"It doesn't make sense, it really doesn't make sense!"
After leaving Daxia's First Army Wuhan University and sitting in the car, the anger on Ban Qianshui's face never dissipated.
He is a truly prestigious figure in the academic world. Not to mention scholars in the field of pharmacy, even scholars in other fields have to respectfully call him "Ban Lao" when they meet him.
If the academic world were also divided into hierarchies, he would simply be the "Martial Saint" of the academic world.
But unexpectedly, he came to the door in person, hoping that the First Army of Great Xia, Wuhan University, would expel Wang Jin.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zehong, the principal of Daxia's First Military University, would refute his own face for such a student.
What made him even more unexpected was that the person who beat his son would dare to threaten Zhang Zehong in front of him!
But Zhang Zehong turned a blind eye!
"Mr. Ban, this Zehong is indeed a bit shameless."
The driver who was driving in the driver's seat also had a bit of displeasure on his face at this time: "You personally went to the door of a university principal to give him face. I didn't expect that this Zehong was so shameless. In my opinion, you also
Just don't give Zehong face. Didn't you and the commander-in-chief just have dinner a few days ago, and expelling a student was just a matter of a phone call."
"Originally I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, because it would be a bit of a fuss for a student to disturb a commander-in-chief who has so many things to do."
Ban Qianshui nodded angrily: "However, since Zhang Zehong won't give me this face, old man, then don't blame me for being merciless! I want to see what happens to Zhang Zehong if this matter is brought to the commander-in-chief.
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Angrily returning home, Ban Qianshui got out of the car and went straight to the landline phone in the house.
The Commander-in-Chief is a man who takes care of everything on a day-to-day basis, and his phone number cannot be called by just anyone.
Every phone call must be kept strictly confidential.
Therefore, anyone who wants to talk to the General Soldier cannot use a mobile phone and can only talk through a landline phone with higher security.
That is to say, because of Ban Qianshui's special status, there is a landline phone installed in the house that can directly communicate with the general's office.
However, after picking up the phone, Ban Qianshui calmed down.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally put down the phone.
"You are young and have a lot of potential..."
He recalled the boy's expression and movements during the day. Although he was still immature, he had a rare and rare charm.
This young man has a bright future and will definitely not be the stuff of the pond in the future!
And once his call goes through, there is probably only one outcome that the young man will face.
That's being fired.
If he were to expel his son just because of his flesh wounds, he would ruin a warrior's bright future.
Ban Qianshui believed that he couldn't do it.
As an important person of the country, his structure and ambition do not allow him to kill a young man who may become the pillar of the country in the future because of some family matters.
"That's all, it's just youthful impulsiveness. I can't afford to ruin this young man's future."
After pondering for a long time, Ban Qianshui finally put down the phone.
"But we can't let this matter go."
Although his situation did not allow him to ruin a talented young man's martial arts future, it did not mean that he would let the matter go.
"If I don't give that kid a stumbling block in my martial arts journey, I will give that kid a setback in my own field."
Ban Qianshui thought for a moment and laughed: "Didn't this kid join Lao Yang's laboratory? Then I will give this kid a little shock and let him understand the consequences of offending a leading figure in academia.
miserable!"
"This kid shouldn't want to hang out in academia in the future, just practice his martial arts!"
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I have to say that the effect of cleaning up Na Banyu was excellent.
After being punished, Banyu took a week off.
After returning to the laboratory again, he was no longer as arrogant as before.
Don't talk about secretly stumbling on Wang Jin like before.
He didn't even dare to look at Wang Jin.
Every time I see Wang Jin in the laboratory, he turns away like a mouse from a cat.
He didn't even dare to look at Wang Jin.
He was really scared.
After being severely punished by Wang Jin that time, he was so angry that he immediately went to find his father, hoping that this Taishan Beidou in the academic world could make Wang Jin end up being expelled from Wuhan University, the first army of Great Xia.
ending.
Take a deep breath of anger at yourself.
Unexpectedly, what he was waiting for was not the news of Wang Jin's dismissal.
Instead, his father called and gave him a serious warning.
Ask him not to provoke Wang Jin during this period.
At this moment, Ban Yu was dumbfounded.
Could it be that the background behind Wang Jin is more powerful than his father?
Wang Jin naturally didn't know about Ban Yu's misunderstanding.
Without Banyu's harassment, Wang Jin has been living very comfortably these days.
I go to class every day when there is get out of class. If I have time after class, I go to the laboratory to do experiments with Professor Yang.
I went to Xia Hongzhen's place every other day to practice calligraphy.
The days are arranged very fulfillingly.
At night, I continue to hunt zombies in the dream world.
Before I knew it, the second month of entering the First Military University of Daxia had passed.
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"Your handwriting is almost perfect."
It is already November and the temperature is getting colder.
In the dilapidated alleys that were originally green and green, the green gradually showed signs of grayness.
Wang Jin was still dipping his pen in ink in Xia Hongzhen's small courtyard and writing each calligraphy seriously.
Xia Hongzhen held a wine bottle and poured wine into his mouth while watching Wang Jin write and nodded repeatedly.
In the corner of the small courtyard, there are three wooden baskets piled up. Inside the baskets are stacks of snow-white rice paper. This is the result of Wang Jin's stay in Xia Hongzhen for more than a month.
At this time, when Wang Jin picked up the pen, the words he wrote on the paper were already like a marching army, each stroke was like a battle flag hunting, and like a forest of spearmen, there was an astonishing charm in it.
Xia Hongzhen, who was watching on the sidelines, nodded repeatedly.
"You are indeed a genius who can understand the will of martial arts. It has only been more than a month. You have made such great progress, which is indeed beyond my expectation."
Xia Hongzhen is indeed not exaggerating.
Whether it was the scene when Wang Jin entered the 'immersion state' on the first day or the huge progress Wang Jin had made over the past month or so, Xia Hongzhen, who was also known as an unparalleled genius decades ago, was surprised.
"But why do I feel like I'm not making much progress?"
Putting down the brush in his hand, Wang Jin slowly exhaled a breath of white air.
There was a bit of confusion on his face.
Xia Hongzhen did not lie to him.
Although he had not used the sword a few times after practicing calligraphy for a month and a half, he felt that his skills in swordsmanship had not decreased but increased.
Even the sword intent in his body has loosened somewhat.
It's just that it's just a little loose.
The sword intent in the body, except for a slight reduction after the fight with Xia Hongzhen that day, has never been relieved.
"It's not like there's been much progress."
Xia Hongzhen smiled, glanced at Wang Jin, raised his head and drank the last sip of wine from the wine bottle with a gulp, and threw the wine bottle away with a pleasant "ha" sound.
"Although your boy's swordsmanship has touched the threshold of entering one's mind, it is still far away from truly entering one's mind."
Xia Hongzhen wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth: "If it were so easy to enter, there wouldn't be so many master warriors who only stay in the hall."
"In the past month or so, you have just barely gotten started."
He said calmly: "I have said that if you want to practice the true way of swordsmanship, you need to practice between life and death before you can truly understand it."
"From today on, you don't have to come to my place to practice calligraphy anymore."
He stretched out his hand towards Wang Jin: "Bring over your student card."
"Student card? What are you doing with my student card?"
Wang Jin looked confused, but still obediently handed the student card to Xia Hongzhen.
"You'll know in two days."
He took Wang Jin's student card, smiled, took out an instrument similar to a POS machine from his pocket, swiped it on the machine, and with a beeping sound, he handed the student card back to Wang Jin: "
Okay, I will arrange something for you to do in two days. You can take advantage of your free time these days to find activities to do on your own."
"Right."
Finally, Xia Hongzhen added: "If you have nothing to do these two days, you can go to the Nine Dragons Gate."
"Nine Dragon Gate? What is this? What is its use?"
Wang Jin had never heard of this thing at all.
"Kowloon Gate, as the name suggests, is the Dragon Gate."
Xia Hongzhen explained casually: "If you pass through the nine dragon gates, you can leap into a dragon. The nine dragon gates are derived from this meaning. Didn't you defeat a boy from Yuheng Martial Arts University who was on the Yuheng Ranking list a while ago?
?How do you think the rankings of various universities are determined?"
"Are they ranked based on their achievements in breaking through the Dragon Gate?"
Wang Jin was a little stunned, but he was not too interested: "What do those false names mean to me? What I need now is to hone my swordsmanship, not compete for those false names."
"False fame is certainly not important, but what about the will of the Martial Saint entrusted in the Nine Dragon Gate?"
Xia Hongzhen's next faint words made Wang Jin's eyes, which had not been paying much attention, suddenly light up: "The will of the Martial Saint? Is there the will of the Martial Saint in the Nine Dragon Gate?"
"To be precise, it uses holographic immersive projection technology to simulate the fighting postures of digital martial saints, and at the same time obtains a hint of the charm of martial saints."
Seeing Wang Jin's eyes suddenly light up, Xia Hongzhen said with a smile: "Don't underestimate the projection of the Martial Saint. Even if there is only a trace of the true charm of the Martial Saint, not everyone can handle it. If you are determined to try to break through,
In Longmen, you can first go to the Dengwu Tower of the school, which is a martial arts training quiet room. There are also all kinds of realistic projections, including the projection of the Martial Saint, but it lacks a trace of the true meaning of the Martial Saint."
"Of course, the realistic projection of the Martial Saint in the Martial Arts Building costs a lot, so you should inquire about it before you go."