The next day, early morning.
Jiang Wuyuan's biological clock woke him up on time.
Today is Sunday.
There were no classes to attend, Ruan Kongyin hadn't been assigned any tasks yet, and Huo Ling was in seclusion.
Jiang Wuyuan put on his school uniform and, recalling Professor Ling Hua's talk about speed training during practical classes, felt a surge of interest.
He wasn't very satisfied with his score of just 89%, so it would be good for him to train a bit.
I left the dormitory and headed straight for the mission building.
The basement of the mission building houses a huge training room.
There are also many individual rooms that you can enter directly as long as no one is there.
Of course, someone can also steal it, provided you can beat them in a fight.
Jiang Wuyuan arrived early, so there weren't many people in the training room. He simply picked a room and went inside.
A transparent light screen appeared beside Jiang Wuyuan, displaying the training equipment he could choose from.
These instruments are usually stored in a separate place, and are only transported over by mechanical rails after their use has been confirmed, which is convenient and fast.
Jiang Wuyuan chose the equipment he had used in the previous combat lesson, took off the sword box from his back and put it into his ring, then went into the small changing room next door to change into an ordinary piece of clothing that had no defensive effect.
This equipment is pretty good, but it wears out clothes a bit. Jiang Wuyuan thought helplessly.
Fortunately, buying ordinary clothes with credits is very cheap; you can buy dozens of items with just one credit.
The machine was quickly delivered and placed against the wall. Jiang Wuyuan walked over while stretching his arms and legs.
I activated the device, registered my identity on the wristband, and the familiar laser immediately scanned me.
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After sweating profusely in the training room all morning, Jiang Wuyuan took out a clean towel from his spatial ring and wiped away the sweat from his body.
On the mechanical blue screen, the score had already crossed the 90 mark and reached 92%.
The higher you go, the harder it becomes to bridge the gap created by each point difference.
After taking off and throwing away his worn-out clothes, Jiang Wuyuan tidied himself up and went to the cafeteria.
The food in the cafeteria at Zhantian Academy is delicious.
Jiang Wuyuan quickly found the window he usually liked to visit the most.
His tastes lean towards the south, and he likes sweets. The food served at this window on the second floor suits his taste perfectly.
Longjing shrimp, Dongpo pork, eight-treasure duck, satay noodles, and poached chicken.
It tastes even better than what he makes himself.
"Hey kid, you're here again." The cafeteria worker was a cheerful middle-aged man. When he saw Jiang Wuyuan, he immediately took his student card happily. "What do you want to eat today?"
Jiang Wuyuan nodded to him: "Same as before."
"Okay." The uncle replied with a smile, picked up an empty plate, filled it with rice, handed it to Jiang Wuyuan, and swiped his card for him. "10 credits in total, all done."
"Okay, thank you." Jiang Wuyuan took the card, walked to a quiet table with few people, and sat down to eat.
"Have you heard? The military has been making some big moves lately."
"What happened?"
Jiang Wuyuan was surprised to hear news about the military while having a simple meal, and immediately became wary of the two people whispering nearby.
After all, his master was a member of the military.
"It's said to be a large-scale mobilization, with many soldiers being dispatched to the border," the boy said. "And didn't you know about the unusual activity at the Mission Pavilion a few days ago? It's probably because something bad is about to happen over in the Abyss."
The girl next to the boy seemed to pause for a moment before replying, "Should we sign up?"
"We'll go after the announcement." The boy smiled. "You're my nanny, my life will be in your hands then."
"Don't talk about fate or anything like that, it's such an unlucky thing." The girl angrily raised her hand and punched the boy, then withdrew her hand and slowly replied, "Yeah, let's sign up for the front lines together."
Jiang Wuyuan didn't listen to what happened next.
Jiang Wuyuan had sensed the abnormality in the abyss long ago, and perhaps he could ask his master for details.
He and Nian Qingfeng had no contact since their last meeting in Shanhai City.
Even when Vice Principal Ruan brought him the gifts his master had given him, he only asked Ruan Yanqing to convey his gratitude.
This incident in the abyss might allow him to get a head start on the battlefield, so Jiang Wuyuan took it very seriously.
After finishing my meal and returning to my dorm, I started sending messages to Nian Qingfeng using my smart bracelet.
[Respectfully addressed to Master. I did not wish to disturb you, but I am very curious about the Abyss and wonder if you could enlighten me.]
Jiang Wuyuan didn't expect Nian Qingfeng to reply so quickly. After sending the message, he went to the training room and began his daily, unwavering skill practice.
It can not only increase proficiency, but also make you more compatible with your skills.
Soon, bursts of sword energy filled the training room, creating a stirring atmosphere.
The boy's calm, unwavering pupils gleamed in the light of the sword.
This was the scene that Nian Qingfeng saw when he arrived.
For a powerful figure like him, standing at the pinnacle of the world, the villa's defenses were practically nonexistent; he didn't even notice someone sneaking across the defenses and brazenly entering the house.
Nian Qingfeng did not disturb Jiang Wuyuan's sword practice, but simply watched quietly from the side.
Jiang Wuyuan has made great progress compared to last time.
His swordsmanship became increasingly refined, and he was able to use his sword intent more skillfully.
Nian Qingfeng sensed the sword intent drifting in the air and found that it had reached the minor completion level.
No wonder he possesses god-level talent; he couldn't have reached this level back then.
"Ahem." Seeing Jiang Wuyuan stop his move, Nian Qingfeng coughed lightly, which immediately earned him a wary look from Jiang Wuyuan.
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