You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 10 Excellent Training Hall

Looking down from the sky, the center of No. 8 Middle School seems like a radiating source, with buildings on all sides guarding it and surrounding the large, circular, multi-story building.

The outermost layer of the excellent training hall is a continuous circular building structure, like a high wall guarding the core tower layer. The camera on the three-meter gate overlooks the passers-by, and the glass lens reflects the cold light.

Following Wu Shan into the place, it was as if he had stepped into a warm sea. The pores on Jiang Qiu's exposed arms suddenly opened up, and he could vaguely smell a fresh fragrance as his nose lifted.

The tiled floor reflected a line of five people, with stocky-limbed security guards sitting in the inner booth, and the high-hanging windows echoing the white light from the dome.

Reinforced concrete pillars hold up the ten-thousand-pound dome, and cameras installed in the corners of the walls cover everyone and everything within sight.

Compared with the ordinary training hall that seemed to be built temporarily, this place seemed to be the territory of the imperial palace that had never been set foot on, exuding a distant and unreachable feeling of a shantytown.

"Di-"

"Verification passed."

After passing through the first glass detection door, all the cameras above their heads turned like owls, watching the few people walk to a steel door.

"Click——"

[Name: Wu Shan]
[Responsibilities: Person in charge of venue No. 8 of the Excellent Training Hall]
Text appeared on the display screen on the vertical wall. With a click, a huge door was slowly opened. Row after row of weapon racks were lined up to the end of the sight. Various types of gun barrels were placed across the racks, and the cold and rugged gun heads were embedded in the black sponge.

"A spear head and a pole, you can choose any weapon here," Wu Shan strolled among the wooden racks, picked up a nearly three-meter-long pole and weighed it, "These are all synthetic materials, some are as flexible as white wax poles, and some are as hard as iron. You can choose the weight, length, and handiness is the first priority.

There are two main types of spear heads: sword-shaped and cone-shaped. The former is more flexible in moves, while the latter specializes in breaking armor."

hum-

The sound of joysticks in the armory rose and fell. After trying hundreds of rods, Jiang Qiu finally chose a two-meter-and-a-half-meter black rod with a double-edged sword-shaped spear head.

The moment the black rod was inserted into the gun head cover, the serrations inside the sword-shaped gun head twisted, and with a click, it bit the black rod tightly, and a cold light flashed on the tip, as if it were an integral whole.

"Is this the ancient spear head?" Jiang Qiu's eyes flickered, holding the spear like Zhao Yun's reincarnation: "I feel like I can pierce through the ceiling directly."

"Okay, don't waste time now that you've selected your spearheads. I've registered and confirmed them for you," Wu Shan stood at the door holding a newly equipped spear, and a murderous look naturally shone through his lonely right eye. "Go out, and see the venue where I'll teach you ancient martial arts spear techniques later. I'm going to go get some water."

"it is good."

As everyone responded in unison, the steel door was slowly closed. The bright white light disappeared in the moment the door closed, and darkness and silence once again engulfed the armory.

"Di-"

"Verification passed."

A wide glass door numbered "8" on the corridor opened, and the sealed heat flow gushed out, accompanied by the crackling sound of iron blades colliding.

The four turned their heads to look and saw that a dozen young men in uniform black short-sleeved shirts had formed a circle and were shouting at the two people fighting in the center: "Xie Ge is awesome, you beat two people in a row!"

"Ooooooh, the third one!"

"Thank you, I give up!"

As the last sound fell, a conical spear tip spun past the opponent's spear shaft and stopped just three inches in front of his forehead. The cool wind blew his hair away, and the disarmed student shuddered and retreated, smiling in surprise and embarrassment: "Brother Xie's current strength is probably not much worse than Li Juefeng in venue number one."

Brother Xie, holding the gun upright with one hand, remained silent. Suddenly, he turned his head and glanced at him. His eyes were as cold as a dart: "The outstanding students from the ordinary class are here. There is also an old acquaintance."

Ok?
Jiang Qiu raised his eyebrows, glanced at Wang Guanjia who was clenching his fists, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It looks like it has nothing to do with me."

"Oh? Brother Xie knows someone in the regular class. Who has such a big face?"

"Brother Xie just mentioned it. Wang Guanjia was beaten up by a guy born in a shantytown during the level test. He couldn't even hold on to his gun!"

"Haha, this old friend of mine, Brother Xie, is not that good. He was beaten up by Li Juefeng when he was showing off his strength. After being an ordinary student for two years, he was beaten up by the people in the shantytown until his gun barrels dropped."

Suddenly someone lit a fire, and a gust of wind blew up a huge flame. Brother Xie strode over with a spear in his hand, and more than a dozen students following behind him created an invisible force.

It was as if the urban management was routinely inspecting the newly opened stalls.

"Old Wang, I heard that even the gun barrel was shot away," Brother Xie smiled and glanced at the two girls, his eyes just falling on Jiang Qiu's face: "Did you do it?"

"Xie Kuang, do you really have to pick a fight with me?"

With a roar from the crown armor, the spear tip broke through the air with a swish sound. There was another crisp sound as the cold light flashed. The spear shaft that burst out was easily lifted up by Xie Kuang: "What are you now? I'm afraid that you haven't even comprehended the ancient martial arts spear technique to penetrate armor with the spear tip, and your body hasn't been trained to be bronze-skinned. You can't even beat the ordinary class. Ha, I'm still looking for trouble with you."

Xie Kuang sneered, and his hawk-like eyes once again caught Jiang Qiu. His cheek facing away from the sky was like a shadow cut by a blade, and his eyes were like a wolf in the night: "Boy, you look like it's none of your business. It must be because you beat Wang Guanjia. Let's fight now and see how far he has regressed."

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Jiang Qiu's eyes were cold, and before he could say anything, a startled bird's cry suddenly sounded beside him: "We haven't even learned the complete ancient martial arts spear technique, you are too bullying!"

"Oh? So he hasn't even finished learning the ancient martial arts spear technique. Then you, Old Wang, are really becoming more and more useless." Xie Kuang glanced at Liu Zili's shining cold eyes and smiled at Wang Guanjia. At that moment, all the students burst into laughter: "You should have better conditions in all aspects than those born in the shantytowns, but you still lost. Isn't this a joke?"

"You guys." Liu Ziri clenched his fists, pursed his lips, glanced at the squad leader who was shaking with his fists clenched beside him, and remained silent with a cold face.

The happy mood was all gone.

Only when he saw Jiang Qiu standing sideways with his spear in hand did he feel a little relieved.

Tap tap tap.
The sound of footsteps approached from afar, and the noise of the crowd was gradually suppressed. Looking in the direction of the sound, Wu Shan came walking over, holding a black water bottle in his right hand. Steam was coming out of it, and his one half-closed eye was cloudy with smoke. "It looks like they have met before, and they are getting along quite well. The four of you can introduce their names to each other."

"Crown Armor!"

"Hu Ye Ye."

"Liu Zili."

"Jiang Qiu."

"Well, today is short and there is nothing to do. It's fine as long as we meet each other," Wu Shan gulped down a mouthful of hot water, and his rolling eyes turned towards Wang Guanjia and Jiang Qiu intentionally or unintentionally: "I want to emphasize that in my opinion, your next training goal is only one, and that is to strive to get as many Wu Suxiang as possible.

If there is not enough Wu Su Xiang to temper the body, it is normal to be missing limbs when taking the college entrance examination. Especially for those who have just become excellent students. If they do not try their best to obtain more Wu Su Xiang, their mortal bodies will not be enough to satisfy those monsters.

The amount of Wu Su Xiang you are allocated is determined by your strength. Some of you have never used Wu Su Xiang, but people like Xie Kuang can receive two every month!"

(End of this chapter)