"Ha, the more ordinary it is, the less simple it is." Luo Xiaoman squinted his eyes and said enigmatically: "Besides, why do you think an old man who looks like a gardener knows so many things?"
"Also, although these three little magic weapons look very ordinary, are they things that an ordinary old man can use?"
"Little Master, why didn't you ask clearly just now?"
"I don't want to ask." Luo Xiaoman stuffed the lollipop into his mouth again and said vaguely: "We are very comfortable getting along with Grandpa now. There is no need to ruin this atmosphere."
When the old man turned into an alley corner, a figure stood in front of him.
"Vice Dean, why are you here?"
"Dean, I'm here to confirm, is Luo Xiaoman worthy of your attention?"
The gentleness on the old man's face faded, replaced by a touch of majesty and the aura of a superior. "Isn't her performance during this period the best proof?"
Tong Ming was startled for a moment, then nodded, "Luo Xiaoman is indeed a monster. At such a young age, he not only has amazing strength, but also has a calm mind, which is a quality that many people don't have."
"But, wouldn't it be too risky for us to entrust that matter to her?" Tong Ming frowned and said solemnly.
"Although Luo Xiaoman is young, he has a pure heart. I feel more at ease if I leave it to her than to anyone else." The dean sighed and said faintly: "Besides, this time the Flame Furnace was opened early, and we have no time. Go find someone else.”
"Understood." Tong Ming nodded, also looking helpless.
Soon, Luo Xiaoman returned to the training ground and saw Zhi Wu and the three of them running five hundred laps out of breath. Dabai and Mo Yuan were following behind like gods of death, making them dare not stop no matter how tired they were. Come down.
"Teacher Xiaoman!" Seeing Luo Xiaoman, Yan Qi said with surprise: "I, we have completed five hundred laps."
"Well, not bad!" Luo Xiaoman nodded and said with a smile: "Then, our physical training is over, it's time for some actual training."
"Actual training?" Yan Qi was slightly startled, looking confused.
Chen Muyu and Zhi Wu looked at each other. For some reason, they felt that this so-called reality was definitely not a good thing.
"Everyone else is doing actual combat training, so..." Luo Xiaoman took out a lollipop, put it in his mouth, smiled, and said, "Let's do actual combat training too."
"Really?" Hearing this, Yan Qi was surprised. He thought it was some actual training, but he didn't expect it to be actual combat!
He had complained before that he had not conducted actual combat training in the past few days, and he did not expect it to come so soon.
"Teacher Xiaoman, who should I spar with later?" Yan Qi couldn't wait to test his strength and see how much it had improved compared to before.
"I'll do it." Zhi Wu stood up and looked at Yan Qi with a smirk on his face, "I want to try, how capable is the spell master?"
"Senior Zhi Wu, are you serious?" Yan Qi looked at Zhi Wu timidly. His opponent in his heart was leaning towards Chen Muyu. After all, the two of them were about the same strength.
However, Zhi Wu's strength is as strong as the ninth level of pill formation, so against him, the eighth level of qi refining, wouldn't he be a bully
"When did I tell you to practice sparring?" Luo Xiaoman rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"Ah? Aren't they sparring with each other?" Yan Qi frowned and looked at Luo Xiaoman with a puzzled expression, "I see that other people's actual combat training is all sparring with each other."
(End of chapter)