Simulated beast tide combat, holding the fortresses—this proves quite effective when dealing with actual beast tides, and elite universities must have this awareness.
Understanding the abilities of every classmate was not difficult for Xiang Beifei at all. He knew at a glance who excelled at what and how to bring out everyone's strengths fully.
But he preferred cultivating alone in peace or following the leisurely King of Fish to count ducks. He had no interest in directing others.
It sounded very troublesome and a waste of time.
He was more accustomed to solving problems with a direct punch. Just charge and it's done.
"Professor, no offense intended, but I have too much to handle on my own, and I'm worried I won't be able to manage this role. Could we find someone else to be the class representative?" Xiang Beifei said earnestly and then assured, "But I will definitely study this course seriously! No slacking off!"
"You're busy every day?" Professor Guo furrowed his eyebrows.
Xiang Beifei indeed had a lot on his plate, with rescheduled classes, commitments to Ye Changfeng to join a combat squad to earn club points, daily training in spiritual power with Elder Luo, and practicing his own cultivation, practicing Rapid Flame...
All sorts of bizarre things seemed to have suddenly made his university life busy.
"I need to cultivate." Xiang Beifei didn't go into detail, instead, he said gravely, "I'm a body cultivator, and I need to train for ten hours each day, do ten thousand push-ups with a hundred pounds on my back, and then run thirty kilometers, followed by..."
"Cut the nonsense. You know best whether you're a body cultivator or not! Don't think I'm unaware that this is fabricated gossip spread by Luo Yunxian to protect you, isn't it?" Professor Guo said without a second thought.
Xiang Beifei gave an awkward smile.
That trick didn't work on Professor Guo.
Those who can be professors at Liangzhou University are indeed no ordinary people.
Because even Yuchi Shen and Ye Changfeng believed there was a high chance that Xiang Beifei was a body cultivator; they didn't have the keen vision of Professor Guo.
However, clearly neither Elder Luo nor Professor Guo thought he was a body cultivator at all.
Xiang Beifei said, "But I also need to cultivate. I'm used to spending a lot of time every day on cultivating spiritual power. Self-improvement is the most important thing for me."
At that moment, An Xiyu, who had been sitting at the back of the classroom, spoke up, "You improve yourself to fight against the desolate beasts, don't you? This is the duty of all martial artists, a responsibility we cannot shirk. Isn't learning this course meant to follow your father's path?"
"Each to their own." Xiang Beifei replied simply, "Studying is just being prudent. If Jiuzhou is in trouble, I can, like everyone else, resist the beast tides. But this does not mean I have to be a pioneer or guardian in the future."
"But your parents..." An Xiyu said.
"They are them, I am me." Xiang Beifei replied.
"Xiyu, do not impose your morality."
Professor Guo reached out to stop An Xiyu's words.
An Xiyu wanted to say more, but Professor Guo spoke, and she respected him greatly, so she did not continue, instead murmuring softly, "Sorry, Professor."
Professor Guo praised Xiang Beifei, saying, "Following your own path is correct, as is cultivating. I highly respect such students. It's not the excellent people who are frightening, but the fact that you're not only more excellent than others but also work harder than them."
Professor Guo had high hopes for Xiang Beifei and paused before adding with a smile, "You are truly Xiang Tianxing's son."
"Is my old man that famous?" Xiang Beifei mumbled to himself.
It seemed that virtually every experienced teacher knew Xiang Tianxing. It made sense, considering that after his renown, many teachers would look into his background. A memorable student like Xiang Tianxing would certainly stick in people's minds.
"I don't insist that every student becomes a guardian after graduation, but you all carry a burden. Even if you don't plan to take that path, you should still excel in this course."
Though Professor Guo was old-fashioned, he wasn't rigid, his thinking was quite progressive.
After a moment, the professor asked again, "Don't you have any time at all each day? What does Luo Yunxian have you doing?"
"Uh... keeping him company chatting to alleviate boredom?"
This was the explanation Elder Luo had told Xiang Beifei to give if any teacher asked what they were doing—there was no need to mention cultivation.
But Professor Guo suddenly became furious!
"Keeping him company chatting to alleviate boredom? That damn fool! Is it alright to waste a good seedling ?"
He could accept Xiang Beifei choosing his own future, and he could tolerate Xiang Beifei refusing the role of class representative to make time for cultivation, but he would not tolerate Xiang Beifei declining the role just because he was keeping an old man, who did nothing all day, company.
Especially when it was that seed-spitting guy!
"Come with me. I'm going to find him!"
Without another word, Professor Guo stormed out of the classroom, visibly upset.
Xiang Beifei was stunned for a moment, wondering if Professor Guo's temper, which seemed quite forthright, had been ignited by his mere words. It wasn't his intention, was it?
He quickly followed, worried that a confrontation might arise between the two straightforward professors.
An Xiyu, too, walked out through the back door and followed behind Professor Guo, while also giving Xiang Beifei a puzzled glance.
"Don't ask me, I don't know what's going on either."
Xiang Beifei himself was bewildered.
Professor Guo left the teaching building with large strides, heading toward the small woods by the lake, bristling with anger. That was where Professor Luo typically took naps every morning.