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"It turns out that Dean Zeng has a keen eye. After Liu Liangmei became an instructor, the girls' skills have improved tremendously. Compared to the inner disciples of the Hidden Sect, they are not lacking at all," Ye Xiaoying remarked, expressing her admiration for Liu Liangmei, the successor of Zhai Yue Pavilion.
"A good teacher is indeed very important. Since Liu Pavilion Master is such a good instructor, why not let her help train the young ones?" Jiang Chen suggested with a smile.
"Mr. Jiang, you may not know this, but back in the day, Zhai Yue Pavilion was entirely composed of women. The techniques and secrets passed down were meant for females only and are not suitable for men. Moreover, Liu Liangmei has a proud personality. She only treats Dean Zeng with respect because he once helped Zhai Yue Pavilion; otherwise, she would be indifferent even to me," Ye Xiaoying said with a wry smile.
Jiang Chen smiled faintly and chose not to press further. Everyone has their own rules, and he wouldn’t force anyone against their will.
In an indoor venue at the military camp, Jiang Chen saw those young women who were as capable as men. Compared to the boys practicing outside on the field, these young girls looked much fairer and were all quite beautiful.
At that moment, the girls were practicing whip techniques under Liu Liangmei's direct instruction. Jiang Chen had initially thought Liu Liangmei was an elderly woman, but to his surprise, she was a middle-aged beauty who appeared to be in her thirties but was actually over fifty years old and had already reached the Divine Realm.
A fifty-something-year-old in the Divine Realm was exceptionally gifted; even Yan Xiaotian could not compare.
Liu Liangmei noticed Zeng Xianyi entering but paid no mind, assuming she had come merely to observe. She continued teaching her students while Jiang Chen and the others watched from the side.
The female students sported short hair and wore white training uniforms. Each one looked spirited and graceful, with similar heights ranging from one hundred sixty-five to one hundred seventy centimeters.
Zeng Xianyi and Ye Xiaoying observed Jiang Chen's expression from the side. Seeing his gaze scanning the room with apparent interest, Zeng Xianyi explained again, dropping the formal address of Mr. Jiang in favor of a more casual term suitable for martial artists.
"Mr. Jiang, these girls should be quite good, right?" Zeng Xianyi asked with a smile.
"Actually, their talents are about the same, but this Liu Pavilion Master teaches well, which is why your military camp has Yin Flourishing and Yang Declining," Jiang Chen replied with a grin.
Hearing this, Zeng Xianyi felt somewhat disheartened; it seemed that Jiang Chen was looking down on her Martial Arts Special Forces.
Noticing Zeng Xianyi's disappointment, Jiang Chen spoke again to clarify: "Talent is determined by Xiantian and is hard to change later on. However, physical condition and postnatal training can be improved. Zeng Lao, I truly have no interest in being an instructor myself, but I can offer you some suitable techniques."
"Mr. Jiang, if you are unwilling to be an instructor, I may never see my Martial Arts Special Forces rise during my lifetime. They are the hope of Huaxia and protectors of the Huaxia National Gate. I just want them to become even better so that our Huaxia can be more stable. However, everyone has their own aspirations; if you do not wish to stay, I cannot force you. But I hope you will reconsider."
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