Chapter 734: Instructor (below)

No matter what everyone thinks, at this time Zhang Miao has left the general team with the spirit pendulum and started to go to Zhenyang Spiritual Academy.
Zhenyang School of Spiritual Art is a college set up by Yamamoto Motoyanagi Nakaguchi two thousand years ago. It is an educational institution dedicated to nurturing future ghosts, secret mobile teams, and the 13th court.
The college's enrollment range is also very wide. Not only are the nobles from the Jingling Court, as long as they can pass the exam, even civilians from Liushun Street can enter the school.
The school's teaching scope is also very wide, from the most basic "cut fist and go ghost" to the current soul burial internship, etc., there are dedicated professors, although the course has 6 years, but excellent students can skip the level to shorten the Time to graduate.
For example, in the original book, the captain of the Sanban team, Ichimaru, the captain of the Shiban team, and the Shibanu Dongshilang, and the deputy captain of the Shiban team, Zhibo Haiyan, are all geniuses who graduated early.
Today Ichimaru Yin and Shibo Haiyan have both graduated, and both have joined the 13 teams of the Jingling Court, and the Japanese Shivalu Dongshilang has not yet appeared.
"Maybe I can be Xiaobai's teacher!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Miao grinned suddenly, then accelerated her pace and walked towards Zhenyang Spiritual Academy.
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Zhenyang School of Spiritual Art is located near Baidaomen. Perhaps because of the order of enlarging the enrollment of Yamamoto Motoyagi, when Zhang Miao arrived, he found that thousands of candidates in different clothes were blocking the entrance of the college.
These candidates are very young. As you can see from their clothing, some of these candidates are nobles in the Jingling Court, and more are candidates from Liuhun Street.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Miao's mouth suddenly turned up.
"It seems that there are many people who want to rely on books to change their destiny. I like hard-working people, so let me help you. As for whether you can change your destiny, it's up to you! "
Thinking of this, Zhang Miao immediately let go of one thousandth of her pressure.
"boom!"
With a roar, the spiritual pressure equivalent to 30 million combat power was released by Zhang Miao, and the golden spirit pressure went straight to the sky.
Although Zhang Miao did not deliberately attack anyone, under his huge pressure, the thousands of candidates present were all without exception, all crushed to the ground and their faces were full of surprise.
Not only the candidates, but even the college faculty members who are responsible for assessing them, have been weighed down, making breathing difficult.
"It's so strong, which captain is here?"
From the perspective of these teachers, there is no such thing as the captain of the 13th team in the Jingling Court.
But what they didn't expect was that a person wearing a black robe and white pants with long bright red hair and a child in his hand caught their eyes.
Who is not Zhang Miao?
In the surprised eyes of several teachers, the sudden penance of the spirit pendulum held by Zhang Miao turned into a sword.
"Is it a knife?"
After seeing this scene, the several teachers present at the scene again widened their eyes, and all the eyes revealed were unbelievable.
Zhang Miao ignored them and dangled the spirit that had been restored to the sword to the waist. Then she slowly walked to the entrance of the college and opened her mouth to the candidates who were overwhelmed by the spirit.
"Candidates, since everyone is taking the exam, I won't say much nonsense. Even if I can enter the college gate under my spiritual pressure, even if I pass, the time is ten minutes. Let's start!
Although I do n’t know Zhang Miao ’s identity, with his huge pressure and the sword of the waist, and the shocked eyes of the teachers, the candidates immediately chose to believe his words and went all out to go to the college. The door moved.
Of course, only a few are able to stand up, others are crawling towards the college gate.
Many more people can't even climb, like an insect stuck on a stick fly board, crawling in the place and struggling hard.
Ten minutes passed quickly, and less than 10% of the candidates were able to climb into the gate of the college under the pressure of Zhang Miao, and 90% of them were unable to move outside the gate of the college.
Zhang Miao calculated that it was almost time, so she retracted her spirit pressure, and then waved toward the people outside the door.
"Your spiritual power is too weak. Being a of death is not necessarily a good thing for you. Go back!"
After speaking, Zhang Miao turned and walked into Zhenyang Spiritual Academy, and then raised her chin towards several teachers around her.
"Close the door!"
"Uh ... yes, sir!"
After hearing Zhang Miao's words, several faculty members stunned, and after responding, they quickly agreed and hurried to close the door.
Although they still don't know Zhang Miao's identity, can a person who can make the cutting knife look like a simple character?
The answer is obvious, so obeying the other person's words is the smartest choice.
And Zhang Miao saw the teachers hand and foot close to close the door, nodded with satisfaction, and then turned to look at the more than a hundred stunned candidates in front of them.
Looking at them in wonder, Zhang Miao smiled at them suddenly.
"First of all, congratulations on passing your exams and becoming a student of Zhenyang Spirituality Academy, which is also the preparation for the death of the Holy Spirit. For most of you, your destiny has been changed!"
After hearing Zhang Miao's words, many of the people at the scene were agitated. If it wasn't for Zhang Miao's identity, at this time they would be tempted to jump up and cheer.
Zhang Miao noticed their desperate excitement, and immediately waved at them.
"Well, I can understand your mood. Just cheer as much as you want. Don't worry about me. I'm not such an unfriendly person. Don't you find that I look particularly handsome?"
"Hahahaha ..." After hearing Zhang Miao's words, many people at the scene couldn't help laughing, and felt a lot more relaxed.
In their opinion, a person who can joke with students is never too difficult.
Soon, a lot of students asked a lot of questions toward Zhang Miao.
"Sir, are you the teacher who teaches us?"
"No way, this adult is so powerful. He must be the captain of the 13th team in the court, right?"
"No no no ... I think this adult should be the dean of the college!"
"That's right ..."
After hearing the trainees' guesses, Zhang Miao smiled and said nothing. When they gradually became quiet, Zhang Miao smiled and waved at them.
"You're all wrong, I'm neither your instructor, the captain of the 13th team, nor the dean of Zhenyang Spiritual Academy!"
After hearing that, the candidates who were present became confused again, and Zhang Miao continued to speak at this time.
"I'm the combat instructor appointed here by the captain. My task is to teach you how to fight Daxu, and to put it plainly, Daxu, or to die."
"..."
After hearing such words, all the candidates present were wide-eyed and dull in their eyes.
Obviously, most of them only applied to Zhenyang Spiritual Art College for the purpose of changing their destiny, and were not ready to fight against Xu.
But this was also expected by Zhang Miao, so when they saw their stagnation, they waved at them again.
"Well, now you don't have to worry too much, because now you are not qualified to accept the flogging I love, ha ha ha ha!"
"..."