When Xue Zhe swung his fist, Cai Guoxi just transferred out of the academy.

"Oops...... Childe, didn't we say it......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Xue Zha's casserole-sized fist had already smashed into Xu Zhiyuan's face.

Xu Zhiyuan is very tall now, and if he wants to hit his face, he needs to jump up first, then turn 3,600 degrees in the air, and then twist it into a strand with the momentum of jumping and the torque of rotation, and then use his waist as a fulcrum to punch out in mid-air.

Xue Zha's fist was only equivalent to the tip of Xu Zhiyuan's nose at this time, but that strength was not limited by the size difference between the two.

With a bang, brute force rushed into Xu Zhiyuan's nasal cavity, and in an instant, two blood snakes came out, causing him to burst into tears and snot together.

Xue Zha took advantage of the shock force of this punch to fly back to the ground, and then bounced and punched again.

With the same technique and the same great force, this time the fist landed on Xu Zhiyuan's left eye.

Because of the huge size gap between the two, Xue Zha's fist only hit Xu Zhiyuan's pupils, which could not make the effect of dark circles, but it could directly punch his eyeballs and stain them red.

Landing, bouncing, spinning, and punching, Xue Zhe was like a fighter, just a few breaths, back and forth five or six times, Xu Zhiyuan's eyes, ears, and nose were all hit.

When Xue Zhe landed for the fifth time and was about to bounce and punch for the sixth time, Xu Zhiyuan collapsed like a mountain, and after shaking his head twice, he fell backwards weakly.

The dust and smoke dissipated, and Xue Zha only saw Duan Houlu and Wu Feishu dragging Xu Zhiyuan, who had returned to normal size, and rushed away.

Xue Zhe shook his fist, he turned his head to Cai Guoxi and said, "Look, it should be beaten and killed, and it will not affect your plan." ”

Cai Guoxi wanted to cry without tears, he said in his heart: It's weird!

But Xue Zha beat them all, and seeing that there was still Duan Houlu among the people who dragged him away, he thought that Xue Zha had left a back hand and had already sent someone to break into the enemy.

Cai Guoxi didn't know that Duan Houlu was about to cry now.

"Childe...... What are you saying you are doing here! Look, I've penetrated into the enemy, so you can't bear it, and then you can go back and break out again, what are you going to say this time...... How do I explain why I stand and watch the play without moving my hands?"

Xue Zha doesn't care so much at all, whether it's Cai Guoxi's plan or Duan Houlu's unintentional tricks, in Xue Zhe's heart, he must not let Xu Zhiyuan go back today.

He looked at the blood-stained teeth on the ground, waved his hand and said to Cai Guoxi: "Lao Cai, pick it up, get me a rag and wrap it, go back to the wedding, how can I not prepare some gifts for others!"

Cai Guoxi shook his head with a wry smile and stepped forward, he did as he was told, and his attitude was very clear now: I did my best Son, I will play with you how you want, it's a big deal that I, the deacon of the Longzhou City Martial Arts League, died here.

When Xue Zha and Cai Guoxi returned to the academy, in the courtyard, the twenty or thirty goods who wanted to be gentlemen had become respectful younger brothers, and when they saw Xue Zha, they lined up in two rows from a distance and bowed at 90 degrees to say hello.

"Hello big guy!"

"Uh...... That's a good name. ”

Xue Zhe waved his hand, and he said to everyone: "If you believe me, stay all, and I will find someone to send money to the old dean when I go back, the name of Wutong Academy is good, I plan to do a good job here." ”

When he said this, the old dean was holding Dabao's hand and walking from the backyard, and he ignored the uncertain faces of twenty or thirty applicants, and trotted forward excitedly to hold Xue Zha's hands.

"Childe, you ...... You are really the great savior of Wutong Academy! I'm the dean, I'm gone, I'll give you ...... I just hope that the son can one day make Wutong Academy a child every year, a talent every three years, and a person in ten years!"

As he spoke, the old dean was about to take off the robe of the dean of Wutong Academy on his body, but he was held down by Xue Zha's big hand.

"It's okay to invest, it's okay to leave some good things, and even I will find a way to make Yunhongshan and Wutong Academy merge, this is what I need to do. ”

"It's just that this dean, I don't do it, I'm busy!"

Xue Zha held down the old dean's hand to take off his pants with one hand, and pointed at himself with the other, he never forgot that he had signed the "Holy Dao Contract".

Xue Zha's idea is: to run a school as the starting point, so that students can learn both idioms and poetry, and only by having both civil and military skills can they break into the rivers and lakes and establish a court!

His thoughts like this fell into the ears of the old dean, Cai Guoxi and others, which is tantamount to wishful thinking.

Cai Guoxi stepped forward with a wry smile again, and he persuaded Xue Zha: "Childe, I can probably guess what you want to do, it's just ......"

Xue Zha covered his mouth and said, "Shut up, dare to say one more word, I'll let you retire here!"

Cai Guoxi glared and slowly raised his hands, he didn't dare not take Xue Zha's words seriously, he really strengthened him with an idiom story of [painting the ground as a prison], it is estimated that he really has to retire in Wutong Academy.

He Cai Guoxi is a know-it-all, Xue Zha didn't ask him, Xue Zha wanted to ask him, and he would be able to become a man of words immediately.

Here, Xue Zha, the old dean, and Cai Guoxi had just made up their minds, and over there, twenty or thirty recruits pushed out a representative to speak.

"Gong ...... Childe, that ...... We think that this academy should become bigger and stronger, and we can't want us children and weaklings who are not even children, we want to ......."

"Well, don't think about it so much, just stay, let you eat and drink well, and pay you, rest assured......"

Xue Zhe waved his hand to block this person's words, and beckoned Cai Guoxi and said, "Go find a good cook." ”

Cai Guoxi promised to turn around and leave, and after the twenty or thirty people looked at each other for a while, one of them said fiercely: "I don't believe it, if we want to leave, can you still stop us?"

Xue Zha looked at him with a smile, and he said in his heart: Boy, if I don't have the Holy Dao contract, maybe I will really let you go, but now?

Xue Qi thought about it, and he felt the need to write a poem to restrict these people.

Therefore, he chose a poem that can not only limit people in space, but also bring endless benefits to these scumbags.

"Half an acre of square pond is opened, and the sky and clouds and shadows wander together. ”

"Ask the canal to be as clear as possible, only the source of living water. ”

I don't know if the old dean matched one of the images of the "canal" in the poem, I don't know if this Wutong Academy is just "half an acre of land" so big, at this time there is just a cloud floating above the head of the small courtyard in the sky, the moment the poem was written, the afternoon began to turn from blazing to dazzling but not cool The sunlight and cloud shadows echoed staggered, a clear canal flowed around the old dean, and those who were clamoring to leave, everyone felt the feeling of long-lost literary quenching.

"Oh...... Oo......oo

They couldn't stand anymore, they sat on the ground one by one, looking carefully at the expressions on their faces, blushing, intoxicated, enjoying everything, if it wasn't for looking at the small courtyard and not finding a woman, then Xue Zha would complain and say: "YY Shengong has reached its completion!"

Xue Zhe looked at the effect of the imprint of heaven and earth caused by his recitation of Zhu Xi's great sage's "Reading Books", and he felt: He is worthy of being the most controversial sage, and this ordinary poem is more lasting than Lao Li Tou's poem.

He sighed twice, afraid that he would be slapped in the face by reality as soon as he pretended to be forced, so he hurriedly found a pen and paper to write frantically.

It wasn't until his writing wrist was so sore that he couldn't lift it up, and then he threw away the brush and leaned on Dabao and said, "Find someone to post these poems all over the academy, huh...... Do you know how to form a formation?"

Xue Zha suddenly remembered: If he put a little thought into posting this poem, can he arrange a place similar to "Mengsheng Caolu", and forever make Wutong Academy a holy place with endless literary energy?