Chapter 327 - 327 307 Advancement Class

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327: Chapter 307: Advancement Class 327: Chapter 307: Advancement Class Being a professor at Ancient City University is a nice position to have. Once you successfully secure the position, not only do you receive a high salary, but also a series of “authority grants.” These include access to highly classified taboo knowledge, the unlocking of hidden information, the ability to purchase special and controlled items, and some special secret realms and professions controlled by the authorities would be opened up for you. Most importantly, it is the social status and the “official recognition” … This seemingly elusive thing actually provides convenience to you in various aspects. Of course, as a price, you also have to serve the massive Order institution. “…. This lance is a bit sinister; are you sure you want to make it your main weapon?” Just by touching the unactivated Storm Lance, Lu Dechun could feel the strong aura of death and resentment within. This was a sinister device capable of dragging both the user and the opponent down to hell together. His face remained calm, seemingly subconsciously picking up a notebook and looking at student information. “Lu Ping’an, 17, 2-tier Combat-series Gardener, 2-tier Contractor, 1-tier Runner, 1-tier Soldier (not updated), official member of the Special Service Team, Gold Badge Lantern Bearer… a Gold Medal?!” He put down the idea of raising an alarm. This Gold Badge was enough to prove the other’s worth, and at least he wasn’t qualified to question the youth’s ability… Instead, he seriously thought about how to fulfill the other’s request. The first-class gold medal, which Lu Ping’an originally thought was just an honor and a title, but in fact, it was the most important part of the reward. It was indeed an honor, and a recognition, an authentication of your past achievements, qualifications, and abilities. This intangible honor turned into tangible help. Under normal circumstances, how long would it take to make a seasoned professional trust you? The invisible resources this seemingly weightless “medal of honor” could bring were limitless. “Wait a moment, we’ll start class first, and I’ll think about it.” The weapon master, who had at least thirty years of practical experience, pondered for a moment but did not give an immediate answer. The other students were still there, each with their own needs, and it wasn’t something that could be resolved in a short amount of time. It was not easy to take on the role of a “weapons technique professor.” The prerequisite for guiding others on their path was for oneself to have walked far enough… Considering the extremely complex advancement system for professionals, as well as the unique abnormal abilities of each individual, one could understand how high the demands for “pointing the way” were for teachers. The trio of mentors continued their work, asking questions one by one. Today was the first class, and it wasn’t realistic for the professor to teach anything specific. It wasn’t a beginner class where students could go straight to military training and physical fitness. Most students needed tailored guidance. This work was hard to complete in a short time, and many required support outside of class. But as long as there was progress within this semester, the expensive tuition would be worth it. As they walked past, the students each raised their requests, some were easy to handle, giving them a set of martial techniques or directions, and then letting them practice on their own, while others discussed their development paths, even requiring practical tests… The troublesome ones were naturally left to the end. Without a doubt, Lu Ping’an’s request was the most troublesome. Those that were easy to resolve were dealt with on the spot, and the trio occasionally stopped. Everyone was in no hurry. When it wasn’t their turn, they either chatted quietly or simply practiced using the venue. Some practiced openly in public, attracting many onlookers and cheers. Some, to ensure their own information was not leaked, set up a separate partition… But it wouldn’t take long for them to realize the insignificance of it because advancement combat involved paired practice, and this level of information would be leaked sooner or later anyway. Just like Xia Qin, Sophist, and Lei Huoren back then, their classmates were often brought up for comparison, but after a few years, that information would become meaningless. “You’re a freshman? That’s a bit exaggerated.” Among a large group of juniors and two sophomores, Lu Ping’an, who was just a second-year student, clearly stood out… especially when he took out that massive gadget. No one would look down on him, as weapons were the claws and trademarks of warriors. The mere proximity of such a dangerous weapon made people uneasy, and the fact that Lu Ping’an casually carried it proved that he was indeed qualified to stand here. Normal schools don’t have that many “show-off face-slapping” scenes, and most students are able to maintain some kindness and patience towards unfamiliar students. These inquiries serve as a process for getting to know each other better. “I heard the rules have changed this time, and not just for newcomers, but also for veterans and social combatants.” None of the senior brothers present knew Lu Ping’an, just like how sophomores and juniors in ordinary universities would not bother to pay attention to freshmen. “Your surname is Lu? Do you have a Battle-profession? What tier is it?” Advancement Combat courses are all about serving the battle profession. Although there are no hardware standards, at least a zero-order or first-tier battle-profession is required to start considering further studies in this area. Lu Ping’an with a smile refused the cigarette that was handed to him, as he did not have the habit of smoking. “War Chess Player, a 2-tier warlord system.” “Oh, so you’re a commander? Then why not go for a conductor profession?” The senior brother was a bit surprised. The warlord system was difficult to enter, and this young man has already experienced the baptism of war? “I will, but if my close combat skills are too weak, I won’t survive long on the battlefield. Since there is an opportunity to further my studies, I might as well practice a bit.” “Practice?” The other third-year senior brother took it as a challenge and showed his enthusiasm. Upon hearing this, Lu Ping’an felt a bit troubled. This third-year senior brother was indeed passionate, but maybe a bit too impatient… “Don’t worry, I know the warlord profession has limited bonuses to close combat and physical strength, so I’ll be gentle. I’m a 2-tier Axeman, and we both use long-handled weapons, so I’m a bit itching for a fight.” The other person showed sincerity, apparently eager to see someone with a similar weapon. Lu Ping’an thought about it for a moment. In the end, he still didn’t take the Storm Lance… He was afraid of accidents happening. He opened another box, and the familiar Brass Upper War Scythe gave him a gentle touch. He felt that it had become much lighter. After swinging it a couple of times to get the feel back, he stepped into the sparring area. 1 minute… or to be more precise, 47 seconds later, he returned. This was because Lu Ping’an held back and gave his opponent 20 seconds of action before he moved. “Damn, this is too fake! You call this weak in close combat?!” His vest was soaked in cold sweat; when the war scythe had stopped at his throat, the Death God whispered in his mind, and Senior Brother Jiang was a little dazed. Speed, reaction, strength, battlefield experience – all were completely crushed. Giving him tens of seconds of survival time was just face-saving. “I’m a Contractor, I can’t lie… Compared to the opponents I faced before, he’s a bit too weak.” Second-tier Scholar plus second-tier Warlord starting from scratch? This is a tough character returning from the battlefield, and Jiang understood it instantly. “I’m a member of the Special Service Team, and I’ve been very busy recently.” Lu Ping’an added, as if to mislead a bit. “Oh, a Special Enrollment Student? No wonder, an intern for the Special Service Team?” “A formal one, just successfully transferred a few days ago.” The onlookers also thought about it and directly asked, “Top 100? This time, it seems that many freshmen were specially enrolled directly into the Special Service Team to support them, and some of them were made official.” “Yes, the ninth…” Lu Ping’an just calmly recounted it. After all, they might be together for half a year after this, so it’s better to just talk it through. “I’ve heard that you guys had a lot of pressure this time? Many sacrifices?” “…I just barely survived this time. I felt like my strength was insufficient, so I came here to practice more. I’m going to start over and really learn some close combat skills.” Lu Ping’an’s words made others look at him with more friendliness and respect, while at the same time ignited their fighting spirit and ambition. As soon as an expert makes a move, they know if they have it or not. With Lu Ping’an’s skills, he was definitely at the top of the campus level. If a tough character like him was determined to learn close combat, then the “younger” people with a slightly earlier age had no reason to stop. Lu Ping’an, as a “catfish,” brought about a benign catfish effect, which was also noticed by the mentors. After going through it once, they naturally prioritized helping Lu Ping’an solve his problems.

Chapter 327 - 327 307 Advancement Class

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