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Chapter 33: Cheng Han's Talent, Rare in Ten Years

Inside the meditation room.

Voices immediately erupted in a clamor.

"Could it be that Cheng Han has formed a seal? This can't be possible!"

"Cheng Han's last observation time was only forty-four seconds. I heard that the threshold for forming a seal is at least fifty-five seconds. I also think this is impossible."

"Besides Cheng Han, who else could it be? Teacher Qiu formed a seal thirty years ago. He can't possibly form another seal, right?"

"I've never heard of anyone forming a seal while observing the Mysterious Spirit Wall. In the past, the senior students who formed seals all did so during the process of meditation."

"Just because others can't do it doesn't mean Cheng Han can't."

The students immediately split into two factions.

One faction believed that Cheng Han had formed a seal, while the other faction refused to believe it.

The two sides argued incessantly.

Wan Tengjiao's emotions fluctuated, and she had given up on trying to stop the commotion.

Since such a big event had occurred, this meditation class definitely couldn't continue. Borrowing Cheng Han's words, she let them be.

In fact, she was very clear that the one who formed the seal must be Cheng Han, but she couldn't be bothered to explain.

At this moment, Wan Tengjiao suddenly remembered something her father had mentioned before and muttered to herself, "I need to find someone quickly to prevent others from taking the lead."

She was a decisive person, and once she made up her mind, she quickly walked towards the door of the meditation room and pushed it open without hesitation.

The other students noticed this scene and were surprised.

"Why did the class monitor leave?"

"What is Class Monitor Wan going to do?"

Wan Tengjiao hurriedly left the teaching building, turned into the adjacent teachers' office building, and quickly climbed to the fifth floor.

The offices of the three principals of the school were located on this floor.

The decoration here was much better than the other floors. There were many potted plants in the corridor, and the walls were adorned with exquisite paintings.

All of this fully demonstrated the status of a warrior.

Wan Tengjiao continued without stopping and walked straight into an office.

The wooden plaque next to the doorframe indicated the identity of the owner - Vice Principal Yan Dongting.

This middle-aged man with a sturdy build was taken aback when he saw Wan Tengjiao's hurried appearance, and then asked in surprise, "Jiao Jiao, what's the matter?"

The father of the short-haired girl was currently serving in the Black Armor Army, and Yan Dongting was a close friend of his, so he took good care of her in school.

Wan Tengjiao took a breath and quickly said, "Uncle Dongting, there is a student in our class named Cheng Han who just successfully formed a seal."

Yan Dongting looked bewildered.

You came rushing over just for this?

Wan Tengjiao then explained her intention, "You are a retired soldier from the Second Battalion of the Black Armor Army. I suggest that you sign a 'provisional agreement' with him on behalf of the battalion."

The so-called "provisional agreement" meant that the battalion would provide certain support in exchange for the person's service to the battalion after becoming a soldier.

Yan Dongting was a little hesitant. "The meditation teachers in our school have the support of various battalions behind them. If I intervene rashly, it would be against the rules."

There were forty-five classes in the 15th Middle School, and five meditation teachers were responsible for managing nine classes, each of them connected to a battalion.

This was the tacit division of territory among the five major battalions.

Wan Tengjiao raised her voice, "Cheng Han is a third-year student who is not yet fourteen years old this year. You should understand what this means, right?"

Over eighty percent of the students who formed seals in the 15th Middle School were in the fifth grade, with a small number in the fourth grade. In the past ten years, no student in the third grade had formed a seal.

Yan Dongting stood up abruptly and asked eagerly, "The Cheng Han you mentioned, where is he now? Hurry and take me to him."

This retired soldier threw the "rules" out of his mind in an instant.

For students with average aptitude, it was fine to follow the rules, but for a student with such extraordinary talent, which was rare in ten years, anyone who insisted on following the rules would be the biggest fool!

Wan Tengjiao immediately replied, "Cheng Han is still in the meditation room. I'll bring you there as soon as he comes out."

Yan Dongting praised without hesitation, "You've done a great job!"

He genuinely admired the sharpness and decisiveness of his colleague's daughter.

Wan Tengjiao turned around and led the way, saying, "Uncle Dongting, please follow me quickly."

Yan Dongting immediately followed.

Inside the meditation room.

Inside a small compartment.

Cheng Han closed his eyes and observed a mysterious white light from the perspective of his visualization.

Compared to the three remaining imprints, this white light was a whole circle smaller, but the structure of the light threads in its core was extremely complete.

"So this is the Source Sensation Seal!"

Cheng Han naturally understood this.

The level of the "rank" that should be imprinted is much lower than the three remaining imprints, but his spiritual power has recently increased a bit, and he has the ability to bear its pressure.

With a touch of his mind, he immediately sensed a vast and profound existence that was beyond imagination.

It seemed to be everywhere, yet also seemed extremely distant.

This feeling was truly strange to the extreme.

This is precisely the Abyss of Source Energy.

According to the textbook definition, it is the source of all extraordinary powers in the world.

Cheng Han reviewed the entire process of accidentally imprinting, and immediately had a realization in his heart: "The 'imprint' I just used on the Mysterious Spirit Wall played a crucial role."

Imprinting is a skill that can only be mastered after imprinting, and just now, when he used the imprint on the Mysterious Spirit Wall, it triggered a wonderful resonance between himself and the Spirit Shadow Diagram, ultimately condensing the Source Sensation Imprint.

To give an analogy, this is like using high school math knowledge to solve middle school math problems, naturally making it easy to handle.

In addition.

Due to the imprinting, the limit of his spiritual value has increased to 16.5.

An increase of 0.2 points.

Better than nothing.

After a while.

Cheng Han realized the effectiveness of the Source Sensation Imprint and opened his eyes.

Qiu Yuan immediately noticed this scene and asked excitedly, "Cheng Han, did you successfully imprint?"

Cheng Han's face was joyful: "That's right!"

Qiu Yuan's tone became even more excited: "I have been a teacher at No. 15 Middle School for more than 20 years, and you are the most outstanding student I have ever seen."

Cheng Han blinked his eyes and started to boast: "That's because you are a great teacher."

Qiu Yuan laughed so much that his eyes disappeared: "Cheng Han, let's go out first."

He walked to the door and personally opened it.

In that instant, a buzzing discussion came in.

Qiu Yuan looked around and criticized loudly, "This is outrageous! What did I just say? Do you not take my words seriously?"

The students were all silent, not daring to breathe.

It is well known that Qiu Yuan is the strictest teacher at No. 15 Middle School and also the teacher who likes to use a ruler to hit students the most.

However.

What happened next surprised everyone.

Qiu Yuan actually let this matter go lightly: "Forget it, I'll let it go this time, but next time I catch anyone, it will be five hits with the ruler."

The students breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiu Yuan smiled again and announced loudly, "Today, something great happened in our class. Cheng Han successfully condensed the Source Sensation Imprint."

Cheng Han stood by and instantly became the center of attention.

Most of the students had an incredulous look on their faces. In their eyes, this was absolutely impossible, but it happened anyway.

Just half a month ago, Cheng Han was inconspicuous in the class, but half a month later, how did he suddenly rise to the top?

Too fast!

Too fast to adapt to!

More students understood that Cheng Han's future would become bright.

Before today, he was just the "big shot" of Class 3-2.

From now on, he will become the "big shot" of No. 15 Middle School.

Qiu Yuan seemed to be in a hurry and waved his hand: "I have something important to discuss with Cheng Han. Let's end class early today. Everyone, go back to the classroom quickly."

The word "quickly" in this sentence revealed his urgency.

Soon, all the students left.

Qiu Yuan closed the door and stared at Cheng Han with a burning gaze: "Cheng Han, with your outstanding talent, the probability of becoming a warrior is over 99%. I have..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted.

"Creak~"

The door suddenly pushed open.

Qiu Yuan was annoyed: "Didn't I just say to go back to the classroom first?"

"It's me!"

With a loud voice, a burly figure appeared at the door.

It was Vice Principal Yan Dongting.

Qiu Yuan, who had originally been imposing, suddenly stiffened.

He had a strong premonition that the other party was probably not here for a good reason.

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(End of this chapter)