Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 201 - 92 Martial Arts Garden Students_2
"Junior Sister Qi Qi, Junior Brother Xu, wait here for us; we're going down!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
Both replied in unison.
The next moment.
Plop—
Plop—
...
With the sound of splashing, several people dove into the lake and quickly disappeared from the surface.
Inside the lake.
The group hurriedly followed the gray-robed man's descent trajectory.
After dozens of breaths.
"Go up first!" said the gray-robed man.
Even underwater, with the gray-robed man's physique, he could easily make a resonant, deep voice.
At this moment, the others were already gasping for air, their faces flushed red, and their lungs nearly out of oxygen.
Hearing the words of the gray-robed man, they felt a huge relief and rapidly swam toward the surface of the lake.
After a short while.
The gray-robed man's feet touched the soft riverbed made of sand and gravel.
Relying on the pull of the token in his hand, he quickly found three corpses.
At this point, after soaking in the water for several days.
The three bodies were beyond recognition, their flesh had been largely nibbled away by fish and shrimp, with only some pale rotting meat still clinging to their bones.
"It's definitely Elder Liu!" Upon seeing the clothes on the skeletal remains, the gray-robed man immediately confirmed.
He then went to Liu Qingsong's side and stooped to untie the stones bound to Liu's bones.
Moments later.
He also untied the stones bound to the other two corpses.
Then he grabbed the three bodies and started ascending.
...
Above the lake.
Whoosh—
With the sound of the waves, the gray-robed man emerged from the water.
"Third Elder!"
"Third Elder!"
"..."
Seeing the gray-robed man appear, the disciples from Medicine King Valley called out one after another.
"Catch!" said the gray-robed man, and then he flung the three corpses he had brought up from the bottom of the lake toward the shore.
The three bodies instantly traced a parabola and fell to the bank.
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The next moment.
He kicked hard in the water.
Boom—
Before the explosive power in his legs, the water under his feet instantly solidified like mud.
He leapt out of the water in an instant.
The surface of the water beneath his feet was like having been struck by a shell, a ring of white waves spreading endlessly outward.
"Third Elder, is this Elder Liu's body?" One disciple pointed to a rotting corpse on the shore and spoke.
"According to the token's guidance, and these clothes, it is indeed Elder Liu Qingsong," said the gray-robed man.
Then he shook his body, the Great Tendon inside him pulling throughout, instantly causing his clothes to flutter, shaking a large amount of water from them.
His clothes were half dry in an instant.
"Third Elder, what should we do now?" a disciple asked.
"Find the murderer who killed Liu Qingsong and the others," the gray-robed middle-aged man glanced at the bodies on the ground, then spoke again, "Do you know what Elder Liu was doing when he left that day?"
"We know!" a disciple nodded, "According to Elder Liu, he was going to ask Jiang Ning a question."
"Jiang Ning?" the gray-robed man said, "Who is this person?"
...
Elsewhere.
The outer city.
The western training ground.
Jiang Ning had just arrived to see the place surrounded by an impenetrable crowd.
Even as the sun overhead began to bear down fiercely, the crowd of onlookers remained dense.
Wooden sheds had already been erected all around the training ground.
The wooden sheds were already filled with about half of the people.
Wang Jin led a group of people toward a wooden shed on the eastern side of the training ground.
The shelter was the designated area for the Canglang Martial Arts Hall.
Then, a group of people made their way to the shelter on the east side of the training ground.
"Master Wang, you've arrived!"
As soon as they entered the shelter, a tall man sitting on the outermost bench stood up and greeted Wang Jin.
This man was none other than the master of the Divine Power Hall, Yu Yuan.
In Luoshui County, he was also a true powerhouse, considered on par with Wang Jin, and likewise ranked as a Martial Arts Seventh Grade.
Having seen him at the apprenticeship banquet, Jiang Ning recognized him immediately.
"Master Yu!" Wang Jin also called out in greeting.
Then he calmly took his seat.
Jiang Ning and the others also sat on the benches behind Wang Jin.
"Master Wang, do any of your disciples have aspirations to compete for the team leader position?" Yu Yuan suddenly turned his head and asked Wang Jin.
"Are you implying, old man, that your disciples are dead set on securing the position of team leader?" inquired Wang Jin.
"Master Wang is sharp!" Yu Yuan laughed, "You saw right through it; indeed, there's no concealing it from you."
Wang Jin shook his head. "If you want to brag about your disciple, just say so. Why beat around the bush? Surely your disciple Du Yang hasn't already reached Eighth Grade, has he?"
"Ha ha!" Yu Yuan chuckled, "Nothing gets past you, Master Wang!"
Hearing this, Wang Jin turned and asked Zhou Xing, "Do you have any thoughts of competing for the team leader position?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xing gave a slight nod, "Your disciple has also reached the status of Eighth Grade Martial Artist!"
With this statement, both Wang Jin and Yu Yuan understood Zhou Xing's intention.
How could someone of Eighth Grade not have the ambition to compete for the team leader position?
At this moment, Wang Jin also laughed heartily, "Brother Yu, you see... my disciple isn't too shabby, right?"
"Not at all!" Yu Yuan's gaze fixed on Zhou Xing, as he uttered words of admiration, "The prodigious scion of the Zhou family is indeed extraordinary, with a life of promise to reach our level!"
Wang Jin nodded slightly, "Naturally!"
Simultaneously,
Jiang Ning's gaze swept over the entire training ground and then settled on a grandstand in the distance.
The grandstand was filled with men and women, all dressed opulently in obviously expensive fabrics.
Among these people, Jiang Ning also spotted two familiar figures.
Lin Jiaer, the niece of Lin Qingyi.
Liuu Shansheng, the brother of his older sister-in-law, Liuu Wanwan.
"These must be the disciples from the Martial Arts Garden," Jiang Ning thought to himself.
Li Qing, following Jiang Ning's line of sight, then leaned slightly towards him.
"Junior Brother Jiang, are you envious? They can sit in the cool grandstand while we must sit in this stifling shelter."
"A little!" Jiang Ning nodded.
As Li Qing said, the shelters, simply constructed out of wood, became unbearably hot under the slightest sunlight.
Particularly since each shelter was not very large, with so many people crammed together, perspiration mingled with the air, making one feel somewhat dizzy.
On the grandstand, however, it was different. With open space and good air circulation, it was far more comfortable than the shelter.
Li Qing's eyes also showed envy as she looked towards where the disciples of the Martial Arts Garden sat.
"Not just Junior Brother Jiang, I am envious too!"
"It's so much more comfortable up there on the grandstand!"
"But we're not qualified to go over there; they are students from the Martial Arts Schools of Dongling City, their status is far more noble than that of people from small places like ours."
Hearing this, Jiang Ning said, "Senior Sister, you don't need to belittle yourself. Your family background is certainly not lacking."
"Not lacking it may be," Li Qing shook her head slightly, "but compared to them, it falls quite short."
Just then,
Zhao Hu clenched his fists as he saw Li Qing leaning towards Jiang Ning.
"That damn pretty boy!!" he cursed inwardly.
Elsewhere,
Lin Jiaer, seated in the grandstand of the training ground, also spotted Jiang Ning in the shelter.
Jiang Ning stood out among the crowd, his height and appearance easily attracting attention.
From her vantage point, seeing Jiang Ning sitting in the shelter, she tilted her chin up slightly with a trace of pride on her face.
As if to say,
Look!
This is the difference!
Seeing Lin Jiaer's subtle gesture, Jiang Ning shook his head.
Childish!
He then glanced at Liuu Shansheng.
Surrounded by a crowd, it was clear that Liuu Shansheng was the center of attention.
"It seems Liuu Shansheng was not wrong! He indeed has a great chance of becoming the Clan Leader of the Liuu family; otherwise, his status wouldn't be this high."
Afterwards, Jiang Ning's gaze landed on the central high platform of the grandstand, where the Taishi Chair stood unoccupied.
Jiang Ning knew that seat was reserved for the Master of the Inspector Mansion of Luoshui County.
Given the power of the Inspection Office, if the County Lord was the previous tyrant of Luoshui County, then that Residence Master was probably the sky of Luoshui County.
A being who could control life and death, and cover the heavens with one hand.
