Shocking Scrap Elementalist

Chapter 465
After all, some of the students who came to the academy were eleven or twelve-year-old children who had not yet become first-level fighters, and some were already first-class fighters and wanted to continue their studies.

Naturally, different abilities should be taught separately.

"Everyone come to rest today, and leave tomorrow." He Jiaqing waved his hand directly and ordered, "Those who have not yet become combat masters stand here, first-level combat masters..."

Following He Jiaqing's order, the people in the square were divided into two parts.

However, those teams that did not become warriors were different from the past.

In the past, the oldest one was only a 13-year-old boy and girl, but now there were more than a dozen adults standing there.

The freshman who was already a first-level fighter looked at him in surprise and murmured in his heart.

At such an age, he is not yet a first-class fighter, so what are you doing here?
If you exceed it and have not yet become a first-level fighter, isn't that a useless person?
Some of these are obviously almost thirty.

The eyes of those new first-level fighters were full of doubts, and even those freshmen in their early ten years who had not become first-level fighters were also puzzled.

Standing here and receiving everyone's attention is quite a test of psychological endurance.

Zou Mingjing tried his best to ignore those strange sizing eyes, pretending that he didn't care, but his tense body still revealed his nervousness.

Of course he was going to be nervous, if he didn't succeed in his studies, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for his country?
How can he be worthy of his own country?

Like Zou Mingjing, visitors from other "yellow" countries are equally nervous. After all, they can stand up and choose to go to Xuanhui. They come here with the hope of their own country and a patriotic heart.

The courage on their shoulders and the pressure on their hearts can be said to be moderate.

The only exception is Weihuang's people. Jian Derun is as usual, with a gentle and family-friendly smile on his face. He doesn't feel uncomfortable being looked at by others. He is as relaxed as if this is the imperial garden of his Weihuang palace.

As for Yun Hao... whoever can see any clues from his Bingshan face will really see a ghost.

Xingchen is even simpler. Except for his master and the people his master cares about, other people's emotional eyes, etc... have anything to do with him?
No matter what, He Jiaqing still assigned the task to everyone: "Come and gather tomorrow morning, and the teachers of the academy will send you to the place to practice. Remember, you must go all out!"

"Yes!" The freshmen agreed, and then they took the task and went back.

An Zixuan, the only one who was regarded as a first-level fighter, stopped He Jiaqing: "Teacher."

"What's the matter?" He Jiaqing knew An Zixuan, an elementalist, so his attitude towards her was naturally much better.

"It's such a teacher, we don't know how to cultivate soul power, how can we break through to the first level fighter, I don't know, can you tell us the basic method first?" An Zixuan asked with a smile.

He Jiaqing nodded: "I'm about to go back and get the exercises for you. These things are usually not available in the academy, and they are not sold outside. The teacher of the academy just wrote it out for you to learn."

"Thank you teacher." An Zixuan nodded.

After all, everyone in Xuanhui knows how to cultivate soul power fundamentally, but they are different.

After getting the basic skills, everyone went to An Zixuan's yard. After all, only An Zixuan and the others were allocated a separate courtyard, which was relatively quiet.

(End of this chapter)