Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint Chapter 211 97: Competing for the Position of Team Leader2

"I think so too. Just look at that pale and gaunt student from the Martial Arts Garden before, it's simply like sweeping away everything with ease."

"Yeah! That pale and gaunt student from the Martial Arts Garden looked malnourished, and his physical condition was average! Yet he was so terrifying; not to ntion this disciple wearing the white robe from the Martial Arts Garden, he must be even more formidable!"

"..."

While the people in the wooden shed were discussing fervently, Jiang Ning and the others also stepped down from the ring, walking toward the wooden shed where Wang Jin was.

...

In the wooden shed.

"Good!"

"Excellent!!"

"Marvelous!!!"

Looking at the three who had returned before him, Wang Jin couldn't hide his expression of joy.

He continued, "The three of you have now successfully crossed the Dragon Gate, and henceforth, as you wear the official uniforms and utilize the resources of the Inspection Office, your prospects in Martial Arts will be limitless."

Jiang Ning clasped his hands and said, "This is all thanks to Master's guidance!"

This was a sincere remark from Jiang Ning's heart.

He knew that without Wang Jin, there would be no him today.

Zhou Xing, seeing this, also clasped his hands in courtesy.

"Thanks to Master Wang for his past cultivation!"

Zhang Tiesheng quickly buzzed, "Thanks for Master's nurturing!"

"You are all comndable!" Wang Jin nodded with full of emotion.

Then his gaze swept over Zhang Tiesheng and landed on Zhou Xing, saying, "Zhou Xing, Tiesheng is your junior disciple; since he follows you, I hope you treat him well in the future."

Zhou Xing, hearing this, imdiately clasped his hand and said, "Rest assured, Master Wang! I will certainly treat Junior Brother Tiesheng well!"

"Then I am relieved!" Wang Jin nodded with satisfaction.

Then he added, "You few are my last disciples. In the future, the Canglang Martial Arts Hall may close and no longer accept disciples."

"Master, why is that?" Jiang Ning imdiately asked.

Wang Jin chuckled, "There's nothing to worry about, it's not a bad thing but a good thing! I want to seriously pursue Martial Arts."

At this mont.

Yu Yuan, who was still watching the ring on the side, heard this key phrase from Wang Jin's mouth.

He suddenly turned around, looking at Wang Jin in astonishnt.

"Master Wang, by your words... could it be that you have made progress in your Martial Arts?"

"Indeed!" Wang Jin laughed heartily, "Master Yu still understands !"

"At your age, how did you manage that???" Yu Yuan's eyes widened as he looked at Wang Jin.

"Congratulations, Master!" Jiang Ning said, offering his congratulations.

"Congratulations, Master!"

"Congratulations, Master Wang!!"

"Congratulations, Master Wang!!"

"..."

For a mont, the congratulations from all the disciples in the Martial Arts Hall echoed continuously.

Wang Jin couldn't help but laugh heartily.

Seeing this scene before him, Jiang Ning roughly understood.

It must have been that Wang Jin's Inner Elixir Cultivation Skill had improved again, enhancing the skills of his internal organs.

Thus, Wang Jin had the confidence to make further progress from his high standard, hence the decision not to recruit disciples anymore.

*"That's good!" Jiang Ning thought to himself.*

*Wang Jin's improvent in strength was undoubtedly a great thing for him as well.*

*With Wang Jin's improvent, his backing as a disciple would also be stronger.*

At this mont.

The head of Shenwei Martial Arts Hall, Yu Yuan, watched the scene beside him, his eyes showing a hint of envy.

Wang Jin's strength was advancing, aning stepping into the threshold of the Sixth Rank.

That was also his long-cherished wish over the years.

For strong elders like them, if it weren't for the decline in physical condition and strength not progressing but regressing, who would choose to open a hall and accept disciples as a provision for old age?

*This Wang Jin is quite lucky!*

*Not only are his disciples stronger than mine, but he also seems to be breaking through his own strength?*

*I wonder what lucky encounter this old fellow had, stepping on so good fortune?* Yu Yun thought to himself.

...

A mont later.

The clamor in the wooden shed quieted down.

"Brother Jiang, I envy you!" Cheng Ran, standing beside Jiang Ning, displayed eyes filled with envy.

Faced with Cheng Ran's emotion-laden sigh, Jiang Ning opened his mouth, suddenly unsure of how to console him.

He knew that joining the Inspection Office and becoming stronger through martial arts was Cheng Ran's only goal before.

The reason he later said he would give up martial arts and turn to business was simply because Cheng Ran had seen the reality.

*Cheng Ran was not like himself, who had the fortunes of a fate-changing panel.*

*Even if he worked hard at martial arts, due to talent, aptitude, and family background,*

*He was destined not to make much of an achievent despite his efforts.*

*How many people in the world practice martial arts?*

*Among them were diligent and hardworking individuals.*

*But those who beca Ninth Grade Martial Artists were one in a hundred, or even one in a thousand.*

*Cheng Ran, although different from them, as long as he continued, was still hopeful in the Martial Arts Nine Grade.*

*But going further was too difficult for him.*

*The Eighth Grade required mastering power.*

*And mastering power required very high martial arts comprehension,*

*Or extrely substantial wealth.*

*Cheng Ran had neither of these.*

*It was precisely because Cheng Ran realized this that he chose to abandon the martial path.*

After a mont of silence, Jiang Ning patted Cheng Ran's shoulder.

"Brother Cheng, you can actually choose martial arts."

"The Inspection Office, I might have a way to get you in!"

"Really?" Hearing Jiang Ning's words, Cheng Ran's eyes suddenly shone with light, turning from dim to bright.

Jiang Ning thought for a mont, recalling what Liuu Shansheng had said when he visited, and he nodded slightly again.

"Maybe there's a way! But I can't guarantee it!"

"No worries!" Cheng Ran imdiately smiled, "It's enough for Brother Jiang to have this intention! As for whether it succeeds or not, I've co to terms with it!"

"If it doesn't happen, having no path in martial arts, I can focus on managing my family's business, which is also a good choice!"