Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 365: 278, The new instructor of Martial Arts School, Qing Chen (Requesting monthly pass)_3

Qing Chen looked at the servants circling around him and confirmed seriously, “So it’s one-on-one, right?”

The servants were stunned for a moment before responding earnestly, “Yes, it’s one-on-one, please don’t worry.”

“That’s good,” Qing Chen sighed with relief.

The servants were stunned again. They looked at each other. From what Qing Chen said, as long as it was one-on-one, there seemed to be no problem?

Inside ZhiXin Courtyard, in the square and upright main room, a teacher was giving a mathematics lesson.

While the class was in session, a series of screams and wails suddenly erupted from outside the courtyard, wave after wave.

Some students turned their heads to look outside through the main room’s door, curious about what was happening.

But the moment one turned their head, the teacher casually broke a piece of chalk and hurled it accurately at the student’s head, without pausing the lecture: “Odd numbers remain unchanged, the sign depends on the quadrant…”

The student clutched at his head in pain as a lump quickly swelled up on his scalp.

We are now in an era of complete information. There’s no need to use chalk to write on blackboards anymore during lessons.

However, it’s unknown since when it became a tradition at Li’s School to always keep a box of chalk on the desk, used solely for breaking and throwing at students.

Since the teacher had never actually used the chalk to write, the disciples of Li’s family gradually didn’t even know chalk was originally for writing on blackboards.

As far as they could remember, chalk was only for the teacher to throw at people; it had no other use.

Just like a ruler.

Some disciples had even wondered why the school specially prepared such a strange “weapon” for the teachers.

At this moment, students had already started passing notes: Was it the Martial Arts School’s teacher who came?

Another student responded: Definitely. Otherwise, where would the screams be coming from? No idea whose servant is suffering now.

In their view, any instructor Aunt Changqing arranged must be very formidable, given that Aunt Changqing herself was powerful.

They just wanted to give the other party a bit of a scare, to show that being a teacher at Li’s School wasn’t something just anyone could handle.

So, each of them brought along one of their household’s E-Class servants to try to overpower the newly appointed teacher through sheer numbers.

Regardless of whether these E-Class servants were skilled in combat or not, with enough of them, they could surely overwhelm the teacher. They hadn’t heard of any E-Class able to take on dozens single-handedly.

Of course, they wouldn’t take it too far. They just needed to make the teacher lie down and slink away in defeat.

And this was something even Aunt Changqing tacitly allowed!

One student passed a note to his deskmate: Want to bet on which family’s servant will take down the teacher?

The other student replied: Bet ten thousand dollars it’s Li Ke’s.

A thirty-people relay fight; even a formidable teacher would fall at some point, so they were betting on in front of which servant the teacher would fall.

Meanwhile, outside the classroom, the wails persisted, causing the teacher who was lecturing on the podium to gradually halt the pace of his lesson and move toward the exit to try and intervene.

He wanted to stop it.

However, a student carefully warned: “Teacher Wang, this commotion was started by Aunt Changqing. I suggest you better stay out of this.”

Upon hearing the name Li Changqing, Teacher Wang immediately withdrew his steps: “This is too much… We will end today’s lesson here. Spend the remaining time studying quietly in the classroom.”

With that, Teacher Wang walked towards the back of ZhiXin Courtyard to have tea and watch the news.

Seeing this, the students started to get noisy.

No one dared to leave their seats; they just craned their necks to look outside.

“Do you think the teacher will be beaten up badly?”

“It’s unlikely to be that severe. The servants know their limits, and besides, Aunt Changqing must be out there watching.”

“Then do you think Aunt Changqing would blame us?”

“No, wasn’t this her hint?”

“But why would she hint at this…”

As they were speaking, the screaming outside continued.

Inside the school, the disciples of the Lee family were all buzzing with excitement.

Suddenly, a young boy in the corner said coldly, “You organized a group to fight in relays, thirty-something servants against one man. You shouldn’t be excited about such a thing; you should be ashamed.”

At this, several students sat down sullenly.

There were students who argued back: “Li Ke, you don’t have to act all self-righteous. If he’s teaching at the Martial Arts School, then naturally he should be able to handle this sort of thing. My father said that when Uncle Li Dong was at the school, he was an unmatched fighter in the whole world!”

The young boy sneered: “Uncle Li Dong was a Knight, but is this teacher?”

In the boy’s opinion, it was common knowledge that a Knight could fight, but not all Martial Arts School teachers were Knights.

Actually, he was the one who scorned the new teacher the most because he felt that after Uncle Li Dong left the Lee family, the Martial Arts School should be closed forever; no one could replace Uncle Li Dong’s legendary status in his heart.

“But didn’t you also bring the best fighter from your large house?” someone retorted unsatisfied: “I heard that the expert you brought is this year’s number one combatant of the First Army Group! You tell us we should be ashamed, so what about you?”

“I wanted him to know his limitations and back off,” Li Ke said with a cold smirk.

At that moment, a bell rang out in the school, signifying the end of class.

A crowd of students pushed their way towards the outside of the school, rushing as if school had just let out.

However, when they arrived at the entrance of ZhiXin Courtyard, they all stopped dead in their tracks. They saw servants sprawled across the ground outside, and Aunt Li Changqing looking at them with an amused smile, saying nothing.

The students looked for their respective servants on the ground, only to find that without exception, all 31 servants were lying there.

The servants’ faces were all blue and bruised, seemingly having passed out from asphyxiation.

In the crowd, Li Ke, who had always maintained a stoic expression, also stood in the doorway, stunned.

The scene before him was simply too shocking; even the formidable fighter he had brought with him was lying unconscious on the ground.

Then, everyone turned their heads to the young man standing with his back to them, breathing heavily.

Upon hearing the noisy footsteps, Qing Chen turned around, then grinned and said, “You’re all in big trouble now.”

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