Huff, huff, huff!
The Qi rings swirl around like one's own breath, continuously drawing in a vast amount of pure spiritual Qi.
Focus and calm the mind.
Meditate.
Su Yue cannot waste this opportunity.
Undistracted.
...
The freshman assembly concluded.
The West Martial students dispersed, and the students from other schools who came to watch also boarded the buses returning to their schools.
This time, a prodigy rose in West Martial, and over the next four years, each martial arts academy didn't know how the winds would surge.
On the way back to East Martial, Wang Lu Feng's eyelids twitched constantly.
He always felt that something bad was going to happen.
Restless mind.
...
Governor's Mansion in Renqing Province.
Jiang Fuyan sat silently behind his desk, his face frighteningly livid.
On the guest sofa in Jiang Fuyan's office, two major generals sat upright.
They were from the Zhenqin Corps.
