Chapter 27: Doubts, Principal

Ning An hadn't taught few students over these years.

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

Except for those with extraordinary talent who were spotted early by some instructors,

the rest waited for the school to automatically assign them.

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

Especially these high school students, who actually still had great potential to be developed.

"The first thing, start with devilish 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 kind that was non-stop.

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

It could 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!

"Five minutes of rest!"

"Next, pair up and start sparring."

Ning An's cold voice rang out!

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

Because Ning An's previous identity had played a role.

If it had been an ordinary person, these students would likely have already quit.

"Teacher Wen, what is this doing!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked over with quite a bit of doubt on his face.

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

"Principal!"

Seeing the person, Wen Zhiqiao couldn't help but greet him.

She then began to explain the scene before them.

"Special training?!"

Wu Zhiqiang frowned slightly, even more confused.

"I specifically invited someone to conduct special training for some students."

"It was carried out after these students agreed."

Wen Zhiqiao's voice continued!

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

in reality, as a First Grade martial artist, the gap between the two wasn't that big.

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

She could even focus on going home to raise her daughter.

After Ning An stepped into the Third Grade, the family's finances had eased up 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 didn't approve of Wen Zhiqiao inviting an instructor without asking him.

Clearly, he was also quite uncomfortable.

But he wasn't a fool, because Wen Zhiqiao herself was already a First Grade martial artist.

The instructor invited for special training certainly couldn't be simple.

So he had to ask clearly, otherwise, he would be offending someone for no reason.

"My husband, Ning An!"

"He is also an instructor at Nanjiang Martial Arts University."

Wen Zhiqiao said slowly.

"Cough, cough!"

"An instructor at Nanjiang Martial Arts University!!"

Wu Zhiqiang said with quite a bit of astonishment.

He knew that to become an instructor at Nanjiang Martial Arts University, one needed at least a Third Grade martial arts cultivation base.

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

But he mostly thought he was just a First Grade martial artist.

He hadn't expected him to be hiding so deep!

Fortunately, he hadn't offended this person before.

Otherwise, it would have been hard to say!

"Teacher Wen has done well; all teachers in the school should learn from you."

Wu Zhiqiang said, his words much gentler and closer than before.

And at this moment, Ning An also walked over.

Actually, Ning An had been paying attention to this side before.

With his good hearing, he had heard the conversation between the two.

He had a preliminary understanding of this principal.

Clearly, this principal had quite a bit of utilitarianism.

But it was understandable!

This principal only had a cultivation base at the peak of First Grade Martial Dao.

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

Where do resources come from? Either go hunt mutated beasts,

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

Clearly, this person no longer had the heart to fight.

As for the latter, he was willing but lacked the ability!

Now, Ning An's appearance gave this principal a glimpse of an opportunity.

Of course, the Third Grade martial arts cultivation base alone was enough for this principal to befriend him.

"Instructor 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 hurried to greet him.

"This is Principal Wu!"

Wen Zhiqiao also said from the side.

"Principal Wu!"

"I was also a student at this school once." **Chapter 28**