After running like this for a month, the eighth class level finally reached Bald Old Lius standard and they entered the next stage of learning hand to hand combat.

Su Haos learning speed was very fast. He could practically pick it up and the next day we would be able to demonstrate it at a presentable level.

When it was time for sparring between students, no one was willing to be Su Haos opponent.

But to Su Hao, this wasnt a problem. He walked to Rong Guming and pointed at him: You, be my opponent.

Rong Guming was frightened that his hair began to fall out and looked at Su Hao in horror, but he didnt dare to fight back, so he could only obediently spar with Su Hao. Then Rong Guming would be beaten a few times, but he didnt dare to exchange blows, so Su Hao said: Do you not have any energy? Hurry up and fight back!

Rong Guming cried and said: I I dont dare!

Su Hao was also convinced!

He began to reflect over whether he had been too much this time.

Then what should he do? Only theory and routines werent enough for a lot of things. Combat skills needed to be honed through fights with opponents. Sparring was the most suitable method.

So Su Hao placed his eyes on Bald Old Liu. He walked over: Teacher Liu, you be my opponent!

Bald Old Liu didnt have any other options.

So Bald Old Liu became Su Haos personal trainer.

Su Hao had personally concluded that Bald Old Liu was a high-level master warrior, very powerful. Not only him, all the yellow-robed teachers in the academy were master warriors and the Dean Xiao Jixuan was a grandmaster warrior. The lineup at Lingyun Warriors Academy was very strong.

Su Haos calculations were to first learn the basic skills at the academy, then cozy up to Bald Old Liu, and when the timing was right, hed ask Old Liu to teach him how to be a master warrior.

Currently, he was already a high-level elite warrior. The next step was to be a master warrior.

He wasnt in a rush to become a master warrior for three reasons. One was that although he was a high-level elite warrior, he was still in his growth phase and was far from reaching the peak. Once he was older, with a stronger physique, he could move forward a lot at once;

The second was that he still yet to learn a lot of low-level knowledge. If he rashly entered the master warrior stage, he would inevitably leave hidden dangers. Just like learning mathematics, if you dont have a good foundation built from middle school, itll be hard to test into high school;

The third was due to the Warriors Academy regulations. Once you become a master warrior, no matter the age, you had to graduate from the academy.

So he gave himself a year of time to adapt and learn. After a year, hed look at the situation to see if he should try all-out to become a master warrior.

Another month passed. The next step of learning weapon and armor theory and maintenance.

Theory was learned very quickly. A few days later, they began to study the basics of using various weapons. This learning of skills was like clockwork.

The basics were very simple to grasp. The difficult part was using these things and integrating and applying them in various circumstances to solve problems.

And this was the real place to see who was talented. So-called geniuses could casually use basic skills to play out all sorts of tricks. They could do anything they put their mind to.

As for ordinary people. They could only use the methods that had been taught according to the teacher.

So in the previous two months of learning the basics, everyone was at about the same level. But now studying and using basic weapons, with sparring, the geniuses and mediocres were revealed.

At the training field, after arranging some tasks, the eight teachers gathered to chat.

Old Liu, hows Wu Xiangwu in your class? Class fours teacher approached Bald Old Liu.

Class fours teacher was named Mo Fenghua. He was a young man with oily hair in a 20:80 split and a pointed face.

When Mo Fenghua asked the question, the other teachers all focused their attention to Bald Old Liu.

Of course, the point the teachers cared about was always the brightest star. As for the so-called crane tail, aside from mangas and light novels, no one would pay attention to them.

(TLN: Apparently crane tail is something of a Naruto reference)

The two scars on Old Lius face squeezed to the sides, revealing an ugly smile: Its hard to believe that theres such a genius in this world.

Class threes teacher was a tall beauty named Feng Maner. She had a small mole in the shape of a tear below the corner of her eye, making her look charming. She said: To earn such an evaluation from Old Liu, it looks like its a big deal!

The other teachers nodded.

Old Liu replied: Hes indeed a genius. I have never seen such a talented person. I dont know how to describe the feeling he gives me. Its as if theres nothing in the world he cant do. Until now, theres nothing that has been difficult for him

Old Liu said seriously: If he can smoothly grow, give him another twenty years, and hell definitely be able to reach the peak of the legendary ancestral-level warrior.

Class ones teacher was a cold-looking woman named Shui Zhitao. She raised her eyebrow in suspicion: Old Liu, are you sure?

Bald Old Liu smiled: Just wait and see! Wait a few years and look again. However, these years Ill need my fellow teachers to provide a bit more care and help me a bit.

Easy, easy!

After a while, the topic changed. Feng Maner asked to Shui Zhitao: Taozi, doesnt your class have a student called Jin Dayan? Isnt he Jin Datongs younger brother? I heard hes also a rare talent.

(TLN: Taozi here=Peach)

Speaking of Jin Dayan, Shui Zhitao showed a smile: The Jin family bloodline is indeed extraordinary. Adding on his own efforts, his future is limitless. Its hard to say whether or not hell reach the highest realm. Theres also one called Mo Xin, the jewel of the Mo family. Her talent is worthy of praise.

The teary beauty Feng Maner looked on with envy: Oof, I really envy you. Your class has two geniuses. Our class three is pretty scattered, and none are that great.

Class fours 20:80 split hair Mo Fenghua sourly said: Doesnt your class three have a Kong Yang? Tall and sturdy. I heard hes your treasure.

Feng Maner giggled. Turning to a middle-aged man, she asked: Old Wang, You class has a daughter of the Jin family, Jin Xianhan right? How is she?

Old Wang rubbed his stubble and smiled slightly: Not bad.

Very soon, the teachers had a heated discussion about which students were geniuses, which students had limitless futures.

Su Hao had entered school for half a year when he finally learned all of the basic training. Since then, the academy no longer taught for the full day, but the teachers would teach for half the day and leave the other half for students to freely train or study according to what they were good at.

In this half year of time, Su Haos fame as a genius spread through the whole academy. Not only the new students, even the higher grades had heard of Wu Xiangwus name.

After the end of the half year of intense training and they had their own time, problems started to show up at the door.

A few students clearly from a higher grade had blocked Su Haos path on his way back.

Youre Wu Xiangwu? A flat-headed man tilted his head as he asked.

After a while, all the higher grade level students were on the ground crying.

Su Hao left in a dignified manner, but he hadnt gone far before turning back. Some of them thought he was coming back to beat them again and started to beg for mercy.

Su Hao learned from the flat-headed man and tilted his head to ask: What grade are you from?

The flat-headed man answered: Were second grade students.

Su Hao nodded to show he understood. Second grade students meant that they were in their second year of studying at the academy. Since Su Hao hadnt been there a full year yet, he was still called a first grade student.

Su Hao said: Where are all the second grade students? Bring me there!