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  Su Leng's hand, which was about to serve the dish, paused in mid-air. He fell silent for a moment before nodding solemnly and saying to Sutu Xiaoshan: "Don't worry, Grandpa. I won't be able to beat him, so I'll let Uncle Xiao take action."

  "......Uh-huh." Xiāo Shān made an effort to straighten his face and continued eating.

  Who would have thought that Su Leng Feng immediately followed up with another sentence: "If Uncle Xiao can't beat him, I'll come find Grandpa You to help me."

  Situ Xiao's mouth twitched and he was completely speechless...

  After dinner, Xiāo Shān had questions in his heart but didn't ask them.

  After dinner, Su Lengfeng thought for a while and went to bed. In the middle of the night, Mo Xichen did not come to disturb Su Lengfeng again.

  The last day of Su's vacation was spent at home, although it was quiet, but still fulfilling.

  But on this day, the students of Qingqiao Lingwu Academy saw such a scene...

  Two classes of martial arts students and one class of swordsmen, surrounded the largest training ground in the academy in the morning, running lap after lap for a whole morning!

  The elegant and refined teacher Cang Wu sat down on a chair beside the stage, with a gentle and enchanting smile on his handsome face, elegantly sipping tea...

  Some people were curious and quietly asked others: "What's going on? Why is the usually gentle Cangwu teacher also punishing students?"

  "It's said that Master Cangwu thinks these three people have good talent and wants to focus on cultivating them, now he is training their physical abilities." The person who replied, with a tone of envy: "Master Cangwu is the only Martial Saint in the academy! Being able to be seen by him is already very lucky!"

  "What about them? Not bad, huh?" Someone sneered and said jealously: "Obviously their talent is not as good as mine! What was Teacher Cangwu thinking, actually choosing them!"

  "But isn't Teacher Cangwu teaching the Warrior Class? Why is he also in charge of the Swordsman Class students?" someone else asked in puzzlement.

  "Does that kid want to skip class? Is it allowed by the school?"

  "I don't know, but earlier this morning, I saw Teacher Cangwu with Baye teacher from the Swordsmanship class, not sure what they were talking about..."

  "It's actually necessary for swordsmen to have a strong physique, maybe Baye teacher was too lazy and saw Cangwu teacher training students, so he handed over his own students to train together... " Someone felt that they had touched the truth.

  "Hmph, they're so weak and yet they were chosen! What a joke?! I'm going to challenge them!" someone said, clenching their fists in discontent.

  In the morning, students were still discussing and envying, but after seeing the situation in the afternoon, several students who had originally planned to recommend themselves to Mo Xun Chen were speechless...

  Master Cangwu, actually let those three kids fight him!! He said that only through battle can they progress the fastest, and by fighting strong opponents, they can better stimulate their own potential!

  Master Cangwu is a Martial Saint! He's almost the pinnacle of existence in the martial profession! With just one finger, he can poke to death those few low-level kids!

  Teacher Cangwu struck them, seemingly without mercy! Apart from avoiding their vital spots and sparing their lives, he really went all out to thrash them!

  Too scary...

  Mo Wen Chen looked at the three hoodlums lying on the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces, smiled and crooked his finger: "Get up."

  "Master Cangwu, we were wrong, spare us..."

  "Yes, Master Cangwu, we won't dare again..."

  "Master Cangwu, I'm done for, please spare us..."

  Three young men with pig-like faces cried and begged for mercy from Mo Xuan.

  "The teacher is good for you, values you, and wants to cultivate you. Don't let me down." Mo Xun dust smiled warmly: "Get up, go together!"

  "Teacher..."

  "Get up!" Mo Wen's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "If you continue to be lazy, you won't be allowed to eat dinner, and you'll have to run around the field fifty laps!"

  The three boys heard this and wiped away their sweat, tears, and snot, struggling to get up and pounced on Mo Xun Chen.

  "Ah! Teacher Cangwu, so cool!!"

  "Teacher Cangwu is so cool and handsome!"

  "Teacher Cangwu is so manly, I really like Teacher Cangwu!!"

  “……”

  The girls around stared with peach blossom eyes, gazing at Mo Xuechen's stunning figure, excitedly screaming.

  "Hum! A bunch of flower enthusiasts!"

  There were boys who ate flavor, whispering softly, but looking at the man in the middle of the scene, they couldn't help but admit that this man was too outstanding! Just like a god, as if it's impossible to surpass or climb...

  Yu Jie clenched her fists, her sharp fingernails digging into the flesh of her palms, pursing her rosy red lips as she gazed at Mo Wen Chen's figure in the arena. The bitterness in her heart was almost indescribable - he had actually... taken it upon himself to personally discipline these students... all for the sake of that girl named Su Ling Feng.

  If she weren't a girl, would she also become one of those who got beaten up by him until her face turned blue and swollen?

  Xiao Xuan stood beside Yu Jie, staring at the boys who had been beaten to a pulp, her face pale as a sheet...

  These three boys, after finishing Mo Wenzhen's devil training for a day, did not get out of bed for three whole days! Three days later, they barely managed to get out of bed, but each and every one of them was stumbling along, spiritless and listless, not allowing anyone to touch their bodies. If someone touched them even slightly, they would open their mouths wide in a loud yell, crying out in pain without stopping.

  Mo Wen seemed as if nothing had happened and continued to smile while teaching everyone, no longer mentioning the matter of intensified training.

  The students whispered among themselves: It must be that those three kids were too incompetent, couldn't withstand the test of Cangwu, and disappointed Teacher Cangwu. How disappointing...

  The three-day holiday is over, and Su Lengfeng has to start classes again.

  In the study.

  Su Ling finished the test paper for Jian Qinghan and handed it over to him for review.

  No surprise at all, and 100% correct!

  Jian Qing Han had a sense of pity for Su Leng Feng at the same time, but in his heart, he felt empty and unfulfilled. Taking on such a student was truly making him feel both proud and unaccomplished! Because of her excellent grades, it didn't even count as something he taught her!

  He really wishes that one day, Su Lengfeng would encounter a problem she didn't understand and come to ask him for help, or her test papers wouldn't be so perfect, occasionally having some small mistakes, so he could seriously explain them to her, as her real teacher...

  "Ahem!" Su Lengfeng saw Jian Qinghan finish grading the test papers, and then stared at her own paper with a look of distress, and couldn't help but let out a light cough to get his attention.

  Jian Qing Han came back to his senses, lifted his head, raised an eyebrow and looked at Su Ling Feng.

  "Teacher, I have something to tell you." Su Lengfeng looked straight at Jian Qinghan and calmly said.

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