Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 125 - 94: The Broken Bronze Sword (2)

White Claw could see the peculiar expressions on the faces of the senior brothers. It didn’t even know itself what was up with its swordsmanship, whether it was strong or not, or if it could defeat the senior brothers?

It held the bag, already having decided that if it won, it would use the bag to take away all the Fish Scale Fruit seeds of the senior brothers.

If it lost, it would be a huge embarrassment, and it would use the bag to cover its own head!

"Awooo!"

It swung the Broken Bronze Sword, jumped into the arena, and declared its challenge!

Its old rival, Round Ears, jumped in smugly, swinging the same Bronze Sword from last time.

Bang!

The Bronze Swords clashed, and White Claw immediately sensed something unusual. It felt Round Ears’ sword was heavier but not stable.

And the Broken Sword in its paw was more agile.

Bam bam bam!

With just a few moves, White Claw accurately executed a move, sending Round Ears’ long sword flying.

"Awoo?"

White Claw looked around at the fox senior brothers, observing their shocked expressions and seeing them start jumping and cheering.

It received the Fish Scale Fruit seed handed over by the dejected Round Ears and watched Round Ears leave the arena despondently.

Looking again at the Broken Bronze Sword in its paw, though it still didn’t understand why the broken sword was stronger, it understood in its heart that it, White Claw, was indeed powerful and had a talent for the Sword Dao!

Looking again at the next challenger entering the arena, it grinned and raised its sword...

Not far away, Bai Mo tugged at the corners of his mouth, realizing a rather cliché thing as he watched the broken sword White Claw wielded... White Claw was weak before simply because the Bronze Sword was too heavy for it! With a rusted, Broken Sword, with a hole in the middle, it became lighter, and the sword moves more agile!

Sure enough, White Claw won battle after battle!

All the senior brothers were jumping and cheering in excitement!

"Awoo awoo awoo!"

"Eee eee eee!"

"Eee eee eee!"

White Claw only won five Fish Scale Fruit seeds, far from filling the bag. All the senior brothers were crafty, and no fox was willing to step into the arena again.

Leaving the circle, White Claw tightened its expression to stop itself from laughing, trying to appear more cool and collected.

The right paw held the sword in a masterly manner.

The left paw dragged the bag, though the large bag contained only a few small seeds, it pretended it was very heavy.

With a slight glance, it saw its master watching from not far away. It kept its eyes forward, raising its head slightly and puffing out its chubby belly.

Back!

All back!

Confidence was back, and face was back!

...

The weather in West State City was already extremely hot.

But inside the building of the Immortal Technique Committee, it remained as cool and comfortable as ever. The air even carried the occasional scent of flowers, making people feel utterly relaxed and happy.

On the leather sofa, Bai Mo glanced at Fang Xiaoyu with a serious expression.

"This... doesn’t belong to the official tasks released by the Committee, does it?

"Is it a private job?

"Then can your finance department approve this task’s payment?"

Fang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment.

"Makes sense!

"I’ll help you communicate with them now."

She stood up and dialed the phone, "Hello, Chairman, about the tutoring fee for Expert Bai Mo... oh, okay, okay, mm hmm..."

Even before she hung up, Bai Mo’s phone buzzed with a message.

It was a transfer from Chairman Chen Shu, a tutoring fee of two thousand yuan!

"This money... is a friendly price, definitely worth it!

"I’ll prepare for the lesson first."

Bai Mo immediately got up and went to the small office next door.

This two thousand yuan was the tutoring fee for a private teaching session.

The students were Zhang Shan, Lu Yang, Yu Tingting, and Wu Qingyun.

The duration was two hours.

The content was... a high school entrance exam prep session.

...

On the small blackboard in the office, Bai Mo wrote comprehensively, listing major topics in mathematics, physics, and chemistry, including key points he considered important, densely packed. Fortunately, his handwriting was clear and the layout meticulous, making the board appear harmonious rather than chaotic.

Shortly after, the door swung open, and in came Zhang Shan, Lu Yang, and Yu Tingting, chatting and laughing.

"Expert Bai Mo, did the chairman really invite you to give a lecture?"

"Will listening to one of your classes improve our exam scores by ten points?"

Bai Mo smiled, exchanged a few pleasantries with them, and then asked them to sit down.

After a little while, the door was pushed open again. A head with short fluffy hair poked in, looking around—it was Wu Qingyun!

She walked in, looking completely different from usual.

She carried the scent of body wash, and her hair was fluffy, probably just blow-dried.

She wasn’t wearing armor, just a black tracksuit, and her figure was unexpectedly slender.

She held a notebook, found a seat, and sat down.

Yu Tingting, who was familiar with her, leaned in and asked, "You just took a bath?"

"Mm."

"Why are you bathing in broad daylight? Washing off the blood smell?"

Zhang Shan asked, then felt the question was silly.

When he had just been promoted to [Bloodthirsty], he took several baths a day. Later, he barely managed to control his Blood Qi, so he didn’t bathe during the day anymore. But who was Wu Qingyun? She couldn’t possibly be unable to control the blood smell on her.

Yet Wu Qingyun’s expression remained blank, as if her entire facial structure lacked the function to make expressions.

"I just finished training, broke a sweat.

"Not bathing would be disrespectful to the teacher."

Huh?

Zhang Shan and the others looked at each other—is that really a thing?

So, she took off the armor she always wore and set down her immortal sword because of this?

Zhang Shan looked at his uniform, which had a little blood scent.

Then looked at Bai Mo.

"Teacher, you don’t mind, right?"

Of course, Bai Mo didn’t mind. After all, Zhang Shan was brazen as usual.

But Wu Qingyun’s respect for the teacher truly made the teacher feel good inside.

He cleared his throat, and once everyone was present, he began the class.

He left a section of the board clear for writing, convenient for teaching.

"Let’s start with the big math topic—the conic sections and derivatives..."

As a conscientious instructor, Bai Mo didn’t mince words, his lecture was full of substance.

He explained while drawing diagrams and writing formulas, demonstrating derivations.

Zhang Shan and Lu Yang, sitting behind the desk, quickly found their eyes glazing over, left only to take notes without understanding a thing. Yu Tingting fared a little better, but still found it notably challenging.

Bai Mo paused slightly, "It’s okay if you don’t understand, we have recordings. You can watch them several times later."

But to Bai Mo’s surprise, Wu Qingyun sat there, writing notes sometimes and looking at the blackboard, managing to keep up with the thought process. Although her expression seemed dazed, in truth, her intelligence was the highest among the four students!

"Alright, now let’s talk about another difficult point, sequences!

"This part requires special attention to problem-solving techniques..."

While Bai Mo was teaching, the office door opened, and Fang Xiaoyu came in with two reporters, carrying a camera.

"Expert Bai Mo, we’re making some promotional material and need to use some of your class time, sorry about that."

Bai Mo nodded and stood next to the blackboard, allowing them a spot to set up the camera.

Zhang Shan, Wu Qingyun, and the others weren’t really taking the college entrance exam for the exam itself, it was for publicity.

Their efforts before the exam naturally deserved attention too.

The reporters took photos of Zhang Shan and the others at their desks, and of the blackboard full of writing, then moved to take shots of Zhang Shan and Lu Yang’s notes, clicking away.

The junior reporter frowned and looked at his boss.

"Boss, their notes are too messy, won’t it have a bad impact if we publicize this?"

The senior reporter shook his head.

"No, authenticity is key! It’s these messy notes that resonate with underperforming students."

Underperforming?

Resonate?

Zhang Shan frowned, raised his head, wanting to ask, "Is that polite?"

The junior reporter asked his boss again.

"Boss, this girl’s notes are too neat and pretty, won’t that be bad for publicity?"

The senior reporter shook his head.

"No, hers can resonate with many girls who take notes diligently."

The junior reporter asked his boss again.

"Boss, the teacher giving the lecture, he’s just too handsome!

"If we include him in the shots, won’t the promotion have a particularly explosive effect with such a handsome guy?"

The senior reporter shook his head.

"No.

"He’s just too handsome.

"Do you know what ’The moon lonely in the sky’ means? What ’Ultimate deterrence’ means? What ’Taking over the scene’ means?

"We’re promoting that the Immortal Technique Committee members are taking the college entrance exam.

"If we include him in the footage... no one will care about what we’re trying to promote."