In the second training ground, when Wu Tian walked out of the passage with a long sword in hand, the martial arts students around him looked at him in surprise.

After all, the opponent's swordsmanship is too amazing, especially those who know him cannot believe that this is the former crane tail. Did the opponent meet some master?

We are all of the same age, so why are you so good? Did you sign up for some kind of cram school?

Faced with everyone's inquiries, Wu Tian did not hide anything and said directly: "Yes, I met a..."

I wanted to say "good teacher", but after thinking about it, the other party didn't admit that he was his student. His hesitation also made the old man in the sea a little unhappy.

"I met the uncle, and it is all thanks to the uncle that I have such a cultivation level now."

Uncle, uncle?

Where is the uncle, your own uncle? You should make it clear. Looking at Wu Tian going away, those who want to improve their cultivation are very helpless.

In the principal's office, Xu Zhiyuan received a call from Lin Ping.

"Principal, something happened here."

After hearing this, Xu Zhiyuan hurriedly said: "What happened? Is any candidate injured? Or is someone cheating?"

Lin Ping on the other end of the phone hesitated for a long time before saying, "Principal, is it convenient for you to talk over there? It's about Wu Tian's situation."

Turning around and looking at Tao Jingtong who was not far away, he whispered: "We will talk about this later. Do your job well, Director Lin!"

After staring at the phone for a while, Lin Ping seemed a little at a loss, but the principal said so, so he didn't have to worry about it. If he thought about it carefully, this was a good thing.

A martial arts student who was persuaded to quit by other martial arts schools grows up as his own student. This is simply the best publicity material. As the dean of teaching, I know heroes with a keen eye. Isn't my promotion to vice principal just around the corner?

On the other hand, Song Qing on the other side thanked the male teacher and hurried to the lounge, where she watched the video in her head several times.

Thinking back to that sword strike on the roof that day, Wu Tian's edge at the moment was countless times stronger than that. The difference could be seen just from the air being torn when he sheathed the sword.

It only took a month to reach this point. Now Song Qing believed what his father said more and more.

Arriving at the first training ground, Wu Tian was ready to choose a mentor for the battle.

Only those who won the first place in the previous game will have the opportunity to compete on stage and receive guidance from special guests.

As for others, they will receive guidance from instructors in martial arts schools or outstanding deacons in the association.

So Wu Tian clicked on the optical brain and watched the aperture jump randomly. The supervising teachers stared at him very seriously.

With a ding, Wu Tian's instructor was also selected!

Lin Ping, a martial arts master at the pinnacle, graduated from Suwu University. His officially registered yellow-level martial arts include Dacheng's Vajra Palm, Dacheng's Eagle Claw Kung Fu, and Perfect Iron Cloth Shirt.

The inner strength practiced is the low-level Xuan-level Hunyuan Gong. These information have not been updated for several years.

After reading these materials, it was difficult for Wu Tian to connect with Lin Ping in his impression. After all, he was the one who sent him the last letter to persuade him to quit. How could he tell that the other party was such a master at that time?

Knowing the sea, the uncle said disdainfully: "This level of strength is not worth mentioning in my eyes."

"As long as your kid continues to follow my instructions, he won't be able to take your sword at all!"

"But the problem now is that I can't take his punch. Besides, this is a coaching battle."

Wu Tian said helplessly that he underestimated the uncle's competitiveness.

"So what, even if you are coaching me, I have requirements. You must beat him by half a move."

"Uncle, what are you kidding me? This is a peak martial artist who has also practiced internal strength. His martial arts skills alone can crush me. If I can hold on for just one minute, that's pretty good."

Hearing what Wu Tian said, the uncle said coldly: "You are the one teaching me how to do things now?"

Not long after, a teacher came to inform Wu Tian that he was ready to play. The moment he opened the door, he saw Wu Tian's eyes full of fighting spirit.

At the judges' table, Feng Feiyang sat listlessly and did not have the demeanor of a martial arts expert at all. On the contrary, he was the one who made the summary after each coaching battle by Ye Bai and encouraged every student.

This sharp contrast also made the Martial Arts Association more popular among the student community. The assistants of the Kendo Association in the audience were anxious, saying that their own president was really embarrassing.

The information for the next battle was also sent to the rostrum. Ye Bai looked at the information and chuckled: "President Feng, don't you look forward to the next battle?"

Feng Feiyang just snorted coldly. The more he behaved like this, the brighter the smile on Ye Bai's face became.

In the tutor channel, Lin Ping was also surprised as to which child was so lucky to get the guidance of the future vice-principal.

When he saw Wu Tianhou in the candidates' aisle, his eyes widened. Are the two of them so destined?

When Wu Tian appeared on the ring holding a long sword, Feng Feiyang rarely took a serious look at him.

Hey, it's that boy!

"This coaching battle is timed to five minutes. Instructors, please be merciful. If a candidate is injured, all expenses will be borne by the instructor."

Lin Ping is not worried about this problem at all, he is a peak martial artist.

Just when he opened his mouth to say hello to Wu Tian, ​​he suddenly found that Wu Tian was staring at him intently, his eyes like a sharp sword.

The change in Wu Tian's situation also moved the people at the judges' table. They had seen many coaching battles, and most of the candidates were very polite and polite, fearing to leave a bad impression on the judges and teachers.

The young man in front of me showed an intimidating momentum as soon as he came on the stage, as if the opponent was not an instructor but an opponent.

What a good boy, you actually have such an idea. Although it is a good thing to work hard, sometimes it is better to be humble. Let the future vice principal teach you what humility means.

The moment he was distracted, Wu Tian's sword was unsheathed.

Feng Feiyang and Ye Bai stared at the ring at the same time, and Lin Ping's distraction was something they didn't expect.

In the ring, Lin Ping also showed Wu Tian a martial artist-level reaction.

Empty-handed!

It only took two fingers to clamp Wu Tian's stabbing sword. He even raised his eyebrows, showing no sign of the dignity of a school director.

Is this the power of a martial artist? The long sword seems to be growing between his fingers.

After facing such a situation, Wu Tian did not let go of his sword. His behavior was unwise in Ye Bai's eyes, but in Feng Feiyang's eyes, it was a different feeling.

A swordsman can never let go of his sword, because the sword is his life.

The inner breath stirs up, and the three levels of acquired power explode with all their might.

After feeling Wu Tian's power, Lin Ping was distracted again. He was actually the acquired third level?

After escaping, Wu Tian used his strongest strength without any hesitation. He controlled the breath in his body with his breathing method, and stared at Lin Ping with his eyes.

Lin Ping focused his attention on Wu Tian. It only took him a month to break through the third level. Could it be that he had swallowed taboo drugs?

With such suspicion, Lin Ping raised a finger. After the zhenqi wrapped around his body, he turned to Wu Tian: "Come on."

Then various sounds of forging iron could be heard in the air.

Every move Wu Tian made was part of Lin Ping's calculations, and secondly, the opponent obviously wanted to confront him.

Not long after, Wu Tian's attacks gradually became exhausted, and Lin Ping gradually changed from defense to attack.

Every move was specifically aimed at the flaws in Wu Tian's swordsmanship. Even though he only had one finger, Wu Tian felt a huge gap.

An insurmountable chasm.

If this continues, don't say that you have won half the battle. You will be very lucky if you can persist for five minutes.

He only has one finger, so he definitely has a chance.

Wu Tian quickly adjusted his breathing. Lin Ping was also surprised by his calm response. This kid has such a good nature, how can he stay calm like this?

With a snap of his fingers, he hit the sword, and the powerful force almost caused the sword to fall out of his hand. It was at this moment that Wu Tian discovered the flaw exposed by the opponent.

Although he didn't know why there was such a flaw, Wu Tian held the long sword tightly in his hand. Just when he wanted to use the stabbing sword, his body suddenly froze.
Chapter completed!