Chapter 10

Ning An has taught many students over these years.

As a counselor, students are taught by the counselor for the first half of the year.

Except for those with extraordinary talent who are valued by some mentors early on.

The rest are waiting for the school to automatically assign them.

Naturally, he knows how to develop a person's potential.

Especially these high school students, who actually still have great potential to develop.

"The first thing, start with devil training!"

Ning An said with a cold smile on his face.

These twelve students instantly had a bad premonition.

The premonition was undoubtedly normal.

Next was all kinds of physical training!

And it was the non-stop kind.

Sprinting, frog jumps while carrying hundreds of pounds of lead blocks.

It can be said that every student's physical strength was squeezed dry.

On the playground of Qingshan No. 15 High School, a group of special students was quite conspicuous.

After about two hours of physical training!

"Rest for five minutes!"

"Next, pair up and start sparring."

Ning An's cold voice rang out!

These twelve students, although they began to feel a bit restless, gritted their teeth and persisted.

Because Ning An's identity from before played a role.

If it were an ordinary person, these students would have already quit.

"Teacher Wen, what is this doing!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked over with a lot of confusion on his face.

After all, this special scene on the playground had caused a lot of discussion in the school.

"Principal!"

Wen Zhiqiao greeted when she saw the person coming.

Then she began to explain the scene in front of them.

"Special training?!"

Wu Zhiqiang frowned slightly, even more confused.

"I specifically hired someone to give some students special training."

"It was carried out after these students agreed."

Wen Zhiqiao's voice continued to ring out!

Although there might be a gap in their positions and status.

But in reality, as a first-rank martial artist, the gap between the two was not that big.

If Wen Zhiqiao resigned from Qingshan No. 15 High School, there were plenty of places to go.

Even focusing on raising her daughter at home was fine.

After Ning An stepped into the third rank, the family's economy eased a lot.

Including the resources Ning An gave her, it was completely enough for a long period of cultivation.

"I wonder who this instructor is?!"

Wu Zhiqiang's gaze fell on Ning An as he continued to ask.

He certainly did not approve of Wen Zhiqiao hiring an instructor without asking.

Clearly, he was also quite uncomfortable.

However, he was not a fool, because Wen Zhiqiao herself was already a first-rank martial artist.

The instructor who could be hired for special training must not be simple.

So he had to ask clearly, otherwise, he would offend people for no reason.

"My husband, Ning An!"

"He is also a mentor at Nanjiang Martial Arts University."

Wen Zhiqiao said slowly.

"Cough cough!"

"A mentor at Nanjiang Martial Arts University!!"

Wu Zhiqiang said with a lot of astonishment.

He knew that to be a mentor at Nanjiang Martial Arts University, one needed at least a third-rank martial arts cultivation base.

Before, he only knew that Teacher Wen's husband was a martial artist.

But he mostly thought it was just a first-rank martial artist.

He did not expect him to be hidden so deep!

Fortunately, he had not offended this person before.

Otherwise, it would really be hard to say!

"Teacher Wen did well, all teachers in the school should learn from you."

Wu Zhiqiang said, his words being more gentle and close than before.

And at this moment, Ning An also walked over.

In fact, Ning An had noticed this side before.

Relying on his good hearing, he still heard the conversation between the two.

He had a preliminary understanding of this principal.

Clearly, this principal had a lot of utilitarianism.

But it was understandable!

This principal only had a cultivation base at the peak of the first rank of martial arts.

To break through his cultivation base, he certainly needed resources.

Where do resources come from? Either go hunt mutated wild beasts.

Or improve the school's college entrance exam results and then get some rewards.

Clearly, this person had no heart for fighting.

As for the latter, he had the heart but not the power!

Now Ning An's appearance made this principal see some opportunities.

Of course, just the third-rank martial arts cultivation base was enough for this principal to befriend him.

"Mentor Ning, thank you for your hard work!"

"Thank you for your support for our school."

As soon as Wu Zhiqiang saw Ning An, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"This is Principal Wu!"

Wen Zhiqiao also said on the side.

"Principal Wu!"

"I was also a student of this school once."

Ning An also spoke up, his words being very peaceful.

Unknowingly, he had also become a big shot in the eyes of many people.

In reality, he felt that his martial arts path had just begun.

But who let the Qingshan Base be really not very good.

He did not continue to think too much, because now he was just a small martial artist.

Even if he wanted to change the Qingshan Base, he was powerless.

His current power was still too limited.

"So that's how it is!"

"I didn't expect Qingshan No. 15 High School to produce such an excellent talent as Mentor Ning."

Wu Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment and then became even more enthusiastic.

But he decided in his heart that he must go back and take a good look at the existences who got into martial arts universities from Qingshan No. 15 High School over the years.

Maybe there were existences similar to the one in front of him, and this was a connection.

He had ignored this aspect in the past, which was truly stupid!

Next, Ning An talked with this Principal Wu continuously.

In his words, Ning An also expressed his attitude.

That was, he really couldn't resist his wife Wen Zhiqiao's request.

So he came to give the students special training for a period of time, but the quantity was limited to this.

Wu Zhiqiang naturally understood and did not push his luck.

Hiring a third-rank existence for special training, the school could not afford the price.

He couldn't help but look at these twelve students with some envy.

Maybe these students could rush the college entrance exam admission score line during the exam.

Especially when he heard that so many people in a class gave up.

He felt some heartache in his heart!

What a good opportunity, just given up like that.