Indoor Martial Arts Arena
"Hey, have you heard? Our class is getting a transfer student."
The chubby Zhu Tianyou ran in excitedly, shouting loudly.
"What? A transfer student?"
The class instantly erupted; after all, it’s the second half of the freshman year, several months after new students started. What kind of influential family could get someone into Eagle Military Academy at this time?
"Tsk tsk, looks like we’re getting a real Dragon in our class~"
"A Dragon? If they’re really that great, they’d be sent to the Conducting Department."
"Exactly, I bet it’s just an ordinary wealthy family with good connections to the school leadership sneaking someone in."
The class was abuzz with speculation, all curious about the transfer student’s arrival.
"Brother Dong, are you feeling a bit nervous now?" Zhu Tianyou grinned, leaning close to Xiang Dongyang.
"Nervous? What a joke!"
Xiang Dongyang tilted his chin slightly, full of disdain, "No matter who it is, on the turf of the Special Warfare Department, they’d better behave."
"Yes, the Special Warfare Department has always been Brother Dong’s domain."
Zhu Tianyou gave a thumbs-up.
He knew Xiang Dongyang wasn’t exaggerating.
As the class leader, Xiang Dongyang was the strongest, a Tier Two Five star Spiritualist, and even in the Conducting Department, filled with elites, he’d rank near the top.
He joined the Special Warfare Department solely because his academic scores were so poor, it left the school leadership no room to maneuver.
The door to the Martial Arts Room opened, and the students immediately turned to look. Seeing who it was, they groaned in disappointment.
"Ha, you little rascals, why the long faces when you see me?"
A man in his early forties walked in, not tall, unshaven, looking a bit rough, yet his build was robust, with a commanding presence.
"Coach Wei, we thought the transfer student had arrived." One of the students with dyed yellow hair shouted.
"You heard about it too, quite the grapevine you have here."
Coach Wei smiled and said, "What’s the interest in a transfer student? Listen up, you little rascals, if I catch anyone bullying a new classmate, there’ll be hell to pay."
"Coach Wei, come on, we’re one big happy family here, how could we bully our classmates?"
"Exactly, we’d protect the new student, if anything!"
The students shouted, as if genuinely defending themselves.
However, Coach Wei knew all too well about these affluent kids’ habits. Having taught the Special Warfare Squad’s martial arts class for half a year, he knew every student’s personality inside out.
These young ones weren’t inherently bad, but they came from such privileged backgrounds that they’d never been challenged, resulting in bold, unruly behavior.
Outside class, they adhered to the military school’s rules, but behind closed doors, the class was like a chaotic dance of demons, unbearable to witness.
To be honest, the school leadership had given up on the Special Warfare Department, as long as they graduated smoothly without any major incidents. Get full chapters from 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁
Thus, in classes, he wasn’t overly strict; they could learn if they wished, or not, if they didn’t.
"Alright, today we’ll continue with the Nine Revolutions Saber, go get your equipment."
Coach Wei waved his hand, and the students immediately ran to the equipment area, each grabbing a training saber.
"We covered up to the Fifth Form last time, today I’ll teach you the Sixth Form."
Not wasting words, Coach Wei picked up a saber, assumed a stance, and prepared to demonstrate on the spot.
Just then, footsteps sounded from outside.
The students’ attention was immediately drawn, heads turning towards the door.
Seeing this, Coach Wei shook his head in resignation, placing the saber down.
A tall, imposing figure appeared before them, clad in black, with a cold visage. The deep, abyss-like eyes under his brows scanned the room, making everyone’s hearts involuntarily tighten.
"Hello, Teacher, I’m Qin Tian, the new Special Warfare student."
Qin Tian nodded slightly towards Coach Wei on stage, his voice cool.
In the class, a few girls exchanged glances, their eyes sparkling.
It’s true that Qin Tian’s appearance was quite striking, combined with his aloof demeanor, winning over many hearts at once.
Hearing the girls’ whispers, the boys in the class were quite irked.
Damn, stealing the spotlight right away.
Coach Wei took in the expressions of the students entirely, then spoke:
"Qin Tian, I’m the instructor for the martial arts class, you can call me Coach Wei. Go get a saber; today we’re learning Black Iron Blade Skill, Nine Revolutions Saber."
Black Iron Blade Skill?
Qin Tian raised an eyebrow. He didn’t expect that the Black Iron Level Swordsmanship, worth over 1000 Military Points, would be taught for free here.
No wonder it’s one of the top three military schools on Silver Gray Star.
This place, it’s the right choice!
Qin Tian picked a training saber from the rack and watched Coach Wei’s demonstration.
Nine Revolutions Saber is a nimble and versatile swordsmanship with unpredictable moves.
Coach Wei demonstrated the Sixth Form, explaining in detail the circulation route of Spiritual Energy.
Qin Tian listened intently; he was very talented in swordsmanship. Having completed all the courses in "Swordsmanship Mastery," his theoretical foundation was also complete.
So, just by watching once, he fully understood the Sixth Form of Nine Revolutions Saber, confident he could replicate it.
However, most people likely don’t have his capabilities.
Coach Wei demonstrated thrice, then stopped, announcing:
"The remaining time is yours; you can train this form or spar among yourselves. You may come to me if you have questions."
Upon hearing this, the Special Warfare Squad students dispersed throughout the arena, some chatting, some training, some sparring.
But they tacitly ignored Qin Tian; none approached him.
Qin Tian, however, wasn’t bothered, finding a spot against the wall to quietly observe the class.
He was in the freshman class of the Special Warfare Department, the only class in the entire division. Scanning around, there were about thirty students, mostly boys, with only nine girls—a typical male-dominated environment.
Given that this was a military school, this gender ratio wasn’t surprising.
After a while of observation, Qin Tian shook his head slightly in disappointment.
Unaware of the inner workings of the Special Warfare Department, he’d thought among those who made it in, there’d be some confident in their abilities and skilled in solo combat.
But upon observation, he found these students, still somewhat immature, performed very ordinarily in practical combat.
Theirs were moves by the book, lacking variation and presence.
In a real battlefield scenario, even a same-tier Beastman could easily kill them; three at a time wouldn’t be an issue.
Yet, they were only eighteen- or nineteen-year-olds, so such performance was somewhat understandable.
"Brother Dong, that guy is shaking his head, seems like he looks down on us. Want to teach him a lesson?"
A blond-haired boy whispered beside Xiang Dongyang.
Xiang Dongyang originally intended to do so, but for some reason, when he saw Qin Tian’s calm, profound eyes, he suddenly felt a bit apprehensive.
"Forget it, let’s find out more about him first."
Xiang Dongyang swung his battle sword, practicing the Nine Revolutions Saber meticulously.