As he said this, Zhao Qiankun swept his gaze over everyone. When it passed Song Hao and Li Donghai, it paused slightly.
It seemed to be a warning to the two of them.
Song Hao, however, did not care. He had already made up his mind to transfer classes, so he was not afraid of offending Zhao Qiankun.
At school, Zhao Qiankun could not do anything to him.
After all, he was from a Martial Artist Lineage.
Li Donghai, on the other hand, shuddered and instinctively lowered his head, not daring to meet Zhao Qiankun's eyes.
He felt a sharp gaze upon him, as though it were about to carve him apart, making his scalp tingle.
He was instinctively afraid of Zhao Qiankun, his homeroom teacher.
Zhao Qiankun was strict. Whether one was an ordinary civilian or from a Martial Artist Lineage, he treated everyone equally. If they did not work hard, they would be disciplined as they should be.
No excuse would work!
Most of the students lowered their heads, not daring to meet Zhao Qiankun's gaze.
The shadow Zhao Qiankun had cast over them was too great.
Lin Xiaoyan and Chen Mo, however, remained calm.
Zhao Qiankun's final gaze settled on Chen Mo.
"Chen Mo, do you need time to recover? You just fought a match. For the sake of fairness, you should rest for a while first!"
"No need, Teacher! It won't be too late to rest after we're done fighting!"
Chen Mo had not been tired at all from the previous match. Lin Xiaoyan's moves had all been within his expectations, so he had won with ease.
When Lin Xiaoyan had sparred with Song Hao, he had already memorized her moves. Their flaws had been plain as day to him.
Especially since they were using the