Chapter Twenty-Six: I Became the Headmaster

both male and straight, so nothing beyond friendship has ever happened.He, along with Fang Jian, became the best friends of the trio.Especially during exams, the three of them would act stealthily an...In the golden autumn of September, the final year of high school has arrived. It comes with a mix of anticipation and sadness for all the students.

Xu Jun walked quietly into the classroom and sat down silently at his seat.

He wasn't the earliest to arrive, but he came relatively early. Less than a quarter of the classmates were there.

People were finding familiar companions to chat with, sharing their experiences from this last summer vacation.

Gradually, more and more people arrived, almost everyone was there.

Fang Jian and Yu Hui naturally came too. They habitually sat with Xu Jun and chatted loudly.

"Lao Xu, you know, this summer vacation, I had a tough time," Fang Jian said with a frown. "My dad signed me up for a martial arts academy. My god, the whole summer vacation, I was at martial arts tutoring every day, I'm about to go crazy."

Yu Hui patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's a pity."

Fang Jian turned his head and said, "What about you What are you doing during the summer vacation"

Yu Hui hesitated for a moment, then suddenly broke into a wide smile: "I'm not cut out for martial arts. My dad gave up on me long ago, so he enrolled me in a liberal arts cram school. I haven't had a break... Ah, this summer was the hardest experience of my life."

Fang Jian glanced at him, confirming they were both in the same boat. His mood instantly improved.

Xu Jun was quietly watching the sunset.

Under the illumination of Jian Xin's clairvoyance, Xu Jun could clearly sense.

When Yu Hui uttered those words, a fleeting pang of pain crossed her face.

He was definitely unwilling to give up, but he could only helplessly abandon it in the face of reality.

"By the way, Lao Xu, what about you" Fang Jian asked. "With your high kendo skill, don't you practice every day"

Xu Jun coughed lightly and said, "Well, I'm actually kind of similar to you. I go to the martial arts hall every day."

"Wow, you've reached the peak of the late stage of martial arts. How come you're still working so hard That's too intense!" Fang Jian exclaimed loudly.

His voice rose a little, and suddenly everyone's attention was drawn to him.

Especially Xu Jun, more people were looking at him.

If Xu Jun had not been particularly outstanding in his class before, after suddenly coming in third in the year-end military science exam at the end of his second year of high school, the brilliance he possessed could no longer be concealed.

"Xu Jun, did you also sign up for the martial arts training camp during summer vacation"

"Which martial arts school do you belong to"

How is the effect

"Xu Jun, weren't you already training at the martial arts hall That's why your final exams last semester were so good"

Hearing the flurry of questions, Xu Jun stood up and said, "I went to Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall during summer vacation and was a swordsmanship instructor for a while."

The classroom instantly fell silent, with a flicker of surprise and disbelief crossing everyone's faces.

Headmaster

Damn it, we worked hard to get into the martial arts academy and sign up for classes to receive guidance from strong masters.

Well, you went straight to be the headmaster!

Many people are skeptical about this.

Although Xu Jun had already shown extremely powerful combat strength two months ago.

However, it is not easy for this group of students to make a sudden shift in their thinking.

Fang Jian widened his eyes and said, "Lao Xu, are you kidding me You must be kidding me."

Xu Jun smiled calmly and did not explain.

Whether you believe it or not, in the end, you'll have to believe it anyway. There's no need for him to say more.

"Xu Jun didn't lie to you, he really is the head instructor at Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall." The person in front suddenly turned around and said.

That voice was soft and sweet, quite pleasant to hear.

Xu Jun and others looked up, Fang Jian's eyes seemed to brighten a few points.

There are equal numbers of boys and girls in the class. Most of the girls are average-looking, but youthful and pretty; they're not unattractive either.

But, beautiful things also exist.

Yang Rongnan, one of the two most beautiful girls in Class 3.

She is tall and graceful, with a face like a peach blossom and a pair of envious big eyes.

For these young men and women of seventeen or eighteen, he was undoubtedly a dream come true.

Another male classmate said, “Yang Rongnan, how did you know Weren’t you also learning at Thunder Martial Arts Hall during the summer vacation”

A gasp went through the crowd, and murmurs of discussion filled the air as everyone speculated about whether there was something more between Xu Jun and Yang Rongnan.

Yang Rongnan's pretty face flushed slightly, her beauty was captivating, making many boys who had a crush on her swallow involuntarily.

She let out a cold snort and said, "I took summer classes at Changtian Martial Arts Hall. It's very far from Thunder Martial Arts Hall, so I wouldn't have run into Xu Jun."

I wonder how many people let out a sigh of relief.

After Yang Rongnan finished speaking, she stood up and walked straight to the podium.

She manipulated her wristwatch, projecting a 3D image onto the blackboard.

Aren't you all following the competition of this year's Youth Martial Arts Cup Here is the list of the top sixteen, take a look and see if you recognize any familiar names.

Everyone stared intently, and then the classroom was suddenly filled with screams of terror.

"Damn it, no way."

"Lao Xu, is this yours"

"I must have misread it, I'm seeing things."

"This must be a case of same name, different person."

Fang Jian pointed at a name in the list of sixteen strong contenders and said, "Lao Xu, tell me, this isn't you, is it"

Xu Jun glanced at Yang Rongnan on the podium, he didn't expect her to still care about this.

Actually, the popularity of the Youth Martial Arts Cup has always been high.

But what people pay attention to is mostly the official matches after the round of 16.

The preliminary round huh...

Besides the contestants and martial arts schools, nobody else really paid any attention.

This is actually not surprising, even on Earth, at the highly anticipated World Cup, besides their own team's matches, few people really care about the results of the Americas or Africa's qualifiers.

Besides, they are all high school seniors this year. As long as they have a bit of ambition, they will all try their best. There are even fewer distractions for those who are focused.

Facing the astonished, expectant, and envious gazes of his entire class, Xu Jun's heart felt strangely light.

However, he immediately awoke to the realization, his sword heart becoming clear and bright, instantly free from any dust.

"It was me! The headmaster of Thunder Martial Arts invited me to represent the martial arts hall in the competition, and even gave me the position of instructor. So I agreed, went on stage and casually fought a few moves, but unexpectedly made it to the top 16."

Fang Jian was speechless, at a loss for words.

Because he really didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, a rough voice sounded outside the classroom.

"What are you doing, all messy, sit down!"

Suddenly, everyone scurried back to their seats like mice seeing a cat.

The homeroom teacher, Liu Yang, strode onto the podium like a furious golden warrior. He boomed, "Classmates, the final semester of high school has officially begun. Are you... ready"

"Ready," the crowd mumbled listlessly.

Liu Yang frowned and said, “It seems that after summer vacation, your spirits are down. It’s okay, I announce now that we will conduct a school opening martial arts test. If your level has declined compared to before the summer vacation, hmmm…”

Hearing Liu Yang's eerie tone, many people couldn't help but shiver.

What the hell, the first day of school and we have to take a military aptitude test already

Mr. Liu, please make a personal one for me!d seems to be a little worse than mineTo say that this is also a late-stage peak martial artist, then he's really mistaken.Xu Ping'an laughed and said, "My son is a sword cultivator, and he has alread...