Chapter 488: Handover! Can I Get Your Autograph?

Xu Jingming learned of the commotion the video caused in the country through Eva.

But he didn't pay it much mind, instead training in the training room provided by the Fox Spirit Guild.

"The spear angle deviated by 0.5 degrees—hitting the head at this angle would require extra effort."

"Your steps must keep pace; in close combat, without coordinated footwork, your combat power drops by more than a factor of two!"

Xu Jingming was wreathed in lightning, a golden phantom darting and twisting through the training room, striking with his spear at intervals.

Eva's holographic projection, a green-haired girl with twin pigtails, floated midair.

She carefully observed every one of Xu Jingming's movements and offered corrections.

She possessed two hundred years of data from the Magic University and a vast database of psychics from the Second Civilization Era.

This allowed her to easily spot Xu Jingming's weaknesses and correct them.

"With you here, Eva, my progress has accelerated significantly."

After a long while, Xu Jingming finally stopped training, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and smiled.

"Of course."

Eva proudly puffed out her small chest:

"Once we return to Lei Ting Martial Arts Academy, with the more advanced training equipment, I can guide you even better!"

"Haha, then when we get back, I'll let you try again," Xu Jingming chuckled.

With Eva's guidance, training was indeed far more effective.

At that moment, Lin Hui's voice came from outside the training room:

"Captain, it's already past three. We should probably head out."

"Alright, I'm coming out right away."

Eva's holographic projection vanished; Xu Jingming stored the Flowing Cloud Golden Peak Spear in his space ring.

He rose and stepped out of the room, leaving with Lin Hui and the others.

The personnel sent by Lei Ting Martial Arts Academy headquarters to rebuild the branch arrived at the Chaos Triangle Zone at 3:30 p. m. today.

As the advance team, they were definitely required to meet them at the airport.

After Xu Jingming's group arrived at the airport,

they waited outside for nearly ten minutes before seeing the delegation arriving from Lei Ting Martial Arts Academy headquarters.

The delegation consisted of twenty people, including three Seventh-Stage Grand Masters and seven who were at least Sixth-Stage Mid-Level psychics.

The remaining ten were very young psychics, seemingly only in their early twenties.

Their ranks were merely Second-Stage and Third-Stage.

Unlike Xu Jingming's group, who had quietly arrived in the Chaos Triangle Zone, they all wore uniform combat suits bearing the Lei Ting Martial Arts Academy emblem.

On their backs was a massive blue lightning insignia, gleaming brilliantly under the sunlight.

It drew curious and astonished glances from many passersby.

"Student Xu, hello hello, I'm Feng Nian.

I am fully in charge of this handover of the Lei Ting Martial Arts Academy branch."

Upon meeting, the lead middle-aged man warmly greeted Xu Jingming.

"Hello," Xu Jingming smiled and nodded, shaking his hand.

Three Seventh-Stage Grand Masters, seven Sixth-Stage psychics.

Clearly, after the previous incident, the headquarters had sent a far stronger contingent.

Especially this Feng Nian—his aura was only slightly weaker than Professor Yang Zhentian of Magic University.

He appeared to be a Seventh-Stage Peak psychic.

"I heard earlier that you took on this S-Rank mission to Myanmar.

I never expected it involved a Seventh-Stage Master Zongshi and the Black Lion Guild, one of Myanmar's largest factions.

Even more surprising, you alone completed this mission.

The video of you defeating that Seventh-Stage Master Zongshi is currently spreading like wildfire within our academy!"

After reuniting, the group walked together toward the ruins of the Lei Ting Martial Arts Academy branch.

Along the way, Feng Nian spoke with a tone of awe.

"Just an ordinary Seventh-Stage Master Zongshi—not particularly strong in combat."

Xu Jingming replied with a smile.

"Student Xu, you're being too modest.

You defeated a Seventh-Stage Master Zongshi who killed our branch's own, meaning your cultivation base must be extraordinary—and yet you still overcame him.

In my view, even Wang Dong from your Elite Training Camp, who possesses an S-Rank psychic ability, probably isn't as strong in actual combat as you."

Feng Nian chuckled, then shifted topics:

"By the way, what happened to the Miao Pu people? Where are they detained?"

"The branch chief of the Fox Spirit Guild is on good terms with me—they're being held at their facility.

If you need them now, I can have them delivered immediately," Xu Jingming replied.

The Fox Spirit Guild compound wasn't far from the ruins of the Lei Ting branch; delivering them would take no more than a few minutes.

"No, no need—I was just asking."

Feng Nian shook his head, his previously smiling face turning slightly cold:

"According to headquarters' directive, all these people should be executed.

But not today—this afternoon, I'll send out invitations to all relevant factions.

I'll have them come tomorrow morning to witness the public execution."

Unlike Xu Jingming and the others who were here on a mission, Feng Nian had come to rebuild the martial hall's branch.

He was the future branch hall master, and having just arrived, he naturally had to establish his authority.

Xu Jingming wasn't too surprised by the headquarters' decision either, but simply reminded them:

"The people from Miaopu are just equivalent to hired thugs; the real commander should be the president of the Black Lion Guild."

"I understand that, but headquarters doesn't intend to deal with him for now."

Feng Nian shook his head. "Of course, we can still use this to demand a large sum of compensation from him."

A peak eighth-rank grandmaster — unless the three ninth-rank ability users of the martial hall step in, dealing with him would still be quite troublesome.

Besides, the entire Black Lion Guild's power is also very massive; it won't be easy to clean up right away.

"I see, understood." Xu Jingming nodded.

The group walked for another ten-plus minutes before finally arriving at the original site of the Lei Ting Martial Hall within the city.

"Truly a scene of everything waiting to be rebuilt."

Sweeping his gaze over the ruins before him, Feng Nian sighed in admiration, then turned to look at Xu Jingming:

"Student Xu, you've all worked hard during this period. Leave the subsequent reconstruction work to us.

If you're in a hurry to return to the country, you can hand Miaopu over to us when we meet and then leave.

If you're not in a rush, you can also wait until eight tomorrow morning and leave after the ceremony."

"Then let's leave after tomorrow's ceremony." After a moment of thought, Xu Jingming said slowly.

It was currently four in the afternoon; until eight tomorrow morning was only half a day — he still had that much time to spare.

Besides, only by personally seeing the Black Lion Guild deliver the supplies tomorrow could he return to the country with greater peace of mind.

"Alright, see you tomorrow then."

"See you tomorrow."

Nodding, Xu Jingming was just about to lead Lin Hui and the others away when he heard a voice sound from the side:

"Senior Brother Xu, could you wait a moment?"

Turning his head, the one who had spoken was a young woman in Feng Nian's group.

"What do you need?" Xu Jingming asked, puzzled.

"It's n-nothing."

Under Xu Jingming's attentive gaze, the young woman immediately became a bit flustered.

After quite a while, she calmed down somewhat, mustered her courage, and asked:

"Senior Brother Xu, I'm a student from the Elite Training Camp. Could I have your autograph?"

"My autograph?" Xu Jingming was somewhat surprised.

He had guessed these people might be students from the training camp, but he hadn't expected being called over to be for this reason.

"They're all students who took the mission to rebuild the martial hall branch and came here with me.

Even before boarding the plane, they were clamoring about wanting your autograph."

Feng Nian also said with a smile.

Ever since that video was transmitted back to Daxia, Xu Jingming could be said to be the most popular student in the entire Lei Ting Martial Hall!

Many ordinary students regarded him as their idol.

"I see."

After understanding, Xu Jingming didn't refuse either: "Alright, where would you like me to sign?"

"That's great!"

The young woman's face lit up with joy, and she hurriedly carefully took out a photo from her bosom. "Senior Brother Xu, just sign right here."

On the photo was a candid shot of Xu Jingming activating his Thunder Extreme State, his eyes blazing with Jin Guang, gripping his long spear as he fought Miaopu.

The entire photo was shot perfectly, fully showcasing Xu Jingming's formidable bearing.

They even prepared a photo?

Though surprised in his heart, Xu Jingming still signed his name on the photo with great fluidity, then departed together with Lin Hui and the others.