Chapter 11

Li Dingshi was a student in Class 9, Grade 3 of Qingshan No. 15 High School.

He knew early on that his aptitude was insufficient.

After the martial arts college entrance exam, the greatest possibility was to join the Lianbang Army.

Because only then would there be a possibility of breaking through to become a martial artist and continuing the martial arts path.

However, he did not expect that when there was not much time left before the martial arts college entrance exam.

Teacher Wen told them there was a special training.

It was very likely to let them make rapid progress, but it required stepping out of the base and might also have accidents.

Li Dingshi agreed immediately.

The reason was very simple, that Teacher Wen would certainly not harm them.

Secondly, if he didn't gamble, he would have no chance at all.

Holding such a nervous heart, Li Dingshi participated in this special training.

He did not expect the special training instructor to be Teacher Wen's husband.

And the most critical thing was that he was also a mentor at Nanjiang Martial Arts University.

"Lucky!"

This was Li Dingshi's first thought.

Although the afternoon's physical training was more tiring and difficult than imagined.

It felt like a kind of torture!

But he gritted his teeth and persisted.

After returning home, looking at the still dilapidated home.

His mother who had expectations for him, and his young brother.

He told himself in his heart that he could not give up.

As for the danger, he also chose to hide it.

He only told his mother that he was about to participate in the school's special training and might need a few days.

Second day of special training.

Out of the original twelve students, four chose to quit.

"This!"

Even Wen Zhiqiao's face did not look good.

Mainly because yesterday, Ning An only conducted some physical training.

It caused four students to quit!

Although Ning An's method yesterday was squeezing physical strength.

But it was a kind of extreme training, and it was like this before even stepping out of the base.

"Individuals have their own fate!"

"Besides, with only eight people left, it will be even easier."

Ning An said without caring.

The loss was these people's, not his!

He was even happy to be a bit more relaxed.

Principal Wu, who had been paying attention, was also even more heartbroken.

"These students don't know what they missed!!"

Perhaps these students don't understand the meaning of a martial arts university mentor now.

Thinking that even if they don't get into a martial arts university, they won't be worse than the other party!

However, only after graduation will they know that this might be the best opportunity they have ever come into contact with.

Hope these students won't regret it then.

For the second day's training, Ning An joined these students and sparred with them.

Ning An had been on the battlefield for so many years after all.

He still had a lot of research on combat skills.

Or rather, as long as it could improve strength, he would not miss it.

Teaching these students was too simple.

"The movements are too flashy and have no value at all."

"You must strike at vital points; there will be no mercy on the battlefield."

"If you want to get into a martial arts university, this is not enough!!"

Ning An spared no effort in hitting these eight students.

Wen Zhiqiao took the opportunity to observe from the side.

Wanting to learn, at least to have a better training plan for the new batch of students next year.

Compared to her husband's teaching, she seemed to be too relaxed.

No different from playing house!

However, she also knew that her ability was still too far behind her husband's.

Clearly, Ning An could easily control the physical state of every student.

This point was something she could not learn at least.

Don't look at Wen Zhiqiao being nearly thirty, but this batch of students was the first batch she led.

From the first year to the third year of high school, a total of three years!

She didn't have much experience at first, slowly improving according to some experience training in martial arts halls.

However, this was still too different from Ning An.

In just two days, not to mention anything else, the spirit and energy of many students had changed a lot.

This was clearly visible!

In the following days, Ning An became more intense every day than the day before.

For example, during the exercise process, he would strike directly.

If they didn't dodge in time, they had to start over.

This made many students miserable, but interestingly, no students chose to quit.

Originally, Ning An thought that among the eight students, someone would quit.

As a result, he found that they all persisted.

Especially one female student named Xue Lingci.

She looked thin and weak, and had the least blood-Qi among all students.

Even less than 400 blood-Qi, yet she supported herself.

Even Wen Zhiqiao was very surprised!

She did not expect that the student she was not very optimistic about had persisted.

You have to know that she knew every student in her family clearly.

Xue Lingci's family background was not very good, and there was only an old grandmother at home.

Her parents both died on the battlefield.

Although there were some subsidies, because neither of her parents was a martial artist.

The subsidy was not much!

Causing Xue Lingci to have to do some odd jobs to subsidize the family expenses.

This was the reason for the blood-Qi being less than 400.

In fact, Xue Lingci's aptitude might be a line better than other students.

This was Wen Zhiqiao's observation over three years.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed, and the eight students were reborn.

At least in terms of feeling, there was a clear change compared to a week ago.

Even Wen Zhiqiao felt a bit strange.

Clearly, they were the same people, but they gave her this feeling.

Actually, Ning An knew that this was more of a change in spirit and aura.

At least now the eight students looked a bit like martial artists.

In the next week, Ning An would lead them out of the base.

Special training alone was not enough; they needed stimulation between life and death.

Only under such circumstances could blood-Qi break through rapidly.