If time could turn back, Ning Huan believed he would never have said, "I'll leave it to Ning Hao to arrange."
Hmm...
Especially after seeing the talented candidates the academy had selected from among the best.
The next morning, the sun was gentle and a breeze stirred pleasantly.
In a heavily guarded training ground somewhere within Nine Treasures Glazed Academy, Ning Huan looked at the seven people standing in neat formation before him and felt a splitting headache.
Just look at this~
A sprawling advanced academy converted from a sect, and its ranks had "declined" to this extent!
He'd asked Ning Hao to select seven people, and four of them were people he already knew!
Was this some kind of joke?!
But what was done was done. Ning Huan could only grit his teeth and swallow the bitter fruit of the plan he'd devised three years ago.
It wasn't as if he could drag a few people out of Nine Treasures Glazed Sect's secluded grounds just so his team members would feel more comfortable.
Ning Hao, honestly! He hadn't left a single prodigy outside to make the academy look good!
"Phew~ Introduce yourselves, everyone."
"Greetings, Chief! I'm Ning Ben, eighteen years old, level forty-five, and my Martial Soul is the Copper Bull!"
"Hehe, remember me? You sent me flying three years ago!"
After all this time, Ning Ben had grown into his full stature.
His already towering, bronze-colored frame now looked even more powerful, radiating an imposing presence.
Of course, his voice and mind were still as honest and straightforward as ever. He didn't even know how to butter someone up.
"I definitely remember. You're the one and only hardhead who dared to charge into the claws of a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear."
"How about it? Want to relive