At this moment, in the West City's Master College.
The group of students stood in their respective positions with their heads lowered, not daring to breathe loudly.
On the podium, the old man held a ferule in one hand and flipped through a book called Dragon Ball in the other. As he read the contents, his eyes were filled with anger.
"Is this what you read?”
The Headmaster threw the Dragon Ball heavily on the ground.
At this moment, there were already dozens of Dragon Ball books at his feet.
These were all things that he had just found in the students 'book baskets.
It was precisely because of this that he was so angry that he went crazy!
No wonder he felt that the students had suddenly become serious in class recently. They didn't even take a nap, let alone sleep. They were all engrossed in their studies.
At first, he thought that he had taught them well, but now he realized that these students were all reading these vulgar picture-story books. No one was listening to him at all!
"You guys are ridiculous! This kind of thing could be called a book? There was no literary talent at all. It was all vernacular and illogical. Its image was even more exposed. Letting such a thing exist in the world was simply an insult to the sages!”
The old man pointed at the students with his trembling fingers. He was so angry that his lips trembled.
"Tell me, you guys have the Four Books and Five Classics to choose from, the Confucian classics to choose from, but you have to come and read such vulgar and unsightly things! Have you all gone to school for nothing?”
When everyone heard that the Headmaster had belittled their favorite Dragon Ball, they were all angry, but most of them did not dare to say anything.
In the academy, the Headmaster was the God. Those who dared to go against the Headmaster would usually not have a good ending.
"The Dragon Ball isn't as bad as you say…"
In the corner, Du He couldn't stand it anymore and muttered softly.
The others all looked at him with admiration and approval.
"You still dare to talk back!"
The Headmaster glared at Du He and sneered,""What, do you still think this old master is wrong?”
"Alright, if you think this book is good, then tell me, what did you learn from this kind of vulgar and violent book?”
Du He's face turned red and she couldn't retort. The other students were even more silent out of fear.
"I've learned…Turtle Sect Qigong."
At this moment, a faint voice came from the corner.
Du He and the others looked at Cheng Chumo with admiration and secretly gave him a thumbs up.
The Headmaster was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that someone would dare to refute him. However, before he could speak, another voice sounded.
"I've learned…Afterimage Fist."
Qin Huaiyu looked at the Headmaster stubbornly.
Their performance seemed to have given the other students courage.
"I've learned Transformation!"
"I learned Wolf Fang Wind Fist!"
"I learned that the earth is round!"
"I learned that there are Saiyans in the universe!”
"And the Namekians!"
"The people of Planet Namek can make Dragon Balls!”
"Stupid, not all Planet Namek people can make Dragon Balls, only a few can!”
……
As if a floodgate had been opened, the students spoke one after another. They became more and more confident, and as they spoke, they actually became a little excited.
"You, you guys…"
The Headmaster's face flushed red as he looked at the students below in disbelief.
Suddenly, he felt a heavy feeling in his chest. He clutched his chest, unable to catch his breath. His blood and Qi attacked his heart, and he fell straight back.
"Not good, the Headmaster has fainted!"
A student immediately shouted.
When everyone saw this, they all rushed over, but they didn't have time to care about the Headmaster. They all picked up the dragon balls on the ground in a hurry and put them in their own pockets.
"What should we do? Someone get a doctor over here!”
"Remember, what happened today has nothing to do with us!”
"Yes, the Academy was suffering from the scorching heat and the Headmaster fell to the ground due to heatstroke. It has nothing to do with us!”
……
He returned to the Worry Relieving Book Room.
Cheng Yaojin and Du Ruhui were sitting at their desks, one holding his phone and the other reading the Three Kingdoms.
"Wang Situ used a series of clever tricks, and Grand Preceptor Dong caused a ruckus at Phoenix Pavilion. Lu Fengxian shot a halberd at the camp gate, Cao Mengde defeated his army at Yushui, Sima Hui recommended another famous scholar, Liu Xuande visited the thatched cottage three times…"
As the classic stories were presented one by one, Du Ruhui became more and more excited. He could not stop at all.
" Ah, this is a brilliant plan. The wisdom of our ancestors is indeed extraordinary…"
Du Ruhui admired the strategists described in the book. Every one of their strategies made him feel fascinated and amazed.
Immersed in these stories, he felt as if he had returned to that era. He sought refuge under a certain lord's tent and was in high spirits. He racked his brains to come up with ideas for his lord and conquered the world.
Now, he had completely forgotten what he had mocked Cheng Yaojin about. So what if it was a picture-story book? The wisdom contained in it far surpassed those military books and sacred books from before.
If such a book could only be considered unrated, then there was probably no other book in the world that could be rated.
Cheng Yaojin was in a similar state. He was addicted to the dragon ball and could not extricate himself.
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