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Chapter 625 - 392: Organizing the First Model Worker_3

Chapter 625: Chapter 392: Organizing the First Model Worker_3

But surprisingly, even the ’newbies’ like the Sword Flower trio could completely understand and were utterly captivated.

At this moment, it was as if they had an epiphany, their brains exceptionally active, absorbing the profound knowledge shared by Instructor Black Blade like sponges.

The entire comprehensive training field became even quieter, with only the soft sound of breathing and Black Blade’s consistent speech in terms of speed and tone throughout.

Gradually, the noise in the training field began to pick up again.

It wasn’t that the students were whispering to each other, but rather, some of them, as they listened, couldn’t help but draw their weapons and execute one set of basic moves after another.

The more they practiced, the more mystical and rhythmic their movements became.

Sword dances, spear flurries, blade whirls—more and more students closed their eyes and moved with their hearts.

If they checked their personal panels in their minds, they would find that the proficiency of one or several skills was growing rapidly.

15.9%, 19.8%, 25.7%, 34.6%, 42.5%,...

Attending one class with Head Instructor Black Blade saved them countless hours of hard practice!

At a distance, just back on Blue Star and preparing to invite Black Blade to a serious duel was Wang Chui, who fell silent as he looked at the crowded classroom scene.

How many students attended his classes when he, Wang Chui, was teaching?

Never mind that, all these were trivial matters. He, Wang Chui, was here only to challenge Black Blade and defeat this formidable man!

He already stood among the legends, and he felt he had a good chance!

But since Black Blade was in the middle of a class, Wang Chui still reined in his eagerness. He leaned against a distant wall, waiting patiently. The more he waited, the more he became engrossed in Black Blade’s lecture. When he snapped back to reality, the sky had already turned dim. Wang Chui, pondering the changes within himself, discovered that his skills in both bladework and swordsmanship seemed to have significantly improved.

Wang Chui: "..."

Despite that, lecturing and fighting were two different matters, and he, Wang Chui, didn’t believe he would lose this challenge.

...

When Wang Chui approached, Black Blade was about to leave, but he was surrounded by a circle of excited-looking beautiful female students and equally excited burly male students.

What’s this...?

Wang Chui’s eyes lit up, and he quietly softened his footsteps, holding his breath and listening attentively.

"Head Instructor, the variation of the twenty-third move in swordsmanship you mentioned, does it mean..."

"Head Instructor, my Blade Slash has already reached master level, why can’t the blade aura stretch beyond thirty meters?"

"Head Instructor, I still don’t quite understand the three key elements of Cannon Punch."

Is this it?

The students’ questions were diverse, covering swordsmanship, bladework, spearmanship, boxing, and even magical skills, and Black Blade patiently answered them all.

Although he was patient, his pace was anything but slow, like a teacher swiftly grading papers, swiftly resolving each student’s confusion and leaving them standing aside, stroking their chin, their expression changing until they had a moment of clarity.

After resolving the students’ doubts, Black Blade activated Illusory Void Step, and without a sound, ripples spread throughout the space. As the world seemed to twist and change, in just a moment, he reached another island.

"Is there something I can help you with?"

He turned his head and met Wang Chui’s intense, battle-ready eyes.

"That’s right, come have a manly showdown with me," Wang Chui said.

To his surprise, Black Blade didn’t immediately agree but frowned instead.

Don’t ask how Wang Chui saw the frown beneath Black Blade’s mask; it was just a matter of mutual understanding between tough guys.

"You don’t have time?"

"If you’re not in a hurry, how about the day after tomorrow afternoon?" Black Blade suggested and then opened his notebook to make a note.

Wang Chui shifted his stance, craned his neck, and stretched the gaze to get a better look. Presumably, it was neither secret nor shameful; Wang Chui caught a glimpse.

It was an agenda.

Together with the first batch of three resource points in cooperation with Sword Flower City, he needed to inspect the defense arrangements; a slight issue arose at Oasis No. 3 training camp, where many assassin students influenced by old notions were resistant to multi-person missions, necessitating a revamp of the training plan; research on the Legion’s battle flag had hit a snag, and Black Blade needed to provide some advice to Master Wang Chui; suspicion of a Seven Stars Mysterious Evil in region ET-487 of the Falling Star Pit warranted investigation;

The small agenda was packed with dozens of critical tasks.

Black Blade seemed to be pondering the order of these tasks for maximum efficiency.

As Wang Chui gazed at the contemplative Black Blade, he fell into deep thought.

Perhaps... it was time for him to reflect as well?