Humans are devouring, drawing cards from all realms, starting with Yang Jian.

Chapter 27, Utmost Sincerity

The giant, dark purple jellyfish king lay sprawled on the beach, its umbrella-shaped canopy covered with crisscrossing knife marks.

Jiang Fang slowly emerged from the poisonous fog, her twin swords sheathed.

Her gaze remained calm and composed, but one could sense something unusual about her from the occasional glances she gave to the figure holding the gun.

His marksmanship wasn't just marksmanship, it was also knife skills.

Although Jiang Fang was fighting the Venomous Jellyfish King, she focused most of her attention on Jiang Ming.

There are probably no more than a hundred people in the world who possess such a high level of weaponry skill.

Even less.

The vast majority of them are planetary level, and they are usually rarely seen.

It's extremely difficult to witness a master of artistic conception making a move.

Even though Jiang Fang is an elite training camp teacher and knows one or two councilors at the realm of artistic conception, it is extremely difficult for her to see them make a move.

Jiang Fang was thrilled; she had gained some insights from Jiang Ming's marksmanship.

If Jiang Ming were to guide me, would I have a chance to enter the realm of artistic conception?

Thinking of this, Jiang Fang could no longer suppress her restless heart.

The battle was over, and most of the Beast General-level monsters had been killed by the trainees. Only a small number of Beast Soldier-level monsters were still struggling under the soldiers' encirclement.

However, these things are no longer of much concern to the trainees of the elite training camp.

Jiang Ming was sitting cross-legged next to a clean rock, waiting to gather.

This battle didn't take much to Jiang Ming's liking, but it was his first experience of a brutal war between humans and monsters.

I also felt a bit emotional.

Just then, a graceful figure approached, with an elegant figure, full breasts, a pert bottom, and a slender waist.

"Teacher Jiang?"

Jiang Ming asked, puzzled. He wondered why Jiang Fang wanted to see him at this time.

At this moment, the students in the distance were also attracted by the commotion of the two and cast curious glances at them.

"Jiang Ming, you just used a spear technique at the Intent level, didn't you?"

Although Jiang Fang spoke in a questioning tone, her eyes were filled with absolute certainty.

"Yes."

Jiang Ming nodded.

Although she was already absolutely certain in her heart, Jiang Fang was still shaken when she heard Jiang Ming's clear reply.

After taking a deep breath, Jiang Fang seemed to have made up her mind.

"I notice a resemblance between your marksmanship and your swordsmanship. I suppose you must be a master swordsman. May I ask you for guidance on swordsmanship?"

The moment those words were spoken, the students who had been watching the two from a distance were stunned.

"What? Teacher Jiang wants to ask Jiang Ming for advice on swordsmanship?"

"Jiang Ming's marksmanship is actually at the Intent level? How is that possible???"

Although these students were not unsophisticated, almost none of them had ever seen a Grandmaster of the Art of Intent make a move, so even though they could see that Jiang Ming's spear technique was exquisite.

But no one expected that Jiang Ming's marksmanship would actually be at the realm of artistic conception.

Hearing Jiang Fang confirm this, they realized that even though they had always thought highly of Jiang Ming, they had underestimated this monster who had shaken the world overnight.

"Teacher Jiang, you flatter me. Although I am somewhat skilled in marksmanship, how could I possibly give you any pointers?"

Jiang Ming was also taken aback by Jiang Fang's words, and after realizing what she meant, he immediately refused.

He was supposed to be a student, so why is he now instructing the instructors at the elite training camp?

"Your spear technique shows strong traces of swordsmanship, and I also know a bit about the three-pointed double-edged spear. It's half spear and half sword, so you are a master of spear technique."

He would also be a master of swordsmanship!

"You are more than capable of guiding me, but I would be grateful if you could instruct me, sir."

Jiang Fang had hesitated before, but once she spoke, she completely let go of her reserve. Seeing that Jiang Ming refused, she immediately pleaded again, bowing deeply to him as she spoke.

Jiang Ming looked at the figure bowing down to him, a gesture of utmost sincerity from a martial artist.

He saw her loose strands of hair trembling slightly in the sea breeze, a sign of composure after letting go of all pride.

He also saw the almost stubborn sincerity contained in that bow.

Devotion to the Way of the Sword!

To see a higher view, she could set aside her dignity as a teacher, her reserve as an elder, and her pride as a high-ranking war god, and humbly ask a junior for guidance.

This sincerity is as heavy as a mountain and as pure as a knife.

Jiang Ming fell silent.

"Teacher Jiang, please rise."

Jiang Fang straightened up, her eyes showing no embarrassment, only bright anticipation.

Jiang Ming looked at her and said slowly.

"I do have some limited understanding of swordsmanship. If Teacher Jiang doesn't mind, we can... verify each other's knowledge."

Jiang Fang's devotion to the way of the sword moved Jiang Ming.

But it wasn't just Jiang Fang's piety that impressed Jiang Ming; it was also from Jiang Fang that Jiang Ming learned a great deal at that moment.

I learned about "honesty" and also learned from a true master that one must always maintain the heart of a student.

Furthermore, I learned about Confucius's noble heart when he traveled eastward and wished to take a seven-year-old child as his teacher.

Jiang Fang's eyes suddenly shone like stars.

Thank you!

In the distance, the trainees finally snapped out of their petrified state.

Whispers rose like a tide, and everyone's face was filled with shock, bewilderment, and the excitement of witnessing history.

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"Teacher Jiang, you actually asked a student for advice on swordsmanship..."

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"Jiang Ming actually agreed."

"Mutual confirmation... does that mean guidance?"

"Elite training camp students instructing their instructors on swordsmanship..."

"...I've never heard of this before." Li Yuanhao bent down to pick up the poison sac that had fallen to the ground; he had dropped it in his shock earlier. He smiled wryly and whispered to Zhou Qingxue.

"I now believe that some people are truly born to defy common sense."

Zhou Qingxue nodded gently, her gaze complex as she looked at Jiang Ming beside the reef.

"From today onwards, no one in the training camp will treat him like a newcomer."

Chen Feng swallowed hard and muttered to himself.

"It's not just the training camp... If this news gets out, the whole world will be shaken!"

They were right.

After news spread through various channels that Jiang Fang had asked Jiang Ming for advice on swordsmanship and that Jiang Ming possessed a spear technique at the realm of artistic conception, everyone and everything in the world who received this news was stunned.

It's difficult to discern a level of marksmanship from images alone, and the level of those trainees wasn't high enough to prove whether Jiang Ming had truly displayed a level of marksmanship.

But Jiang Fang is different.

Jiang Fang is also a very famous figure in the global war god circle.

Born into poverty during the most turbulent years of the Great Nirvana, she was truly blessed with a life full of hardship.

Her husband died saving her during a hunt in the wilderness.

From then on, Jiang Fang no longer cared about the struggles between various forces or matters of the heart, and devoted herself wholeheartedly to martial arts, achieving great success.

Jiang Fang, known as the "Moon Witch".

Those two curved swords were so skillfully crafted that many martial artists who disliked intrigue and conflict would be willing to become instructors at the Extreme Martial Arts Academy.

Jiang Fang has been in the elite training camp for nearly ten years, studying and practicing swordsmanship diligently, and her swordsmanship has reached a state of perfection.

Her willingness to humbly ask a student for advice speaks volumes.