It's all thanks to my wife's good teaching.

"My finger, my finger, it can be put back together!" Xiang Tianyou continued to wail.

"Sister Jing, our husband is amazing! I've never seen such a magnificent sword-sweeping technique before."

"Yeah, he's so handsome."

The two sisters cheered for their husband.

In front of outsiders, Fang Jing is indeed Yang Ding's wife, and she has no intention of denying it.

Moreover, although Yang Ding did not have any so-called awakening, his diligence and spirituality deeply moved her.

This guy is something else.

Even Zhang Peng, the counselor who had been trying to get rid of Class C2, looked at Yang Ding in disbelief, "Swordsmanship Star Over the Wilderness?"

"Auntie, Auntie, half of my finger is missing."

On one side, there was a voice shocked by Yang Ding's words; on the other side, Xiang Tianyou, covered in blood, was searching everywhere for his severed finger.

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but received no care from anyone, only cold indifference.

That's how this era is: the strong win everything, and the losers are ignored.

Huang Bingbing looked at him with disdain; she was utterly disappointed in this secret servant.

This is just an ordinary, unremarkable Class C.

If this guy weren't so obedient, she would have kicked him out right now.

The discipline master picked up the dusty severed finger and threw it at Xiang Tianyou's face. "Here, you useless thing, a disgrace."

Xiang Tianyou held his fingers, "We agreed it was just a friendly spar, but he deliberately hurt someone. Isn't the student council going to do anything about it?"

Yang Ding pulled out a tissue, wiped the blood off his sword, and laughed, "You flatter me, classmate. You attacked me from behind, and I had no choice. A drop of ten meters is nothing more than a blink of an eye. I had no chance to do it on purpose."

"You fucking can actually laugh."

"I told you it was an accident."

Zhao Zekai crossed his arms and stared coldly at Yang Ding.

Although he looked hostile, as the student council president, he couldn't vent his personal grievances in front of everyone.

He turned to look at Ye Rou. "Instructor Ye, you're a close-combat genius. Analyze whether your husband did it intentionally or accidentally?"

"Of course it was an accident, but even if it was intentional, my husband did nothing wrong."

Zhao Zekai nodded. "Yes, Xiang Tianyou, as an Awakened, dared to ambush a student from Class C2. He's shameless. Even if he loses his head, let alone his finger, it's his own fault. That's all."

After saying that, he left.

Although Zhao Zekai is a senior student, he doesn't attend classes much. His family has experts who teach him, and he doesn't use the ordinary resources in the school cafeteria for cultivation.

The discipline director could only take Xiang Tianyou to the infirmary in frustration.

Huang Bingbing left the group with two short guns, ready to compete with Yang Ding for first place.

She glanced back at Ye Rou. "Instructor Ye, aren't you leaving yet?"

"I'll use the Soul-Severing Spear, and you'll use two short spears. I want to see how good your marksmanship is," Ye Rou replied.

"Hey Yang, I don't have a husband to back me up. Can you get rid of these two wives of yours?" Huang Bingbing asked.

"Why aren't you leaving, Shui Shui?"

"My name is Bingbing."

Yang Ding put the tissues he used to wipe the blood into his pocket, intending to use them later, while pointing his black gold sword at Huang Bingbing.

"It doesn't matter anymore, let's start fighting."

He also wanted to find out where this Bingbing came from; his wife had rich combat experience and should be able to see through her.

But Huang Bingbing suddenly put away her two guns, saying, "I'm not fighting anymore, I admit defeat."

"As expected, you're a complete idiot. No wonder Xiang Tianyou, whom you taught, is also so incompetent."

Huang Bingbing was so angry she was practically twisted with rage, wishing she could skin Yang Ding alive, but she dared not reveal her identity, so she could only force a dry laugh and say, "Whether I'm a fraud or not, you'll find out sooner or later."

The counselor was more than happy to accept this. "Good, good, Yang Ding has won twice in a row, and with an absolute advantage. Huang Bingbing has voluntarily conceded defeat. I hereby announce that Yang Ding will serve as the class monitor of Class 2, and the qualification for class captain must be applied for by the law enforcement team and the student council."

"Hey, Coach Zhang, there are still two more weekly tests left," Huang Bingbing said, unconvinced.

Only by supporting Xiang Tianyou to the position of captain can she have fun manipulating things behind the scenes when they go down into the cave.

As a psychologically twisted and vicious woman, she relished the pleasure of crushing the lower classes.

Moreover, she has another important mission this time: to go down into the cave to study the White Walkers and see if she can find the Queen of the White Walkers in advance to control them and use them for her own purposes.

The White Walkers are intelligent, so they can be controlled.

The law enforcement team certainly can't do this dirty work, but the Stingers can.

With Yang Ding taking over the captaincy, things won't be so convenient anymore.

"Why bother with weekly testing? Yang Ding has an absolute advantage, and I don't think Chairman Zhao has any objections."

Upon hearing this, Ye Rou was a little excited, as it meant that Yang Ding's chances of surviving the cave had greatly increased.

She rushed towards Yang Ding and shouted, "Honey, you're amazing!"

The clueless Mao Jian also rushed over to celebrate with Yang Ding, "Brother Ding is awesome..."

Yang Ding kicked the flying sword away and hugged Ye Rou in his arms, saying, "It's all thanks to my wife's good teaching."

The two hugged so tightly they almost kissed.

Coach Zhang quickly intervened, "Hey, hey, hey, there are hundreds of people watching, can't you be a little more reserved?"

Yang Ding was finally able to put Ye Rou down.

Mao Jian dusted off his backside. "If I had a wife like that, I wouldn't be able to keep my composure either."

Coach Zhang handed Yang Ding three meat vouchers for the top-tier cafeteria, saying, "Congratulations, keep it up!"

"Thank you, Coach Zhang."

Both are counselors, but Zhang Peng is a hundred times better than Xiang Bin. At least this guy looks like a teacher.

Ye Rou and Fang Jing had taken leave to come and cheer on their husbands. After their husbands won a resounding victory, they happily went back to class.

"Rou, what should I give Yang Ding to celebrate? A martial arts manual? A shield?"

"He doesn't want the shield, and given his current level of proficiency with the Sword Swinging Technique, the shield really wouldn't be of much use to him."

"Then help me think of something, let's go buy it together after school."

"Yes, I do have some, but I'm afraid Sister Jing won't give them to me."

"What?" Fang Jing saw Ye Rou's mischievous grin and immediately understood. "You brat, we made a deal back then, why are you always helping your husband out?"

While the other students were arguing amongst themselves, Yang Ding checked the system panel.

【Affection Level: 26.5%↑, +0.5%】

[Cultivation Progress: 27.8%↑, +0.5%]

[You have broken through to the upper level of the second rank, your punching strength has increased by 8122 jin (approximately 800 catties).]

[The first move of the Nine Sword Styles, the Sweeping Sword Style, has been unlocked. Experience points increased by 52%, +10%.]

Progress is accelerating; a mere 0.5% increase in affection level has added 800 pounds of strength.

You should know that those awakened individuals in the top class need to eat beast meat and cultivate every day, and it takes them half a year to break through to the lower first rank.

Because of his poor aptitude, Mao Jian spent hundreds of thousands of yuan of his mother's money to buy cultivation resources and practiced day and night for two years, but he still only has a strength of over 600 jin.

"Brother Ding, Brother Ding, I finally won!" Mao Jian shouted excitedly.

"Okay, I'll treat you to meat at the top-tier cafeteria for lunch. Still dare to go?"

"Of course I dare, I'll go even if it means getting beaten up."

"That guy ate several pounds of shit last time and was punished by the student council for trespassing into the women's restroom. No one should dare to make things difficult for us now," Yang Ding said.

"But you just married Instructor Fang, and your jealousy has skyrocketed."

"It's okay. I've married such a wonderful wife, so I can't keep a low profile anyway. I might as well show her off."