The doors and windows in front of the hall deformed in the space, and harmonious energy fluctuations poured into the hall.
The dean opened his eyes and said reproachfully: "Fourth, this year's college recruitment has been completed. It's time for you to go to the other three places to recruit some backbones for training!"
After listening to the dean's words, the energy in the center of the hall suddenly dwindled a lot. It can be seen that Haotian was very angry by the dean's words.
"Ahem...my great dean, please stop irritating me. I have been like a rag collector for three consecutive terms. In the end, I still owe favors to three senior brothers. How will I see anyone in the future?" Before he finished speaking.
, the gray figure in the hall sat down on the hanging chair on the left, and the whole process went smoothly and was extremely comfortable.
The dean was quite helpless towards Haotian. Perhaps he had seen Haotian travel around the world, behave and have strange and special habits. Rather than saying that Haotian is a mentor, it is better to regard him as an idle master!
Why didn't the dean not want to carry forward the Shengwu Temple in the college? Why didn't Haotian not want to let the Shengwu Sect rebuild its former glory? But the Shengwu Sect seeks the supreme way in extremes and becomes a devil if not a god.
The method of practice, not to mention the risks; just gathering Qi and building the foundation requires dozens of times more effort than a magician.
"Fourth! Have you found the divine residence of the Martial Saint?" the dean asked helplessly.
"I searched everywhere and found no trace. Maybe the Shengwu Alliance is just a legend." Haotian's face relaxed and he seemed unconcerned, and his whole person became restless and incomprehensible.
"Hey, we have such a great country, but we cannot afford martial arts. How can we talk about a thousand-year holy war? In recent years, the Lingyun Pavilion in our college has gradually expanded, but we don't know how many warriors have shed their blood to gain fame. After all, the sacrifices are innocent human beings.
, we have been fooling ourselves for years.”
"Ahem..." Haotian didn't know how many times he had heard the dean talk about the Thousand-Year Holy War, and he even forgot how long it had been since he heard such sentiments from the dean. It seemed that it was the first two times they met? Or the last time they met.
Time? Anyway, it’s not very long.
Destiny reincarnates, the Supreme Emperor, since the holy war can last for thousands of years, why rush at this moment? Haotian smiled bitterly and quickly took the opportunity to leave the hall; even if he continued to travel around, he was not willing to sit in the meeting hall
Hug your knees and sigh!
Haotian walked out of the meeting hall, looked in the direction of the mountain gate and smiled mysteriously, then jumped up and disappeared into the sky.
Another round of alternation between gray and white, obviously two days have passed.
Wang Man, who was kneeling in front of the door, had no feeling in his legs, and his whole body was filled with lead. The long period of indifference left him without any turmoil in his heart.
The crack in his lips became bigger and bigger, and no one knew that there was a young man outside the mountain gate who persisted. Finally, with a sigh of regret from the dean in the meeting hall, Wang Man fainted outside the mountain gate due to exhaustion of physical strength.
My eyes were blurry, and there seemed to be a blue light shining between the mountain roads, and the trees were whitening, and they were flying from both sides. I felt like my soul was running on this road, but I was alone and felt a little scared.
This was not Wang Man's hallucination, but an old man in ragged clothes running towards the mountains with him on his side. The old man's face was solemn and full of joy. He looked down at this stupid guy from time to time while running.
In the Holy Martial Hall of the Zhan Zhan Academy, there were only about thirty people. At the entrance of the hall, a middle-aged man stood majestically. Under the steps were his juniors and juniors, who were working hard to practice their martial arts.
This man is wearing a protective goggles. In an already dark space, how can he still see the surrounding scenery under the goggles?
In the Holy Martial Hall, practicing fighting spirit does not sublimate it! Therefore, in comparison, the courses in this school are noisy and boring.
Most of the students below were listless, and cultivation seemed to be a torture imposed on them.
"Nasus, don't be lazy, concentrate on gathering energy." The man with the eyepatch unexpectedly warned a young man below, which surprised everyone.
"Yes, respected Senior Li Qing!" Nasus was a little depressed. He really didn't understand why this Holy Martial Hall was built. These fellow students, including himself, could obviously enter other schools. After so long, he said
They may also be glorious members of the Destined Warriors; but when they arrive at the Holy Martial Palace, gathering energy day after day and year after year has wiped out their ambitions.
In fact, every beginner is full of energy when he comes in. After studying for a few years, he will have doubts about his position! After all, in the War College, the people who dominate the outside world will be composed of magicians, archers, and knights.
The main lineup; the knights have acquired users of various short weapons such as epees and spears.
Speaking of Shengwu Temple, it seems to be a heretic in everyone's eyes, so it is difficult for students here to be respected by other schools in the academy.
Li Qing, as the most senior senior student in Shengwu Palace, feels this very deeply.
He will also never forget that in the academy's training arena, his eyes were burned by the genius mage of the Magic Hall. Fortunately, with the help of his master Haotian, he stood up again. Now that he has regained his confidence, he has
Those superior magicians are stored in the forgotten brain.
Li Qing is responsible for managing the trivial matters in the academy. Everyone is struggling to gather their strength amid anxiety. Looking at these experienced scholars, who will look at them differently because they have all reached the third level.
A person outside the hall rushed in with the wind and electricity. Li Qing tilted his head. The charging of the "echo wave" made him smile easily. He hurriedly walked down the steps, knelt down to the corridor in front of the corridor and said: "The Patriarch has returned, Li Qing is waiting for you again."
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"Welcome to the Patriarch!" All the apprentices bowed down to pay homage.
Haotian was like a meteor, falling to the ground, but it did not stir up a trace of dust. It can be seen that its fighting spirit has reached the level of Haozhi, and it is only one step away from Yuanwu.
The holy martial arts sect, like other professions, has advanced levels! Now Master Qingtian in Zhanlong Hall, Master Kongji in Magic Hall, and Master Xujing in Lingjian Hall have already broken through the fifth level.
High-level, promoted to Grand Instructor; only Patriarch Haotian of the Holy Martial Hall is still lingering at the fifth level of martial arts. According to time calculation, he is at least seventy years behind the previous three senior brothers.
This little strength is enough to create a huge gap. Fortunately, Haotian is a cheerful person and is willing to be a dog-tailed grass to serve as a foil for the three senior brothers, otherwise there will be no trouble.
Haotian waved his hand and went straight into the hall; Li Qing hurriedly asked: "Grandmaster, who is this?"
"New comer, go and prepare some water. This guy's endurance really makes me admire him!" Haotian stretched out his hand, and a soft force in his palm touched Wang Man's Tianling Cap. After checking it, he gradually felt relieved.
In a moment, Li Qing arrived with a water bottle and arrived at a familiar destination. Under the guidance of his ancestor, he performed a series of services on the unconscious young man, including filling him with water, bathing, changing clothes, and massaging...
A dragon that makes people feel so comfortable, Wang Man can almost feel that his soul is gradually sublimating. Especially when he enters the water pool of Shengwu Palace, a pure force washes away the fatigue in his body, refreshing his heart.
The tranquility made his heart as light as a swallow and his body as a feather.
The bell of the college rang, with a melodious sound and a crisp sound; one was long and the other was short! Haotian frowned, this was the dean's meeting enlightenment, didn't he just come out? What happened again.
"Li Qing, you and your classmates take good care of this child. Like you, he is also a person who has been bullied. I believe that you will become very good friends." Haotian told his disciples and walked out of the door.
Rushing to the meeting place...
When they arrived at the meeting hall, Qingtian and the others were already sitting cross-legged. When Haotian entered, they were surrounded by a siege.
"Fourth brother, why are you late every time?"
"We have done some business." Haotian explained helplessly as he spread his hands.
If the three of them wanted to say anything else, the dean immediately intervened and said: "Four masters, I have received the instructions from the elders. The battle report from the front line has come. Our army of three empires is confronting the demon army on the banks of the Modo River. It won't take long.
, the Wolf Cavalry Legion will once again cross the Desolation Mountains and settle on the top of Surimar Mountain."
"Ah?" The four of them were startled almost at the same time, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
The dean sighed slightly: "Yes! Our Three Emperors Army has been defeated on the frontal battlefield, and the civilization of the country that started the war has also advanced eastward from the Yishi River Basin; including the idle soldiers in the Judgment Land, they are all in full swing.
Meet at the castle in the Zongheng Kingdom, where there are tall walls and the strongest gates, which will also serve as the last line of defense in the fateful battle of Shenzhou."
"Dean, can't even the elite elites we have trained in the empire be able to stop Sabote's evil legion?" Master Kongji looked doubtful and became a little anxious.
"Be patient! We still don't know who will win, but our current main focus is to send the warriors from the academy to guard the Desolation Mountains and the top of Surimar Mountain. They are the strategic points for Sabote to invade Shenzhou, and the wolf riders under his command are all
It was hunted from there.”
When the dean mentioned the Desolate Mountain Range, all four of them were stunned. Haotian knew a lot about the mountains from his daily activities, and he immediately said with a frightened expression: "Absolutely not! The Desolate Mountain Range is the birthplace of the wolf tribe, and our warriors will guard it.
, who invaded the territory of the wolf tribe will definitely suffer a heavy blow; by then, before the Sabot Legion attacks, most of them will be lost."
Master Qingtian agreed with the dean's statement and said without hesitation: "Fourth, I don't believe that the wolf that the Sabot Army can hunt can hurt the elites of my Zhanzheng Academy? I think you are shrinking!
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"Qingtian! Do you know that I seem to be a person who shrinks from battle?"
For a time, Haotian also argued with each other, and the atmosphere in the conference hall was inconsistent.
The dean patted the table, and a ball of energy spread out on the table, and the entire meeting hall suddenly became extremely silent.
"It is the will of the elders to let the warriors of our academy guard the Desolate Mountains! There is no war without sacrifice. Although the wolf clan is a degenerate clan, they must not be restrained by Sabote, otherwise the destruction of Shenzhou Continent is just around the corner."
The elder's will? The four of them were speechless immediately, only Master Haotian left in anger.