The third training ground was in an uproar because of Wu Tian Shengli's incident, especially Ding Hai's parents who couldn't accept this fact at all.

Since it is a duel, there will naturally be a winner, but losing to a person who has always been in last place is really unacceptable.

So they suspected whether Wu Tian had taken banned drugs. Although the story of the weak defeating the strong was very inspiring, it was absolutely unacceptable as a family member.

Gradually, parents in the stands began to discuss this issue, which also made some martial arts students question it.

This voice even appeared among the teachers, but no one came out to defend Wu Tian, ​​because the story is just a story, how could such a ridiculous thing happen in reality.

A month ago he was not even a first-level acquired swordsman, but a month later he had mastered basic swordsmanship to a great level and was still a martial arts student of the third-level acquired swordsmanship.

When these rumors spread to the second training ground, Feng Feiyang got up again and prepared to do something.

Ye Bai said helplessly and angrily: "Can you stop for a moment? We were invited to guide this group of children. Isn't it a bit biased for you to keep paying attention to that child?"

"You are teaching me how to do things!"

Feng Feiyang looked at Ye Bai unkindly, but he never expected that Ye Bai would also get up and stare at Feng Feiyang this time.

Seeing Ye Bai's serious eyes, others around him wanted to stop him but did not dare to step forward. No matter in terms of status or strength, they were far different from the two people in front of them.

Just when the atmosphere changed, Feng Feiyang suddenly smiled and said: "I have taken a liking to that kid, and I want to accept him as my disciple."

As soon as these words came out, there were even more exclamations from other people around. Ye Bai also said with a surprised look: "You can't be serious, can you?"

"When have you ever seen me make a joke?"

Looking at the smiling Feng Feiyang, especially the discussion around him, Ye Bai suddenly felt helpless. He knew you always liked that child, but your behavior now is completely adding fuel to the fire.

When Feng Feiyang's words were spread, the surrounding discussions became more intense.

If Wu Tian is accepted as a disciple by the president of the city's Kendo Association because of this assessment, wouldn't Ding Hai become the background? Ding's father and Ding's mother are very worried that their son will not be able to bear it. They know that their son will have to

Admitted to the first-class Wuhan University!

At the third training ground, when the news came out that Wu Tian was going to be accepted as a disciple by the president of the Kendo Association, several martial arts students who were holding their swords tightly had their moods ups and downs, and the expressions on their faces also changed.

On the contrary, the person involved, Wu Tian, ​​was a little nervous. He was obviously not nervous at all and even a little excited in the ring, but now he was so nervous for a score, which was really embarrassing.

In order to divert his attention, he took the initiative to chat with the uncle.

"Uncle, thank you for your help this month."

Wu Tian's gratitude was met with complaints from the uncle: "Were you nervous about that battle just now?"

"You can block the dean's attack, so why does it take so long to hit a fourth level acquired?"

The uncle's repeated questions made Wu Tian freeze on the spot, but he did not defend himself because he was indeed nervous.

It was about his own stay, and since he had never been on such a stage before, he naturally felt nervous.

Just when Wu Tian was worried about his score, several men in suits suddenly appeared in front of him.

Under the leadership of this group of people, Wu Tian came to the infirmary again.

When he learned that he needed to be re-examined, Wu Tian did not resist at all, since he had nothing to do now anyway.

In the room opposite the examination room, principals from major martial arts schools were paying close attention to Wu Tian's every move.

After all, they had also heard the news that President Feng wanted to accept a disciple. Being accepted as a disciple by a Martial Lord was like a step to the sky for ordinary people.

The most important thing is that Feng Feiyang is not only Wu Jun, he is also a swordsman who understands the heart of the sword, a top swordsman who can fight across levels.

As for checking Wu Tian's body, they wanted to quell the rumors, but they also wanted to know whether Wu Tian was a genius.

The results will be available soon. The data shows that Wu Tian has drug reactions in his body, but there are no signs of drug prohibition. Taking all the data together, it appears that he is just taking drugs for spiritual practice.

The other thing was the re-certification of Wu Tian's cultivation qualifications. Looking at the extremely poor results in the report, this result made several other principals want to laugh out loud, almost thinking that they had missed some genius.

It turned out that this boy was not a genius, but just a diligent young man who worked hard to practice. Tao Jingtong was relieved by this result.

After learning the result, Xu Zhiyuan was worried about Wu Tian. After all, most people would never think of accepting him as a disciple after seeing such a report, and President Feng would probably be no exception.

Sure enough, it was just as he said. When the assistant handed Wu Tian's information to Feng Feiyang, the old man visibly hesitated.

Wu Tian walked out of the infirmary and saw Song Qingzheng looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Teacher, what can I do for you?"

Song Qing said with a smile: "It's no big deal, I just followed the principal's instructions. As long as the assessment is not over, you must be in my sight."

"why is that?"

Wu Tian didn't understand. He obviously didn't do anything.

Song Qing stepped forward and took Wu Tian's hand, and said as he walked: "Let's leave here first. Have you eaten yet?"

On the roof of the old teaching building, two old desks are connected under a sun umbrella, and they are all the specialties of Dongxin Building.

Smelling the fragrance in the air, Wu Tian couldn't help but swallow several mouthfuls of saliva. Seeing him sitting opposite, Song Qing held white jade chopsticks and asked puzzledly: "You can eat whatever you want. Why are you so reserved?"

Wu Tian quickly waved his hand and declined. Seeing him like this, Song Qing had no choice but to say: "Don't worry, you don't have to spend money on this meal. Besides, the principal asked me to come here to protect you. There is no other reason."

"A person who has been counting down all the time suddenly becomes a genius. Such a result will definitely lead to some problems. Of course, this has nothing to do with you, so now you can eat in peace."

Having said this, Wu Tian picked up his chopsticks with excitement as he looked at the dishes on the table. Just when he was about to take action, the devil's voice came from within his consciousness.

"Boy, the agreed deadline hasn't come yet, right?"

The uncle's voice made Wu Tian freeze there, so he looked at the table full of delicious food and said against his will: "I'm not hungry yet, teacher, you can eat by yourself."

Song Qing didn't force it, anyway, she said everything she needed to say.

But she was still observing Wu Tian's every move while eating, wondering what kind of identity he had and whether she should place her treasure on him.

He was clearly opposite him, but Wu Tian looked calm. Thinking of where he lived and his investigations during this period, Song Qing suddenly asked: "Classmate Wu Tian, ​​where is your family?"

"Why didn't you see your parents in today's assessment? Other students were more or less accompanied by their parents. Didn't your parents accompany you?"

Regarding this issue, Wu Tian thought for a moment before saying: "They are quite busy. Besides, this is not the college entrance examination, so there is no need to make a fuss out of a molehill."

Song Qing took advantage of the situation and asked: "Is your family not in Kunlun City?"

Looking at Wu Tian who nodded, Song Qing became more and more curious. Her question changed from family to house. After all, the Shanshui Villa area was too mysterious.

Regarding this question, Wu Tian's answer made Song Qing a little disappointed. He went to school here and lived there, and he didn't know why he was there.

From this perspective, Wu Tian is an ordinary person, but would ordinary people live in such a luxurious area?

While the two were chatting, time passed quickly, and when school was about to end, the assessment ended successfully.

When everyone left the school, they were still discussing Wu Tian, ​​who allowed him to defeat the seed martial arts student from the No. 1 martial arts school. The impact of this battle was too great.

Ding Hai also came to the academic office accompanied by his family. They wanted an explanation. With the comfort of his parents, Ding Hai gradually believed that Wu Tian had taken some banned drugs.

Unfortunately, reality is cruel. Seeing his principal come out to explain in person, Ding Hai listened to it all silently.

After finishing his speech, the principal couldn't help but feel disappointed when he saw him like this: "To be honest, you were originally a student that I was very optimistic about, but you are so confused now."

"The other party has suffered more than you. Have you ever seen how hard he works? What's so disappointing about being defeated by him?"

"Or do you think you can defeat the opponent? The opponent defeated the instructor by half a move in the mentor battle. Can you do it?"

Ding Hai raised his head in surprise. He could actually defeat his mentor by half a move. Could it be that he was deliberately letting off steam?

The principal of the No. 1 Martial Arts School saw through his thoughts and continued: "Without any disrespect, remember that no one is born to be the last one. Just like you defeated countless opponents to reach the tenth place in the school, think carefully about why you failed.

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After walking out of the Ninth Martial Arts School, Ding Hai turned to his parents and asked, "Have I relaxed a little in my practice recently?"

Mother Ding naturally shook her head. In her eyes, her son was very diligent every day.

Father Ding nodded and said, "You're a little slack. Since you were hailed as the school's seed player, you haven't been as hardworking in practice as before."

Father Ding's words naturally attracted Ding's mother's glare, but Wu Tian also walked out of school at this time.

At the school gate, Ding Hai stared closely at Wu Tian. Thinking of the sword strike during the day, he couldn't help clenching his fists. Wu Tian also said hello when he passed by.

"Hey, let's have another fight in a month!"

"oh."

After getting the answer, Ding Hai turned to his parents and said, "I'm going to Master Chen's place to practice hard. Mom and dad, please go back first."

At the school gate, Song Qing let out a breath, luckily nothing happened.

On the other side, Ding Yingyao also happened to bring someone to the school gate. After seeing Song Qing, he couldn't help but be a little excited. Could it be that she was waiting for him?

Just when he was imagining, he saw Wu Tian's figure, which instantly destroyed all the pictures in his mind.
Chapter completed!