Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 83 Genius is not just bright sand
Any question?
These five words left Zhang Wang with his mouth open, unable to utter a word. He could only stare at Lin Caixin.

"On Saturday, a few of us were hanging out, and the Quan Xing demon was secretly spying on us. I asked my friend to secretly investigate, but he wounded me unexpectedly, and he intended to wait for me on North Third Street to take revenge."

Lin Caixin stopped talking here.

Every word was true. Even a seasoned veteran like Zhang Wang couldn't find any flaws.

As for what happened next, Lin Caixin didn't say anything, but the short blade that was so close to her appeared in her mind, and her face turned pale.

All the information about Feng Qin was skipped directly, and considering his genuine pale face, Zhang Wang really couldn't find anything wrong with it.

Because it was their first time killing someone, most people would be as terrified as she was.

"It's okay, go back to bed early and don't think too much."

Lin Caixin was an outer sect disciple, and Zhang Wang was a protective person. Knowing that the other party didn't want to recall the scene at that time too much, he stopped asking any more questions.

Tang Miaoxing poured out Zhang Wang's cup of cold tea, brewed another hot cup, and pushed it slightly towards him.

"Every disciple is an indispensable pillar of our Tang Sect. You saw how terrified she was. The fewer people who know about this, the better."

After this series of punches, Zhang Wang couldn't keep his sour face any longer, so he could only pick up the tea and take a sip.

"Brother, I know you are doing this for the good of the Tang Sect, but I still want to tell you that Feng Qin must wait five years to decide whether or not to practice Danxi. This is also something you have agreed to."

Tang Miaoxing nodded without even thinking:
"Of course. I will never let him learn Dan Shi within five years. I said that."

Zhang Wang's attitude softened a little, and his tense nerves also relaxed.

"Well, Senior Brother, you can see the big picture. If Feng Qin is willing to practice Danxie for the Tang Sect in five years, with his ability, he will definitely be able to reach the standard of Danxie practice in another five years. In ten years, he will be less than thirty years old, which is considered the top genius of the Tang Sect."

Because Tang Miaoxing agreed so easily, Zhang Wang couldn't help but complete the plan.

A 27-year-old Dan Shi master is a remarkable figure in any era.

"Don't worry about it, Junior Brother. It's getting late. Are you planning to sleep in my office for the night?"

"..."

Zhang Wang rolled his eyes at him, drank the tea in one gulp, and left.

"Junior brother, junior brother, there is the real top genius in Longhu Mountain. He learned Danxi at the age of 27. He is just a brighter grain of sand among the countless living beings. He cannot support the Tang Sect."

Tang Miaoxing held the teacup, shook it gently, and looked in the direction of Tang Zhong.

"Even if we can't train a second Zhang Zhiwei, we must train a Lu Ci."

……

……

On Friday morning, Feng Qin was walking on the way to class and everyone turned their heads to look at him.

All the disciples who have been in the school for less than two years are Feng Qin’s classmates.

Because the speed of training the five senses is too fast, the content of Feng Qin’s classes is different every day.

Monday is [Five Senses], Tuesday is [Skillful Hands], Wednesday is [Avalokitesvara Mind Method], Thursday is [Silky Steps], and this Friday is [Hidden Weapons].

Because of his training in Tangzhong and his extremely quick comprehension of the panel, Feng Qin's talent is beyond the reach of others.

Similarly, when everyone looked at Feng Qin, there was no jealousy or even amazement, only idle chat.

"I heard that he was exposed to the five senses last Friday, and he mastered the essence of the five senses this Monday."

"That's nothing. He graduated before he even had a class."

"I wonder how long it will take him to learn the hidden weapon this time."

……

All discussions about Feng Qin are filled with this kind of emotionless praise.

It also made him understand why Han Yin became more and more impatient.

When you are praised by so many people, you can't help but feel that you must work harder and never let these people down.

Fortunately, after learning the Guanzizai mental method, Feng Qin believed that he would not be lost in the praise, and came to the assembly team calmly.

As soon as they saw Feng Qin coming, more than a dozen disciples made room for him.

"Brother Feng, please come this way."

"Brother Feng is here to teach our class." "..."

Feng Qin's mouth twitched wildly, and he stepped back repeatedly, standing at the last position, and said in a low voice:
"Please don't flatter me. I just got started quickly, but the actual progress is not that fast."

Everyone had heard that Feng Qin was not arrogant and not pretentious, but even when they saw it with their own eyes, they still found it novel.

Of course, Ma Long and others are not arrogant, they just always have stern faces, which makes people afraid to talk to them. Little do they know that they are just a little introverted.

The bald disciple at the front was the first to stick his head out, staring at Feng Qin and saying "hospitably":

"If you have any questions about steel needles, you can ask me. I am the best at using steel needles here."

After hearing his arrogant remarks, everyone laughed and made fun of him, but no one denied it.

"Just shut up, everyone. How good can it be if you play it well?"

The noise was interrupted by the teacher's shout, and everyone stood up straight.

The teacher held a small stack of information in one hand and had the other hand on his waist. His tall and thin figure was completely different from Wu Weigao.

"Also, your junior brother reported not the steel needle, but the hidden thread."

"what?"

As soon as the teacher said this, everyone looked at Feng Qin in astonishment.

The hidden weapon course does not teach you the techniques, but rather a deep understanding of a hidden weapon, so the first hidden weapon course you sign up for will become your major later on.

Ninety-nine percent of the disciples choose to start with steel needles, and only a very small number of people choose hidden thread.

Moreover, those who choose hidden line are usually disciples with mediocre qualifications, who find it difficult to get hold of steel needles, and who lack confidence.

The reason is exactly what Tang Qiushan said at the time.

It is easy to get started with hidden lines and the results are immediate, but it is very difficult to master them.

There may be no substantial difference between getting started for one month and getting started for a year.

So much so that everyone wants to learn how to use the steel needle, which is more difficult.

After all, whether the steel needle is shot accurately and with great force depends on personal level.

After learning, stones can be used as hidden weapons.

When everyone heard that Feng Qin was going to practice the hidden line, their faces were filled with disbelief.

Among the talented and capable disciples, only Tang Tingting chose the hidden line.

Without exception, everyone else had steel needles.

Even Tao Tao is no exception.

"Junior brother, why are you so depressed? Steel needles are so cool..."

The bald disciple had a sad face, with a kind of sadness that he couldn't hide.

"You are so stupid! I have told you so many times that the Hidden Line is one of the most important hidden weapons of our Tang Sect!"

The teacher was not at all vague and raised his hand to hit him on the head.

He grimaced in pain and dared not say a word back.

Feng Qin scratched his head and responded with a wry smile.

For him, the martial arts that are difficult to master and have high bottlenecks are actually the most suitable.

This perfectly matches the value brought by the panel.

The team of more than a dozen people was divided into two.

Among them, there were eleven people who practiced steel needles.

Including Feng Qin, there are two people who practice the hidden line.

In addition to Feng Qin, the other person looked short and thin, with messy hair. He didn't dare to look directly at Feng Qin, and always kept his head down, only looking at people's toes.

"Because there are not many people learning Hidden Line this time, I will take over the class."

Before Feng Qin could talk to this disciple, a familiar voice came from behind him - Tang Qiushan.

(End of this chapter)