24 hours of automatic hard training in martial arts, I will directly open and hang up

Why didn't Ning Chuan agree.

He really wants to be a teaching assistant at the Ancient Martial Arts Research Institute. Once he succeeds, Xie Lian will be able to use his means to make him get enough credit to inherit the Star Martial Arts!

Gritting his teeth, Wu Hanhai said: "Ning Chuan, I advise you to think carefully, we are all adults, don't lose your benefits just to be a hero!

Many people on the Heroes list are eyeing you!

It is in your best interest to trade with me.

With your current strength, it is absolutely impossible to keep your teaching assistant position at the Guwu Research Institute! "

"I do things without anyone asking."

Ning Chuan's attitude was indifferent.

Hearing this, Wu Hanhai's eyes turned cold, and he directly tore his face, threatening: "Ning Chuan, I will make a deal with you sincerely, if you don't agree, don't blame me for being polite first and then fighting!

The rules in Xinghe University are loose, and I have various methods to force you to hand over your teaching assistant position! "

Ning Chuan is his only chance!

It is too difficult to obtain a teaching assistant position at the Guwu Research Institute.

Even if his father is the vice president of the Martial Arts Academy.

Consent of a majority of the school board is required.

There are only two types of students who can become teaching assistants.

Either it is Tianjiao who ranks at the forefront of the heroes list, and his strength is terrifying!

Either he is very talented in repairing martial arts and is highly valued!

Either way, he couldn't compete.

"What is your method?"

Ning Chuan became interested and asked.

Wu Hanhai snorted coldly, without concealing it, and said: "My dad is the vice president of the Martial Arts Academy, as long as he wants you, it's easy to target you as a student.

When you are not bothered, you can only gamble with me and put the position of teaching assistant at the Guwu Research Institute on top! "

"So, the last step is to fight..."

Ning Chuan frowned slightly.

Of course, it wasn't because he was afraid of Wu Hanhai's methods.

Ning Chuan suddenly realized a problem.

Once he showed his dominance of thunder in the battle and showed his dominance-level combat power, absolutely no student would dare to covet his teaching assistant position.

Not to mention gambling with him.

Wu Hanhai alone was far from enough for his appetite.

He is now worth 3000 to [-] billion, an absolute rich man.

But the sense of urgency for lack of money is still strong.

Ning Chuan could imagine how staggering his expenses would be in the not-too-distant future.

The cultivation of divine weapons alone is a terrifying astronomical figure.

He only has thirteen magic weapons now.

Not much.

But his weapons and martial arts, as long as he reaches the perfect state, he can produce corresponding magical weapons.

The weapons and martial arts of Wanwu Pavilion are based on "ten thousand" as the unit!

"A chance to get rich, probably only this time, I have to plan carefully!"

Ning Chuan seriously told himself.

opposite.

Seeing Ning Chuan's expression, Wu Hanhai thought he had changed his mind, so he grinned and said, "If you trade with me, you will definitely not suffer a loss. After a few years, you will have the strength in the leaderboard, and the school board may be willing to trade with you again." A teaching assistant position for you!"

Xie Lian smiled faintly, and said, "At that time, there should be a vacancy for my project..."

The voice did not fall.

Ning Chuan interrupted him, and said coldly, "Don't you understand the language of the Federation, or do you not understand the meaning of the word stamp!"

Ning Chuan was not polite.

Xie Lian seemed to be just a middleman for the introduction, but inside and outside the words, he was favoring Wu Hanhai.

Ning Chuan was too lazy to flirt with him.

"you……"

Xie Lian slapped the table violently, with anger appearing on his face.

Since becoming a researcher, no teaching assistant has dared to treat him with this attitude.

Even if there is dissatisfaction in the heart, it must be carefully hidden.

The two stalemate for a moment.

Xie Lian opened the drawer, took out his seal, and sealed it firmly.

no way.

The teaching assistant of the Guwu Research Institute is appointed by the school board of directors and has no strict subordinate relationship with him.

He could neither force an order nor fire him.

At most, there is some room for manipulation in prehistoric martial arts.

"You take Assistant Professor Ning to choose a prehistoric martial art!"

Xie Lian's eyes were gloomy, and he ordered a male secretary, "Assistant Ning is just a rookie, his level is not enough, and he can't repair martial arts independently!

It would be too wasteful to hand over Wuyin with a high degree of integrity to him!

For the time being, it is only limited to Wuyin with a high degree of incompleteness, let Assistant Coach Ning practice first! "

As he said that, he looked at Ning Chuan, and said in an indifferent way: "Assistant Ning, what do you think of my decision? If you are not satisfied, go out and turn left to appeal to the school board!"

Ning Chuan took a deep look at him, did not speak, turned his face to the side, and said lightly to the secretary: "Lead the way."

He didn't even think about tinkering with martial arts.

But he doesn't want it, and others don't give it to him are two different concepts!

A group of three people left the office, walked through a common corridor, entered the elevator, and finally arrived at a warehouse on the third basement floor.

The style is similar to Wanwu Pavilion.

The display cabinets made of glass are neatly arranged, with a metal nameplate introducing martial arts information on the top, and the martial arts seal is placed among them.

"Assistant Ning, what type of martial arts do you want to improve?"

Xie Lian was dissatisfied with Ning Chuan, but the male secretary who was traveling with him was very polite and asked respectfully.

He can't afford to mess with researchers and teaching assistants.

"Knife technique."

Ning Chuan said casually.

He's not going to fix it, and it doesn't matter what kind of martial arts.

The male secretary pondered for a moment, then led Ning Chuan to a display cabinet, and asked, "Is this martial art acceptable?"

Ning Chuan glanced at the nameplate above.

【Name】: Eight Wonders Knife

[Rank]: Sky High Rank

[Incompleteness]: More than [-]%

[difficulty]: extremely high

[Content]: The specifics are unknown, but it can be generally inferred that it is good at weirdness, and it is difficult to defend against ordinary methods!

"Just the Eight Wonders Knife."

Ning Chuan looked away, took the martial seal handed by the secretary, and walked out of the Ancient Martial Arts Research Institute with Wang Ke.

Afterwards, get on Tang Qianjun's floating car, and then visit the campus.

Around three in the afternoon.

The tour is over.

Tang Qianjun sent Ning Chuan back to his residence at Xinghe University.

A luxurious apartment on the 900th floor of Guanxing Building.

One ladder, one household.

Inside the apartment.

Ning Chuan glanced left and right, then walked into the bedroom, and began to pass on martial arts.

"For the first one, choose the Nine Nether Thunder Saber!"

Lying on the bed, Ning Chuan took out the Wuyin seal and stuck it on his forehead.

More than an hour passed.

Intensive reminders sounded in my mind.

"Jiuyou Leidao noticed that the perception of Shanlei Zhan was similar, and began to absorb it, and the speed of cultivation skyrocketed!"

"Progress increased by 20%!"

"Jiuyou Leidao noticed that the perception of Rainstorm 36 Slash was similar, and began to absorb it, and the speed of cultivation skyrocketed!"

"Progress increased by 30%!"

……

After a while, the notification tone disappeared.

With a thought, Ning Chuan opened the system panel.

last column.

[Nine Nether Thunder Knife]: Attention to detail (progress 23%)

"Good luck!"

Ning Chuan grinned.

The power of the high-level martial arts in the subtle realm of the sky is already strong enough.

"continue!"

Ning Chuan flipped his left hand and took out Fengying Sanqian's martial seal.

It was more than an hour.

"Fengying Sanqian has been upgraded to Force Martial Arts, the upper limit has been increased, and the realm has been lowered to a certain extent!"

A beep sounded.

Ning Chuan opened his eyes, and there was a slight change in one column of the fluorescent interface in his sight.

[Three Thousand Winds and Shadows]: Expert (progress 10%)

"Um?!"

Ning Chuan was a little surprised.

He remembers it clearly.

When inheriting the full version of the five god-killing styles before, the realm was always reduced from perfection to subtlety.

"Could it be that the progress of Fengying Three Thousand Perfection Realm is high, and it has been offset?"

Ning Chuan speculated in his heart.