chapter 39 The Martial Arts Academy is open! Choose to Instructor!

Time flew. It was already the day when the Martial Arts Academy was open. "Young Master." In the Deluxe Room, Little Fool looked at Acker who was getting up slowly, her little face full of worry. "Your injury..." "Do not worry." Acker sighed. He already felt some regret in his heart for telling her what happened the day before yesterday. "It's nothing serious." Although his injuries were not fatal, they were not minor either. Even though the Deluxe Room was a holy place for healing, it would be difficult for him to recover in one day. "Young Master..." Little Fool mustered up her courage. "Martial Arts Academy...can't we not go?" "Little Fool." Acker laughed. "When practicing Taoism, the most important thing to avoid is timidity. The only way to do this is to face difficulties. How can we retreat from them?" "But..." "Don't worry, with Prince Charles and Alfred here, that person doesn't dare to do anything to me. You can practice here with peace of mind..." She looked a little lonely. Acker touched her head and comforted her softly, "When I come back in a few days, I will take you to eat chicken legs!" "I don't want." For the first time, Little Fool lost interest in chicken drumsticks. "I just want the Young Master to be well." "Ok." Acker nodded. "I promise you." "Don't lie!" "Well, I'm not lying." Seeing Acker leave again, Little Fool’s eyes were blank, as if she had lost his soul. "Young Master..." After a while, she suddenly clenched her fists. "I must help you!" As she spoke, two invisible lights flashed through her eyes again... … Quirm Martial Academy. It opened every five years and only admitted the elites of the younger generation. Except for a few lucky ones who were picked up by Senior Sect, the rest were digested by the Quirm Dynasty. Some joined the court. Some went to the army. At the worst, he could be like James and become the City Lord of a small border town. From then on, he would have unlimited glory and no restrictions. It was precisely for this reason that for those young people who wanted to join the Senior Sect, or who wanted to hone themselves, or who wanted an opportunity to rise to prominence, the Martial Arts Academy was an unavoidable place. But the rules of the Martial Arts Academy were strict. Except for those with special backgrounds, everyone else who wanted to enter must rely on their true ability. Now, the silent Martial Arts Academy had become extremely lively. One to two hundred young people from various cities gathered together, either in groups or alone, making this Martial Arts Academy with a history of more than a hundred years full of vitality. "Good!" "Good..." not far away. The stooped, shabby old handyman was leaning on a broom, looking at so many young talents, smiling from ear to ear, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, like a blooming chrysanthemum. "They are all my Quirm's future!" Of course, a handyman like him. There were many more in the Martial Arts Academy, and no one cared about the mumblings of this dying old man. … Outside the Martial Arts Academy. Those watching the excitement crowded the several-foot-wide bluestone avenue. Envy, jealousy, longing in the eyes... To name a few. However, no one dared to actually go in and take a look. The Martial Arts Academy had its own rules. Non- Martial Arts Academy students who trespassed would be severely punished! When Acker arrived here. What he saw was such a scene of huge crowds of people. "..." He was speechless and forced his way in. "Let me..." "Let me go in!" Almost at the same time. An all too familiar voice reached his ears. It was the fat man! Unlike Acker, he didn't care about anything, and relied on his extremely tyrannical physique to run rampant, knocking the people around him staggering. "Damn fat man, what are you doing!" "Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze, squeeze your ass, are you squeezing to death?" "Damn fat man, I'm warning you, you made me anxious, don't blame me for being rude to you!" "..." His actions. Naturally, everyone yelled. "Hehe!" The fat man naturally didn't buy it. He straightened his bloated body and pushed his way straight to the front of the crowd. Then... He spotted Acker not far away. "Fat man." Acker said hello. "Meet again." "It's you!" The fat man's expression froze. "You...are not dead?" "Nonsense!" Acker’s face darkened. "Can you speak human language?" "You..." The fat man said cautiously, "You want to come to the Martial Arts Academy too?" "Of course!" Acker showed the jade token in his hand. "By the way, Fatty, you ran so fast that day! You almost killed me!" "You still have the nerve to mention it!" Speaking of which, the fat man was furious and exploded instantly. "You bastard...cough! Forget it, I won't argue with you anymore!" Half the story, he seemed to have thought of something and swallowed the rest of the words alive. Immediately afterward, as if he was avoiding Acker on purpose, he hurriedly entered the Martial Arts Academy after verifying the jade token with the guard. "Huh?" Acker frowned slightly. "This fat man has changed his temper?" According to his understanding of the fat man, this was a man who would not suffer any disadvantages. Normally, he would have to scold him for a long time. How could he give in like he did today? "Never mind." He didn't think much about it either. After handing the jade token to the guard for verification, he walked into the Martial Arts Academy under the envious eyes of everyone behind him. "Brother Griffin!" Just came in. He heard a warm greeting. "Brother Jacobs." Acker greeted him with a smile. Speaking of which, Ulmer was his only friend in the Royal Capital, and even in Quirm. "Where's Alfred?" "He..." Ulmer's expression suddenly became strange. "Ahem...I didn't let him come over." Thinking of what Alfred had repeatedly told him to stay away from Acker before leaving, he secretly shook his head. Alfred... Too much to worry about! What evil intentions could Brother Griffin have? "What’s wrong with you?" "No, it's nothing, Brother Griffin." Ulmer quickly changed the topic. "When you choose Instructors later, which one are you going to choose?" "Choose a Instructor?" Acker was a little surprised. His knowledge of the Martial Arts Academy was limited, and after arriving in the Royal Capital, first Yasuo and then Kiet, he naturally had no time to inquire about the rules of the Martial Arts Academy. "Yes." Ulmer explained patiently. "This is the rule set by Ancester back then. All students from the Martial Arts Academy are the future of Quirm, so naturally we should give them some power to choose! Of course, every Instructor also has the right to refuse! Students choose Instructor, and Instructor will pick students." "I see." Acker suddenly realized. "You say..." He suddenly laughed. "What would happen if I chose Instructor Yuill?" "Brother Griffin!" Ulmer's heart skipped a beat. "You...are not serious?" "Don’t worry." Acker patted his shoulder. "I'm just joking. Whichever Instructor I choose, it doesn't matter to me." In fact, he had no interest at all in the secret martial arts of the Martial Arts Academy. The only thing that made him excited was the generous treatment of the students of the Martial Arts Academy and the opportunity to compete with the geniuses of the ten countries' Martial Arts Academy. Far away. In a remote corner, looking at Acker and the people Acker was chatting and laughing with, the fat man looked erratic. He was already half sure. Acker was his disaster! Personal disaster. It started with people. Mysterious and unpredictable, unfathomable. This person might be an enemy, a friend, or even a completely unrelated person. What to do! His mind was racing. Stay away from him and never see him again? No, no! In this way, the meaning of overcoming the personal disaster by oneself would be gone. If he could not survive the personal disaster, his cultivation will never come back. As his opponent? This... he was afraid there was a high possibility that I would die in his hands! As his friend? But... even if he was so thick-skinned, he still couldn’t stand this bastard trying to trick him into death again and again! For a while, he sighed, extremely confused. "fatty." At this moment, an old voice came from beside him. It was the old handyman. He held the broom and stared at the fat man with a kind and smile on his face, and his words were even more thought-provoking. "Don't feel inferior." "Don't care about other people's opinions." “Remember, anyone’s ridicule will only serve as motivation for your growth!” "..." The corner of the fat man's mouth kept twitching. "Old man, what do you mean!" "Then..." The old man glanced at the fat man and sighed. "I'm also a fat man, so..." "Shut up!" The fat man finally reacted, and the flesh on his face trembled with anger. "Which of your eyes can see that I have low self-esteem? How do I behave needs your guidance. Sweep your land! Also, I call myself rich, not fat! You know nothing!" Finished, he glared at the old handyman and left angrily. "Well!" The old man shook his head. "The world is declining, and people's hearts are not as good as they used to be! Today's young people really have no etiquette at all..." … "Quiet!" While everyone was discussing in a lively manner, a majestic voice suddenly sounded. Very small at first. But when it reached everyone's ears, it was like thunder, shaking everyone's eardrums. Everyone's hearts trembled and they instantly became quiet. After a while, a dozen figures appeared in front of everyone from far to near. Although they did not deliberately show off their cultivation, the invisible power on their bodies alone brought a great sense of oppression to everyone! Among them, the auras of the three people at the front were the most terrifying! "These three." Ulmer quietly explained to Acker. "They are both vice deans of the Martial Arts Academy. The one in the middle wearing armor is Commander Zunino of the City Guards. He is a strict man and has won the trust of my father. The one on the left is Mr. White, whose strength is unfathomable. The one on the right is Mr. Ferguson, his origins are somewhat mysterious, but these two are both serving the royal family.” Of course, Acker didn't know. These three people. It was the three people who appeared outside the city when the monsters were rioting. "Vice deans?" He was a little confused. "Then...where's the dean?" "The director of the Martial Arts Academy is my great ancestor of Quirm and my great-grandfather." Ulmer looked in reverence. "It's just that he was invincible to the Ten Kingdoms decades ago. In order to seek a breakthrough, he traveled all over the world and has not returned yet. Speaking of which, I grew up listening to his legends since I was a child, but I have never seen him in person." Speaking of which, his expression was filled with regret. Acker didn't feel much. Invincible? Undefeated? What were you blowing? There was still a Demon Lord living in my mind. Although he was so evil, he did not clamor to be invincible all day long! Well... Talk about it. It has been a long time since he went to see him last time. "Hmm?" Just thinking about it. Acker suddenly felt a sharp gaze falling on him! Looking up, he found that Kiet was staring at him, with no cover of murderous intent in his eyes! "Those ones..." Acker’s expression also turned cold. "Those should be Instructors at the Martial Arts Academy ." "Yes." Ulmer didn't have Acker's spiritual sense, so he naturally didn't notice these abnormalities, and introduced them enthusiastically. "There are ten Instructors in total at the Martial Arts Academy ." "Kiet, the Seventh-level Realm of Spiritual Profound." "Geona Jiang, Fifth-level Realm of Spiritual Profound." "Ennio Cannon, the Seventh-level Realm of Spiritual Profound." "..." "Tadeo Hawkins." When talking about one of them, Ulmer’s eyes were a little fiery. "The Ninth-level Realm of Spiritual Profound is also the one with the highest cultivation level among many Instructors. Over the years, the students who chose him are the most! However, his requirements are too high, and the selection of people is only based on talent. Few people can stay with him. It’s so little, of course, with your talent and strength, Brother Griffin, I think he will be happy to accept it.” "As for this..." When the last person was introduced, his expression suddenly turned strange. Different from those people like Kiet. But this one had a face full of sorrow, standing far at the back, looking out of place compared to the other Instructors. "Brother Griffin." He suddenly swallowed and solemnly warned, "You can choose anyone later, but... don't choose him!"