Swallowing the Starry Skies: Wind Demon
Chapter 24

What Kind of Person

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Of course, Guan Chenglong was a War God after all; such minor tricks could only make him flustered for a moment, but they were not enough to make him lose his composure. Before long, he adapted to Feng Qingmo's clever tactics, and the rhythm of the battle was firmly back under his control.

Half an hour later, Guan Chenglong stopped the sword in his hand.

Since they had met, this was the first time Feng Qingmo had seen him breathing somewhat rapidly, with a few beads of sweat on his forehead. Although he himself was drenched in sweat from head to toe, the fact that he could make a War God sweat still filled him with a trace of pride.

"If you didn't use your spiritual power, you could fully compare to an ordinary low-level War General. If you do use your spiritual power, you could pretty much put up a fight against a high-level War General..." Guan Chenglong struggled to steady his breathing.

A Spirit Reader could almost be considered invincible among those of the same rank. Since Feng Qingmo was already a mid-level War General Spirit Reader, it was indeed not impossible for him to fight a high-level War General.

"But if that's the case, the practical training next week will be hard to arrange..." Guan Chenglong frowned slightly. "If I set the difficulty too low, it won't have any effect on you; if I set it too high, the others won't be able to handle it..."

"Teacher Guan," Feng Qingmo said, also calming his own breathing, "could I go alone? Through the test just now, you know my strength. Besides, you also know that Spirit Readers can fly, so there won't be any danger..."

"You go out first; I will consider this matter..." Guan Chenglong waved his hand. Feng Qingmo's proposal was actually one of the plans he had been considering, but he still needed to report it to leaders like Li Ping first.

On the sixth day, the students under Guan Chenglong were each assigned another session in the Trial Tower. After two days of cultivation, everyone had improved to some degree.

Although Feng Qingmo killed a few more Reckless Bulls than last time, he still failed to pass the C-stage trial. Fortunately, his Trial Tower level finally reached 1.9.

Because this half-hour session started directly from the C-stage, he only lasted a few minutes each time and ended up dying several more times.

"After you finish your cultivation tomorrow morning, you don't need to come tomorrow afternoon," Guan Chenglong gathered all the students before leaving. "The day after tomorrow is the start of a new seven-day cycle. You will all go to the wilderness for seven days, so prepare yourselves well tomorrow afternoon. If you need to update your combat uniforms or weapons, hurry up; the training camp has everything you need..."

"Teacher Guan, which city are we going to?" Zuo Mingkun asked eagerly.

"Where you go will be arranged uniformly by the training camp," Guan Chenglong said, not offended by his personality. "As the students I lead, you will automatically form a squad. I hope you can be sincere, united, and cooperate with tacit understanding..."

"Teacher Guan, aren't you coming with us?" Chu Xinming asked.

"I cannot follow you," Guan Chenglong shook his head.

"It's fine, with Brother Mo here, we won't be afraid even if we run into a low-level Beast General..." Guo Hui said with a smile.

Ever since the first time in the Trial Tower, the group had become completely convinced by Feng Qingmo, knowing his strength was the highest among them. Starting with Guo Hui, everyone began calling him 'Brother Mo'—and this was even before Feng Qingmo had revealed his identity as a Spirit Reader to them.

"You few are a team. Feng Qingmo has other arrangements and will not be with you," Guan Chenglong shook his head.

"Ah?" Zuo Mingkun couldn't help but let out a strange cry. "Without Brother Mo, then we..."

Before he could finish, Guan Chenglong immediately glared at him: "Without Feng Qingmo, are you no longer a martial artist? Have you lost the courage to face monsters? Or is Feng Qingmo your nanny or bodyguard?"

"Uh..." Scolded by Guan Chenglong, Zuo Mingkun immediately realized his mistake and had to lower his head, muttering nothing.

"You are indeed teammates, and perhaps in the future, you will become the kind of relationship where you depend on each other for life and death, the kind to whom you can entrust your back," Guan Chenglong looked at them, his tone earnest. "But in the beginning, the one you can trust most is the sword in your own hand!"

"Through the simulated combat in the Trial Tower twice, you have gained some experience in facing monsters, but that is virtual after all. You must eventually face real monsters to grow. Don't think that just because you've entered the training camp, you can rest easy. Every year, the number of students who die during practical training is not small!"

These words immediately woke the group up. Although the last six days of training had been very hard, it wasn't much different from their lives before becoming martial artists, which gave them the illusion that they would just keep training like this forever.

"Among you, Li Canyang has some experience surviving in the wilderness. I have also spoken about it often during our sparring sessions, and I believe you have read plenty of such posts on the Huaxia Home martial artist forum..."

Guan Chenglong paused. "Of the six of you, Li Canyang has the highest strength and the most experience. So, Canyang, for this first practical training, you must lead them well..."

"Yes, Teacher Guan, please rest assured," Li Canyang, who was usually quiet, replied in a deep voice.

"Very good, continue your cultivation tomorrow morning..." Guan Chenglong nodded with satisfaction. "Feng Qingmo, stay behind. The rest of you, dismissed."

After everyone left, Feng Qingmo asked with some concern: "Teacher Guan, are you really not following them?"

"Do you think I'm a nanny?" Guan Chenglong glared at him irritably.

"But..."

"I know what you're worried about," Guan Chenglong hesitated, feeling that with Feng Qingmo's ability as a Spirit Reader, he would find out sooner or later, so he clarified, "For second-year students, there really is no one following them. But for those like you who are going to the wilderness for the first time, the training camp naturally won't let you go off to take risks alone. Not only will they send people to clear the area beforehand, but someone will also be following, though they won't intervene unless it's a life-or-death situation..."

"However, I really won't be the one following; someone else will be responsible," he warned. "Your strength is sufficient, and you are a Spirit Reader, so I am telling you in advance, but you must not tell them, otherwise it will make them develop a sense of dependency..."

"Understood," Feng Qingmo nodded.

"As for you," Guan Chenglong pondered, "I've considered it. Although you lack experience, your strength is clear. Some War General squads even dare to take risks in places like City 003, a den of monsters. So, I have decided to let you go to a place alone. Although that place has been cleared beforehand and there shouldn't be any Lord-level monsters, there are plenty of Beast Generals, and even a few high-level ones..."

"And as a Spirit Reader, if I send someone to follow you, you will inevitably discover them if they get too close, and it's meaningless if they stay too far away. So, after entering the wilderness, everything will depend on yourself, understand?"

"Understood, thank you, Teacher Guan!" Feng Qingmo nodded solemnly.

"In our training camp, there are not many Spirit Readers; each one is a seed for a future powerhouse!" Guan Chenglong sighed slightly. "However, flowers in a greenhouse must experience wind and rain to absorb sunlight and dew before they can grow strong..."

He looked at Feng Qingmo, his eyes revealing a rare sharpness: "What are we? We are the military! Although you haven't received basic military training, as long as you have entered Huashan, you are part of the military!"

He looked deeply at Feng Qingmo: "What kind of people does Huashan want?"

He answered his own question: "People who can stand on the front line without hesitation when a beast tide arrives! And even more so, the super powerhouses who can face King-Level Monsters in the future!"

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