Shinto Dantei

For a moment, the eyes of many students were straightened. They stared at this world closely, and the emotions in their hearts could not be suppressed.

Is this going to be on-site teaching?

They looked at each other and could see each other's excitement.

If this is the case, then they really have to learn from it humbly.

Even powerful geniuses like Lian Wushuang, Zheng Qichu, and Fan Xinyan, who have the fourth level of ancient world, are at a loss as to how to create the corresponding imperial body.

As the screen on the light screen changed, dozens of boys and girls were seen practicing in the square of the small town, sweating like rain.

"drink!"

"drink!"

This group of teenagers are very young, all about eleven or twelve years old.

However, perseverance flashed across each of their faces.

"If you want to get ahead and let your family live a better life, the only way is to practice!"

In front of this group of teenagers, stood a middle-aged man with a calm expression, "In this world, fists are respected, and princes, generals, and generals are respected. As long as you practice hard, you will definitely be able to get rid of your current level in the future and go to the next level." Big city, big country!”

The group of teenagers were already working hard, but after hearing the middle-aged man's words, they practiced even harder.

"Our foundation is not as good as those of the children of princes and nobles, but we have to compete on the same level as them. Is this fair?"

The middle-aged man shouted loudly.

In the field, all the teenagers looked crazy and started practicing even harder.

"This is unfair! We don't have so many cultivation resources, and we don't have the guidance of strong people. We can only rely on ourselves and work ten times or a hundred times more than they do! Only in this way can we barely catch up with their footsteps! But, you Believe that God rewards hard work! As long as you work hard enough, God will not bury any talented and potential genius!"

The middle-aged man roared, and the sound of storm and thunder even sounded above his head.

Just when the practice was coming to an end, the youngest boy staggered and fell to the ground with a pale face.

The middle-aged man glanced at him with cold eyes and cut him out like a knife, "Zhang Cheng, it's you again. Every time you fail to persist to the end, your talent and physique are the worst among this group of people. , but you just don’t have the perseverance, how can you compete with those geniuses like this?”

The young man named Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth and tried desperately to stand up, but found that his hands and feet were weak and he had obviously reached his limit.

"Master Zhao, I..."

Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth and his face was as pale as paper.

He obviously wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he held back.

"Stand up for me. If you can't stand up, there is no need for me to teach you in the future!"

Master Zhao took a step forward and shouted angrily.

Zhang Cheng tried his best to stand up from the ground.

You can even see his exposed veins and his face that was somewhat deformed due to excessive exertion.

brush!

Qiao Ren stretched out his hand and the screen disappeared. He asked lightly, "After reading this, what do you want to say?"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't realize this was a problem before, and they were all looking down attentively.

Can the young man named Zhang Cheng get up from the ground?

"This Zhang Cheng's body is very tired and has reached its limit. I checked his muscle density and found that his muscles are always under high load and are extremely tight. This shows that he has never rested, or even In private, I am also working hard to train myself!”

At this time, Fan Xinyan spoke first.

"good."

Qiao Ren nodded, "Who else will be added?"

"I observed Zhang Cheng's physique and found that his physique was somewhat extraordinary, but he did not follow the path of physical training... I tried his perception of swords, guns, swords and halberds, and it was obviously not the same. When I tried flying knives and hidden weapons, I found that his perception is obviously much stronger. This is his natural trait and his own talent!”

Zheng Qichu stood up and smiled calmly, "Hidden weapon talent!"

Qiao Ren was obviously very satisfied with this answer.

Because this is exactly the answer he wants.

"So, if it were you, how would you help him awaken his imperial body?"

Qiao Ren smiled, his eyes full of inquiry.

"Naturally, we start with hidden weapons and help him create a powerful hidden weapon body. When he awakens the imperial body, his realm will naturally rise all the way to a level that ordinary people can't imagine. Of course, this is also a blessing to him. Talent, diligence and hard work are the greatest rewards.”

Lian Wushuang jumped up and rushed to answer.

None of the three answers were wrong, they were all correct.

However, Qiao Ren was not as satisfied as he imagined.

He thought for a moment and said, "Then, continue reading."

The scene shifts back to the small town.

Zhang Cheng tried his best but couldn't get up from the ground.

Because he knows that his talent is not good enough. Apart from going to class, he also spends a lot of time to train his body every day. He keeps exercising and beating. He works hard in private just to keep up with the progress of others, but No matter how hard he tried, the effect was minimal.

A look of disappointment flashed in Master Zhao's eyes, and he waved his hand, "Go down. From now on, you don't have to take my class anymore!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Cheng seemed to have fallen into an abyss instantly.

He gritted his teeth and said hoarsely, "Master Zhao, can you... give me another chance?"

Being shy and introverted by nature, he really didn't know how to explain it.

You can't say that you have been practicing hard in private, right?

You can't say that before going to class, you didn't sleep for three days and three nights, and you have been working hard to keep fit, right?

He didn't know how to say these words, and he couldn't say them.

However, Master Zhao did not give Zhang Cheng any time to explain and directly ordered people to drag him out.

In Master Zhao's opinion, for a guy with such poor talent, he failed to grasp the opportunities he gave him over and over again. There was really no need to waste time on him.

There are always a group of people in this world who are not talented enough.

No matter how hard you try, talent is just not enough.

For this group of people, the only thing you can do is not waste your time on them!

Therefore, Master Zhao is also very decisive in doing things.

Zhang Cheng fell to the ground, his face full of pain.

He waited for a long time before he managed to regain some of his strength.

As for the people practicing in the square, they had already dispersed.

Zhang Cheng's face was pale, and he dragged his tired steps towards home step by step.

boom!

As soon as I walked home, I heard a loud noise, as if the door was kicked open.

His pupils shrank and he rushed in quickly.

"Don't be so shameless. Hand over the Yuehua Medal. I can still give your family a way to survive. Otherwise, I will die!"

A fierce voice sounded immediately.