"Do you think this student's words make sense?" Merry asked.

The cadets were silent again. You look at each other, I look at you, and everyone's expressions are different. There are entanglements, hesitations, and people's eyes are shining. Talking to each other, the sound of discussion gradually sounded.

One person has the same mind, and thousands of people have thousands of ideas.

Most of the students present agreed with Tang Ning's words, and the small number of people who were hesitant agreed emotionally, but they were intellectually afraid. Fighting each other will inevitably cause damage, especially the kind of opponent who is close to cultivation. Once you start to do it, it's hard to control it. It's not that the brain can't control the body, but it means making moves.

The power of the monks' moves comes from the vitality or spiritual power in their respective bodies, and the damage and destruction caused to the human body is far greater than the intuitive impression of knives, swords, and even small firearms. Many injuries are not visible on the outside, but the internal structure of the human body has long been damaged, and the necessary parts of the human body, such as visceral blood vessels and periosteum, are completely damaged. The appearance is not injured, but the person has died, this kind of thing often happens in the rivers and lakes.

The martial arts families of the various sects on the rivers and lakes prohibit the children of the same sect from fighting without authorization, for fear of various irreparable consequences. Of course, it is inevitable for monks to compete in martial arts in the process of cultivation, but they must have the presence of highly skilled elders in the sect to supervise them.

In actual combat, completely ignoring the life of the disciples, most of the sects rarely respect this practice, for fear of internal friction, especially those young disciples with high talent, if there is a mishap in the fight, not only the future will be ruined, but also for the sect family, the gains outweigh the losses.

Everyone knows that the flowers grown in the greenhouse can't withstand the wind and rain, but there is no way. In the process of cultivating disciples, what they practiced was itself a very contradictory way of cultivation, wanting to grow freely in the wild and protecting them under their own wings. This contradictory and conservative cultivation method of the famous and decent has continued for thousands of years.

The reason why these sects of the Demon Dao and the Evil Sect are so powerful is that their disciples are all starting from actual combat in training. After leaving the school, almost every disciple has the ability to roam the rivers and lakes alone. I have seen blood, killed people, and know what it is like for people to die, and I have become very strong psychologically and consciously. They have truly implemented the concept of the fate of the rivers and lakes of ditch death and ditch burial, road death and card insertion.

In the "Eagle Theory" mentioned by Tang Ning, there is a bit of the concept of cultivating disciples in the Demon Dao. He advocates the ultimate way of training.

To be strong, of course, is the desire of all monks. Fear is also a normal human psychology.

But in the end, the students present basically expressed their agreement with what Tang Ning said.

Desire for strength triumphs over fear. Being young means having the right to be crazy. If you are not crazy, crazy, how can you call it youth?

Merry closed the fan, slammed it on the palm of his left hand, looked around at everyone present, and nodded slowly, "I understand." That's the end of today, everyone disperses, those who haven't eaten quickly find a place to eat, and those who are full go home to sleep. Well, that's it, I'll flash first. ”

As he came, the swept figure swept over the heads of the students like a big bird.

It's just that before he disappeared, there was something different in his eyes when he finally looked at Tang Ning and Mu Xiaodie, which seemed to have a deep meaning, but it was incomprehensible.

This man is really not reliable!

Tang Ning thought so with his hands on his chest. There is a small round brand in the palm of his hand, which is slightly warm and slippery, and it should be made of warm jade. This sign was thrown to him by the Merry Mentor when he crossed over his head just now, it was full of strength and extremely fast, it seemed that only Tang Ning saw and caught it, and even Luo Yifei, who had been supporting him, didn't notice that Merry Stream threw something over.

Estimate the time, it's about nine o'clock now. The trainees left one after another.

It's so exciting tonight. It is estimated that many people will not be able to sleep at night, and the news of tonight's battle will spread among the students of the Eagle's Nest tomorrow.

The two elite class cadets walked last. All the while, the four elite classes were hostile to each other. They don't like each other. But now the students of class A and B are naturally walking together. The mentality of estrangement and opposition is still there, but it has been temporarily thrown aside. Because of Downing, the students of the two classes found a common topic.

Luo Tingting and Mu Xiaodie walked at the end, and they were girls, so they could only be together. The two sides have known each other for many years, but walking together like tonight is already a memory of many years ago.

There was a distance from the team in front of her, and Luo Tingting almost wanted to speak, but she didn't dare. Mu Xiaodie is half a head taller than her, and her aura is powerful, like a queen. Anyone walking with her can be stressful. Luo Tingting couldn't help it, she deliberately walked half a step slower, quietly turned her head to look at Mu Xiaodie, and the words in her heart came to her mouth, but before she could speak, Mu Xiaodie suddenly said, "Thank you." ”

"Huh?" Luo Tingting noticed that Mu Xiaodie's face was slightly flushed at this time, although it was like an illusion and she just flashed for a moment before immediately replying to that cold and ice-like face, but Luo Tingting was sure that her face was definitely red just now. What's more, the roots of her ears are still ruddy, pink and crystalline, very attractive. The root of a girl's ear is not only delicate but also extremely sensitive, and it usually directly reflects the truest state of mind in the depths of her heart. She's shy, it's so rare!

Luo Tingting even forgot about it and continued walking, standing in place and staring at Mu Xiaodie with wide eyes.

"I mean, thank you for giving me this coat and returning it to you when I'm done." Mu Xiaodie didn't look back, stood there and said this lightly, then raised her feet and continued walking.

"Oh, no, no." Luo Tingting, who was a little flattered, quickly caught up, completely forgetting that she had said behind her back that she was a tigress, Hong Fufu's face was a little excited, she suddenly raised her hand and patted her forehead, her two big eyes rolled upward, damn, what did you want to say just now?

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't remember, walking in small steps, tilting my head, pointing my fingers on my temples, pouting and puffing my cheeks and wrinkling my nose, what I wanted to say just now, but I couldn't remember it.

Mu Xiaodie's gaze never left the figure more than ten meters in front of her. It seems that he doesn't need to be supported anymore, but he is still very unsteady when he walks. It looks like it's a bit harder, but it should be okay to go down the mountain, well, it should be fine, right?

Mu Xiaodie's walking speed is not fast, if in normal times, if she is in the place, all the Class A students present follow her, and no one dares to go ahead, this is a respect for the eldest sister, and it is also a show of her status. But tonight, the white-faced young man and these Class A students all received the voice transmission instructions from the eldest sister, "Go to the front, who dares to follow behind and break their legs." "So no one dared to resist, and they all obediently walked in front.

She also had injuries on her body, not much lighter than Tangning. Downing's estimate was accurate. It's just that the injuries on her appearance are covered up by some special small means. For example, her slender and attractive big white legs, after such a fierce fight, how could she still be so white and delicate, like milk.

She doesn't seem to care about everything, but she's still a girl after all. It's natural for girls to love beauty and pay attention to appearance, especially skin. She had a lot of bruises on her body, and there were large bruises on her arms and legs. It's aesthetically pleasing. This kind of wolf bèi ugly look, she definitely doesn't want outsiders to see it.

Cover up, forbearance, she has walked harder than Tang Ning this way.

The group of people who walked in front talked about Zhenghuan and asked Tang Ning a lot of things outside, as well as the life-and-death struggle he had participated in. Downing told them everything he could say and what he should say, and he didn't hide it. They will have to face these things in the future, and it would be better if they knew about it.

After descending the mountain, the students of the elite class parted in twos and threes. They are all individuals with individual separate villas.

Before leaving, Mu Xiaodie walked up to Tang Ning, and the two looked about the same height. Because girls are tall, for example, they are also 1.75 meters tall, girls look taller than boys, especially those girls with thin waists and long legs and excellent figures.

"Looking forward to your next fight."

"Each other, each other."

The two looked at each other calmly, with a high-spirited fighting spirit that was not distinguished, and there was also a sense of appreciation and identification for each other hidden in the sight of their eyes.

Having already walked out seven or eight meters, Mu Xiaodie suddenly stopped, turned around and asked Tang Ning, "If you can, can you tell me about the sect you inherited before you came here?" ”

"Sanshou Gate, Plum Blossom Sanshou Gate!" Tangning said with a smile. Although his smile was ugly because of the injury, he was sincere.

"So, what you used to deal with my Wing Chun earlier was Sanshou?"

"Yes, Sanshou does not belong to any boxing faction, he is a unique technique that integrates the north and south and absorbs the essence of dozens of boxing techniques."

"Thank you."

Looking at the tall back that gradually disappeared, Luo Yifei said to Tang Ning: "Are you considered to have leaked your family background?" ”

"No, there's no point in concealing it, you have to know sooner or later anyway."

Luo Yifei looked at Tang Ning deeply, and suddenly stretched out his hand, with a sincere smile on his face, "Welcome to Class B." ”

Tang Ning also stretched out his hand to shake it with him, "So tomorrow?" ”

"Canceled. Like you said, after seeing your table today, there is no point in the two of us fighting again tomorrow. ”

"Oh, thank you, to be honest, with the way I am now, tomorrow no matter who I fight with you or with whom, I will immediately raise the white flag and surrender."

Luo Yifei smiled, and was about to turn around and leave, when Tang Ning suddenly stopped him and handed him a small round sign, "Help me see what this thing is?" ”

Luo Yifei took the sign in his hand and looked at it, his expression suddenly became very strange, he raised his eyes to look at him and asked, "Who gave it to you?" ”