After transmigrating into a High Martial world, he became a trainee teacher on the verge of being fired. Unable to understand martial arts, he could only practice blindly.
To his surprise, it actually worked.
“Imitation Boxing is supposed to make you look like your opponent, right? And the Imperial Pole Book of World-Shaking Wonders just summons a huge imperial tome capable of astonishing the world, doesn’t it?”
“And Dragon Soaring Through the Nine Heavens means even a real dragon has to suffer for nine days, right?”
“What? I got it wrong? What part did I get wrong?”
“That’s how divine arts are supposed to be practiced. I’m not wrong, you’re the ones who are.”
By the time his students had made names for themselves and he’d become invincible under heaven, Song Qinglin put his hands on his hips and said, “Who else says I’m practicing wrong?”
