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  "Miss Hailin'er."

  Seeing Hailin walking towards her, Qin Qing slightly bowed and greeted her.

  Hailin had boosted morale on the front lines and made great contributions, so when she came of age, she would be awarded a title and become a noble. Any commoner below the rank of swordsman would have to bow upon seeing a noble.

  Hailin smiled and nodded, her smile filled with warmth and cuteness.

  Even Qin Qing, who had some understanding of Hailin before, couldn't help but wonder at this moment whether Hailin was really kind-hearted and naive, or if she was indeed full of demonic nature as the rumors said.

  "Wang Ting, my brave swordsman, it's great to see you here."

  Hailin walked forward with a sweet smile on her face.

  Everyone in the scene was filled with envy, jealousy and hatred when they saw Hailin smiling at Wang Ting. The fierce gaze fell on him, as if they couldn't wait to cut him into pieces.

  However, Wang Ting's reaction next made everyone want to flay him alive, break his bones and scatter his ashes.

  Nodded.

  Apart from this, Wang Ting made no other statement.

  This scene was not only stunning for the few people following behind Hailin, but also left Hailin herself stunned on the spot.

  However, Hailin was after all the daughter of an earl and a descendant of a marquis family. Born in such a family, her ability to control her emotions was not something ordinary people could imagine. She quickly adjusted herself, and a sweet smile reappeared on her face: "What's wrong, my brave swordsman Wang Ting? Are you still angry with me because of what happened a few days ago? If you really don't want to duel with Gong Sunzhu, I'll go talk to him and have him cancel the duel."

  Wang Ting saw through the young girl's true thoughts at a glance.

  "Go ahead and duel with a mid-tier swordsman, it's really quite boring."

  As soon as this sentence came out, not only Qin Qing, who was very familiar with Wang Ting, almost choked with rage, but also Hai Lin'er, who was usually extremely good at controlling her emotions, couldn't help but give him a white eye. As for the people next to Hai Lin'er, if they hadn't been unclear about what Miss Hai Lin'er wanted to do, they would have burst out laughing loudly and unscrupulously by now.

  Hailun was about to say something.

  But when she was about to speak again, she found that it seemed like they couldn't find a topic to talk about.

  It was she who just said cancel the duel, she can't make a fuss about this matter again.

  "It's not interesting."

  After a long pause, Hailin rolled her eyes and muttered to herself before waving her hand, seemingly too lazy to continue talking to Wang Ting: "Fighting Gong Sun Mo is an honor I grant you. Without my permission, don't even think about stopping mid-fight. If you do, I'll be very unhappy, and the consequences will be severe. Since you find fighting a mid-tier swordsman so boring, that just proves you can't even put a mid-tier swordsman in your eyes. Let's see how you perform then."

  Wang Ting did not nod, nor shake his head, and he didn't respond at all.

  His will would not be shaken by any external factors.

  "Jumping clown."

  It seems that Wang Ting's arrival has displeased Miss Hailun, and the woman following her let out a cold snort, casting him a condescending glance before turning around and leaving.

  "Is she trying to curry favor with the crowd? Unfortunately, Miss Hailin has seen this trick countless times, and what Miss Hailin dislikes the most is people who have no real ability but like to show off." Another maid, Fang Qi, said this. They were all attendants of Miss Hailin, and Miss Hailin's will basically represented their will. If Miss Hailin was unhappy, they would naturally become hostile towards the royal court.

  "Moreover, Miss Hailin's words should be heard clearly. This duel is not allowed to be stopped for any external reason, even if it means escaping the day before the duel and never returning to the Xuanzhong Advanced Swordsmanship Academy. I will personally help Miss Hailin catch those who run away. Believe me, Miss Hailin, as well as myself, we have the ability to do so..."

  After finishing speaking, the woman named Fang Qi directly turned around and followed Hailin away. The words she had just spoken were like a judge's verdict on a criminal, full of finality and leaving no room for doubt.

  "Wang Ting, if it were like this from the start, wouldn't it have been better to accept my proposal earlier?"

  Following Helian's lead, Li Mu said with some sympathy: "It's just a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, and there is no chance now. Oh, but there is still a chance, defeating Gong Sunmu, although it's fundamentally impossible, but Miss Opportunity has given us this chance, isn't it her blessing? As for failure... Hehe, when Gong Sunmu finds out that today's words made Miss Helian unhappy, I believe that if we really fail, he will know what to do."

  Don't say that.

  In fact, just because of last night's conflict between Wang Ting and Gong Sun, once he fails...

  On that life-and-death duel stage, if he failed, Gong Sun Zan would absolutely not let him leave the duel stage alive.

  ……

  "Wang Ting... just now... even if you wanted to attract Miss Hailin's attention, there was no need to do it this way. Now Miss Hailin is unhappy, and in effect, both sides have been offended. Sigh."

  Qin Qing watched as Hailin and the others left, her heart filled with anxiety. But she was just an ordinary commoner, whose family background and power couldn't even compare to that of the royal court. Her anxiety was useless, and in the end could only be expressed as a helpless sigh.

  "After all, he was too young and vigorous, eager to show off."

  "He actually offended Miss Haylin, neither side is pleasant, poor guy."

  "Haha, still wanting to act independently and attract Miss Hailin's attention with a big show, but this time it backfired, serves you right."

  "In two more days, it will be the day of the duel. When that day arrives, I must personally attend to see what kind of ability this newcomer has, who doesn't even put mid-tier swordsmen in his eyes."

  All sorts of comments rose from the crowd in the classroom.

  At this moment, the gaze they cast at Wang Ting was no longer filled with envy, jealousy and hatred as before, but instead was full of ridicule, pity and schadenfreude, as if being able to witness with their own eyes the misfortune of this guy who had just been a lucky person was something that brought them great joy and satisfaction.

  "Wang Ting..."

  Qin Qing couldn't help but let out a low cry at this scene.

  "Or I'll go back to the dormitory and rest first."

  In her heart, Wang Ting was just a sixteen-year-old boy, how could he bear such gossip?

  "What?"

  Wang Ting returned to his senses, seemingly completely unaware of what Qin Qing was in a hurry about.

  “……”

  "It doesn't matter."

  Shaking his head, Wang Ting swept a glance at everyone present, then looked in the direction where Hailin and others had disappeared, but didn't say anything.

  His expression was very calm.

  Hailin, Hailin's followers, Li Mu, Fang Qi, and everyone present, they all look down on him, what can he do? Must he give up himself and indulge in self-abandonment just because others look down on him? Must he be a nobody and have no achievements in the future just because others look down on him?

  Success depends on one's own efforts and hard work, rather than relying on others' charity.

  The duel with Gong Sun Zan is in two days!

  Two days later, he will use his own actions to prove it to everyone, shut up all the mouths, and make those who doubted what he just said utterly ashamed!

  It was as if he had just performed the Burial Sword Technique on the training grounds yesterday, dispelling all of Shi Ru Jian's doubts.

  Action speaks louder than words.

  ……

  All sorts of gossip didn't last long, with the arrival of the instructor, this matter temporarily rose above the paragraph.

  As for the possible repercussions behind the scenes, Wang Ting didn't want to care about it and wouldn't care about it. Even if outsiders spread these things all over the place, it wouldn't have any impact on him. He just needed to do what he was supposed to do and that would be enough.

  The mentor who teaches the way of the concentrated sword is also a high-ranking swordsman.

  A high-level martial artist cultivates his qi and blood into a powerful force, but it's not just about closing oneself off for bitter training. Generally, to cultivate this force, one needs special fist techniques or skills that complement each other. Moreover, the subtlety of these skills has a great impact on the intensity of the force condensed by the swordsman.

  Some swordsmen have cultivated their inner energy, but it is loose and scattered at the slightest touch. Some swordsmen's inner energy is extremely powerful, shattering rocks and jade, invincible in all directions. Moreover, the stronger the inner energy, the easier it is to cultivate into the bones, the easier it is to cultivate into the five organs and six viscera, strengthening oneself.

  Wang Ting listened carefully, summarizing his experience of advancing to this realm in his previous life, taking the strengths and making up for the weaknesses. He recorded the instructor's teachings on the Cong Jing Quan method while improving his previously practiced fist techniques.

  In this diligent and untiring enlightenment and learning, the time of this day has quickly passed.

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