What About Seven Revolutions! Battle

It's just as I said before!

Jiang Hao and Lu Ming were already the center of attention.

Seeing Jiang Hao strike a pose as if he were about to teach Lu Ming, the surrounding classmates were stunned at first, then couldn't help but laugh.

"No way? Jiang Hao is going to mentor Lu Ming?"

"Am I seeing things? Has he lost his mind?"

"He only just broke through to six revolutions himself at the beginning of the month, and now he's acting like a master teacher? Does he even have the ability?"

"Lu Ming's stance skill is at least five revolutions, almost six. What can Jiang Hao possibly teach him!"

"This is hilarious. He knows he's going to get beaten up this afternoon, so he's giving up and trying to get attention now?"

Lin Qiu, on the other side, naturally heard the commotion.

He walked over, stopped a few meters away, crossed his arms, and looked at Jiang Hao with a mocking expression.

"Jiang Hao, you've truly opened my eyes."

"You're a piece of trash yourself, and you want to guide others?"

"Don't drag Lu Ming, who's already not doing great, completely down the wrong path!"

"Hahahaha!"

Lin Qiu's words instantly drew a burst of laughter from the surrounding crowd.

"Brother Qiu is right!"

Lu Ming's face immediately turned dark upon hearing this.

"You're all full of crap!"

Lu Ming was about to retort, to say that Jiang Hao's stance skill was already at seven revolutions!

But Jiang Hao reached out and stopped him.

"Don't pay them any mind."

Jiang Hao's expression was as calm as still water, as if he hadn't heard any of the harsh words.

"We'll just practice our own thing."

Seeing this, the surrounding people laughed even louder!

"What are you all chattering about!"

Song Jun's icy voice rang out like thunder.

"Don't you all have training to do?!"

"Wasting time, crowding around here to watch others, what for?"

A student who was close to Lin Qiu immediately seized the opportunity and pointed at Jiang Hao to complain.

"Instructor Song Jun, it's not that we wanted to watch."

"It's Jiang Hao himself, being overconfident and insisting on mentoring Lu Ming in his stance skill."

"He only broke through to six revolutions not long ago. Isn't this misleading a disciple? We can't stand by and watch!"

"Misleading a disciple?"

Upon hearing this, Song Jun's eyes instantly became incredibly sharp. He snorted coldly, his voice echoing throughout the entire Training Room.

"Jiang Hao's Nine Revolutions Stance Skill has already broken through to seven revolutions!"

"Lu Ming is only at five revolutions!"

"He is more than capable of guiding Lu Ming!"

"What do you mean, misleading a disciple? I think all of you are itching for a beating!"

Song Jun's words were like dropping a hot iron into a calm oil pan!

The entire place instantly fell into dead silence!

Everyone's smiles froze on their faces.

They stared at Jiang Hao with disbelieving eyes, turning their heads in unison.

Sev... seven revolutions?

The mockery on Lin Qiu's face also vanished abruptly, a deep shock flashing in his eyes!

How is this possible!

This guy only just broke through to six revolutions at the beginning of the month!

How long has it been?

Less than a month!

And he's already at seven revolutions?!

After speaking, Song Jun completely ignored the stunned expressions of the surrounding students and snorted coldly again.

"Still not dispersing!"

"Yes!"

The surrounding classmates finally snapped out of their daze, startled, and quickly scattered in a panic, returning to their respective seats.

However, everyone's gaze was still intentionally or unintentionally drifting towards Jiang Hao.

Their eyes were filled with shock and uncertainty.

Six revolutions at the beginning of the month, seven revolutions at the end of the month.

This cultivation speed...

Is this guy really Dust-grade Martial Bone?

Lin Qiu, suppressing the trace of shock in his heart, returned to his small circle with a grim expression.

The lackeys around him were also a little flustered at this moment.

"Brother Qiu, that Jiang Hao actually reached seven revolutions?"

"This... this speed is too fast. Then his Blood Qi Intensity..."

"What are you panicking about!"

Lin Qiu was annoyed by the questions and retorted coldly.

"So what if he's at seven revolutions!"

Lin Qiu forced himself to calm down and sneered, analyzing.

"The further you go in Martial Arts cultivation, the harder it gets!"

"Even if his stance skill is at seven revolutions, his Blood Qi Intensity for this month, an increase of 0.4 or 0.5 would be heaven-defying!"

"I guess his Blood Qi Intensity is at most 8.5 to 8.6!"

"And!"

A hint of disdain flashed in Lin Qiu's eyes.

"He must have poured all his time and resources into stacking the stance skill and Blood Qi!"

"I don't believe his Spearmanship has improved at all!"

"Just a good-for-nothing with only minor success in Spearmanship!"

"But I have 9.0 Blood Qi, major success in Saber Arts, plus the Shadowless Blade Martial Skill!"

"Defeating him will be as easy as flipping my hand!"

Lin Qiu's analysis was logical and well-founded.

Hearing this, the surrounding subordinates nodded repeatedly, revealing congratulatory smiles once more.

"Brother Qiu is right!"

"What's the use of a high stance skill? Actual combat still depends on Martial Skills!"

"How can a stance skill at seven revolutions with minor success in Spearmanship compare to Brother Qiu's Shadowless Blade!"

"Brother Qiu will win!"

Listening to the flattery, Lin Qiu's unease completely dissipated, and he once again enjoyed the feeling of being praised.

On the other side.

Lu Ming looked at the astonished people around him and sneered!

He hadn't expected it!

Instructor Song Jun would stand up to help them!

"Let's begin."

Jiang Hao said at this moment.

"Oh... Oh! Okay!"

Lu Ming took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and assumed the stance for the fifth revolution of the Nine Revolutions Stance Skill.

He began to practice, but his movements were inevitably a little distorted due to his agitated state of mind.

"Stop."

Jiang Hao's faint voice sounded.

"In this move, 'Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain' from the fifth revolution, your center of gravity is too far forward."

"When the Blood Qi is transported to the lumbar spine, you didn't sink it down, causing your lower stance to be unstable."

Lu Ming was stunned and quickly adjusted.

He practiced again.

"Still not right."

Jiang Hao shook his head.

"Your bottleneck at the fifth turn's completion is stuck because your qi and blood cannot flow through the three yin meridians of the hand."

"The problem lies with the Azure Dragon's Grasp."

"When you extend this claw, your shoulder locks up, causing qi and blood to stagnate at the Jianjing acupoint. How can it flow through?"

Jiang Hao spoke as he demonstrated himself.

He assumed the posture for the "Azure Dragon's Grasp."

Then, in a way Lu Ming completely couldn't comprehend, he executed the move with extreme smoothness and fluidity.

It was the same technique.

But in Jiang Hao's hands, it exuded a charm of flowing grace and unimpeded power!

"Did you see clearly?"

"Power originates from the waist, relax the shoulders, straighten the arms, and release the force!"

Jiang Hao's voice struck Lu Ming's ears like a wake-up call.

Lu Ming stared blankly, subconsciously imitating Jiang Hao's movements.

When he attempted to "relax his shoulders and straighten his arms."

A surge of warmth he had never felt before suddenly rushed from his shoulders into his arms!

"This!"

Lu Ming's entire body trembled!

The bottleneck that had held him for over a month... was actually loosening!

He looked up at Jiang Hao with eyes as if he were gazing upon an immortal.

Jiang Hao, however, remained calm.

"Continue."

"Yes!"

Lu Ming no longer had any doubts and began practicing with utmost concentration.

Finally!

When the school bell rang that afternoon.

The moment Song Jun announced dismissal.

All eyes in the Training Room instantly snapped towards the center of the floor!

Lin Qiu let out a cold laugh and slowly drew the alloy combat saber from his back.

The long saber in his hand pointed towards Jiang Hao from a distance.

"Jiang Hao!"

"The day of our agreement has arrived!"

"Are you scared, perhaps!"

Jiang Hao slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. He walked to the weapon rack and picked up an alloy spear.

With the spear in hand, his entire aura became restrained and profound.

Jiang Hao, holding the spear, slowly walked towards Lin Qiu, his eyes containing a subtle glint, and said faintly, "Let's go!"

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