Meditation indoor.
A flurry of voices immediately started ringing out.
"Could it be that Cheng Han formed a seal? This is impossible!"
"Cheng Han's last observation time was only forty-four seconds. I heard that the threshold for forming a seal is at least fifty-five seconds. I also think this is impossible."
"Who else could be there besides Cheng Han? Teacher Qiu formed the seal thirty years ago. He can't form the seal again, right?"
"I have never heard of anyone forming seals while observing the Xuanling Wall. The seniors who formed seals in the past all successfully formed seals during meditation."
"The facts are right in front of us. Just because others can't do it, it doesn't mean that Cheng Han can't do it either."
The students immediately split into two groups.
One group believes that Cheng Han formed the seal, while the other group does not believe it.
Both sides argued endlessly.
Wan Tengjiao's mood was ups and downs, and he had given up on stopping the noise.
Since such a big thing has happened, this meditation class will definitely not be able to continue. To borrow a word from Cheng Han, just let them go.
In fact, she knew very well that the person who formed the seal must be Cheng Han, but she was too lazy to explain.
At this time, Wan Tengjiao suddenly remembered something his father had mentioned before, and muttered: "I have to find someone quickly to avoid being caught first."
She was extremely decisive. After making a decision in her mind, she quickly walked to the door of the meditation room, opened the door and walked out.
The other students noticed this scene and were surprised again.
"Why is the squad leader gone?"
"What are you going to do, Squad Leader Wanda?"
*
Wan Tengjiao trotted out of the teaching building, turned into the teacher's office building next door, and climbed to the highest fifth floor in one breath.
The offices of the three principals of the school are located on this floor.
The level of decoration here is much better than that of other floors. There are many green plants in the corridors and exquisite paintings hanging on the walls.
And all this fully demonstrates the status of a warrior.
Wan Tengjiao kept walking and rushed straight into an office.
The wooden plaque next to the door frame indicates the identity of the owner—Vice Principal Yan Dongting.
This burly middle-aged man was stunned for a moment when he saw Wan Tengjiao's fierce appearance, and then asked in surprise: "Jiaojiao, what's the matter with you?"
The short-haired girl's father is serving in the Black Armored Army, and Yan Dongting is a close friend with him, so he takes good care of her in school.
Wan Tengjiao took a breath and said quickly: "Uncle Dongting, there is a student named 'Cheng Han' in our class who has just successfully formed the seal."
Yan Dongting was confused when he heard this.
Is this why you came to the door in a hurry?
Wan Tengjiao then explained his purpose of coming: "You are a retired soldier from the Second Battle Group of the Black Armored Army. I suggest that you sign a 'preparatory letter' with him on behalf of the battle group."
The so-called "preparatory letter" means that the war group provides a certain amount of funding. In exchange, when the person becomes a warrior, he must serve the war group.
Yan Dongting was a little embarrassed: "Several meditation teachers in our school have the support of various war groups. If I intervene rashly, it will be against the rules."
There are forty-five classes in the Fifteenth Middle School, and five meditation class teachers manage nine classes respectively, each of which is responsible for a battle group.
This is the tacit agreement between the five war groups to divide the territory.
Wan Tengjiao raised his tone: "Cheng Han is a third-year student. He is not yet fourteen years old this year. You should understand what this means, right?"
More than 80% of the students in No.15 Middle School are in the fifth grade, and a small number are in the fourth grade. In the past ten years, there has not been a single student in the third grade.
Yan Dongting stood up with a "swish" and asked repeatedly: "That Cheng Han you are talking about, where is he now? Take me there quickly."
This retired soldier instantly threw the "rules" behind him.
For students with average qualifications, it doesn't hurt to abide by the rules, but students with such high talents are rare in ten years. Anyone who insists on rules is the number one fool!
Wan Tengjiao immediately replied: "Cheng Han is still in the meditation room. After I learned that he formed the seal, I came over to invite you right away."
Yan Dongting praised without hesitation: "You did a great job!"
He truly appreciated the keenness and decisiveness of this colleague's daughter.
Wan Tengjiao turned around and led the way: "Uncle Dongting, come with me quickly."
Yan Dongting followed immediately.
*
Meditation room.
In a small cubicle.
Cheng Han closed his eyes and observed a mysterious white light from the perspective of visualization.
Compared with the three residual seals, this ball of white light is completely smaller, but the light filament structure at its core is extremely complete.
"It turns out this is the Source Sense Seal!"
Cheng Han understood this naturally.
He touched it with his mind and immediately sensed a magical existence that was vast beyond imagination and profound beyond all else.
It seems to be everywhere and yet so far away.
This feeling is really weird to the extreme.
This is exactly - the abyss of source energy.
According to the textbook definition, it is the source of all extraordinary power in the world.
Cheng Han reviewed the whole process of the accidental sealing, and he immediately had a clear understanding in his heart: "I just played a key role in the 'sealing' of the Xuanling Wall."
Seal engraving is a skill that can only be mastered after forming seals. Just now, he used engraving on the Xuanling Wall, which inspired a wonderful resonance between himself and the spirit shadow map, and finally condensed the Source Sense Seal.
To use an analogy, this is equivalent to using high school mathematics knowledge to solve junior high school mathematics problems. Naturally, it can be solved easily.
in addition.
Due to the seal, the upper limit of spiritual value has been increased to 16.5.
An increase of 0.2 points.
better than nothing.
After a while.
Cheng Han realized the efficacy of the Source Sense Seal and opened his eyes.
Qiu Yuan immediately noticed this scene and asked excitedly: "Classmate Cheng Han, have you successfully formed the seal?"
Cheng Han looked happy: "That's right!"
Qiu Yuan's tone became more excited: "I have been a teacher in No. 15 Middle School for more than 20 years, and you are the best student I have ever seen."
Cheng Han blinked his eyes and started exchanging business words: "That's because you taught me well."
Qiu Yuan laughed so hard that he lost his eyes: "Classmate Cheng Han, let's go out first."
He walked to the door and opened it himself.
At this moment, a "buzzing" sound of discussion came in.
Qiu Yuan looked around and criticized sternly: "That's outrageous! What did I just say? Don't you take my words seriously?"
The students were all silent and did not dare to breathe.
Everyone knows that Qiu Yuan is the strictest teacher in No. 15 Middle School and the one who likes to hit students with a ruler the most.
However.
What happened next was beyond everyone's surprise.
Qiu Yuan actually let this matter go lightly: "Forget it, I'll spare you for now. Next time whoever I catch will start with five rulers."
The students breathed a sigh of relief.
Qiu Yuan smiled again and announced loudly: "A great event happened in our class today. Classmate Cheng Han successfully condensed the Source Sense Seal."
Cheng Han stood nearby and instantly became the focus of the crowd.
Most of the students looked in disbelief. In their opinion, this was absolutely impossible, but it happened.
Just half a month ago, Cheng Han was a quiet person in the class. Half a month later, why did he suddenly soar into the sky?
too fast!
Too fast to get used to!
More students understand that Cheng Han's future will become bright.
Before today, he was just the "big boss" of Class 2, Grade 3.
From now on, he will become the "big boss" of No. 15 Middle School.
Qiu Yuan seemed to be in a hurry and waved his hand again: "I have an important matter to discuss with classmate Cheng Han. get out of class will end early today. Let's go back to the classroom quickly."
The word "hurry up" in this sentence reveals the person's eagerness.
Soon, the students all left.
Qiu Yuan closed the door and stared at Cheng Han with burning eyes: "Classmate Cheng Han, with your outstanding talent, the probability of becoming a warrior in the future is more than 99%. I have..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.
"Squeak~"
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Qiu Yuan was very angry: "Didn't I just tell you to go back to the classroom first?"
"it's me!"
Along with a loud voice, a burly figure appeared at the door.
Surprisingly, it was the vice-principal Yan Dongting.
Qiu Yuan originally had a menacing attitude, but now his face stiffened.
He had a strong hunch that the other party was probably coming with bad intentions.
