One night passed.
September 11th.
Sunrise.
Ning Chuan completed his visits to all the instructors at the Yuying Training Ground.
Significant progress has been made.
Ning Chuan had a sudden thought, and a fluorescent interface appeared.
Several columns.
[ Ultimate Weapon Art ]: Mastery (52%)
[ Three Thousand Wind Shadows ]: Expert (Progress 12%)
[ Nine Nether Thunder Saber ]: Minute Subtlety (Progress 25%)
[ Eight Wonders Saber ]: Minute Subtlety (Progress 42%)
"Of all the martial arts I've practiced, only these four haven't reached Perfect Realm yet!"
Ning Chuan stared at the system panel, recalling the information about Galaxy University that he had previously reviewed.
Zheng Gui, the creator of the Nine Nether Thunder Saber.
Qin Ya, the founder of Three Thousand Wind Shadows.
Both are professors at Galaxy University.
"However, Zheng Gui disappeared more than 30 years ago and his whereabouts are still unknown. I was unable to observe his Law and allow the Nine Nether Thunder Saber to achieve enlightenment. Fortunately, Qin Ya is still working at the Martial Arts Academy, Three Thousand Wind Shadows can enter a state of enlightenment and advance to the Perfect Realm!"
Ning Chuan pondered to himself.
Beside her, Wang Ke looked at Ning Chuan, her fair face filled with complex emotions.
In one night, he comprehended more than twenty martial arts techniques and created more than twenty Divine Weapon.
Such a high frequency.
She was completely numb!
Composing himself, Ning Chuan asked, " Wang Ke, do you know where the Wind Blood Divine General? I haven't found any trace of her at the training ground."
Upon hearing this, Wang Ke bowed and jokingly said, " Your King Physique, please have mercy and stop using your supernatural powers. Don't give up on enlightenment; it's too discouraging!"
As she spoke, Wang Ke suddenly remembered something, raised an eyebrow, and asked in surprise, "You still want to become the disciple of the Wind Blood Divine General?!"
Ning Chuan glanced at her, puzzled, and asked, "Is it not allowed? What's the problem?"
This is a huge problem!
Wang Ke covered his mouth and chuckled, saying, " The Zi Yun'er you kicked away, her master is none other than Qin Ya, the Wind Blood Divine General!"
"Forehead..."
Ning Chuan shrugged helplessly.
"Haha, don't worry, I've taken Instructor Qin's class before. She's a very nice person and won't hold a grudge against you for something so small."
Wang Ke said with a smile, "However, the fact that Instructor Qin isn't coming to the Yuying Training Ground means she's not very interested in you. If you want to become her disciple, you must pass her assessment."
As he spoke, Wang Ke shook his head and said, "I forgot, you don't need one. Dean Zhou Yang has given the order that you can take anyone as your mentor!"
Ning Chuan casually asked, "An assessment? What's that?"
Hearing this, Wang Ke couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Do you think everyone is like you, with over a hundred mentors vying to take on apprentices?"
"In the Martial Arts Academy, top-ranked instructors, such as Instructor Qin, Dean Zhou Yang, and Dean Tang, require not only excellent results in the Freshman Exchange Competition but also passing a special assessment to become their disciple. Failure to pass the assessment will result in being eliminated from the top ten!"
Wang Ke stared at Ning Chuan with her beautiful eyes and said.
That's infuriating!
Ning Chuan smiled and asked, "What are the assessment criteria for the Wind Blood Divine General?"
"Dodge her wind blades and climb all the way to the summit!"
Wang Ke pondered for a moment and said, "The difficulty is extremely high!"
The year I enrolled, two of the top ten freshmen participated in the assessment, and both failed.
To pass the test, setting aside Law Spirit, your pure straight-line speed must be at least 180 meters per second!
Where is it located?
Ning Chuan's eyes lit up.
The wind blades shot out by the Wind Blood Divine General likely contain the Law she has mastered.
" Storm Mountain Villa is on the northern edge of the campus," Wang Ke replied. "Shall we go there now?"
"Um."
"Let's go then."
The two left the Yuying Training Ground.
About fifteen minutes later.
Ning Chuan and Wang Ke rode in a hovercar to the northern edge of the campus.
The scenery here is beautiful.
A clear river flows gently, with dozens of mountain peaks on its banks. They are not majestic, with the highest peak only about a thousand meters high, but the trees are lush and the scenery is pleasant.
On each mountain peak, whether at the summit or halfway up, there are spacious estates.
"The people living in this area are all high-ranking members of Galaxy University!"
Inside the floating vehicle, Wang Ke, turning her pretty face to the side, explained to Ning Chuan, " Divine General are somewhat lacking in qualifications!"
"The environment is quite nice!"
Ning Chuan looked around and said truthfully.
His apartment at the Stargazing Tower was far inferior to the buildings on the mountain.
"Almost there!"
Wang Ke pointed and reminded them, " Storm Mountain Villa is just ahead!"
Looking up, Ning Chuan saw a verdant mountain peak, about 800 meters high.
At the top of the mountain, there is an elegant manor, with glazed tiles on the roof that gleam in the sunlight.
At this moment, at the Storm Mountain Villa.
Inside a villa.
Zi Yun'er rubbed her fair cheeks and pleaded, "Master, please check again. Are the boot marks still there? I still feel some pain."
Across from her.
A beautiful woman sat on a soft sofa, her skin fair, her lips bright red, a slight smile playing on her lips. Her voluptuous figure sank slightly into the cushions, exuding a mature and alluring charm.
"Stop rubbing it. You used three bottles of top-grade healing fluid; the injury healed several days ago."
Qin Ya's tone was tinged with doting affection.
"The pain you feel is just psychological."
Hearing this, Zi Yun'er loosened her grip and gritted her teeth, saying, "It's all Ning Chuan's fault. He kicked me right in the face, and he was wearing steel-soled military boots. Even with my strong mentality, I can't help but feel lingering fear!"
Qin Ya smiled faintly and said, "Stop complaining. Ning Chuan has already gone easy on you."
If he doesn't use the Wisdom King Dharma Form to help you deflect the force.
You're still lying in a hospital bed.
"Kicking you might cause facial injury, but it's essentially just a superficial wound."
"Master, you just have a nice way of saying things!"
Zi Yun'er gave a soft snort, pouted, and said, "If it were you, would you rather bump into the Wisdom King Dharma Form, or have Ning Chuan kick you in the face!"
Qin Ya: "..."
to be honest.
Qin Ya felt she would choose the former.
Clearing her throat, Qin Ya said, "Master is Divine General; he won't encounter the situation you described."
"You're cheating!"
Zi Yun'er rushed over and tried to hug Qin Ya.
Bang, bang, bang...
Just then, a knock on the door interrupted Zi Yun'er's actions.
"Come in."
After receiving Qin Ya's permission, the manor's butler opened the door, approached, and respectfully said, "Madam, Ning Chuan, the new student champion of this year, wishes to participate in your apprentice selection assessment."
"Um?!"
A strange look flashed across Qin Ya's pretty face; she seemed somewhat surprised.
She knew that many mentors, such as Zhou Yang and Tang Qianjun, wanted to become Ning Chuan's master, so she prepared a generous apprenticeship gift for them.
Logically speaking, Ning Chuan has no shortage of top-tier Divine General as mentors.
"Madam, Ning Chuan's performance is outstanding. According to school rules, he can become your disciple without needing to pass the assessment, if he so chooses."
The butler pondered for a moment, then offered a reminder.
"He probably doesn't have that idea. I'll meet with him and see what his plans are."
Qin Ya stood up and glanced around, only to find that Zi Yun'er was no longer in the living room.
"The little girl has forgotten the pain once the wound has healed."
Qin Ya smiled helplessly and walked out of the villa.