Martial Soul: Be a Saint

1In the face of the threat of Wang Yang's departure, Wu Hao was indifferent.    4

    

After leaving the Tianwu Academy, who knew who would threaten whom in the future? These kinds of big words would only scare a timid person, it was completely useless against someone like Wu Hao who had lived two lifetimes.    

    

This small episode was quickly forgotten by the crowd. This was because to them, it was a very heavy learning task, so they could no longer afford to worry about anything else.    

    

This batch of students was divided into a total of nine groups, and each group had around 30 people.    

    

The first goal that they set was to compete with each other. The duration of the competition was three months, and after three months, the group with the highest number of points would have the highest score, and the top three would have the opportunity to obtain a reward from the academy.    

    

This could also be considered Tianwu Academy's form of encouragement.    

    

The Tianwu Academy was very big, and there were over a hundred cultivation grounds.'s group, had a total of 30 people, all standing neatly on one of the training grounds.    

    

The young instructor, Zhou Wu, suddenly turned and looked at them with incomparable dignity.    

    

"All of you, listen carefully. I only have one rule, and that is to obey every order. Otherwise, run a hundred laps around this training field!"    

    

Zhou Wu's face turned serious, his voice became loud and clear, and without a doubt, his tone resonated across the entire training grounds, causing everyone to become serious.    

    

The points for each of you will belong to your team for the next three months. As your martial arts instructor, I do not wish for any of you to slow down your team.    

    

The moment he said that, everyone's expressions changed.    

    

Currently, the number of points was still zero. If there was an invert, it would become negative. How would one accumulate cultivation resources in the future?    

    

In the face of such an unusually rigorous question, they also attached great importance to it.    

    

However, they quickly discovered that the tragedy had only just begun.    

    

"Let's talk about the rules here. Next, all of you make your own moves and seal your own martial artists. The time limit is half an hour. Hurry up …"    

    

"Hua …"    

    

Sealing Martial Origin?    

    

What was he going to do?    

    

Everyone thought for a while but still couldn't come up with an answer. They just stood there in a daze, and not many people did as they were told.    

    

As a martial cultivators, what else could he do after sealing Wu Yuan?    

    

Once the Martial Origin Stage was sealed, it would be no different from an ordinary person.    

    

Just as everyone was in a daze, Wu Hao seemed to have seen through Zhou Wu's intentions, and laughed involuntarily. He took action first, using a special technique to temporarily seal the martial Yuan inside his body, preventing him from using it as he pleased.    

    

Gu Shiya, who was standing beside them, noticed their movements and immediately revealed an expression of inquiry. However, Wu Hao suddenly shouted out with a cold voice: "Everyone do as I say, if not, we will kick them out!"    

    

Right now, Wu Hao was the leader of this team, so all the members must listen to his orders.    

    

Hearing his order, the team members did as he commanded, despite their confusion. In less than a quarter of an hour, they had completed the mission.    

    

Seeing that, Zhou Wu nodded his head in satisfaction, and said in a clear voice: "Very good, in view of your obedience, I will represent the Academy and give each of you ten points each!"    

    

"Wow …"    

    

When everyone heard this, they immediately got ten points and became extremely excited.    

    

But, Zhou Wu looked at them who were so excited, a demonic look flashed past his eyes, and he suddenly laughed sinisterly without any warning.