Chapter 82
"Teacher, look for me."

After everyone left, only Ai Wuxi stayed.

He knew that Dean Xue had something important to do with him.

"Come with me."

After Xue Leihan nodded to Ai Wuxi, the two came to an empty place behind the teaching building.

The students after class were sweating here, some of them were practicing, and some were performing martial arts.

"Show me your gun."

After walking to an empty corner, Xue Leihan said flatly to Ai Wuxi.

After finishing speaking, the sword behind him blew lightly, and instantly appeared in his right hand.

"Excuse me, teacher, what do you mean?"

Ai Wuxi took out the spear from behind and asked in puzzlement.

"I don't know how to use soul skills, and I don't know how to use soul power. Let me see your gun."

Holding the sword in hand, Xue Leihan just looked at Ai Wuxi indifferently.

Ai Wuxi instantly felt a huge pressure from Xue Leihan's body, no matter which direction he attacked from, he would be killed immediately by Dean Xue.

"Oh, by the way, add another rule, you can use your soul power, but you can't use any soul skills, understand?"

"understood."

Ai Wuxi nodded seriously.

This is Xue Leihan's test of him, he needs to see Ai Wuxi's potential clearly.

If this kid can learn half-style in this competition, it will be his good luck.

Xueleihan smiled coolly, "I'm on it."

With a flash of his sword light, he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"Boom!" Xue Leihan directly hit Ai Wuxi's left shoulder with a slash, sending him flying.

Instead of using the blade, he used the blade.

"Ah..." Ai Wuxi gasped in pain, even though his eyes had been staring at Dean Xue's figure without blinking just now, he was still lost in an instant!
"You have good eyes, in fact, you look a lot like me a few years ago."

Xue Leihan stood on the spot, looking at Ai Wuxi who had a relatively indifferent expression, as if he saw himself before breaking through his xinxing.

"Which aspect is Dean Xue talking about?" Ai Wuxi asked, rubbing his painful left shoulder.

"Character." Xue Leihan smiled freely, and then the figure disappeared from the spot immediately.

"puff!"

This time, the blade of the sword hit Ai Wuxi's left waist fiercely, and the Star Soul Gun in his hand didn't even react, and the man had already flown out.

"You have a pair of carefully observing eyes." Xue Leihan said while staring at Ai Wuxi's dark pupils.

"All you need is constant exercise and that's it."

Xue Leihan smiled.

"May I ask why the dean's speed is so fast, Ai Wuxi is puzzled."

Ai Wuxi bowed his hands respectfully and asked.

"This is not soul power, nor soul skills, but pure physical strength. I trained my physical strength hard when I was young, so the speed is very fast now."

Xue Leihan knocked Ai Wuxi into the air again with a sword casually, and said calmly.

"And what I'm using now is not soul skills, but genuine sword skills, which only belong to me."

"Ai Wuxi, apart from soul skills, what methods do you use to attack the enemy?"

Xueleihan shrugged and asked.

Ai Wuxi was immediately stunned by this question. Since he was a child, he had only practiced spear skills for a period of time, and after obtaining the spirit ring, he won the next competitions or fights with his century-old spirit ring.

Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Who told you that the only means of attack for a soul master is soul skills?"

Xue Leihan smiled disdainfully, and continued, "Especially our Wuhun soul masters, we have unique advantages."

"Mine is the sword, yours is the gun."

"The ones I used just now are the first few moves of my self-created swordsmanship."

"See clearly."

After finishing speaking, Xue Lei coldly wrapped his sword light, and the person had already rushed towards Ai Wuxi.

Ai Wuxi calmed down her slightly trembling hands, and aimed the spear at Xueleihan.

Then he tried his best to recall that he had learned marksmanship before, found that vague feeling, and then stabbed forward in an instant.

"Eh?"

Xue Leihan let out a voice full of surprise.

Then the sword technique was withdrawn abruptly, and the person appeared behind Ai Wuxi.

Lifting his collar, he fell to the ground.

"Is this also possible?"

Ai Wuxi let out a cry of pain, then smiled wryly.

"I've already told you that the attack method of the soul master does not know that there is a martial soul. If you keep thinking about it, you will definitely not live long."

Xue Leihan's voice was very serious, because he thought of Tang San, the veritable Thousand-Handed Shura.

"That thrust at the end of yours was very good."

After Ai Wuxi got up, Xue Leihan commented.

Then Ai Wuxi made a movement that made Xue Leihan's eyes freeze.

"Please Dean Xue accept me as an apprentice, I want to become stronger!"

He bowed deeply, and his voice was extremely upright and serious, showing his determination to move forward.

"I'm already your teacher." Xue Leihan said indifferently, no emotion could be heard from his voice.

"No, I want to be your apprentice, disciple, not student!"

Ai Wuxi said again, bending even lower.

Xueleihan knew that this was the deepest etiquette for requesting apprenticeship in the Tiandou Empire.

He stared at Ai Wuxi lightly, with a scrutiny-like light in his eyes.

"Let me accept you as a disciple, yes."

Ai Wuxi looked up in surprise.

"Being my disciple, you must never kill innocent people indiscriminately. If you really do this, I will find you and kill you with my own hands. Do you understand?"

A faint murderous aura wafted around Xue Leihan's body, and the evil aura between his brows was also slowly revealed.

That's right, Xueleihan has already been slaughtered by millions.

But those who died under his hands were those who deserved to die.

Walking in the Douluo Continent, he never killed anyone by mistake!
"Disciple understands!"

Ai Wuxi's face turned pale, but she still replied immediately.

Xue Leihan silently glanced at Ai Wuxi's firm eyes.

"I took you as an apprentice, not because of your rare martial spirit and star soul gun. It's because your character, your style, and your eyes are all very similar to me when I was young. That kind of confidence in myself , not everyone can have it.”

"Although you worship under me, I will be stricter with you in class, and I will double the amount of training for you. Do you accept it?"

Ai Wuxi gritted her teeth, looked at Xueleihan firmly, and said, "Teacher, I wish for it!"

"Okay, you can stay after school tomorrow, go find your classmates now, young people need to be with young people to be energetic."

Xue Leihan waved her hand, signaling Ai Wuxi to leave.

Ai Wuxi took a deep look at Xueleihan, then knelt down and saluted Xueleihan again.

"Disciple Ai Wuxi has gone."

After the worship, Ai Wuxi cupped his hands and said respectfully.

There was also a sincere smile on his calm face.

"Don't forget your homework."

Xue Leihan shouted at the back of Ai Wuxi who was running away, the boy turned his head and saluted again, and then disappeared in a flash.

"This kid."

Xue Leihan shook her head amusedly.

Time to assign a new batch of training plans.

Thinking of Qin Ming and the "kind" guidance given to them by the master, a smirk gradually appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)

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