Chapter 141 Absurdity

Shi Feizhe does need time. He is now at the Qihai level, but his fighting power is comparable to that of Zhoutian.

As long as he becomes a Zhoutian warrior, several sets of Qi from the exercises can be converted into Zhenyuan sword Qi, and the "Zhenyuan Sword Finger Art" can be pushed to perfection!

With the blessing of the "Zhenyuan Sword Finger Art" at perfection, he can also fight against the real warriors!

That day in the desert, in the white light of the old man's "Qi", under the feedback of supreme wisdom, he had the opportunity to become a Zhoutian master, but... it was interrupted.

Now, he can only rely on water grinding, accumulating day by day, to break through the Qihai and become Zhoutian.

Fortunately, this day is not far away.

At present, he is dealing with Pishan and Changsheng Temple, making them think that he is related to the Jiang family or the Demon Sect.

Then stabilize the Jiang family, so that the Jiang family will not dare to act rashly against him, or even win him over.

After all, it was Fan Jianqiang who seized the Jiang family's manor, not Dean Shi.

In this way, Qingshan Martial Arts Academy is in a fragile balance.

If this trick goes on for a long time, the three families will definitely notice something unusual, but... by that time, Shi Feizhe has become a Zhoutian warrior, so what is there to be afraid of!

After listening to Jiang Ning's procrastination, Shi Feizhe didn't waste any words, and left a sentence "You think about it carefully, I'll wait for your news!".

Jiang Ning looked at Shi Feizhe's figure and was so angry that her teeth itched!

Then she heard Shi Feizhe smiling and greeting Xiong Ba who came back from outside.

"Brother Xiong, are you done?"

"Yeah!"

"Come to the canteen for dinner later!"

"Okay!"

"After dinner, you have nothing to do in the afternoon, free time!"

"Okay! I found a nest of ants in the yard!"

She heard Xiong Ba's voice and became even angrier.

So, when Xiong Ba came in with a mud bag, he saw Jiang Ning looking at her angrily.

"?" Xiong Ba was puzzled. He stared at the angry Jiang Ning blankly and said, "When I get familiar with Dean Shi, I can take you away!"

"The morning meal is poisonous, do you know!" Jiang Ning took the lead.

"Oh. I know!" Xiong Ba nodded.

"You know, give it to me!"

"If you don't eat, you'll be hungry!"

"I'll be poisoned if I eat it, you know that!" Jiang Ning said angrily.

"Poisoning won't kill you, but it will make you hungry." Xiong Ba nodded and said in a serious tone.

"..."

"Me!!" Jiang Ning felt a buzzing in front of his eyes, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, then his eyes went black and he fainted from anger.

So, Xiong Ba didn't go to lunch at noon.

When Guan Shan came with the lunch box, he saw Xiong Ba sitting on the steps at the door of Jiang Ning's door, looking down at the bugs in the cracks of the stone bricks.

The door behind him was closed.

"Hey~ Why didn't you go to the canteen to eat! Dean Shi asked me to deliver it." Guan Shan put down the lunch box and sat next to Xiong Ba and said.

Xiong Ba bowed his head and said, "My wife won't let me go."

"..."

Family status! Brothers!

Guan Shan's eyes turned and he said, "Does your wife not allow you to eat in the canteen, or does she not allow you to eat!"

"She doesn't allow me to eat in the canteen."

"Then I brought the food, can't you eat it?" Guan Shan said with a smile, pointing to the lunch box.

"Oh?" Xiong Ba's eyes lit up and he went to open the lunch box.

Lunch was very simple, one meat and one vegetable. The meat was pork belly fried mooncakes, and the vegetable was stewed winter melon, with two bowls of grain rice on the bottom layer.

Xiong Ba took it and ate it.

"Aren't you going to give it to your wife?" Guan Shan asked, looking at Xiong Ba who was eating.

"She won't eat, she said she won't starve to death!" Xiong Ba said in a serious tone.

Jiang Ning, who was in the house, felt that he had come to Qingshan Martial Arts Academy and fell into the hands of Shi Feizhe and Xiong Ba. He was really unlucky!

In the afternoon, he stopped playing with dust.

Shi Feizhe started the class, which was still Guan Shan, Huang Goudan, Old Man Fan and Xiong Ba.

This time the course was relatively simple, and it talked about pinyin and addition, subtraction and multiplication.

"a, o, e, i, u, ü..." Shi Feizhe wrote down a few vowels on the blackboard and began to teach them how to pronounce them.

Guan Shan frowned, not knowing what to learn from this.

Huang Goudan didn't understand, but he still learned it.

Old Man Fan was learning seriously, and seemed to be very interested in this.

Xiong Ba was... the same as always.

"You must be curious about what you can do with this!" Shi Feizhe said to the four people in front of him.

Guan Shan nodded, this has nothing to do with martial arts!

With this little time, it's better to go play!

"I have read documents in the Da Cai Armory. The previous dynasty, Da Cai, unified the nine states and had its own official language." Shi Feizhe recalled the knowledge in his mind and continued, "The dynasties before Da Cai also had their own official language."

"After the demise of Da Cai, there was no dynasty that unified the nine states. Naturally, there was no unified official language."

"Over the past thousand years, sects have been divided and each place has its own dialect. Many words are pronounced differently in different places."

"If you want to make it easier for martial artists in the world to practice martial arts, you need simpler and more convenient ways of writing and expressing."

"In this way, I won't be able to practice martial arts, but only I can understand what I express. Or a different word has several different pronunciations that cause ambiguity."

"So learning pinyin can make it easier to recognize and understand words, so as to record and interpret secrets faster."

"If all the martial artists in the world have the same pronunciation, then wouldn't it be easier for them to read secret manuals, study martial arts and practice martial arts?"

Shi Feizhe explained the significance of learning Pinyin and recognizing characters, which surprised several people.

Guan Shan, a semi-illiterate, only knew a dozen characters before he memorized the "Thousand Character Classic".

After all, you can't expect the gang to open a literacy class for you, right?

Huang Goudan does know a lot of characters, but they are all related to killers.

He only knows one or two hundred characters in the "Thousand Character Classic".

Old man Fan realized the value of this thing, which is to popularize it all over the world, which seems... a bit difficult!

Xiong Ba's eyes moved slightly, and he remembered that he had vomited blood from more than a dozen teachers because of his anger.

"It's still a bit early to say that it will be popularized all over the world, but we can teach it to those who come later after we learn it ourselves. When Qingshan Martial Arts Academy continues to grow, more people will naturally learn Pinyin!"

"This is how the world is, the strong will be praised by great scholars!" Shi Feizhe looked at the four of them and continued to teach them Pinyin.

After teaching pinyin to seven or eight students and assigning homework, they began to teach math.

Math was much easier, after all, for adults, it was easy to understand addition and subtraction.

As for multiplication... except for Mr. Fan, it was difficult for the three of them to learn.

Hey! Seeing people in their twenties and thirties waving their fingers to calculate multiplication and multiplication formulas, Shi Feizhe felt it was absurd.

What was even more absurd was this martial arts world!

Most of the martial artists in the martial arts world were at this level.

Just like the saying.

The handsome and elegant heroes were all imagined by ordinary people. Who said that heroes couldn't have pockmarks and bald heads?

Who said that heroes knew how to multiply and divide?

There were illiterates all over the streets. Such a martial arts world was indeed absurd.