Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 44: Over Twenty Admissions Directors Clash at the Sc

The principal cleared his throat and casually replied.

"Oh, really? All the academies! After you left, my phone hasn’t stopped ringing. Top academies, first-class academies, second-class academies, all want a piece."

"They’re all here to recruit Lin Ping’an, but whether they’re aware of the situation with cultivation techniques, I really have no idea!"

"Oh!"

With that, he sighed and walked out the door.

anwhile, Lin Ping’an remained incredibly calm.

A few dozen minutes later.

At the gates of Celestial Yang First Middle School, a luxury car arrived, and not far from the entrance, the principal was already waiting there.

Putting everything aside, the recruitnt directors from those academies are, at minimum, martial artists beyond the Fourth Grade Realm.

In such circumstances, greeting them personally is basic etiquette.

A mont later, a middle-aged man appeared, his aura sowhat restrained but still tinged with an unmistakable sense of foreboding and intimidation.

"Hello, I am Li Hai, director of the Northeast Academy Recruitnt Office..."

"Ah! Welco... welco... very welco Director Li... gracing us with your presence..."

Unlike the other’s deanor, the principal’s expression was sowhat stiff, as if he had sothing difficult to say, appearing extrely unnatural.

Seeing this, Director Li frowned slightly, feeling sowhat puzzled.

His gaze turned inquisitive, examining them continuously.

"Where is Lin Ping’an? Why don’t I see him?"

"Uh... I’ve already notified him to wait in the conference room!"

"Alright then... Ti is of the essence, I’m already quite eager to et this prodigious student, let’s go!"

"Um... maybe... we should wait a bit longer?"

"Wait? What do you an?"

Before the principal could respond, another luxury car arrived, stopping as a figure appeared.

In the blink of an eye, they materialized beside the two.

"What do you an? Of course, you were waiting for ! Li Hai, you’re pretty fast, aren’t you?"

"Dong Hu? It’s actually you, you despicable thing! Damn it! Coming to steal students from again!"

"You can’t expect ivory from a dog’s mouth! Pretending for just a few minutes, now showing your true colors! Such filthy language is totally unbecoming of soone setting an example as a teacher."

"Bullshit! Last ti you shalessly snatched away a martial arts prodigy, that was one thing. But now you’re here again? Your Southwest Academy Civilization Master Departnt is the worst of the first-class academies, yet you shalessly co ruining talented people?"

"Get lost! It’s your academy’s civilization masters who are terrible! Previously it was just a lack of good students, otherwise, you wouldn’t have a chance to bark here."

"..."

Within a few exchanges, their tempers flared, disregarding their location, standing face-to-face and verbally sparring with no sense of decorum.

Simultaneously, they rolled up their sleeves, almost ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

Nearby, not far away, the principal displayed a bitter smile.

He had guessed such a situation would occur, hoping there won’t be a full-blown brawl.

That’s also one of the main reasons why they weren’t directly brought inside.

After all, that small conference room wouldn’t be able to withstand martial artists from the Middle Grade Realm and beyond.

Moreover, this was just the beginning; at least a dozen more academy directors were on their way.

Currently, they just hope the others will arrive quickly, preventing these two from escalating their conflict to actual fighting.

At the sa ti.

The scene at the school gate attracted quite a bit of attention from the students at First Middle School, it being break ti.

They didn’t dare to get too close, observing from afar, continuously speculating and discussing.

"Look, isn’t that our principal? Who are those two beside him? It seems so formal!"

"Sothing big might be happening! See those two luxury cars outside the gate, starting at several million each! They must be important figures!"

"Feels like those two are powerful martial artists, just looking makes want to run away."

"I just rembered... I just rembered... Those two... the one on the left is Dong Hu from the recruitnt office of Southwest Academy, a Fifth Grade Martial Arts Powerhouse, the other one is Li Hai from the recruitnt office of Northeast Academy, also a Fifth Grade Martial Arts Powerhouse. I’ve seen their photos on the websites of these academies, exactly the sa, really exactly the sa."

"OMG! All from top-notch academies!"

"What? Southwest Academy? Northeast Academy? Recruitnt directors? Two Fifth Grade Powerhouses? Why are they at our school?"

"Is it early recruitnt? Competing for students? I’ve seen news reports! Before college entrance exams, all the academies co to the cities to vie for martial arts prodigy students."

"Amazing! I feel like I’ll be specially recruited!"

"Oh right! I think I just saw Lin Ping’an at school! Could they be looking for him?"

"Are you joking? Maybe ten days ago, that might be possible! But now, who knows how many are stronger than him!"

"Perform well later, maybe you’ll be specially recruited!"

"..."

During the discussion, the class bell rang, and reluctantly, the students headed back to the teaching building, glancing in longing toward the school gate.

anwhile, the two directors of the academies focused all their attention on each other.

They didn’t notice any of the students’ Qi Blood values.

A few minutes later, perhaps due to the principal’s silent prayers having so effect, the third academy director made a spectacular entrance.

Upon the appearance of the newcor, the previously confronting two imdiately changed their target, facing outward together.

"Zhao Yuntao, it’s you, you bastard! Last year’s business with snatching my martial arts prodigy, we haven’t settled that yet! How dare you appear in front of again?"

"Zhao Yuntao, you sneaky old man, are you plotting so sly trick to steal people now?"

The third recruitnt director to arrive smiled as he began speaking.

"Gentlen, let’s be civilized, be polite, foster a new ethos! Don’t be so rude, talking about stealing and snatching sounds so bad. It’s all just fair competition!"

"Damn! You scamr, you dare to speak those words?"

"Exactly! Exactly! Among all academy directors, you’re the dirtiest dog of all!"

"..."

Not far away, watching the three in verbal combat, the principal had already discreetly slipped aside, quietly beginning to sweat.

Can’t afford to ss with them... better stay away... lest I get accidentally injured.

In the coming ti, one academy recruitnt director after another appeared.

Eventually, upon seeing familiar faces at the entrance, each one of them—without exception—turned grim, angrily joining the arguntative fray.

To capture the commonly repeated sentint in the air:

Everywhere you turn, it’s the sa bunch of thieving dogs, so annoying, really annoying!

Half an hour later.

At the gates of Celestial Yang First Middle School, over a dozen luxury cars parked outside, a dozen Fourth and Fifth Grade Middle Tier martial artists bickering amongst themselves.

The scene was extrely noisy, only describable as complete chaos.

anwhile, from the teaching building’s windows, each class paid close attention to the situation.

And they didn’t forget to secretly relay the outside scene to their classmates.

"Another one’s here... seems like a director from a second-tier academy... wow... another one’s here... don’t recognize this one..."

"Six... ten... twelve... eighteen... wow... a whole twenty-four academy directors have co..."

"They’re all outside, seem to be quarreling... could it be they’re here to specially recruit us?"

"Hahaha... Aweso... I will definitely be specially recruited..."

"Still, sohow it feels like it might have sothing to do with Lin Ping’an!"

"No way, absolutely impossible, if it’s him, I’ll eat this desk right in front of ."

"..."