Early morning.

True Martial Arts Academy.

Chen Zhe didn't know what happened to Lin Yanyang and his party in the desert.

At this time, he was wearing a loose practice uniform, leading the students to carry out the morning class.

That's what he does every day now.

Standing at the forefront, Chen Zhe practiced a kind of boxing method he had created, called Zhenwuquan.

There is no superfluous role, only focusing on strengthening the body and cultivating vitality.

At this time, facing the morning glow, the warm sunlight is reflected all over the body.

The body moved, and the legs and feet swayed, and the feeling of being round and wishful made a group of little radish heads behind him who also followed him practice fascinated.

Combined with the breathing method of Qi Harvesting, there seemed to be a magical power that he absorbed from this morning light, integrated into his own soul power, and with the operation of his soul power, it flowed all over his limbs.

That was the power of the sun's purple qi.

A set of punches was quickly finished, and Chen Zhe turned his head and looked at the group of students behind him.

The oldest was fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest was only six or seven years old, and they were arranged in three rows from tall to short.

There are twenty-four in total, and they are the inner courtyard disciples selected by the True Martial Arts Academy today, and they are also the most talented people in the academy today.

Lu Deng and Jiang Ling are among them.

In the future, the members of the academy who will participate in the soul master competition will also be selected from among them.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and it is the same for running an academy.

Today's True Martial Arts Academy does not have the conditions to divide these students into grades according to age.

It is only as it is now, that all of them can be gathered together and taught and inculcated by him, the dean, himself.

After Chen Zhe finished his boxing technique, he stopped and watched the students continue to practice, and from time to time he pointed out and corrected their movements.

A morning class lasted for an hour, and as soon as the hour came, Chen Zhe stopped them.

The students all consciously stopped, and after saying goodbye to Chen Zhe one after another, they poured out of the martial arts arena.

They also have to deal with the chores assigned by the academy.

It's mostly small things like cleaning, carrying water and fertilizing.

These academies could have paid for someone to do it.

But Chen Zhe refused.

Because it's a good way to sharpen their minds.

From some small things in life, cultivate their patience and ability to act on their own.

And it doesn't take much time, and it doesn't delay their daily training.

This is also the difference between the True Martial Academy and other academies, Chen Zhe will not only focus on improving the strength of the students.

Rather, it is to cultivate students in many aspects.

Looking at the backs of the students who were staring at Chen Zhe and gradually moving away, Zhu Zhuqing stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Zhe came back to his senses, shook his head, and said, "I'm thinking about the real martial arts."

True martial arts was created by him these days, when he summed up his own conditions and summarized what he had learned.

The basic practice method is already complete, which is why he dares to take it out and teach it to his students.

But on top of the playing routine, I always feel that there are still flaws.

There is more than enough rigidity, and there is not enough softness.

It is not very in line with his earliest conception of the combination of yin and yang in true martial arts.

I always feel like something is missing, but I can't catch it.

After thinking for a while, Chen Zhe suddenly turned to Zhu Zhuqing and said, "In the near future, I will go to the Heavenly Blade Mountain Range to practice my fist technique with the hands of those soul beasts, and when I am not there, if there is an emergency, you will handle it for me for the time being."

Since you can't find a clue from yourself, let's use external forces.

It's a pity that he is too familiar with Dugu Bo, and he is not the kind of soul master who is just Meng, so he can't put pressure on himself in this regard, otherwise he might not run outside.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded when he heard this, and agreed: "I didn't ask

I can handle it."

Zhu Zhuqing's daily task now, in addition to the most important self-cultivation, is to act as a teacher to teach those students who have no foundation in martial arts, and to help Chen Zhe in addition to some daily things.

It's almost the equivalent of a secretary's position.

Busy, but also fulfilling.

This is the state of life of the two of them now, but Zhu Zhuqing unexpectedly likes this feeling, and he is in a very happy mood.

Just as Chen Zhe expected at the beginning, in this case, her soul power cultivation did not fall.

On the contrary, it is improving rapidly.

In less than a month, her strength had increased by one level again, and now she was level forty-seven.

Chen Zhe guessed that until Zhu Zhuqing completely absorbed the moon essence that had been accumulated in her body before, the speed of her strength progress would not slow down.

"Good!" Just do it, Chen Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out with Zhu Zhuqing: "I'll go to Senior Dugu and explain the security work of the academy."

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"Little San, clean up, starting tomorrow, we will leave the Gobi."

On the northwest desert, Tang Hao looked at the barrenness in front of him and said.

It was Tang San, who was training hard to wield the Haotian Hammer, to stop his movements and look at Tang Hao suspiciously, "What's wrong, father?"

Didn't you say that you would temporarily stay in this town and wait for the people of the Wuhun Hall to leave, and then go to the Killing Capital?

Hearing Tang San's words, Tang Hao turned his head and looked at Tang San with disappointed eyes, and said, "You shouldn't ask me what's wrong, but you should ask yourself, what's wrong with you these days?"

Tang San's face was pale when he heard this, and he silently put away the Haotian Hammer in his hand and returned to Tang Hao's side.

In the past few days, his state has really not been good, and his will has been depressed. In my mind, I always remember the words I heard in the small teahouse that day.

Chen Zhe is already there, which is actually not surprising, because as early as the time of the Soul Master Competition, Chen Zhe was already level fifty-eight.

It's just that he has been promoted by two levels in less than a year, and he is not unacceptable.

It's just that every time he thinks that himself, who is only two years younger than him, can only reach the fifty-first level of soul power cultivation, he feels a sense of disparity.

sighed infinitely in his heart, in order to make up for the overdraft of his body, he consumed energy, otherwise when he evolved into the Blue Silver Emperor, his strength could go further.

Even Tang San had a feeling that if it weren't for the Blue Silver Emperor's Fifth Soul Ring, the Blue Silver King of more than 80,000 years had added a little material, he might not have been able to reach the Soul King level.

After the awakening ceremony, Tang San could also intuitively feel the sluggish aura of the Blue Silver King.

Tang Hao's indifferent voice sounded again: "In this state, you enter the killing capital, there is only one way to die!"

Tang San's body was shocked.

Tang Hao's words continued: "The most important thing to survive in the Killing Capital is willpower, now that you are completely discouraged and depressed, how dare I take you to the Killing Capital?"

Saying that, Tang Hao also sighed slightly, and said, "It's also my father's fault, I didn't realize earlier that that kid's oppression of you would be so serious, and now it has become your obsession. I knew that when I was in Wuhun City, my father should have killed him directly!"

Tang San was silent, his eyes dark.

Since he was a child, he has always had his heart higher than the sky and his anger stronger than fire.

His modest appearance was not enough to hide his arrogance, but when his life was about to take off, a pillar of heaven higher than the sky appeared, which made his light dim.

How could he be willing?

Looking at Tang San's appearance now, it was difficult to mention the heart of resistance, Tang Hao was even more annoyed in his heart.

Tang San was his only hope now, and it was all the basis for him to plan the rebirth of Haotian Sect.

But how could such a Tang San be able to afford the responsibility of letting Haotian Sect be born?

I'm afraid that I will die before I get out of the school, and I am killing

Hung up directly in the capital of killing?

Tang Hao said, "Fortunately, everything is still in time. We should be grateful to that Lin Yanyang for reappearing in front of you, awakening your demons earlier, so that we can prepare well before you enter the Killing Capital."

"Otherwise, if this inner demon breaks out in the Killing Capital, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Tang Hao was deeply touched by this, and the Killing Capital was the best at these.

Saying that, Tang Hao actually laughed: "And it just so happens that because of the troubles of the Martial Spirit Palace, we took a detour to this town······

"In this way, I'm afraid that there is a providence in the dark! God is reminding us that we should get rid of our demons sooner rather than later!"

Listening to Tang Hao's arrogant words and feeling the deep killing intent in his words, Tang San's eyes trembled.

Father, this is what you want?

"Get rid of your demons!" Tang Hao's vicious voice came, Tang San's expression was shocked, and then without the slightest hesitation, he nodded heavily:

"I'm going to slash him!"

Tang San's eyes were fierce, and his killing intent was revealed.

He'd wanted to do that for a long time!

But for various reasons, he has always had to maintain that gentle and humble appearance.

He himself felt disgusting!

No, I'm not just doing this for myself, I'm doing harm for the people.

Tang San thought about it now, what those tea guests had said before was very clear.

Chen Zhe and his henchmen acted domineeringly, wreaking havoc in the northeast, causing turmoil in the hearts of the people, and people complained.

I am not here for personal grudges, but for the sake of eliminating harm for the people!

Tang San's handsome face regained its peace, and the murderous intent in his eyes was deeply hidden.

Looking to the east, that is where the legendary Chen Zhe's territory is located.

"We'll leave early tomorrow morning." Tang Hao looked at Tang San, who was refreshed, and finally showed a slight smile on his face, and said, "Go to the so-called Xuanming Sect!"

"Hahaha!"