He can become a saint, the entire supernatural world has a responsibility

Chapter 372 Shocking news

Chen Mo left home and went back to the martial arts academy first. At this time, Yan Jing was still in charge of the work, but Wu Tongyu had already gone to the western front. Of course, it was not just her, but also a group of deacons and senior deacons including Zhang Shenghu and Qi Jingsu.

He returned to the martial arts academy mainly to find Kou Tianjiang in the bamboo forest.

"You are finally back."

The old man jumped down from the second floor and looked at Chen Mo who was coming over in a wheelchair, "I'm leaving."

"I know, so I'll learn the sword first."

"How many swords do you want to learn?"

"All."

To be honest, if he wasn't sitting in a wheelchair when he said this, he would have looked quite handsome.

Kou Tianjiang smiled and said, "I only have three days."

"What a coincidence. I don't have much either."

Chen Mo said, "Then hurry up!"

If it were before, Chen Mo could only learn one or two sword moves at most, because he didn't understand the previous sword moves. If he wanted to directly understand the later ones, it would require an extremely exaggerated understanding. Not to mention getting started, it would be impossible for him to even make them appear on the panel.

But now it is different. He possesses the Clear Sword Heart, the top state of mind talent in swordsmanship.

If possible, Chen Mo wanted to record the last few strikes of the two sword techniques and just add some more points later.

But Kou Tianjiang obviously didn't have much confidence.

For the next three days, he looked worried all the time, and on the afternoon of the last day, both of them were about to leave.

"Take this."

Kou Tianjiang handed over a black leather notebook, "It contains my complete understanding of the Nine Killing Antelope Song. I wrote it down recently. If I die, you should try to practice it yourself."

In fact, except for the sword that can lead to sainthood, which the old man himself cannot teach, the rest of the swords have all been recorded on the panel.

However, Chen Mo couldn't say this, let alone prove it. After all, he hadn't gotten started yet, so he couldn't add any points.

"Is the battlefield you are going to very dangerous?"

Kou Tianjiang carried the sword on his shoulder: "It's not a matter of whether it's dangerous or not. The invasion of the Nether Abyss must have had a Hades, which is similar to the Saint Realm.

When a Saint Realm fights a Saint Realm, there is no guarantee of victory. I might die, but I might not. I just want to ensure the inheritance of the Nine Killing Antelope Song."

Chen Mo said "oh" and didn't say anything else. He followed him out of the bamboo forest and asked casually, "Why don't you put the sword into the storage magic weapon?"

Kou Tianjiang was wearing worn-out clothes and carrying a sword, looking a little sloppy.

"I don't have a storage device."

"Ah? Where do I put the luggage?"

"I don't have any luggage either, just a sword."

At this point, Kou Tianjiang had already walked out of the bamboo forest, "I'm leaving."

Chen Mo said, "Yes. Master, take care. I will master all the Nine Killing Antelope Songs."

Kou Tianjiang, who was about to leave, was stunned: "What did you call me?"

"You taught me swordsmanship, so you are my master." Chen Mo said seriously.

Kou Tianjiang shook his head, and then a strong wind blew at the small intersection outside the bamboo forest. He also disappeared in the wind, but left behind a burst of wild laughter that floated over Qingfeng Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, Yan Jing stood with his hands behind his back, looking up into the air.

"The old madman is out again."

Jianmen Martial Arts Academy is a magical place.

There always seems to be a large crowd of non-locals here.

When Chen Mo came here, he found that this place was very different from before. The whole park was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

The reason for this was probably that all the areas for cultivating immortals, such as the greenway for rest and the benches by the lake, were deserted. Even the stalls in the snack street were gone and half of the cafeteria was closed.

Because although there were outsiders coming for training, many of the people from the martial arts academy had been pulled out.

People like Chen Mo need to be improved as much as possible in a short period of time so as to maximize their combat effectiveness.

However, for some others with mediocre qualifications and slow progress, special training would not produce any obvious results, so they were directly dragged out to fight.

Chen Mo found a staff member to check in. After confirming his identity, he arranged a room for him as before and gave him a contact number and a meeting place.

He wheeled his wheelchair to the designated training ground, thinking that he could find some time to buy a batch of new mounts.

Crack!

thump.

Ding Ling was smashed to the ground from mid-air. The effect of Minghuang Incarnation Technique dissipated and he was unable to get up for a long time.

A woman with a stern face landed beside him.

"Why, you can't get up now? You practiced the Dark Desolate Incarnation Technique, but you are still a gathering spirit body. Is this all you can do? So what if you broke through the sixth realm? If you go to the battlefield like this, you won't survive for more than a month."

A woman with a cold face and a sharp tongue.

She was wearing an emerald green training uniform and military boots made of Netherworld materials. They were not spiritual weapons, but they were extremely wear-resistant.

Ding Ling smiled bitterly and got up: "I'm sorry, instructor, I've always been like this. At most, I'll just lie down wherever I fall. I'm not a tough person."

The female instructor's face was a little stiff, as if she had punched cotton. Even though she had seen through Ding Ling's character, she still wasn't used to it.

"If you don't get up within three seconds, you will have to do an extra fifty repetitions today."

Although Ding Ling said that she couldn't do it, she still stood up immediately.

But before the two could start the next round of training, they heard a creaking sound coming from the sidelines, followed by the appearance of a person in a wheelchair.

"Report, I'm Chen Mo, someone asked me to come here to report."

Chen Moguang could tell from Ding Ling's temperament that the person who was training Ding Ling was a soldier.

"Are you injured?" asked the female instructor.

"No, I was just skating for fun." Chen Mo said with a smile.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the opponent's figure suddenly teleported to a nearby position, followed by a move called the Black Tiger Heart-Ripping Technique.

Wow!

The wheelchair was torn apart by a claw.

Chen Mo dodged a few meters before being hit.

"No, buddy, even if it's special training, you should at least notify me before you start." He said a little helplessly.

The female instructor looked at him coldly: "This is special training for the battlefield, not for you to play around in a wheelchair."

Chen Mo spread his hands and said, "Whether I slip or not, it won't delay my going to the battlefield."

"Going to the battlefield means death."

"Whether I slide or not doesn't determine whether I live or die. Hasn't the training started yet?"

After saying that, Chen Mo took out a brand new wheelchair and gave it directly to the female instructor.

Just kidding, when he wanted to move his wheelchair, even Kou Tianjiang couldn’t stop him, and neither could anyone else.

"How about you two start the training first?" Chen Mo asked.

The female instructor frowned and stared at him for a while, then said, "You guys practice on your own first."

After saying that, she walked out of the venue alone, feeling a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, this young man who was only at the sixth realm could dodge the attack just now.

From behind, Chen Mo asked in a low voice: "What's your name? You're really a tigress."

Ding Ling also whispered, "Song Yan. She's in a bad mood. Her fiancé died in Xijiang the day before yesterday, but she was not allowed to go for revenge and was brought back to give us special training. She's holding back her anger."

Chen Mo nodded: "That's understandable, it's reasonable."

"Yeah, what a pity. He was obviously a promising master, but... "

"His fiancé? Do you know him?"

"He's the famous frontier army colonel named Song Jin."

"what?"

Chen Mo jumped up from his wheelchair and asked, "Is Song Jin dead?"

(End of this chapter)