"How unreasonable, how unreasonable!"

Leaving Wuda, the first army of Great Xia, and sitting in the car, the anger on Ban Qianshui's face never dissipated.

He is a real big man in the academic world, not to mention a scholar in the field of pharmacy, even if he is a scholar in other fields, he has to call him a class elder respectfully.

If the academic world is also divided into levels, he is simply the "martial saint" of the academic world.

But unexpectedly, he personally came to the door, hoping that the first army of Great Xia, Wuda, would be able to expel Wang Yan.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zehong, the principal of the First Military Martial Arts University in Great Xia, would refute his face for the sake of such a student.

What he didn't expect was that the initiator who beat his son would dare to threaten him in front of Zhang Zehong!

And Zhang Zehong turned a blind eye!

"Elder Ban, this Zhang Zehong is indeed a bit shameless."

The driver who was driving in the driver's seat also had a little displeasure on his face at this time: "You personally went to the door of a college principal to give him face, I didn't expect this Zhang Zehong to be shameless, in my opinion, you simply don't give this Zhang Zehong face, didn't you and the general soldier just have dinner a few days ago, and expelling a student is not just a matter of phone call."

"Originally, I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, because a student is really making a big fuss about disturbing a general soldier who has a lot of opportunities."

Ban Qianshui nodded angrily: "However, since Zhang Zehong doesn't give the old man this face, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" I want to see what else Zhang Zehong can do if this matter goes to the general soldier!"

Furious back home, Ban Qian got off the car and went straight to the landline phone in the house.

The Chief Soldier is a man who has all kinds of opportunities, and his phone calls are not something that anyone can call if he wants.

Every phone call must be kept the strictest confidentiality.

Therefore, anyone who wants to talk to the general army will not work with the help of a mobile phone, and can only talk through a landline with higher security.

That is to say, Ban Qianshui has a special identity, and there is a landline computer installed in the house that can go directly to the office of the general army.

It's just that after picking up the phone, Ban Qianshui calmed down.

After hesitating for a long time, I finally put the phone down.

"Young and promising......

He recalled the young man's expression and movements in the daytime, although he was still immature, but he had a rare and rare demeanor.

This young man has a bright future, and the future will not be a thing in the pool!

And once he gets through this phone call, the result that the young man is about to face is probably only one.

That is to be expelled.

If this young man is expelled just because of his son's flesh wounds, it will ruin the good future of a martial artist.

Ban Qianshui thinks that he can't do it.

As an important weapon of the country, his pattern and mind do not allow him to strangle a teenager who may become a pillar of the country in the future because of some family matters.

"That's it, it's just a young impulse, and I can't ruin this boy's future for this."

After pondering for a long time, Ban Qianshui finally put down the phone.

"But that can't be the case."

Although his pattern does not allow him to ruin the martial arts future of a genius boy, it does not mean that he has exposed this matter.

"If I don't stumble that kid on the way to martial arts, I'll make a trap for that kid in my own domain."

Ban Qianshui thought for a moment, and laughed: "Didn't this kid join Lao Yang's laboratory? Then I'll give this kid a little shock, so that this kid understands how miserable it is to offend a leading scholar in the academic world!"

"Don't want to mix in the academic world in the future, let's practice his martial arts honestly!"

……

I have to say that the effect after cleaning up that Banyu is excellent.

Since the meal was cleaned up, Ban Yu has taken a week's vacation in a row.

When I got back to the lab, there was no more

The previous arrogance.

Don't say that you will secretly stumble on Wang Ember like before.

He didn't even dare to look at Wang Yan.

Every time I saw Wang Yan in the laboratory, it was like seeing a cat and a mouse, and I turned around and left.

He didn't even dare to look at Wang Yan.

He was really scared.

After being cleaned up by Wang Ember that time, he was so angry that he immediately found his father, hoping that this Taishan Beidou in the academic world could make Wang Ember end up being expelled from the first army of Great Xia.

Take a bad breath for yourself.

Unexpectedly, what he was waiting for was not the news of Wang Yan's expulsion.

On the contrary, it was his father who called and gave himself a serious warning.

Let him not provoke Wang Yan during this time.

At this moment, Ban Yu was dumbfounded.

Could it be that the background behind Wang Yan is more powerful than his father?

Ban Yu's misunderstanding, Wang Yan naturally didn't know.

Without the harassment of this class, Wang Yan has been very comfortable these days.

I go to class every day, and if I have time after class, I go to the laboratory to do experiments with Professor Yang.

I go to Xia Hongzhen every other day to practice calligraphy.

The schedule is very fulfilling.

At night, he continues to hunt zombies in the dream world.

Unconsciously, the second month of entering the First Army of Great Xia had passed.

……

"You're almost done with your handwriting."

It's already November, and the temperature is getting colder.

In the dilapidated alleys that were originally green everywhere, the green gradually showed some signs of grayness.

Wang Yan was still holding a pen and dipping it in ink in Xia Hongzhen's small courtyard, and he was seriously writing calligraphy one by one.

Xia Hongzhen carried a wine jug, poured wine into his mouth, and watched Wang Yan write, nodding again and again.

In the corner of the small courtyard, there are three wooden baskets, and in the baskets are stacks of snow-white rice paper, which is the result of Wang Yan's more than a month of time with Xia Hongzhen.

At this time, when Wang Yan picked up the pen, the handwriting on the paper was already like a marching array, and the stroke was like a battle flag hunting, and it was like a forest of spearmen, which had an amazing charm in it.

Xia Hongzhen, who was watching on the side, nodded again and again.

"It's worthy of being a genius who can comprehend the will of martial arts, it's only been more than a month, and it's really beyond my expectations that you can make such great progress."

Xia Hongzhen is indeed not exaggerating.

Whether it was the scene when Wang Ember entered the "immersion state" on the first day, or the fact that Wang Ember was able to make such great progress in the past month or so, Xia Hongzhen, who was also known as a peerless genius decades ago, was surprised.

"But why do I feel like I'm not making much progress?"

Putting down the brush in his hand, Wang Yan slowly exhaled a breath of white air.

There was a little doubt on his face.

Xia Hongzhen didn't lie to him.

After practicing calligraphy for a month and a half, although he has not used the sword a few times, he feels that his kendo attainments have not decreased but increased.

Even the sword intent in his body loosened somewhat.

It's just that it's just loosened.

The sword intent in his body was reduced a little by that sword intent except for the fight with Xia Hongzhen that day, and there was no relief at all.

"It's just not a lot of progress."

Xia Hongzhen smiled, glanced at Wang Yan, raised his head and poured the last sip of wine in the jug into his stomach, let out a pleasant "ha" sound, and threw the flask away.

"Your kid's swordsmanship, although it has reached the threshold of entry, is still far from truly stepping into it."

Xia Hongzhen wiped a handful of wine stains from the corner of his mouth: "If it is so easy to step in, there will not be so many grandmaster martial artists who will always stay at the point of entering the hall."

"For more than a month, you've only barely got started."

He said lightly, "As I said, if you want to practice the true way of the sword, you need to be tempered between life and death before you can truly comprehend it."

"From today onwards, you don't have to come to me to practice calligraphy again."

He held out his hand to Wang Ash, "Bring your student card."

"Student card? What are you doing with my student card?"

Wang Yan looked puzzled, but still obediently handed the student card to Xia Hongzhen.

"You'll know in two days."

He took Wang Yan's student card, smiled, took out an instrument similar to a pos machine from his pocket, swiped it on the machine, and returned the student card to Wang Yan with a "drop" sound: "Okay, I will arrange something for you to do in two days, you can find an activity to do first when you are free."

"That's right."

At the end, Xia Hongzhen added: "If you have nothing to do in the past two days, you can go and break through the Nine Dragons Gate."

"Nine Dragon Gate? What is it? What's the use?"

Wang Yan had never heard of this thing at all.

"Nine Dragon Gate, as the name suggests, is the Dragon Gate."

Xia Hongzhen casually explained: "If you break through the Nine Dragon Gates, you can leap into a dragon, and the Nine Dragon Gates are taken from this meaning. Didn't you defeat a kid from Yuheng Wuda who was on the Yuheng list a while ago? How do you think the rankings of the various universities are arranged?"

"Is it ranked according to the results of the Dragon Gate?"

Wang Yan was a little stunned, but not too interested: "What do those false names mean to me? What I need now is to hone my swordsmanship, not fight for fame."

"Of course, the false name is not important, but what about the will of the Martial Saint in the Nine Dragons Gate?"

Xia Hongzhen's next faint sentence made Wang Yan's eyes, which he didn't care much about, suddenly light up: "Martial Saint Will? In that Nine Dragons Gate, there is a Martial Saint Will?"

"To be precise, it is a holographic immersive projection technology to simulate the combat posture of several martial saints, and at the same time get a trace of the charm of martial saints."

Seeing Wang Yan's eyes that lit up all of a sudden, Xia Hongzhen smiled and said: "Don't underestimate the Martial Saint projection, even if there is only a trace of the true charm of the Martial Saint, not everyone can deal with it, if you want to try to break through the Dragon Gate, you can first go to the school's Dengwu Building, where is the martial arts practice meditation room, there is also the existence of the whole system of realistic projections, among which there is also a Martial Saint projection, but it lacks that trace of the true meaning of the Martial Saint."

"Of course, the simulated projection of the Martial Saint in the Martial Arts Tower costs a lot, so you should inquire clearly before you go."

He added.