Chapter 243
Jiang Chen jumped off the Hero Platform and said, “Dean, which class should I join now?”
“Go to Class Four,” Shui Yuechuan said immediately. She had decided it before Jiang Chen had even asked her.
“Okay.”
Since it was the dean’s decision, others had no second opinions. Song Yingzhuo, the class leader of Class Four, was a kind guy compared to other disciples of the Sacred Institute.
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Jiang Chen had impressed the Sacred Institute with his fight with Zhuang Fan. All of the disciples of the Earth Grade were talking about this short-term disciple.
The uniform of the disciples of the Earth Grade was blue, while it was white for the Heaven Grade.
The leader was a youngster. He had an angular face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes.
“You’re Jiang Chen?” He didn’t look very nice. There was anger in his eyes.
“If you say so.” Jiang Chen would never be nice to troublemakers.
“I guess you’ve received Zhuang Tian’s letter of challenge. You have two options. Option one, refuse it and be a coward. Option two, take the challenge as an outsider of the Sacred Institute,” the guy said.
Jiang Chen and Crimson Moon understood his intentions.
Zhuang Tian was an outsider. He wasn’t a disciple of the Sacred Institute.
If Jiang Chen had this fight with him and lost, Zhuang Tian would boast he had defeated a disciple of the Sacred Institute.
This wasn’t an acceptable result for these disciples. That was why they’d come to Jiang Chen’s room to warn him.
“Remember what I told you. My name is Lin Yu. If you don’t follow my suggestion, you’ll find it very difficult to stay at the Sacred Institute.”
Lin Yu left with his men after the trash-talking.
“He wants you to refuse the challenge or take the challenge as an outsider, because he doesn’t want you to lose the Sacred Institute’s reputation,” Crimson Moon said.
“You didn’t have to tell me that. Of course I already know.”
“I wasn’t telling you. I was gloating.”
Crimson Moon was beaming and showed her teeth, as if she wanted to prove what she had said. She left joyfully.
Jiang Chen gazed at Crimson Moon’s back, from her waist to her legs, and raised his eyebrows.
Ning Haotian, you’re lucky, but what should I do with your pretty wife after I kill you?
Then he threw the letter of challenge somewhere, got dressed, and left the room.
This was his first day of school in the Sacred Institute.
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His classroom was a big room with classic taste. The floor was paved with precious solid wood. Disciples had to take their shoes off before they entered the room. During class, they had to sit on their heels behind their small desks.
On the desks, there were ink and pens. Jiang Chen was sitting by the window. He had a strange feeling.
The current scene reminded him of 500 hundred years ago, when he was studying with his master. It was like yesterday, so vivid in his mind.
His teacher was a middle-aged woman, almost forty years old, who was very serious and old-fashioned. She introduced tactical formations to the disciples like she was reciting a book.
Her name was Mifa. She taught tactical formations in the west courtyard.
The Sacred Institute didn’t expect all disciples to become masters of tactical formations. This class would only teach them necessary knowledge in this area, such as their classification and general solutions to crack them.
It was only an introduction. Jiang Chen had been attracted to tactical formations there, then he had studied them deeply.
The Sacred Institute would only enlighten disciples. As for how far they could go, that would depend on them.
In the Natural Law School, few disciples knew about tactical formations.
Compared to the Natural Law School, the way the Sacred Institute trains their disciples is more efficient and thorough. More importantly, there’s an ultimate standard.
It’s the Sacred Institute that will decide which level is only passing, and which level is outstanding.
It’s hard to say which way is better, but I’m sure about one thing. It’s useless for me.
The reason was simple. The introduction was too simple for him. It was him who had developed many of these theories.