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

Chapter 121 Is He the Legendary God Jiang? !

A night later, after having breakfast, Jiang Qiu went to the Military Training Academy under the leadership of An Ling.

The wide brick and stone road crisscrosses the training halls that are arranged as neatly as toast. What comes into view is a large area of ​​low houses with few towering skyscrapers.

When they set foot in the college, many senior students who were on their way would shout "Hello, Captain An Ling" when they saw An Ling, and then call the freshmen they were responsible for to gather in the various training halls.

"Uncle Master, our gun training hall is in this area. This hall is where my mentor is in charge."

Looking in the direction An Ling turned, an oversized training hall was located right in front of him. The tiles on the hall made all the other halls smaller, except that this one was larger than the two halls of other departments.

In the northwestern provinces and regions, many people learn how to use guns.

Jiang Qiu sighed in his heart and followed An Ling in.

Click——

The glass door opened automatically, and cool air blew in. Along with a few cheerful conversations, at a glance, thousands of students were gathered in the front hall.

More than a dozen old students who had already reached the Spirit Body Realm or even the Bright Soul Realm were holding lists and shouting for people. There was a lot of noise, like ants in a frying pan.

"Uncle Master, let me handle it."

An Ling smiled apologetically and walked quickly towards the many freshmen, with a gleam of light like a knife in his eyes.

"Quiet--"

The loud shout was like thunder suppressing the whole place. Everyone shuddered and turned their eyes to find that a dozen senior students who were already warriors were handing a list to a young man with narrowed eyes and a cold face, and their expressions were full of respect.

"who is he?"

Some students from other places are curious.

"The only direct disciple of Instructor Zhai Song, who is one of the ten famous instructors in our Military Academy. In all these years, we have only accepted him as our direct disciple. Now he has become the captain of a powerful martial arts team. He is very awesome. The 100 most promising talents in our group are taught by him."

A freshman from Yongjiang City sighed softly, with admiration in his eyes.

When I was in high school, I often heard teachers talk about news from Northwestern Wuhan University, and they all felt emotional when talking about An Ling, who was younger than them.

They all hoped that their students would receive instruction from An Ling after they were admitted to the Gun Department of the Military Academy. After all, there would be more opportunities and more to learn from such a mentor who had achieved great success at a young age.

"What about the one standing behind him?"

Another freshman pointed at Jiang Qiu standing in the distance out of curiosity, causing the local freshman to frown slightly: "Never seen him before"

"That's Jiang Qiu, God Jiang, the first in this year's college entrance examination!"

Suddenly, there was a cry, and several freshmen around opened their eyes: "Is this true? He is the Jiang Qiu who was able to rescue hundreds of candidates from Tianxin Hall?!"

"Of course, we were saved by God Jiang."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned back subconsciously, even the freshmen who were a little further away looked over in surprise. They saw Zhang Shan, a well-built man, with his sleeves rolled up and his hands on his waist and chest puffed out, Li Si, with a crew cut, with the corners of his mouth raised, and a dozen or so people gathered together behind him.

"Fuck, it seems they are from the rumored Outer City Eight. I heard that they survived a great disaster because of Jiang Qiu. They have all reached the Steel Bone Realm. As long as the resources are in place, they can start preparing to forge Jade Tendons!"

"Damn it, an outer city No. 8 middle school has more than 80 students in the Steel Bone Realm. Even the top ten middle schools in the inner city of Yongjiang City may not have as many as them."

The local freshman who had just spoken clenched his fists angrily and muttered in frustration: "After working so hard for more than ten years, it's better for Jiang Qiu to take them to the hot spring for three days. Why didn't I meet a genius like Jiang Qiu?"

Various whispers arose, and a large number of new eyes were fixed on Jiang Qiu, including some who had been rescued in Tianxin Palace.

"." Jiang Qiu stood tall and straight as everyone's fiery gazes filled his eyes. His hands naturally fell on his thighs. His eyes were as calm as the water in a clear pond, and his pupils were as black as jade, dotted with starlight.

Envy, jealousy, suspicion, desire, admiration, worship.
All kinds of emotions have woven into a web that envelops me, and I've long been accustomed to it.

I could vaguely hear some quiet and surprised discussions: "He seems to have come in with Captain An Ling, and Captain An Ling's attitude towards him was quite gentle. Could he be a direct disciple of a certain mentor?"

"It is said that his college entrance examination record includes killing a transformed monster. This is the first time in history that this has happened. There must be a mentor who has offered him an olive branch in advance."

"Oh my god, I don't have to take any tests, and I can be taught by the instructor right after I enroll. This is so cool!"

Amid the murmurs of discussion, the list was distributed, and each senior student led the hundreds of new students they had received to their respective areas to familiarize themselves with the teaching work, and the one hundred people that An Ling was in charge of also followed behind him and Jiang Qiu.

A large group of people walked along the spacious corridor.

"Okay, Training Hall No. 1 is right here. Don't run around after you go in. I'm going to take my uncle to see my mentor."

An Ling glanced at the steel gate on the side to indicate the place, and continued to lead Jiang Qiu deeper, leaving behind a group of freshmen who seemed to be paralyzed by thunder.

"Uncle Master?"

"God Jiang?"

The hundred people with the highest scores or the most potential in the gun department of the Military Academy stood there in a daze, looking at the two people's backs walking away, one leading the other and the other following, with their backs slightly staggered. The freshmen at the top level of each city, the local geniuses, Lin Wei, Li Juefeng, Zhang Shan, Li Si and others all raised their brows.

The moment his thoughts got tangled, his eyes suddenly widened: "Fuck, Captain An Ling's uncle is the dean's direct disciple?!"

At the end of a corridor stands an alloy electronic door with a sign on it - [Famous Tutor's Teaching Room].

"drop--"

"Verification passed."

With a crisp electronic sound, the door opened with a click, and Jiang Qiu followed An Ling into it, only to see a middle-aged man as sturdy as a bear standing in the middle, with an extra-long box placed horizontally on his left palm, and the metallic luster on the four corners flickered slightly as the angle deflected.

He placed the five fingers of his right hand just above the box, in resonance with the palm of his hand that was holding it, and the spirit of blazing flames lingered on its surface.

"Master, my uncle is here."

An Ling greeted him, and Zhai Song suppressed the blazing aura in his hand in the blink of an eye, nodded and said, "You go and get busy first."

"it is good."

The door closed with a click, and An Ling disappeared outside. Jiang Qiu took a deep breath and stared at Zhai Song, a muscular man with a jaw as hard as a knife: "Brother Zhai Song."

Public information from the academy shows that this brother is 36 years old and is the youngest disciple of the dean, but he is now one of the top ten famous mentors in the academy.

And I was only eighteen years old.

As his thoughts flowed, Jiang Qiuxu clenched his fist and met Zhai Song's sharp gaze. His heart began to beat rapidly and his blood vessels felt slightly numb.

"Most of the disciples from other academies would look at me evasively when they met me. Junior brother, you are younger, but you can look me in the eye. You are indeed very suitable for learning spears."

Zhai Song smiled cheerfully and beckoned Jiang Qiu over: "This is the work of Yuan Shunhua, our Northwest weapon casting master. Elder Luo asked me to pass it to you.

I heard that you have learned the cultivation method from Elder Luo. Come and try it out. If it feels good and the weapon is suitable, it may only take ten days or half a month to complete the binding as your life weapon. "

(End of this chapter)