Teaching square dance!

The next day.

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San hired a carriage. Once they climbed aboard, the driver set off toward Gengxin City.

After returning, Qian Ye had to get back to work.

Teaching at a small school like Nuoding Academy was actually quite relaxing.

The only thing was that the pay was low.

There was not much of a future in it, either.

Of course, their cultivation was not very high, either.

That was a fatal weakness.

On the Douluo Continent, the strong reigned supreme.

Without strength, they could only remain at the bottom. There were no shortcuts.

Most of Nuoding Academy's teachers had Soul Power in the teens or twenties.

Wherever they went, they would only be minor Soul Masters, never any sort of great master.

Qian Ye had not taught for several days. That morning, he got up, put on his academy teacher's uniform, and headed to class.

Before he even reached the classroom door, a noisy clamor came from inside.

The students were all very young. It was perfectly normal for them to be lively and like playing.

Qian Ye took it in stride. The moment he reached the classroom door, his presence subdued the students, and they quieted down.

Then he walked to the podium and swept his gaze over the students. One seat was empty.

That empty seat naturally belonged to Tang San.

Qian Ye turned his gaze back to Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and the others.

Finally, his gaze settled on Xiao Yao. "Xiao Yao, take the students out to the field."

"Yes, Teacher Qian!" Xiao Yao immediately rose and led the students out to the field.

The students guessed that Qian Ye would probably have them do physical training again today.

Xiao Yao arranged the students into three neat lines.

Qian Ye was