I am no match for you." gone."

Fang Zhenyuan was even more excited when he heard the words: "Then what is the function of this feeling of qi?"

Everyone's attention is focused again, which is what they care about.

According to what Confucius and Mencius said, I have to practice hard for at least three years to have the same aura as Fang Zhenyuan. If it is not very useful, the gain will outweigh the loss.

Confucius and Mencius explained: "There are many uses, first of all it can improve your punching power and enhance your ability to resist blows.

And as the sense of qi gradually strengthens, your body will become better and better, and your resistance to diseases, heat, cold, etc. will be greatly enhanced.

Finally, this kind of qi is the basis for exerting force with an inch of strength. With it, you can learn from me to control the enemy with one move. "

Every time Confucius and Mencius uttered a word, Fang Zhenyuan's smile grew stronger, until finally he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

But Long Aotian asked: "What else?"

Kong Meng was taken aback: "Ah? It's gone!"

"that's it???"

"Then what else do you want?"

"For example, increasing life expectancy for decades out of thin air, flying over eaves and walking on walls like walking on flat ground, and punching heaven and earth with one punch..."

Confucius and Mencius slapped him on the head: "What are you thinking about? Shaolin boxing is just a way to strengthen the body. Its principle is to stimulate the potential of the body's cells, thereby regulating the physiological activity of one's own organs... read less later Messy novel."

"Hey, what's the use of practicing this thing? There are hospitals when you are sick, air conditioners when you are hot, and heating when you are cold.

I don't fight with others, no matter how good my fighting ability is, it will be in vain.Could it be that in order to show off his ability in this area, he ran to get beaten up on purpose?I am not stupid! "

Others also lost interest one after another. As Long Aotian said, this thing is really not very useful. The most important thing is to practice hard for three consecutive years. I don't have so much time and such great perseverance.

Only Fang Zhenyuan was complacent, he was obsessed with martial arts, and no matter how much energy he spent on this aspect, he didn't feel it was boring.

Looking at the burning candles, he started punching the flames. The flames burned more and more, and he became happier.

Kong Meng didn't pay any attention to this guy, because Li Sihua was looking at him eagerly with a thick stack of medical records.

Xie Meixuan opened her mouth into an O shape after witnessing the wonderful performance of Confucius and Mencius.

Today can be said to be the most subversive day she has ever lived.

(End of this chapter)