Just as mentioned earlier!
Jiang Hao and Lu Ming had always been two of the room's focal points!
Now, seeing Jiang Hao strike a pose as if he were about to teach Lu Ming how to train, the students around them first froze, then couldn't help laughing.
"No way. Is Jiang Hao really going to give Lu Ming pointers?"
"Am I seeing things? Has he lost his mind?"
"He only broke through the Sixth Revolution at the beginning of the month, and now he's acting like a teacher? Does he even have the skill?"
"Lu Ming's Stance Training is already close to the Sixth Revolution. What the hell can Jiang Hao teach him?"
"This is hilarious. He knows he's getting beaten up this afternoon, so now he's just given up and started clowning around for attention?"
Lin Qiu's group naturally heard the commotion, too.
He walked over and stopped a few meters away, folding his arms as he watched Jiang Hao with a mocking expression.
"Jiang Hao, you really have opened my eyes."
"You're a good-for-nothing yourself, and you still want to teach someone else?"
"Don't drag Lu Ming, who's already mediocre to begin with, all the way into the ditch!"
"Hahahaha!"
Lin Qiu's words immediately set off a burst of laughter around them.
"Brother Qiu's right!"
At that, Lu Ming's face darkened.
"Bullshit!"
Lu Ming was about to retort, to say that Jiang Hao had already reached the Seventh Revolution in Stance Training!
But Jiang Hao raised a hand and stopped him.
"Don't bother with them."
Jiang Hao's expression was as calm as still water, as if he hadn't heard a single cutting remark.
"We'll just focus on our own training."
Seeing this, the others laughed even louder!
"What are you making all that noise for?"
Song Jun's icy voice rang out like a thunderclap.
"Don't you have training to do?!"
"Why are you all wasting time standing around watching someone else?"
A student who was close to Lin Qiu immediately seized the chance to point at Jiang Hao and complain.
"Mentor Song, it's not that we want to watch."
"It's Jiang Hao. He doesn't know his own limits and insists on teaching Lu Ming Stance Training."
"He only broke through the Sixth Revolution not long ago. Isn't he just misleading the poor kid? We can't just stand by and watch!"
"Misleading him?"
At that, Song Jun's gaze turned razor-sharp. He snorted, his voice carrying across the entire Training Room.
"Jiang Hao has already advanced his Nine Revolutions Stance Skill to the Seventh Revolution!"
"Lu Ming is only at the Fifth Revolution!"
"He's more than qualified to teach Lu Ming!"
"What do you mean, misleading him? I think you're all asking for a beating!"
Song Jun's words were like a red-hot iron dropped into a pan of oil!
The entire room fell into deathly silence!
Everyone's smile froze on their faces.
They stared at Jiang Hao in disbelief, all turning to look at him at once.
Se... Seventh Revolution?
The mockery vanished from Lin Qiu's face, and shock flashed in his eyes!
How was this possible?!
At the beginning of the month, the guy had only just broken through the Sixth Revolution!
How much time had passed?
Less than a month!
And he was already at the Seventh Revolution?!
After speaking, Song Jun ignored the students' stunned, ghost-seeing expressions and snorted again.
"Why are you still standing around?"
"Yes!"
Only then did the students snap out of it. They shuddered and hurriedly scattered in a panic, returning to their places.
Even so, everyone kept sneaking glances toward Jiang Hao.
Their eyes were full of uncertainty.
Sixth Revolution at the start of the month, Seventh Revolution at the end.
At that rate of cultivation...
Was this guy really born with a Dust-grade Martial Bone?
As for Lin Qiu, he forced down the shock in his heart, his face darkening as he returned to his little circle.
The lackeys around him were looking a little rattled, too.
"Brother Qiu, Jiang Hao's actually reached the Seventh Revolution?"
"T-that's way too fast. Then his Blood Qi Intensity..."
"What's there to panic about?"
Lin Qiu was getting annoyed by their questions and snapped at them.
"So what if he's at the Seventh Revolution?"
Lin Qiu forced himself to stay calm and sneered as he explained.
"The farther you go in martial cultivation, the harder it gets!"
"Even if his Stance Training has reached the Seventh Revolution, his Blood Qi Intensity this month would only have increased by 0.4 or 0.5 at most—and that would already be heaven-defying!"
"I bet his Blood Qi Intensity is 8.5 or 8.6, tops!"
"And besides!"
A trace of disdain flickered in Lin Qiu's eyes.
"He must have spent all his time and resources boosting his Stance Training and Blood Qi!"
"I don't believe his Spear Arts have improved at all!"
"He's just a good-for-nothing whose Spear Arts are barely at Minor Accomplishment!"
"Meanwhile, I have a Blood Qi Intensity of 9.0, Great Accomplishment in blade techniques, and the Shadowless Blade Martial Skill!"
"Beating him will be a piece of cake!"
Lin Qiu's analysis made perfect sense.
The lackeys around him nodded repeatedly, their flattering smiles returning.
"Brother Qiu's right!"
"What good is high-level Stance Training? In a real fight, Martial Skills are what matter!"
"How can someone with Seventh Revolution Stance Training and Minor Accomplishment Spear Arts compare to Brother Qiu's Shadowless Blade?"
"Brother Qiu's sure to win!"
Listening to the flattery, Lin Qiu's unease finally faded completely, and he once again basked in the feeling of being praised.
Meanwhile.
Lu Ming looked at the astonished students around him and smiled disdainfully!
He hadn't expected that!
Mentor Song would step in to help them!
"Let's begin,"
Jiang Hao said.
"Oh... oh! All right!"
Lu Ming took a deep breath, tamped down the turbulent waves in his heart, and assumed the stance for the Fifth Revolution of the Nine Revolutions Stance Skill.
He began to practice, but with his thoughts in turmoil, his movements were inevitably a little off.
"Stop."
Jiang Hao's voice was calm.
"In the Fifth Revolution's 'Tiger Descends the Mountain' stance, your center of gravity is too far forward."
"When you direct your Blood Qi to your lumbar vertebrae, you don't sink it down, leaving your lower body unstable."
Lu Ming froze, then hurriedly adjusted his posture.
He practiced the stance again.
"Still not right."
Jiang Hao shook his head.
"You're stuck at the bottleneck of perfecting the Fifth Revolution because your Blood Qi can't flow through the Hand Three Yin Meridians."
"The problem lies in 'Azure Dragon Reaches for the Claw.'"
"When you thrust out that claw, your shoulder locks up, and Blood Qi stagnates at the Jianjing acupoint. How can it flow through?"
As he spoke, Jiang Hao demonstrated the movement himself.
He assumed the "Azure Dragon Reaches for the Claw" stance.
Then, in a way Lu Ming couldn't begin to understand, he performed the movement with extraordinary fluidity and ease.
It was the same move.
But in Jiang Hao's hands, it flowed like running water, with his strength moving through it unhindered!
"Did you see that?"
"Power starts at the waist. Relax your shoulder, let it flow down your arm, then release the force!"
Jiang Hao's voice rang in Lu Ming's ears like an alarm bell.
Lu Ming stared blankly, unconsciously imitating Jiang Hao's movements.
When he tried to "relax his shoulder and let the force flow down his arm,"
A surge of warmth unlike anything he'd ever felt before suddenly rushed from his shoulder into his arm!
"This!"
Lu Ming shuddered all over!
The bottleneck that had held him back for over a month had actually... loosened!
He looked up at Jiang Hao with the awestruck gaze one might give an immortal.
Jiang Hao, however, remained calm.
"Keep going."
"Yes!"
Lu Ming had no more doubts. He began practicing with complete focus.
At last!
When the bell rang at the end of afternoon classes,
The moment Song Jun announced that training was over,
Everyone in the Training Room immediately turned their eyes toward the center of the training ground in a single swift motion!
Lin Qiu sneered and slowly drew the Alloy Battle Blade from his back.
He pointed the long blade at Jiang Hao from afar.
"Jiang Hao!"
"The day we agreed on is here!"
"Don't tell me you're scared!"
Jiang Hao slowly breathed out a mouthful of Turbid Qi. He walked to the weapon rack and took down an Alloy Spear.
With the spear in hand, his entire presence became restrained and profound.
Holding the spear, Jiang Hao walked slowly toward Lin Qiu. His eyes gleamed with a restrained light as he said, "Bring it on!"
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