Mei Mei rolled her eyes directly in response to this and didn't want to answer.

On the other side, the serious-looking Chief Executive Fu said in a deep voice:

"Enough, what we are discussing now is Jiang Shang's issue, not letting you talk about gossip."

"If Jiang Shang is sure there is no problem, with his qualifications, we can recommend it to the Venerable Dingshan.

The Venerable of Dianshan is one of the rare martial arts saints in the world. The powerful martial arts saint's golden body is difficult to break even if it is supernatural powers.

Especially since Venerable Dianshan has no true disciple yet, if Jiang Shang could listen to the teachings under his disciple, he might have become the second Venerable Dianshan.

Especially the deadline for the Venerable of the Mountain is approaching. If Jiang Shang breaks through in time, he can fill the emptiness of the power after the Venerable of the Mountain after he leaves."

"So fast?"

As soon as General Manager Fu finished speaking, everyone else frowned.

Chief Zheng even said bluntly:

"After all, Jiang Shang is not trained by our direct lineman of the Demon Suppression Department. If we strongly support him, what should we do if we raise an ungrateful wolf in the future? We didn't even have a letter later.

I'm afraid that the second Master of Dingshan will not appear, and the second Yang Yan will appear."

The name Yang Yan seemed to be a taboo, and everyone else fell into silence immediately.

Chief Executive Fu also sighed:

"I'm too impatient."

"It's just like today's restlessness, the power of the Demon Suppression Division is very tight, and the transfer reports of the Demon Suppression Envoys from various states are full of my tables."

"Especially for Your Majesty, the last time the student in the inner area was sent to the capital for most of the day, and in the end there was no letter left."

"If a Martial Saint Seed can appear as soon as possible, it will be good news for everyone."

"But your worries are correct. We already have a Tu Chunlai, so we are not in a hurry."

Tu Chunlai is the only martial saint in this training camp.

It is said that with special qualifications, there is great hope of breaking through to the Martial Saint.

Although he failed to break through the Grandmaster last time.

But this is what the Martial Saint said in person, and everyone has to believe it if they don’t believe it.

"Old Zhang, Jiang Shang's identity token was refined by you personally. Have you ever found out what kind of physique he has?"

Chief Prof Fu asked suddenly.

Zhang Laozhao pulled his eyelids. When he heard the question, he raised his eyes with difficulty and said:

"Jiang Shang is not a special physique, but he has extremely weak martial saint's golden blood in his body. I suspect that he had eaten some treasures of heaven and earth, which created a body of treasure blood.

Therefore, his physique is extremely strong, almost equivalent to half a Martial Saint."

The director of the gym sitting next to him also suddenly said:

"The light also told me that the reason why Jiang Shang can reach the top of the two moon peaks in succession is due to his body's resistance.

If he wanted to, most of the December peak could not stop him."

The light is the formation spirit of December Moon Peak.

Chief Master Fu couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"After you say this, I dare not make a decision easily."

"But our Demon Suppression Department has always been a sect. As long as this child is not an undercover agent of the Immortal Sect or a traitor to the Demon Clan, it doesn't matter what else."

"He really got to that position, he couldn't escape some responsibility even if he wanted to."

"Then... let's investigate for another year."

"At this time next year, if he still has no problem, I will recommend him to the Master of Dingshan. Do you have any opinions?"

As the chief instructor of the inner district, Chief Executive Fu is also the nominal highest officer of the inner district.

So when he made the decision, the others thought for a while and nodded:

“Additional.”

"Then Supervisor Mei, Jiang Shang, you can continue to investigate. I want his file to be clear about how old he was to wet the bed and how old he was to speak.

In addition, why Jiang Shang has the current strength in a short period of time? Since he can't find out for the time being, just think that he is talented and coincidental.

No one is allowed to disclose his news at will.

In the training camp, I do not allow any student to be unnecessarily coveted."

Chief Prof Fu made a final summary.

"Now start discussing all matters in this student assessment..."

...

Jiang Shang didn't know that a great opportunity passed by him.

If he could become a personal master of the Martial Saint, he would not care about the inheritance of magical powers, but he would like to know how much money the name of the Martial Saint disciple could be worth.

If you give enough money, the Martial Saint will beat him up.

But he didn't know, so he had nothing to regret.

At this moment, he was still following the pace of his plan and making hard money with his hard-working hands.

"here we go."

Beside him, Young Master Wang clenched his fists, his tone was quite excited and nervous.

I saw a square and hundreds of square meters of martial arts stage. A green compass fell from the sky and stayed steadily above the martial arts stage.

Then a blue light cover enveloped the entire martial arts stage.

The audience was already full of students.

Apparently they all know what will happen next.

Young Master Wang also gave an explanation to Jiang Shang.

"Brother Jiang, that is a martial arts compass that can project a warrior phantom from acquired warriors to innate masters."

"We will go to the martial arts stage later and connect with the spirit of the martial arts compass.

At that time, the martial arts compass will project our body phantoms, and then we can control these phantoms to fight within the compass.

Once the physical phantom dies, we will fail."

"In addition, because we are two-person pass the level, the difficulty has increased. There are also random monsters, and the minimum is 18 levels."

"Eighteen Passes?"

Jiang Shang asked: "What is the strength of the Eighteenth Level?"

"The first nine levels are the strength of acquired warriors, from one acquired nine levels to nine levels, and the tenth level is the innate warrior who has just broken through.

Then the eleventh to fourteenth level are one, three, sixth, and nine innate warriors.

Then the fifteenth level is the innate middle-level warrior who has just broken through.

The sixteenth to nineteenth level are also one, three, and sixth, and only a warrior in the middle realm of the innate realm.

When you reach the 20th level, you will be the innate master who has just broken through."

Jiang Shang frowned and said, "I heard that the last record was twenty-four levels, that is, nine great masters?"

You should know that the first great master in his mind, Yuan Gandad, only fought against three, and even seriously injured himself.

Are the students in the inner area so evil?

Young Master Wang shook his head and smiled awkwardly:

"I'm not sure about that, I heard it's four."

Jiang Shang didn't ask any more questions.

Perhaps the projection strength of the martial arts compass is relatively weak, so it can only be more than one fight.

After all, grandmasters are different.

Someone has already come on stage.

A big name appeared on the martial arts compass - Liu Xing.

Liu Xing is a tall and thin young man. When he saw that the first name was himself, he bowed to the students around him, then took out the identity token and threw it on.

The martial arts compass shot out a white light column to hold the token, and then the blue light mask that enveloped the ring opened a portal.

Liu Xing walked in and immediately a beam of light enveloped him.

Then the level numbers appeared behind Liu Xing's name on the martial arts compass.

First one, then soon jump to two, then three, four...

Liu Xing quickly reached the tenth level with about three seconds as a boundary.

At this point, his speed gradually slowed down.

Then eleven levels, twelve levels...

No one knew what he was facing, but it was visible to the naked eye that beans sweat beads emerged from his forehead, his temples kept beating, and then bleeding began to flow into his nose.
To be continued...