It only took Song Qing more than half a month to prove her ability. She was an associate teacher in the special training class and a substitute teacher in the regular class.

It is precisely because of this that the students in the regular class are very excited and their enthusiasm for class is even higher than before.

But every time there was a class, Song Qing would look to the other side of the classroom. Since the last time they met, Wu Tian had just disappeared from the world and no news had been heard from him.

Originally, Song Qing planned to visit his family as a teacher, but he didn't expect that Li Fei would hand over all the students in the ordinary class to him on the pretext of special training as a teacher.

At this time, she had no time to visit her home. Besides, there were rumors circulating in major martial arts schools recently.

Many students will encounter a masked swordsman after school. The opponent is elusive and disappears every time the battle ends.

Even if the street patrol officers stepped up patrols, it would not help.

Especially since he was nowhere to be found on the surveillance cameras. For this reason, every major martial arts school would organize teachers to check the alleys near the school every time after school.

Under such precautions, the other party can still challenge school students, which has also led some local self-media people to use their imagination and write new urban legends.

A martial arts student who is passionate about swordsmanship turns into an obsessive ghost for some reason, looking for an opponent who can defeat him every day...

Most people laugh at such stories, but those who have experienced them have an added hint.

Could it be that he had really encountered a ghost? Even Xue Hai had this thought. Wu Tian had never appeared in surveillance. Only those who fought with him would know that he really existed.

The joint entrance examination for the nine schools is coming soon. Faced with such rumors, Tao Jingtong from the third martial arts school said at the meeting: "It would be great if there are ghosts, but I'm afraid some people are pretending to be ghosts!"

After hearing this, several other principals frowned.

Tao Jingtong continued: "Think about it carefully, the joint entrance examination is coming soon, and now something like this has happened. You must know that some students are now under a lot of pressure because of this incident for no reason."

"Principal Tao, are you saying that someone is deliberately pretending to be a ghost?"

Tao Jingtong spread his hands and shook his head at the same time: "I didn't say that, but I did find some strange things."

After saying this, there was a statistics table in front of everyone. After reading this, everyone looked at Xu Zhiyuan with strange eyes.

In one month, more than a hundred students were attacked by masked swordsmen. Most of them had acquired second-level training, not only in swordsmanship, but also in body training and so on.

Among these people, there were only no martial arts students from the Ninth Martial Arts School, and Xu Zhiyuan was also very surprised by this.

When the atmosphere became a little dull, Li Bowen, who was at the main seat, said: "Okay, we are discussing the joint entrance examination now and not about the Masked Swordsman. Let the professionals handle this matter."

After the meeting, Tao Jingtong brought the principals from other martial arts schools to Xu Zhiyuan. He smiled and said: "Principal Xu, what a trick!"

Xu Zhiyuan frowned and said, "What are you talking about?"

"You know what I mean, but I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Facing the attention of everyone, Xu Zhiyuan said directly: "I promise that someone will disdain to use such methods, and I don't want some people to be willing to be the Chen Meigong of the new era for some kind of benefit."

In response, Tao Jingtong clenched his fists and said with a cold face: "Who are you talking about?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, several other principals hurriedly smoothed things over, and Xu Zhiyuan also left with a cold snort.

Not long after he left, someone said: "Principal Tao, please endure the calm for a while and take a step back to open up the world."

On the way back, Xu Zhiyuan couldn't figure out what this masked swordsman was about despite much thought.

Could it be that the other party is his student? It's impossible. The person who can achieve such a record would be his student. So how did he avoid surveillance?

While people were wondering about these questions, the masked swordsman was running around with his head in his hands.

In the living room, Changjian said angrily: "Have I ever said that the rhythm of swordsmanship should be consistent with the breathing? It's been a month and you are still spinning in the second level of the day after tomorrow. Is that your intention?"

"Basic swordsmanship has been achieved, and the breathing method has also been achieved. The most difficult meditation has been successfully achieved. Why can't you break through the simplest cultivation!"

Wu Tian, ​​who was hiding behind the sofa, whispered: "I don't know either. I always feel like I'm missing a breath, but I don't know where the difference is."

After a rough beating, the uncle disappeared into the living room, and Wu Tianze, who had been beaten, was lying on the floor thinking about what went wrong.

Looking back on this month of training, Wu Tian was very happy that he could persevere.

In addition to fighting every day, he was beaten. Touching the sword in his hand, the blood in his body gradually became a little restless.

Have you fallen in love with kendo?

Impossible. I am a supreme being who wants to prove the Tao in the flesh and push the sun and moon with my palms. How could I like such a light and long sword?

That being said, why is my heart agitated?

No matter what, tomorrow is the joint examination anyway. If you pass the test, you can stay in the martial arts school. At worst, it will be the same after you have passed the examination and start training again. Well, that's it.

It was also at this moment that the internal energy in the body was running at high speed along with the blood, and impurities were being continuously discharged from the body. The uncle in the sea of ​​consciousness watched all this silently.

When the sun slowly rose from the east, Wu Tian in the room also opened his bright eyes.

On this day, martial law was imposed everywhere in Kunlun City. Because Wu Tian was wearing a martial arts uniform, he had an unimpeded journey to the martial arts school he had not seen for a long time.

Teachers from other schools stood at the school gate, and every martial arts student entering the school must be strictly inspected.

When Wu Tian stood in the inspection channel, several teachers laughed unconsciously, and one teacher even said, "What are you doing here?"

When Wu Tiangang was about to answer, Song Qing suddenly came out from the side and said, "Teacher, do you have any questions about my students?"

Looking at Song Qing, Wu Tian and several other male teachers suddenly blushed.

When Wu Tian walked out of the checkpoint with a long sword in hand, Song Qing turned around and said, "Because you didn't come to school yesterday, the assessment rules have been temporarily changed."

After listening, Wu Tian walked to the third training ground with his number plate in hand. He didn't expect the rules to be so simple.

Everyone needs to go through three rounds of tests. The first round is a demonstration of martial arts practice. Everyone needs to show their most proficient martial arts.

There are 100 judges in total, accounting for 20% of the total score.

The second round is guided by a mentor. Each person will compete with a specialized teacher. The judges for this round are nine special guests. This round accounts for 50% of the final total score.

The simplest round of the third round is a random battle based on brain-drawing. The battle is full of uncertainty and makes people look forward to it. This part accounts for 30% of the total score.

Originally, I wanted to conduct the test according to the standards of the college entrance examination, but I don't know why it was temporarily changed to such an assessment. The key location was the Ninth Martial Arts School.

Regarding all this, Xu Zhiyuan didn't ask too much and just asked the school teacher to cooperate.

The training grounds were crowded with high school students from the nine major martial arts schools. A total of three training grounds were now crowded with people.

According to the number plate, Wu Tian was relatively far back. When he appeared at the training ground with a long sword, a pair of strong hands suddenly stretched out from behind and grabbed his arm tightly.

Wu Tian instinctively wanted to resist, but these hands restricted all his movements.

Feng Feiyang touched it for a long time, and when he saw that Wu Tian's hands didn't have any calluses, he stopped what he was doing. It turned out to be a vase.

The old man loosened his grip on Wu Tian and turned around to leave, leaving Wu Tian confused.
Chapter completed!