"My name is Han Yu, are you willing to accept me as your teacher?"
Han Yu walked over and asked the beggar-like young man in front of him.
Hearing these words, the originally numb Qin Potian's eyes brightened slightly, but when he saw the gray clothes Han Yu was wearing, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
"You may not think that I am just a temporary tutor, but I also have innate cultivation skills. And since I accept apprentices, you don't have to pay tuition fees. You only need to pay part of the tuition fees to the college."
"Your Qi Sea is damaged. Although I am not a powerful person, I can use my own Qi to cleanse your Qi Sea. There may be a chance for a breakthrough. Of course, the main reason is that you want to join Tiandao Academy.
I'm afraid no one except me is willing to accept you as my disciple." Han Yu sighed.
"I……"
Qin Potian was still hesitant at first, but he understood his physical condition. Although Han Yu was a temporary mentor, looking at his bright eyes at this moment, for some reason, Qin Potian felt a sense of trust in his heart. Finally, he gritted his teeth and nodded.
Said: "Okay, I will worship you as my teacher!"
After saying that, Qin Potian fell to the ground and shouted: "Disciple Qin Potian, pay your respects to the teacher."
"good."
Han Yu smiled, took out the Jade Talisman and said in a deep voice: "Please become my disciple with blood. I will do my best to train you."
Qin Potian gritted his teeth and nodded, then bit his index finger and a drop of blood fell on the jade charm.
Whoosh!
A seven-colored light emerged, and a mark appeared on the jade talisman for transmitting skills, which represented the formation of the master-disciple contract between Han Yu and Qin Potian. And with this jade talisman for transmitting skills, Qin Potian's name could be found on the jade jade teaching method at Tiandao Academy.
Cultivation information.
If Han Yu probes into a spiritual sense at this moment, he will be able to see the cultivation ranking of his first disciple Qin Potian. He is ranked more than 28,000 on the Tiandao Academy's preaching jade, which can be said to be at the bottom!
It can also be seen from this that Tiandao Academy has a strong foundation, with many disciples, and the competition is also very cruel. There is a small competition once a month and a major exam once every three months. Once students fail to achieve the desired results, they will be expelled from the academy at any time.
"No, Qin Potian actually became a disciple?"
"Haha, it's just a temporary mentor, but I'm very doubtful. Are you sure these two are not joking?"
"Han Yu, you actually want such trash?"
Here, Qi Lu, who came over after hearing the news, was excited and laughed wildly: "I did not misjudge you. You are an idiot. You accept such a waste as a disciple. Let me see how you teach them martial arts! Haha, you
You will never be able to surpass me in your lifetime.”
"Qi Lu, don't look down on others!" Han Yu sneered at the other party and snorted: "The sage has a saying, a hero does not care about his origin. Today he may be humble and ordinary, but maybe one day, you will not be able to reach him!"
"Bah, he's just a kid who's been deprived of his wisdom bone? Tsk tsk... Let's not talk about what you can teach him. How can the Chen family help this kid practice smoothly?" Qi Lu said disdainfully.
"You don't need to worry about it. He is my disciple anyway." Han Yu turned his head and looked at the sneering passers-by. He suddenly took a breath and said loudly: "Who else has been said to have useless qualifications?
Can't afford to pay the tuition fee? I, Han Yu, do not accept the tuition fees, but I am willing to tutor him with all my heart, and break through the first level of body refining, and even the second and third levels of body refining! Who? I am willing to worship me as your teacher!"
As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
In Tianwu City, the biggest difference between mortals and warriors is strength.
Even the lowest level warrior is someone who can be looked up to among mortals. This is why many people dream of becoming a warrior.
Hearing Han Yu say that he was willing to train his disciples to become warriors at the third level of body refining, some people who thought they did not have much potential couldn't help but feel moved in their hearts.
Immediately, someone stood up and said with a smile: "Can I become a disciple?"
"We won't accept those over twenty years old, and we won't accept those who are illiterate." Han Yu glanced at the man who could almost be his grandfather appeared opposite him, and quickly added two more sentences speechlessly.
"Han Yu, you really give face to our Dean of Tiandao Academy!" Qi Lu snorted coldly, looking down on him.
Han Yu ignored him and glanced at the crowd at the scene. He saw a fairly smart young man standing nervously aside, looking like he didn't dare to stand out.
He walked straight over, grabbed the other person, and asked: "Little brother, can you read?"
"Ah!" The other person was about fifteen or sixteen years old. Hearing Han Yu's question, he was a little panicked, but he finally recovered and stammered: "I...I...study...in a private school for three...years."
"It turned out to be a stammer!" Everyone roared with laughter.
"Okay, it's up to you." Han Yu said meaningfully.
Han Yu saw that the other party had never practiced martial arts and had an average physique. As for stuttering, he didn't care at all.
"Ah, Dang... Dang... Seriously... accept... me." The young man was overjoyed and fell to the ground to worship.
"Recognize your master by dripping blood." Han Yu took out the jade talisman that passed down the martial arts as usual. After dripping blood, he learned the boy's name, which was Chen Sanlang.
"Who else would like to become a disciple?"
Han Yu glanced at the entire audience.
Most people were sneering. He was just a temporary mentor. He only bullied those country bumpkins and some losers who had no knowledge. Otherwise, no one would be willing to accept him as their teacher!
"Can I...can I?"
A delicate voice sounded.
Han Yu turned his head and saw a cute girl with a cute face squeezing out of the crowd, blinking her big innocent eyes, and even her voice was so sweet.
Han Yu's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed: "Little girl, come here."
The girl blushed. Although she was only thirteen years old and was called a little girl by Han Yu, who was obviously tender-faced, she was still a little shy, and then walked over slowly.
This move made everyone around him curl their lips and show expressions of astonishment.
Even Han Yu was stunned when he saw that the girl's walking posture was obviously wrong. After taking a closer look, he found that the girl was walking with a limp.
No need to say anything, Han Yu naturally understood, but he did not show any strangeness, but smiled slightly: "What's your name?"
"Chu Yunyi." The girl bit her teeth lightly, naturally seeing the sarcasm of the people around her, and her expression gradually became sad.
"It doesn't matter, from today on, you are my student." Han Yu reassured.
"Greetings to the teacher." Chu Yunyi was slightly moved and simply fell to the ground and bowed.
As a result, he had three students on hand. At this time, Han Yu also figured out that as a temporary tutor, he could not compete with others. He was not qualified to recruit students with extraordinary talents.
Moreover, his own assessment is to lead six students to a minor martial arts level within one month.
Instead of selecting students who have already practiced, it would be better to select disciples who are like a blank slate and are easier to teach.
Moreover, he still has a trump card in his hand, which is why he did not choose to take the path of a warrior, but became a mentor!
Han Yu recruited three other students one after another, all under the age of sixteen, and all of them had the qualifications of ordinary mortals. But in the end, even Han Yu himself did not expect that one of these three students was born blind, and one was born blind.
He is deaf in his left ear and is the last boy. Although he is healthy, he is honest and honest, and can even be said to be a bit silly.
"Huh, we finally have six disciples." Han Yu looked at the six young men in front of him, his expressions showing no emotion or anger.
The other onlookers laughed so hard that they almost smiled crookedly. All in all, the six students recruited by Han Yu were all mediocre in qualifications, and they could even be said to have their own flaws!
Any normal teacher would not choose them as his disciples to teach martial arts, but Han Yu did just that.