Somewhere in the Wuhan University of Daxia's First Army, in a spacious and bright office.
A middle-aged man held the tea cup in his hand, blew away the white air floating on the lip of the cup, took a sip, and immediately frowned, put the cup down, and looked at the man sitting opposite.
The middle-aged man has a head full of jet-black hair, which is jet-black and thick. It is tied into a ponytail on the back of his head, making his temperament a bit softer.
However, the edges and corners of his entire face are very sharp, like the tip of a knife. The sharp edge is exposed, which neutralizes the soft temperament added by the ponytail on the back of his head.
The man sitting opposite him was the complete opposite.
The man sitting opposite him was extremely broad. Sitting in front of the large square table, he looked like a wall, giving people an extremely powerful aura of oppression.
However, his palms were slender and slender that did not match his body, with distinct knuckles. At this moment, he gently pushed a pair of silver-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He felt a bookish aura that was completely inconsistent with his body.
Like a scholar who has been immersed in books for a long time.
Hearing this, the man smiled and said, "I don't like drinking tea. This tea was given to me by someone else. It probably took too long."
This man is none other than Zhang Zehong, the principal of Daxia's First Military University.
The man sitting opposite him was also no ordinary person. He was the vice president of Yaoguang Wuhan University, Jing Jin.
"Tsk, why don't I say that you, Lao Zhang, are really not authentic? You just serve old tea when entertaining guests, right?"
Jing Jin clicked his tongue and pushed the tea cup in front of him further in disgust.
"Why do you, a great master, have to come to my place to watch these kids playing around?"
Zhang Zehong gave Jing Jin a strange look: "You are so interested in children playing around with each other?"
"Hehe, Lao Zhang, your freshmen at the First Military University of Great Xia are bullied every year by freshmen from several of our other colleges and universities, don't you feel any turmoil in your heart?"
Jing Jin glanced sideways at Zhang Zehong and chuckled.
"What's so disturbing?"
Zhang Zehong responded calmly: "The quality of students at our First Military University in Daxia is not as good as that of the other seven universities of yours. This is an indisputable fact. Since these children are not as talented as the students in your school, let them know that they are different from the other seven universities."
No matter the gap between schools, it can stimulate their competitive spirit."
When he said this, he paused and then said: "What's more, among the students who graduated from the Wuhan University of the First Army of Great Xia, which one will not be wandering between life and death in the future? If we can't bear this setback, what will happen in the future?
On the battlefield?"
"You are very open-minded."
Zhang Zehong chuckled and said, "Actually, I came here today mainly because I wanted to see the performance of a new student in our school this year."
"Oh? Are there any new students who can catch your attention?"
Zhang Zehong glanced at Jing Jin. As the vice president of Yaoguang Wuhan University, the latter had seen dozens of top scorers in the college entrance examination over the years.
Even if he is the top scorer in martial arts in the college entrance examination, in his eyes, it is nothing more than that.
Who is the student he is talking about that can actually interest Jing Jindu?
"Did you know that the old abbot of Tianri Temple who passed away more than ten years ago suddenly accepted a disciple before his death?"
Seeing the curious look on Zhang Zehong's face, Jing Jin smiled proudly and gave it a try at first.
"I heard something."
Zhang Zehong nodded slightly and suddenly realized: "The student you are interested in is the disciple of the old master of Tianri Temple?"
Although the old abbot of Tianri Temple has lived in the temple for a long time, he rarely appears in front of the world.
However, as far as he knew, the old host once had a terrifying record that shocked everyone.
When the old host was young, he used to travel around the world. When passing by a "nest", he happened to encounter a group of Daxia soldiers fleeing in embarrassment.
The Daxia Military Headquarters was planning to clear out the "nest" at that time, but they misjudged the danger level of the "nest".
In that "nest", there is a level seven strange beast!
As a result, the army that attacked that nest was completely defeated, and when they were fleeing, they saw this young monk wandering nearby.
The young monk looked stunned, as if he still didn't know what was going on.
The fleeing soldiers tried their best to call the monk to run away, but the monk seemed to be missing a string and stood there blankly, looking at a loss.
Seeing that the seventh-level alien beast behind them was about to chase him out, the soldiers had no choice but to take some coercive measures against the monk to save his life.
However, he saw that the monk did not retreat but advanced, and actually walked towards the nest.
The next moment, the scene in front of them made all the soldiers on the field stunned for a moment.
The monk, who looked like he was missing a string, stood in front of the terrifying beast hundreds of times larger than him.
With one punch, the alien beast was beaten into pieces of flesh and blood!
Later, according to the speculation of the soldiers present at the time, this monk at least had a lot of strength!
Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to beat a powerful seventh-level alien beast into pieces so easily with just one punch!
That monk was the previous abbot of Tianri Temple, with the Buddhist name Tianyi.
And this year, Yaoguang Martial Arts University actually has a disciple from the great sect?
"Hey, do you think an ordinary student can let me pay my personal attention?"
Jing Jin smiled proudly: "I have heard that the previous abbot of Tianri Temple, Ren Tianyi, was so strong that he could kill two level seven alien beasts with one punch.
There are two disciples, one of whom is the current abbot of Today’s Temple, and the other disciple is the student who entered my Yaoguang Martial University this year.”
"And, I also heard something."
After a pause, Jing Jin said mysteriously again: "I heard that before the abbot passed away that day, he left a prophecy. Soon, Tianri Temple will face an unprecedented disaster, and his little disciple will break the situation.
The key.”
"Is there such a thing?" Zhang Zehong didn't know anything about it, with a look of surprise on his face: "But prophecy? Do you believe in such nonsense?"
"Of course I don't believe it."
Jing Jin shook his head and said: "However, that boy named Zhai Shaohui is a disciple of the sect after all. I think there should be something unusual about it. I came here this time just to see what kind of methods this boy has. Although he has taken the national college entrance examination this time,
He is only ranked second, but with the test method of the college entrance examination, it is probably impossible to test his full strength. In terms of true strength, he is probably the top martial arts champion in this year's college entrance examination... Huh? Where is this guy? Why not?
See?"
As Jing Jin spoke, he subconsciously glanced towards Guansheng Lake. However, at this glance, he was stunned because there was no trace of Zhai Shaohui among the crowd at Guansheng Lake.
"Is it the one in the lake?"
Zhang Zehong pursed his lips towards Guansheng Lake: "No, that one is still blowing bubbles in the water."