After releasing the dizzy little one, the other children exchanged glances, and then a boy of about half a year stepped forward.

Although Mr. Ke always manages to defeat his opponent with a single move, his ever-changing tactics keep the children on their toes and further fuel their fighting spirit.

The lively shouts attracted faculty and staff who had just finished dinner and were out for a walk to digest.

The children, as if they had seen a savior, shouted to the teachers, "Teacher Wang, Teacher Li, come here quickly and show off to the new Uncle Ke! He's amazing!"

The two men named were middle-aged. Although they were also faculty and staff, they were noticeably more robust than the other thin and seemingly frail teachers and leaders.

"Haha, they're here, they're here," they laughed as they stepped forward. A man took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and introduced himself: "Hello, Comrade Ke. I'm Wang Weida, a teacher at the School of Physical Education of our Provincial University of Science and Technology. I served in the army for five years. Shall we have a friendly spar?"

The Ke family members also came out of the house. A row of tall, strong young men and two beautiful women instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Today is the third day of registration at school, and everyone is busy at school. No one from the Ke family has been seen.

They were now thinking to themselves, no wonder Old Xue and Old Zhao had been unwilling to sell or lend this house. It turned out that not only do beautiful flowers match beautiful willows, but a good house also needs to be lived in by good-looking people to calm their inner anger.

After all, it's such a big house; imagine how useful it would be if it were in their hands!

In order to secure this house, they even considered forming an alliance to share it.

Mr. Ke was somewhat timid and couldn't help but glance at his son-in-law, sons, daughter-in-law, daughter, and parents.

He only trained for two or three months. How can he compare to someone with five years of military service?

However, he clearly saw the contempt and resentment hidden in the newcomer's eyes. As the head of the Ke family, how could Mr. Ke allow himself to back down?

Besides, he still has to follow his daughter's plan to join the school's security department. He can't even handle a retired physical education teacher, so he's too ashamed to stay at the school!

"Ke Qingyi," he nodded with a smile, got into position, and announced his name.

This sparring match between two men was no longer the playful interaction they would have with a child.

Wang Weida, who had been retired from the army for many years, still maintained his old routine, treating the students like his own greenhorns, making them do morning and evening exercises, and conducting comprehensive physical fitness tests from time to time.

According to him, students at the sports academy don't need to use their brains, but their bodies are their writing tools, which cannot be neglected for even a day. They also need to develop their potential as much as possible, which will allow them to enter their respective positions in the best possible condition after graduation.

Even though Wang Weida wasn't particularly outstanding in the military, he was one of the best teachers at the sports academy!

His legs and feet are well coordinated, and his movements are fast, crisp, and efficient.

However, Mr. Ke, who had been trained by his son-in-law at a high intensity every day, was no pushover either. After all, he had five sons to spar with, and his practical experience was also extensive.

Mr. Ke's gaze was cold and sharp. Wang Weida's movements were fast, but in his eyes they seemed to be slowed down. He could always dodge them very easily and then occasionally strike back.

With this information in mind, Mr. Ke was able to handle the situation with even greater ease. After quickly figuring out his opponent's moves, he suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the other man's neck, then released him, took a step back, and said with a light laugh, "Thank you for your concession."

The men in the Ke family remained calm, but the women were on tenterhooks, especially Ke's mother, whose palms were sweaty as she held Ke Meiyu's hand.

I never imagined that my husband, who usually just slaps around with the kids, would be so good at fighting in real life!

Ke's mother's eyes held a girlish adoration.

Just then, Mr. Ke turned his head, and their eyes met...

Grandma Ke was gratified, tears welling up in her eyes. She hadn't been wrong after all. The fourth son's family was like a dragon stranded in a shallow bay, ready to take flight as soon as they had the chance!

Wang Weida was taken aback. Hearing the children's applause, his face flushed red. It really was true what they said: the harm was not great, but the insult was significant.

He, a man who rarely lost a battle after retiring from the military, couldn't even beat a student's parent from the countryside!

He still had to maintain the demeanor of a teacher, smiling as he stepped aside and said to the person next to him, "Taozi, Comrade Ke's skills are quite good, why don't you come and exchange blows?"

Wang Weida has good stamina, but his martial arts skills are not particularly outstanding.

But Li Qingtao is different.

The children have already started telling the Ke family, "Uncle Ke, Teacher Li is amazing! He's the vice president of the provincial martial arts association and once won the provincial Sanda championship!"

Mr. Ke's initial relief immediately turned into anxiety.

Oh no, someone this amazing, can he really do it?

He turned his head to look at Qin Yuanjiu.

The latter smiled calmly, showing no apprehension or worry about his father-in-law's impending embarrassment or injury.

Mr. Ke seemed to be encouraged as well, recalling what his son-in-law had said.

Although he was already in his early forties, his daughter had been taking good care of him both inside and out during this period. Not only did he look more than ten years younger to the naked eye, but his physical functions were also revitalized, making him look like he was in his mid-twenties!

Moreover, his martial arts training equipment is already at 95% completion, and with the targeted training he has received recently, it can be said that as long as he doesn't encounter well-organized and trained special forces soldiers or people with tricky moves, it's basically easy for him to keep his life.

Mr. Ke's gaze hardened once more.

Li Qingtao raised an eyebrow. This martial arts training is not just about physical skills, but also tests a person's psychological qualities.

He was used to using his title and imposing manner to overwhelm his opponent first, so that he could achieve twice the result with half the effort in the fight later.

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