The students of the four branches of Tianyue Royal Academy must achieve a tutor evaluation of A or above in the martial arts course to meet the evaluation requirements of first-class students, and the academy has never restricted whether students participate in martial arts courses, as long as there is the approval of the instructor in the final evaluation, they will be directly promoted to first-class students. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The vast majority of mathematicians in the Contracting Academy are very resistant to martial arts courses, believing that with the power of the law, there is no need for martial arts at all. Therefore, many contracted students will casually give some benefits to the martial arts instructor in order to pass the assessment directly, which is a common phenomenon in the academy.

There is more than one martial arts instructor in the academy, and each instructor has his or her own classroom, and the students themselves choose which instructor to accept, and finally, the instructor selected by the students will evaluate their results.

This year, the academy has only three martial arts instructors: the deputy general of the mechanical army, Ping Tailong, the deputy general of the Abnormal Army, Wan Wu, and the president of the blacksmith guild, Mr. Dongfang, the first two were called to serve as instructors after being injured and taking a break from work, and the last one is an emerging celebrity known as the "master of sword casting", but it is unknown in the martial arts world.

Dongfang Fan and Ma Fan entered an open-air classroom covering an area of about 300 square meters under the leadership of the academy personnel, and the classroom was empty, except for a podium, the rest were blank.

"Each class is two hours, and in these two hours, it would be nice if it could be as quiet as it is now...... Dongfang Fan leaned on the edge of the podium, and Ma Fan put down the two swords he was holding in his arms, the two swords were wooden swords and iron swords, among which the iron sword was Dongfang Fan's latest work yesterday, and it was also specially cast for Ma Fan.

"You are good at earning, two hours for one class, and you can earn two hundred purple crystal nuclei for fifteen classes every month, if you are allowed to hang a famous brand here and receive an empty salary, no matter how stupid the people of the dynasty are, they will not let you stay for two months......" Ma Fan was complaining when a person walked in from outside the door.

The man was wearing the uniform of the academy, and he was a somewhat timid boy, probably fourteen or fifteen years old, and as soon as he entered the teacher, he saw the two people on the podium, and the tension on his face became even stronger.

"You're the head of the Blacksmiths' Guild...... I...... Please take me as a disciple! I want to be a blacksmith! The mysterious male student lowered his head, said and knelt down directly at Dongfang Fan.

Dongfang Fan was stunned, this situation surprised him a little: the position of blacksmith was definitely the ninth rate in the imperial capital, and an academy student with a great future would give up a bright future and choose to become a blacksmith, which made him incomprehensible.

"You get up first, tell me why you want to become a blacksmith......" Dongfang Fan helped the male student up, and at this time he found that this person was already in tears.

"Good...... Teacher, my name is Deng Xing, I am an orphan, and my parents have been ...... since the first year of the stranger Later, I entered Tianya, and later, the Lord of Tianya became the current Lord of Tianyue, that is, our emperor, who set up a residence for all our orphans, and all sixteen-year-olds were sent to the academy to learn combat skills, and finally sent the graduated cadets to the front line to fight...... But...... I don't want to fight...... Don't want revenge...... So, I didn't want to learn martial arts or have power...... I just want to be an ordinary person...... If I can become a blacksmith, I will definitely be able to escape the fate of dying on the battlefield! Deng Xing pleaded bitterly, and there were only a lot of tears on his face.

"There will always be people like you at any time...... Dongfang Fan muttered to himself.

"I know...... I know I'm weak...... I also know that I don't act like a man...... But...... I can't help it! I can't calm down at the thought that I could die on the front line at any time...... I don't want to die...... Although I also know that it is unfilial piety not to kill strangers and avenge my parents...... Not serving the dynasty is a form of disloyalty...... But...... I can't help it! I hate war...... I'm afraid of death...... I'm timid...... None of this can be changed......" Deng Xing cried louder and louder.

"You're misinterpreting me...... I'm not trying to disparage you...... You are making decisions about your future, which means that you have come to your senses, but unfortunately, I can't help you become a blacksmith, that's not what my identity should do, what I can do...... The only thing I can help you is to let you have the faith to defeat the weakness...... Dongfang Fan said, pulled out the wooden sword on the podium, threw it casually, the wooden sword sank into the ground by one centimeter, and stood upright in front of Deng Xing - the ground was paved with cement.

"If you want to stay and learn swordsmanship, pull out the wooden sword in front of you, and if you don't, leave."

Deng Xing was stunned and desperate, at this time, it didn't matter who he wanted to teach him, he didn't force it anymore, he just stretched out his hand in a distracted way, wanting to pull up the wooden sword in front of him.

"Can't pull it out...... Deng Xing couldn't pull the wooden sword out of the ground from his light strength to all his strength.

"Do you know why you can't pull out this wooden sword?" Dongfang Fan asked.

"Because I have little strength......" Deng Xing let go of his hands holding the sword and lowered his head.

"No, you just don't want to pull out the sword, you don't have the idea of drawing the sword in your heart, then even if you have the strength of a thousand catties, you can't pull it out......"

"Oh? Is it? If so, then I'd give it a try! A mocking voice came from outside the door, interrupting Dongfang Fan's words, Dongfang Fan fixed his eyes, and was no stranger to the people outside the door: it was the senior one who lost to the civil and military in the actual combat exam half a year ago, and at least half a year before he could retake the actual combat exam and then obtain the right to participate in the summoning ceremony.

Gao Yiyi stood beside Deng Xing with a disdainful expression, staring at Dongfang Fan, and his afterglow continued to sweep towards Ma Fan behind Dongfang Fan.

"You are the Mr. Dongfang who is known as the Master of Swordsmithing? You just said that if you don't have the heart to draw the sword, you can't pull out this wooden sword even if you have the strength of a thousand catties...... Is this true? The corners of Gao Yiyi's mouth raised, and he sneered maliciously.

"That's right, don't talk about the power of a thousand catties, even if it is the power of ten thousand catties, if you don't have the heart to draw a sword, this sword will not be pulled up by anyone." Dongfang Fan responded indifferently, ignoring the arrogance of the higher one.

"Haha! If I pull it up, don't you mean to say that I have the heart to draw the sword? Guru? Gao Yi smiled arrogantly, at this time, there were already a lot of students gathered outside the classroom, those students were Gao Yi's followers, and many of them wanted to come and see the legendary swordsmith.

"Well...... Maybe you really have the heart to draw your sword...... However, you can't pull this wooden sword, because it will take at least ten years for you to have the qualifications to pull this sword. Dongfang Fan held his chin, and finally replied with certainty, Ma Fan behind him couldn't help but smile when he watched Dongfang Fan digging a pit step by step to make people jump.

"Humph! If I pull it up, will you dare to lose the maid behind you to me? Gao Yi pointed at Ma Fan and shouted, the onlookers immediately knew Gao Yi's thoughts, and many female students who had thoughts about him stared at Ma Fan and wanted to swallow it.

"I don't dare, she'll kill me......" Dongfang Fan waved his hand, looking innocent.

"No need to pull ...... I'm going to kill you in minutes here! Ma Fan angrily pulled out the iron sword on the podium, and was about to force Gao Yi to kill Dongfang Fan, but Dongfang Fan was picked up like a cat, and no matter how Ma Fan moved, he couldn't step forward.

"What are you doing?! Dare to use the old lady as a gambling code, this kind of person sees one to kill one, and sees a pair to stab a pair! Let me go! Let me slaughter him!! Ma Fan grew up rapidly because of the use of the ghost pupil, at this time he was seventeen or eighteen years old (in fact, seven years ago he was also seventeen or eighteen years old), with a beautiful face and a graceful figure, it can be said that he is the most perfect flower between youth and maturity.

However, at this time, the words and demeanor of rolling up his sleeves and carrying his sword to kill people completely destroyed Ma Fan's appearance and image.

"You didn't kill him to make me suffer the consequences...... Go to the back and cool off...... This is a battlefield between men...... "Dongfang Fan threw Ma Fan back, and looked at Gao Yi again, the latter's attention was still on Ma Fan at this time, obviously Ma Fan's rough image just now made him even more fascinated.

"This child's shoes, gambling at a young age is a very bad behavior, and you only said about the situation of pulling it out, but you didn't take into account the situation of not being able to pull it out, how can anyone accept such a bet? In this way, as a teacher, I will not embarrass you, if you pull it out, I will roll up the cover and leave, and leave the royal capital to be with strange ghosts from now on, if you can't pull it out......" Dongfang Fan squinted and smiled, with a kind demeanor of a mentor and a friend-

"If you can't pull it out, you'll stab yourself in the eye, how about it?"

After hearing this, the corners of Gao Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and his heart was a little shaken, and he couldn't help but think: Could it be that there is really some way on this wooden sword?

"What's wrong? Do the children's shoes think that my bet is not big enough? If the shoes don't think it's enough to let me go, then I can gamble with my life and I want to keep the bet the same, how about it? Dongfang Fan smiled kindly, Gao Yiyi's heart became more and more bottomless, and he even began to regret that he shouldn't stand up and do too much.

"Humph! What's the point of such a boring bet? Move! Gao Yi angrily pushed Deng Xing away and turned to leave.

"Cowardly as a mouse, embarrassed to come out and ......be embarrassed," Ma Fan said disdainfully, Gao Yi's figure suddenly stopped, the expression on his face was very stiff, and the anger in his heart could rush for nine days.

"Isn't it just a sword? Pull it out! Gao Yi was furious when he heard this, turned around and grabbed the wooden sword, pulled it out with all his strength, and the wooden sword was pulled out like this!

"Ma Fan, congratulations on your successful death...... I was so scared that I gave up and continued to gamble, you said you had to be cheap, now it's good, it's embarrassing......" Dongfang Fan smiled helplessly, where would Ma Fan know Dongfang Fan's intentions? At this time, she was completely stunned - she thought that Dongfang Fan was absolutely sure, but she didn't expect it to be a bluff.