At the eight o'clock welcome party, almost everyone had arrived at 7:40. Each of the 24 students was a genius of this era.
Perhaps it was because there were people from the five major countries in the training camp, and they were all very warm and kind to Ning Ze.
"Ningze, you really stood up to us today and beat those guys in India by 50 billion. This is an unprecedented event in the training camp!"
A handsome young man in his mid-twenties said with a smile.
"Senior Brother Lou, I actually just wanted to teach them a lesson. They wanted to gamble with me." Ning Ze replied humbly.
"Hahaha!"
The crowd laughed loudly.
Ning Ze recognized them one by one, with Zhao Ruo next to him as the perfect introducer.
Finally, he came to a tall and thin young man with a calm expression and confident eyes.
"This is the top-ranked senior in our training camp, Zheng Che! He comes from Qinghai District in the northwest base city." Zhao Ruo introduced solemnly.
"Senior Brother Zheng."
"Junior Brother Ning."
With a faint smile on his lips, Zheng Che kept looking over Ning Ze's body. From the outside, he seemed relieved, but when he thought of Ning Ze's achievements, his heart was filled with endless pressure.
He made the most progress when he first came to the training camp. What was once imperfect became perfect under various guidance. Ning Ze can now beat Tia. Once he improves rapidly, he may even surpass him!
After a brief introduction, the banquet officially began.
Everyone toasted to celebrate, but Ning Ze's eyes were a little tangled because he was holding a glass of wine in his hand.
He is no stranger to wine. He drank it when he was six years old. Thanks to Ning Hua, his memories are not very good.
The atmosphere was warm, and Ning Ze could only force a smile and drink the glass of wine. After one glass, he felt slightly uncomfortable.
one hour later.
Everyone came to Ning Ze to drink... He was not used to it and drank so much. He felt light and dizzy in his mind.
"Sister, when can we leave?"
Zhao Ruo's face smelled of red wine, "Let's go, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave now, the most important program hasn't started yet!"
"The most important program?" Ning Ze felt a little strange, "What other important programs are there?"
Zhao Ruo's eyes wandered around, looking at a young man walking over, and she pursed her lips, "Look, isn't this coming? He is a little stronger than Senior Brother Shi Jiang, and he is now among the top five in the training camp!"
Ning Ze looked back and saw a tall young man with a face as carved as an ax and a chisel walking over.
"Ning Ze!"
The voice is very hearty and makes people feel good.
"Senior Brother Chu Qiang." Ning Ze greeted with a smile.
Zhao Ruo smiled and said, "I didn't expect that senior brother would be the first one to come over. Could it be that you agreed?"
Ning Ze became even more curious.
Chu Qiang laughed and said boldly: "I am a man who is responsible for protecting our home and country. Although it is the same everywhere, I prefer to be more direct."
Zhao Ruo shrugged and said he could accept it. There were many choices for warriors, and he could accept joining any one.
Chu Qiang turned his head and looked solemn, and said in a low voice: "I, the Chinese military, are very interested in you. I wonder if you are interested in joining the military?"
Ning Ze looked stunned. This was the first invitation he accepted. He refused without thinking, "I'm sorry, senior brother, I don't want to join any organization."
He did not forget that the Wang family had a background in the military region.
Hong is also from China!
The extreme martial arts gyms he established can be opened all over the country!
If he had to choose, he would choose the martial arts gym. The purpose of the martial arts gym is to practice, not to be trapped in those barriers.
"I also feel that junior brother is more suitable in a martial arts gym, come on."
Chu Qiang was not surprised. Every large organization has made indelible contributions. Jia Bujia's entry into the military is just a simple matter.
There is no moral kidnapping when it comes to choice, whether it is suitable for you, whether you like that kind of environment or not.
The status of the Extreme Martial Arts Gym is undisputed. Even if Hong chooses to be at the helm, it is a popular choice and it should be natural. However, what humans need are top experts. The nature of the organization is different. The Martial Arts Gym is purer and does not have so many trivial matters to focus on training.
That night, Ning Ze received five invitations.
One from the military and two from other organizations in China.
These three invitations alone proved that Ning Ze was right not to join the military.
As for the next two invitations to the HR Alliance, even if you don't mention them, he certainly won't choose to join.
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Returning to Jiangnan Pavilion, Ning Ze was lost in the lake. He found that his drinking capacity was a bit poor. He was so drunk that he didn't know what he had done. The whole night passed like this while he was half awake.
The next day, he went to the wilderness area to kill monsters according to the rules. He joined the training camp on the 29th, and today is the 30th. From now on, he can hunt monsters on even days of every month to earn achievement points.
This month is coming to an end, and there are only two days left, 30 and 31. To be fair, you can't hunt monsters on the 31st. If it's February, it's the 29th day when you can't go out.
He only has one chance to hunt monsters this month. The importance of record points is self-evident. It is related to the number of points and the ranking next month.
Ning Ze set out early in the morning, hunted monsters like crazy for a day, and finally came back with three large bags full of materials.
The only difference from before was that now he had to deal with the monster's corpse by himself. It was easier to deal with it with mental power, but he couldn't handle it many times. The ability of Universe Yuan to restore mental power was very poor, and he felt tired for the first time.
At 6:30 in the afternoon, he returned to Jiangnan Pavilion after selling the materials, and in his room an extremely beautiful woman was standing in the living room waiting for him.
She is tall, tall, and has a cold temperament. Her large breasts, curvy hips, and waistline all show the beauty of her curves. She is elegant and dignified in a purple training uniform, with a white peony flower fully blooming on her chest. And the scimitar in her hand makes her look mysterious and elegant.
Ning Ze subconsciously took a second look and asked, "Are you a mentor?" Such a familiar woman cannot be a student.
"My name is Jiang Fang." The woman in purple didn't speak, but she could still look at her. But when she opened her mouth, she felt like a knife!
cold! Domineering! Sharp!
Intimidating.
"For the next five years, I will be your direct teacher." Jiang Fang continued, "There are now a total of five students following me, and you are the sixth."
Ning Ze was a little silent, and he said thoughtfully: "Instructor, I am a swordsman. Did my information labeling be wrong? The requirement I filled in should be to major in swordsmanship and minor in swordsmanship."
"There is no mistake." Jiang Fang's voice was very cold. "I am not proficient in swordsmanship. It's just that your teacher couldn't teach you, so he recommended it to me. I'm a little interested in you."
Ning Ze was stunned for a moment. Is he so unpopular? Even a teacher who teaches swordsmanship is unwilling to teach him?
What he didn't know was that during the party last night, the teachers also had a small gathering, and Wu Hao started chasing Zhang Ran during the party.
Reason for pursuit: Zhang Ran revealed the secret of Wu Hao’s failure in the battle with the students, and Wu Hao became angry from shame.
The final result was that all the teachers who taught swordsmanship knew about Ning Ze, and you would know how embarrassing it would be to teach a student who might not be able to beat him.
The task was issued that night, and the teacher assigned to Ning Ze didn't sleep well all night. In the early morning, he started asking the teachers who practiced sword skills one by one. The process was very bumpy and he almost despaired. Fortunately, there was a bright future, and under Wu Hao's With encouragement, he found Jiang Fang.
He didn't expect that the female war goddess who he thought was the least likely to agree would actually agree.
"Okay teacher, my sword skills will not arrive until tomorrow. When will I learn from you in the future?" He happened to be planning to practice sword skills and give it a try. It would be best to have someone to teach him now.
Jiang Fang frowned, the sword technique won't arrive until tomorrow?
This is the headquarters of Extreme Martial Arts Gym
In the base city, what can be delivered within an hour?
She did not express her doubts, but looked at Ning Ze eagerly and said, "I came here this time just to test your strength, and then arrange the teaching tasks later."
"Come on, let's go to the training room and let me see what your current strength is. And...swordsmanship!"
After saying that, Jiang Fang walked towards the training room, her attitude was very domineering.
Ning Ze's eyelids twitched as he was arranged.
At the top of the stairs, Jiang Fangying turned around, frowning, and her temperament became even more serious.
"Why don't you leave?"
"Could it be that...you look down on me?"
When he said this, Jiang Fang's eyes flashed with cold light. Don't think that she is easy to bully because she is a woman! In her heart, she already wanted to teach Ning Ze a lesson, otherwise it would be difficult to teach him in the future!
"no."
Ning Ze hurriedly followed behind him. He just felt a little awkward studying with a female teacher. It felt weird.
In the training room.
Ning Ze and Jiang Fang stood opposite each other, one holding a knife and the other holding a sword.
Ning Ze had already adjusted his fighting state at this time. Although he had little experience fighting other women, as long as he started to fight, it would be gender-neutral, otherwise Ning Qianqian would not always think about defeating him.
"Come on! Attack with all your strength, let me see your strength!" Jiang Fang said coldly, and then slowly narrated, "I know how to use it and my strength and speed will not exceed yours!"
Ning Ze did not speak, but stood with his sword hanging with calm eyes. He held the hilt of the sword behind his back with his right hand. The long sword was placed straight on his back, with a silver-white blade exposed above his head.
Since it is a battle, it is natural to defeat the opponent. He is analyzing the strength, habits and fighting style that Teacher Jiang Fang may have.
His eyes swept over the tall and long legs. The calves were slender and had soft curves. This meant that the muscles were strong and well-balanced. They looked round and powerful. It was obvious that this teacher was very good at maneuvering, and his attack methods were mainly agile and sharp.
And that slightly relaxed stance is not a sign of relaxation, but a habit of fighting. This teacher has the ability to face sudden situations. Such a relaxed stance is also a trap. Her speed must be extremely fast, and she likes to defeat the enemy with thunderous momentum.
Jiang Fang frowned slightly and felt impatient in her heart. As a widow, she could be said to have had a rough life. From the moment her husband died saving her while hunting in the wilderness, she no longer paid attention to emotional problems and power disputes. .
She ignores feelings, but that doesn't mean she can't feel that kind of gaze. Ning Ze has only been here for a short time. I don't know that she also has a nickname called "Moon Witch". She can't be called a demon just by being fierce to monsters. …
Jiang Fang's eyes flashed with cold light again, and she tightened the scimitar in her right hand.
But what she didn't know was that Ning Ze saw this action and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The scimitar in hand is somewhat inwardly curled. The scimitar is not one, but two thin scimitars put together. There must have been two scimitars in normal times, but now they were held in one hand.
Ning Ze had a full understanding of the teacher's fighting habits and a strategy to deal with the enemy. He straightened the wrist of his right hand.
Behind him, the long sword above his head flashed with silver-white light. The sword tilted ninety degrees and was level with the ground, and the sword light drew a fleeting fan shape.
From Jiang Fang's perspective, the sword shadows were covered from the top of Ning Ze's head to the level of his hands, like a half-open peacock's tail.
At the moment when the sword light disappeared, Ning Ze suddenly jumped up and rushed forward. His hands were still behind his back, and his posture looked elegant and elegant.
Jiang Fang frowned and felt a sense of disgust in her heart. She thought Ning Ze was deliberately showing off in front of her. He looked good, but she would not be lenient.
A cold light flashed in her eyes, and the scimitar in Jiang Fang's hand turned and pointed forward. She was going to teach Ning Ze a lesson. The first thing she taught was to respect the teacher. It didn't take long, and her little thoughts were not as good as before. There are few other veteran students!
Ning Ze approached him with a smile on his lips. He was sure that they were indeed two handfuls.
Scimitar! After a pause, the long sword in his right hand was transferred to his left hand, which happened to be in the same position as Jiang Fang.
The long sword thrust out, the cold light was piercing.
Seeing this action, Jiang Fang felt strange and became wary. At the same time, she swung her sword towards the long sword.
"Ding!"
Jiang Fang knocked the long sword away with one blow. The next moment, she secretly thought something bad. The swords collided and bounced away. The tip of the sword actually rotated to her blade and had already stabbed her.
Ning Ze rotated his left arm in a half circle, pointed the tip of the sword directly at his throat and continued to thrust forward.
Jiang Fang stared at the long sword, turned back, and twitched her arm violently at the same time. The scimitar rotated slightly and slashed upward, like a half-moon rising.
But the next moment, she shouted in her heart that something was wrong. Ning Ze's swordsmanship was more dexterous than she thought. The long sword spun again, half a circle along the edge of the moon arc, but the direction of the sword tip was still her throat. .
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Jiang Fang's forehead, and she evaded her resistance with a twist of the sword. The move was so superb that she could only continue to retreat, and at the same time, she flicked her wrist to cut the long sword away.
At this time, she secretly regretted in her heart. She had known that this was not an ordinary student, and she should not have taught her as a new student. If she had two scimitars in hand at the same time, her attack with the scimitar could completely cover the front of her body, and she could directly use the long sword to Hold on, there's no need to compete in swordsmanship.
"Snapped!"
The sound of the collision between flesh and wall was very clear.
Jiang Fang reached the edge of the wall of the training room. Her back and buttocks slapped against the wall, unable to retreat. The wall felt a bit cold to the touch.
The scimitar was still in front of her, but a silver-white long sword passed through the center of the scimitar's circle, and the tip of the sword hovered at her throat.
At this moment, Jiang Fang stared blankly at the handsome face in front of him.
She came to test her strength, but was defeated by a student with one move. She resisted and struggled many times, but to no avail. It was the first time she felt so helpless, powerless, and even felt a little clumsy...
Ning Ze slowly withdrew the long sword, turned his wrist and pointed the sword tip downwards. He raised the sword and cupped his hand, "Teacher, give me permission." Unconsciously, he showed a smile, which was the expression after winning the battle with his sister. .
Jiang Fang felt particularly constrained under this smile. She put down the scimitar in her hand and hid it behind her back. She felt that it was a bit awkward to carry her hands behind her back, which was not in line with her temperament and style, so she held it in front again.
Looking left and right with evasive eyes, she raised her hand to straighten her hair on her forehead to cover up her embarrassment, "You are very strong. I will teach you sword skills tomorrow."
After saying that, he turned around and left. His words no longer had the domineering and fierceness before. His hurried departure even looked a little awkward, not as vigorous as before.
When she walked out of the training room, Jiang Fang's face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she was incredibly beautiful.
It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing.
It's a good test of her strength. If she doesn't trust her too much, she won't be able to win, but she can still hold on to a few moves. Now it's better, she's been forced into a corner by a student and killed with a sword!
