Gao Wu: Are you saying that my students are useless?

He picked up a pack of tissues and hurried into the toilet.

"Damn, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Wang Qiang only felt pain in his head.

Now is the time when work is busy, and other colleagues are out on duty, so who should I turn to?

at this time.

A middle-aged man with gray temples happened to come out of the office and saw the scene in front of him.

When Wang Qiang saw the person coming, he immediately bowed respectfully.

"President Yang!"

This person is the president of the Martial Arts Education Association, Yang Guopeng.

He is also a powerful level 5 martial artist, and he is a top-notch boss in the whole city of Chengdu!

At this moment Yang Guopeng said to Wang Qiang with a smile.

"It's normal for people to have a stomachache. It's just boring. Let the old man go with you."

Wang Qiang was flattered when he heard the words: "Good President Yang!"

......

In the car.

While sorting out the list, Wang Qiang said respectfully.

"President Yang, we only have three audits today."

"One is the application for the Leiming Martial Academy's branch campus to be upgraded from D-level to C-level, and the other is for the regular review of the Wild Lion Martial Academy."

Yang Guopeng was still resting with his eyes closed, and simply nodded after hearing the other party's introduction.

"Lei Ming Martial Academy has been showing frequent geniuses lately, but it's unrivaled in the limelight~"

"By the way, what's the last one?"

"The last..."

Looking at the paper in his hand, Wang Qiang frowned slightly.

"It's a new school called Zhatian Martial Arts Academy. The martial arts academy that was applied for establishment last week happened to be in the review period today."

Chapter 20 That's... a Psychiatrist?

When the special car of the Martial Arts Education Association stopped at the gate of Zhatian Wuyuan.

Chu Ze was training Qin Feng and Song Siyao's physical fitness on the playground.

One of them knows how to eat every day, and the other is a 'mage' with crooked attributes.

All the basic physical fitness did not meet his expectations.

There is currently no teacher in the school, so the responsibility for this training naturally falls on Chu Ze, the principal.

"Hurry up, one more lap and it's over!"

Chu Ze stood on the edge of the playground, looked at the two figures who were about to be tired, and said loudly.

"I can't do it, boss, I really can't run anymore~"

Qin Feng lolled his tongue, and the sweat on his face flowed down like a waterfall.

"After the last lap, I'll give you a lunch at noon."

"Extra meal?"

Hearing Chu Ze's words, Qin Feng straightened his back instantly, and his voice became several decibels louder.

"You said it!"

After all, Qin Feng's waist was no longer sore, and he was no longer out of breath. He accelerated like a wild bull, and ran the last lap in one fell swoop.

Song Siyao: "..."

Chu Ze: "..."

Did I say that I was short? If I had known that this kid still had so much potential to tap, I should have let him run ten more laps...

He glanced at the stopwatch in his hand.

"It took 25 minutes for 27 laps, you can't do it~"

"Next time, let me run within 20 minutes!"

If in the previous life, he could have achieved this result in the 1-meter long-distance race, he would have surpassed a first-class athlete.

But in a world where warriors are rampant, Qin Feng, who is about to break through to level 1 warrior, can only be considered so-so in terms of blood value.

And this guy tends to be a tank, and his speed is a shortcoming.

Qin Feng touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Boss, you can say anything about me, as long as you take care of the food~"

Chu Ze laughed and said, "What do you say, can I still covet you for a meal?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you."

"Good Le~"

While speaking, Yang Guopeng and Wang Qiang had been watching outside the school gate for a while.

"President, this Bombing Heaven Martial Academy..."

"Why doesn't it look like the photo..."

With that said, he took out the information and compared it with the photos above.

When I first applied for it, it was obviously looking dilapidated, like a refugee camp.

But looking at it today, the decoration is very good, at least it has reached the standard that the martial arts academy should have.

"However, it doesn't matter how the decoration is. The point is that the students in this school don't seem to meet the standards!"

"I just took a look, and the number of students displayed in the background is only 2..."

"Let's go back first."

After speaking, Wang Qiang put the documents in his hand back into the briefcase.

Originally, according to the process, they needed to check the level, but as far as the current situation is concerned, there is no need to even go in.

After all, which martial arts academy do you think doesn't even have students and teachers?

Even if you open an orphanage, there are not only so few people!

Looks like a wasted trip~

Yang Guopeng glanced at Chu Ze in the distance, and was about to say something.

A middle-aged man with a wretched face in security uniform.

Holding a uniquely shaped hamburger in his hand, he walked towards the two of them.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Guopeng and Wang Qiang's eyes shook.

Level 3 Warrior!

This guy turned out to be a level 3 warrior!

I grass!

Why is this school recruiting a level 3 warrior to be a security guard here?

Wang Qiang asked with some uncertainty.

"Are you... the security guard of this school?"

Lao Ba was taken aback, and looked at him with an idiot-like look.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"I'm already wearing security uniforms, can't you tell?"

"What kind of IQ do you have to ask me such a question?"

Wang Qiang: "..."

What IQ?

I would also like to ask your IQ!

A level 3 martial artist doesn't want to go out and make a name for himself, but stay here as a little security guard?

What is the picture?

Avoid 40 years of detours?

Yang Guopeng's mentality was obviously much better than Wang Qiang's, and he smiled kindly.

"Brother security guard, we belong to the Martial Arts Education Association. If we need anything, please contact your principal."

Hearing this, Lao Ba's expression became more serious.

"You wait for me."

After all, he disappeared in the same place in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at the playground in the distance.

Wang Qiang was startled by the opponent's speed, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"President..."

Yang Guopeng pressed his hand, motioning him to speak less.

"This school is not as simple as you think."

"Just follow the normal process later."

......

Chu Ze looked at the two people outside the door suspiciously when he heard what Old Ba said.

"Martial Arts Education Association?"

In fact, Chu Ze had already spotted each other when they reached the door.

But seeing that they were not moving, they didn't pay much attention.

After all, a new school has just popped up in this broken suburb, and it's normal for passers-by to take a look.

"Practice yourself first, I'll go over there."

Now that he knew the background of the other party, Chu Ze had no choice but to put down the stopwatch in his hand.

After exhorting Song Siyao and the two of them, he brought the eighth child to the school gate.

He took a look at the person coming.

The man with the briefcase in his hand was fine, he was just a Level 1 warrior.

But the middle-aged man beside him, Chu Ze, couldn't see through his cultivation, giving him a very mysterious feeling.

"Are you the principal of this school?"

Wang Qiang looked at this young, a little too much face, and was confused again.

It wasn't until he refreshed the page several times and finally found out that the owner of Zhatian Wuyuan had changed information that he was relieved.

Level 3 warriors act as security guards, and 19-year-old students act as principals.

Hey, this school is really interesting.

"You should also know why we are here. It has been a week since your school applied for the establishment of the Martial Arts Academy, and now we are here to check the qualifications of the Martial Arts Academy."

Hearing the other party's words, Chu Ze's face darkened slightly.

This seems to have been mentioned by a lawyer before.

But I didn't pay much attention to it at first.