King of Kung Fu in School

Chapter 35 Were You Great

Just Because Your Martial Arts Was Amazing?

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Alan said, "Kevin, there are three students in our class who know martial arts. Now those three students must be practicing martial arts on the playground. Luthor was one of them. Because the three students all had very poor scores, the head teacher asked three top students to tutor them. David was in charge of teaching Luthor. Kevin, you have to be careful. Luthor is the strongest of the three students in our class who know martial arts. He even can bear comparison with the head teacher."

"Uh, there are only three students in this class who know martial arts?." Kevin said in surprise.

Alan said, "Kevin, don't interrupt me. It is not the time to sight the number of people who know martial arts in our class. Luthor will definitely help David. David has taught Luthor for a year. They must be very close."

Kevin chuckled. "I'm not worried about that at all."

At this time, David turned around and threatened Kevin, "Kevin, just wait. Luthor will definitely hit you for me when he finished his training."

Kevin smiled and said, "Alright. Then let me see how strong the so—called 'strongest' student in our class are. I hope he won't disappoint me, Of course, it's normal if he really disappoint me. After all, there have been too many people who had disappointed me in the past few days."

"You can boast yourself now. We'll wait and see." David snorted and turned around not to talk to Kevin.

Alan shook his head and whispered, "Kevin. you are in big trouble."

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"Alright, Alan, you always be pessimistic. It's not very virile. Don't be so pessimistic in the future. You have to think highly of yourself." Kevin advised.

Alan smiled bitterly and asked, "Kevin, when you pretended to be weak in the past, we were the same kind of people. Now that you don't pretend to be weak, we are no longer the same kind of people. Will you still treat me as a friend?"

"Of course. It's just martial arts. It's not something amazing. If you want to learn it. I can teach you."

Alan was stunned, "What?"

"If you want to learn martial arts. I will teach you. You are the only good friend in school. I will teach you martial arts." Kevin said frankly. Everyone in this world felt that martial arts were very precious and didn't want to teach them to outsiders. However, Kevin felt that martial arts were normal. Even if Kevin didn't teach Alan his own unique martial arts, he could still teach Alan some other martial arts.

"Kevin, don't lie to me. Is this true?" Alan cried excitedly.

"Of course it's true. How about this? You can come with me to Lily' house after school. I'm staying at her house now. Come to my place and I'll teach you martial arts."

"Kevin, thank you." Alan sobbed.

At this moment, the monitor shouted, "Kevin, the head teacher wants you to go to his office."

"Oh."

Kevin asked Alan, "Where is the head teacher's office?"

Alan hurriedly said, "Kevin, the monitor definitely told the head teacher that you beat David. You must be careful. Our class teacher also knows martial arts. Even Luthor can't defeat him. He once participated in the London Teacher Combat Competition and won the third place."

"Uh, the head teacher also knows martial arts. That's interesting."

"Alright, hurry up and go. The head teacher's office is at 406 in the teaching building."

Kevin walked out of the class.

Kevin found the teaching building.

At this moment, in the 406 office of the teaching building.

The teaching director smiled and handed a carton of cigarettes, saying, "Mr. Cook, what do you think about that? Have you thought it through?"

The man sitting in the office chair said, "Director Harper. I'm not the only one who knows martial arts in our school. Why do you want me to teach you? Why don't you look for other teachers who know martial arts? You can also ask those students who know martial arts. You are teaching director. It's not impossible for them to teach you a few moves of self—defense."

"Mr. Cook, your martial arts skills are the strongest among all the teachers in our school. You have won the third place in the Teacher Combat Competition in London. Just teach me a few moves." The teaching director said with a smile.

The teaching director handed over another cigarette to Mr. Cook.

This man called Mr. Cook was Kevin's class teacher, Davis Cook.

Davis held a cigarette in his mouth and smiled, "Director Harper, even if the teachers refuse you, you can still go find those students with high martial arts skills. The top ten geniuses in our school are all very powerful. My martial arts skills are not on the same level as that of them. I suppose you are the teaching director, and they don't dare to refuse you."

Seeing Mr. Cook refused him again and again, the teaching director felt a little unhappy. He thought, "Davis. I, the dignified teaching director, have begged you so many times. You still refused to teach me a few moves. Are you great just because your martial arts is good?"

Although he was very angry inside, the teaching director still said politely, "Mr. Cook, those students in our school who know martial arts, especially those in the top ten, won't teach me just because I'm the teaching director All of them had great backers. Don't you know that even our principal has a good relationship with Andrew, who is ranked tenth? As a teaching director, how could those formidable students would like to teach me?"

Davis laughed loudly. "Director Harper, since you said that, I have to say something. Those top ten students doesn't want to teach you. Then why do you think I would teach you? Just because I'm not on the same level as the top ten genius students? Director Harper, although I am not as talented as those talented students. I have at least won the third place in the Teacher Combat Competition. Not everyone can be my student. Alright, Director Harper, you should do your job well. Why do you want to practice martial arts all day long? Martial arts are not so easy to practice. Be careful to your waist."

"Eh." The teaching director smiled awkwardly. These days, all of these martial arts masters were so arrogant that they refused to reveal a single move to anyone else. The teaching director really wanted to practice martial arts. He did not wish to reach the legendary level, but he wanted to be able to block five people with one strike to show off.

At this moment. someone knocked on the door. It was Kevin.

Mr. Cook looked at Kevin and hurriedly waved his hand, "Kevin, come in."

Kevin walked in and asked, "Mr. Cook, can I help you?" Davis shook the ashes in his hand and said, "Kevin. I just heard from the monitor that you beat David."

"Yes."