Chapter 67 Sword Cultivator!
“Hundred soldiers.” Zhou Chengwei smiled meaningfully.
He seemed to have expected this.
Although the three avenue palaces of the human race are equally famous all over the world, in fact, they still have their own strengths.
In the Natural Dao Palace and the Seven Star Dao Palace, there are mostly traditional monks, and each of them has profound magical power.
But the Hundred Soldiers Dao Palace is a bit different. Although there are many traditional monks, the ones who really make this Dao Palace famous all over the world and compete with the other two Dao Palaces are those monks who entered the Tao through martial arts.
This is a Taoist palace with physical cultivation as its basic core technique, and it is deeply loved and respected by Wulinggen monks.
Xu Jun nodded solemnly and said: "Exactly, I don't have spiritual roots. If I enter the Tao through martial arts, I will naturally go to the Hundred Arms Tao Palace."
He looked very determined on the surface, but there was some expectation in his heart.
In fact, it makes no difference to him which Taoist palace he chooses.
He is not a serious warrior who specializes in physical training. He is a sword cultivator, a sword cultivator who focuses on the realm of swordsmanship.
However, for him now, studying elsewhere is not a good choice.
What about prestigious schools? What if you have better educational background and strength?
Does Seo Jun need these things?
unnecessary.
Where does his strength come from? Is there anyone who knows better than him?
What was extremely important to other students was... just floating clouds to him.
If Zhou Chengwei made him a generous offer that he couldn't refuse, Xu Jun would definitely be tempted.
However, a mere Open Heaven Pill and the promise of admission to the Natural Dao Palace...
Xu Jun really didn't take it seriously.
Don't forget, Principal Chen Hangru promised him that he would give him a Heaven-Opening Pill when he tried to open the sky.
Since no benefits were given, Xu Jun was naturally too lazy to move.
Therefore, he waited for Zhou Chengwei to continue to add more money. If the price was right, there was nothing that could not be negotiated.
Zhou Chengwei pondered for a moment and said, "Hey, sword cultivator..." He shook his head and stopped persuading.
Every accomplished swordsman has an iron heart. Once he makes up his mind, he will move forward without hesitation, no matter whether there is a mountain of swords or a sea of fire ahead.
I know it's impossible but do it, even though there are thousands of people going there.
This is sword cultivation.
Taking out a business card, Zhou Chengwei put it on the coffee table and said, "Student Xu, if you change your mind, you can contact me within one month before the college entrance examination."
After that, he said goodbye with a smile.
Xu Jun looked at the business card in his hand and remained silent.
He was reflecting on whether his performance just now was a little too much.
Also, are you, a teacher here to recruit people, so irresponsible?
If someone rejects you once, do you take it seriously?
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't we have to test each other a few times to understand each other's bottom line?
If you give me ten Kaitian Pills and ten Vein-Opening Pills, I will definitely obey.
Xu Jun felt that there must be some misunderstanding between himself and Teacher Zhou.
However, if they leave, what can he do?
It would be too embarrassing to catch up at this time.
Even though I am a big man, I still need face.
Just when Xu Jun felt a little regretful, Li Qiankun suddenly said: "Brother Xu, you are so awesome..."
"Ah, what?"
"You even refused the invitation from the Natural Dao Palace. This, this..." Li Qiankun no longer knew what to say.
Seeing that this guy was already a little incoherent and excited, Xu Jun was a little hard to understand.
This is my business, I'm not even excited, why are you excited?
Li Qiankun's hand shook for a moment, and finally stopped, and he asked: "Brother Xu, did you really reject Teacher Zhou because of the Baibing Dao Palace? You are a sword cultivator, and you can enter the Tao with a sword. Which Taoist school do you think? Palace, it’s okay.”
Xu Jun's face turned a little dark.
Yes, I am a sword cultivator, not one of those black guys who have become stupid through body training.
Even Li Qiankun knows this truth, but doesn’t Zhou Chengwei know it?
But he left anyway, without even trying, he just left decisively!
At this moment, Xu Jun felt inexplicably angry.
Since you look down on me, don't blame me. Picking up the water glass on the coffee table, Xu Jun drank it in one gulp, and then said: "I promised Teacher Liu Yang."
"Ah? Who?" Li Qiankun asked inexplicably.
Xu Jun said calmly: "Our head teacher of Class 3, I promised him that he would graduate from No. 3 Middle School."
Li Qiankun was speechless, feeling that the world suddenly became incomprehensible to him.
"Brother Xu, what you mean is... you promised your current teacher that you would graduate from No. 3 Middle School. So, you used Baibing as an excuse to refuse the recruitment of the First High School Affiliated to Natural Dao Palace?"
Xu Jun sat upright, with a solemn expression, and nodded heavily: "Yes."
Li Qiankun's lips trembled a few times and he stared at Xu Jun with a look that looked crazy.
After a long time, he slowly extended his thumb and said: "Cow."
…
…
An hour later, Xu Jun went home, ate, and washed up.
Then, his watch rang.
When he lowered his head, he saw a call from his head teacher, Liu Yang.
Xu Jun was slightly startled. Did this news spread so quickly?
After connecting to the video request, I saw the familiar face of Teacher Liu.
However, Liu Yang was obviously a little excited at this time. He said loudly: "Xu Jun, good job."
"Snapped."
The video hangs up.
Xu Jun was in a daze, what kind of magic operation was this?
Is Teacher Liu crazy?
3 Middle School, Principal’s Office.
The three principals met at this time.
Liang Hongwei said solemnly: "Xu Jun, this kid, is affectionate and righteous. For a promise, he actually refused such an opportunity. We must not ignore it."
Li Yingchun also nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, people go to higher places and water flows to lower places. Once the children in the past encountered such an opportunity, they would leave even if they had to lose money."
Liang Hongwei added: "We must reward such students heavily, and we must let others know that although we cannot provide that kind of quality teaching, our emphasis on talents will never be worse than theirs."
Chen Hangru nodded slowly and said, "Yes, we must be rewarded heavily."
The First High School Affiliated to Natural Dao Palace in Tianxia City wanted to recruit Xu Jun, but Xu Jun refused.
Because Xu Jun promised to graduate from No. 3 Middle School.
As soon as this incident came out, it immediately caused an uproar in the local education system.
As long as Chen Hangru and the others are not stupid, they will know how to deal with it, which will be more beneficial to 3.
Soon, the three of them negotiated a preliminary reward plan.
"This matter is not just about our No. 3 Middle School. Xu Jun graduated from our No. 3 Middle School, and he is also the representative of Zixia City. Hehe, this time, we must extort some money." Li Yingchun said eagerly.
Chen Hangru smiled and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you to ask for benefits from the Education Bureau."
After saying that, he looked at Liang Hongwei who suddenly fell silent and said in surprise: "Old Liang, what's wrong with you?"
Liang Hongwei was startled, then laughed and said, "It's nothing, I just put myself into it."
"What?"
"I was just thinking about what I would do if this happened to me."
The other two people looked at each other, and gradually fell silent.
Chen Hangru picked up the report drafted by Liu Yang and said quietly: "Natural Dao Palace, Natural Dao Palace..."
In the City Lord's Mansion, Zhang Chunru saw the news in his director's office and let out a long sigh filled with emotion.
"Forget it, there's no need to contact Xu Jun. This kid values friendship, so let's help him and let him graduate from No. 3 Middle School."
At this moment, the entire city's education system knew that No. 3 Middle School was blessed with a good student who valued friendship and became a favorite in the city.
(End of chapter)