For those students who are late,

Unless they had some adventures, it was almost impossible for them to catch up with the rest of their classmates.

This is their punishment for not following the rules of Pengwu.

But again,

This also illustrates the cruelty of martial arts.

No matter which instructor teaches students, the phrase "warriors must fight" is a mantra.

It's not that they're verbose.

Really, the resources of Azure Star are too scarce.

If it is divided, it will not be enough at all.

You can only fight.

Win up, lose down.

It's fair, but it's also cruel.

Of course, if the local tyrant in the family is the one, he will directly take out one and a half million to buy the breakthrough pill.

You can also catch up with other freshmen.

But this does not negate the martial arts environment in which martial artists must fight.

Because birth is also a resource.

……

An hour later,

"Joan, do you want us to wait for you?"

Xiang Fusheng and Hu Ze got their student IDs and exchanged their points.

Looking at Joan behind her.

"No need, Fusheng, you take Hu Ze to his mentor as soon as possible. If he wants to participate in the special training class, he needs to break through to the martial arts as soon as possible. ”

Joan said.

"Okay, then we'll be in touch later."

"Joan, goodbye."

Xiang Fusheng and Hu Ze left.

Joan walked to the front of the desk in the back office.

Stared at the old man in front of him with his head bowed and sorting out the list.

Yes, it's the old man.

Joan is now 18 years old, and his father, Qiao Tian, would be about 42 years old if he hadn't died.

And Mentor Guan Shan, as a new student of the same class of demon martial arts as Qiao Tian.

His age should also be around forty years old.

For a warrior, he is forty years old, but he has just entered the prime of life.

Like some female martial artists who are stationed and have skills, such as Mentor Ning Yanyu, who is close to the age of forty, she looks even about the same as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Therefore, Qiao An never expected that Tutor Guan Shan, who was in his forties, looked like an ordinary person in his seventies.

The crumpled skin on her neck and the age spots on her hands made Joan feel a sense of confusion.

If it weren't for the fact that on his clothes, there was an identity plate that read [Mentor Guan Shan].

Qiao An was absolutely unable to connect the Guan Shan Mentor in the Six-Rank Martial Artist Realm with the old man in front of him.

"Knock, knock!"

At this time, the sound of a gentle knock on the table suddenly sounded in Qiao An's ears.

The voice was soft, but it kept echoing in his head.

Obviously, the person who knocked on the table used the skills of sonic warfare.

"Hello, Mentor Guan Shan. I'm Joan! ”

Joan woke up suddenly, remembering the purpose of her coming today.

"Knock, knock!"

The old man didn't look up, but his hand was pointing to the side.

There, there is an A4 piece of paper.

It reads:

"I can't speak, but I have a very good ear, and I can just say something."

Looking at the not-so-beautiful words on the paper, Qiao An suddenly felt a little sour in her heart for some reason.

"Mentor Guan Shan, do you remember Qiao Tian!"

Qiao An looked at Guan Shan and said word by word.

Squeak –

Guan Shan, who had been keeping his head down, raised his head suddenly.

Suddenly, the face of an old man full of wrinkles and cloudy eyes appeared in Qiao An's field of vision.

However, at this time, the old man's cloudy eyes kept flashing with light.

It's like a pearl that has been dusted for a long time, trying to break through the dust and want to bloom with dazzling light.

But in the end, the light in the old man's eyes dimmed, and he regained his turbidity again.

"You're Joan?"

Guan Shan wrote with a pen on a blank piece of paper.

"It's me!"

Seeing the words on the paper, Joan was excited.

Brush Brush Brush –

Guan Shan quickly wrote a sentence on the paper.

Then handed it to Joan.

The paper read, 'This morning, all business is suspended!' ’

Joan picked up the paper and was about to stick it outside the door.

The freshmen in the back queue, especially the freshmen who were a few years behind Qiao An, saw the content on the paper, and their faces changed.

One by one, there was a sudden uproar.

Knock –

At this moment,

A crisp knock on the table sounded suddenly.

The voice is soft.

But in this gentle voice, there is a monstrous power of qi and blood.

Joan suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing behind her.

Call......

The next moment, all the freshmen except Joan had their faces changed drastically, and their bodies flew out of the logistics department in an uncontrollable air.

Fell on the bluestone floor outside.

However, none of the new students were injured.

Obviously, the person who knocks on the table has reached the point of controlling his power.

At this time, the freshmen finally remembered that the Guan Shan tutor of the logistics department was a six-rank martial artist.

The faces of the freshmen changed drastically, and many of them had cold sweat on their faces.

Joan was also dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that a Guan Shan was covered with age spots and looked like he was about to die.

Just knocking on the table, it has such a great power.

"Tutor Guan Shan, I'm sorry, I'll leave immediately."

One by one, the freshmen hurriedly apologized, and then left quickly, for fear of being noted down.

In less than a minute, there was no new student in the logistics department except Joan.

Joan recovered from the shock and posted the paper outside the door.

Close the door and return to Guan Shan.

"What do you want to ask?"

At this time, on the desk, a sheet had already been written.

"Guan Lao, I want to know, how did my father Qiao Tian die in the first place! Who is my father's murderer? ”

Jo Ann asked the biggest doubt in her mind.

"Can't tell!"

Guan Shan wrote on paper.

"Why, what can't be said, is it the abyss again?

What the hell is the abyss. ”

Seeing that she couldn't say three words, Qiao An only felt her blood surge.

The truth of his father's death is right in front of him, but he is too weak because of his strength. I didn't even have a chance to know.

"Yes and no."

Hearing Qiao An say the word 'abyss', Guan Shan raised his head slightly and glanced at Qiao An.

After a pause, he wrote the sentence on a piece of paper.

"Guan Lao, doesn't that mean you didn't say it."

Jo Ann was really confused.

"Wait for your three products."

Guan Shan wrote quickly this time.

"Three products, three products again!"

Joan was irritable. He forced himself to calm down and continued to ask: "The matter of the abyss, don't talk about it for the time being.

Does my father's death have anything to do with the Demon Capital Wuda? ”

Qiao An heard her mother say that the last destination she went to before her father died was the magic capital.

And Ning Yanyu also said that Mowu once held a memorial service for his father.

Obviously, his father died in the magic capital back then.

"I don't know."

This time, Guan Shan hesitated for a minute.

I wrote three words on a piece of paper.

But when he finished writing, he quickly erased it and wrote again:

"Not sure!"

Seeing the three words of uncertainty, Qiao Anxin had a nameless fire surging in his heart.

Sure enough, sure enough, my father's death was related to the demon capital Wuda.

Whether it's the previous 'don't know', or the newly written 'uncertain',

In Joan's opinion, it is equivalent to a relationship, but no evidence has been found.

If Guan Shan really thinks that it has nothing to do with Demon Martial Arts,

Then what he wrote, it must have been 'no'.

"Thank you, Mr. Guan."

Joan bowed deeply.

After he finished worshipping, he suddenly found that the Guanshan people had disappeared.

But on the table, there is an extra student ID and a note,

The note reads:

"After the Freshman Cup Yanguo Martial Arts Competition, come and see me once."