Chapter 172: The Problem of Posture

The empire has massed forces on a large scale in the northwest frontier, but it is still as calm as water in the martial arts academy. Students go to class on time every day, they leave class on time, and they get something different every day, and what the professors teach is always eye-catching. Maybe the way they give lectures is a little peculiar, but their understanding of the essence of things is often in one sentence. They are using their own life experience to open a window for students that they have never explored.

Many of the professors had been staff members of the generals and had participated in many wars. When they were old, these people were hired as professors by the Academy of Martial Arts and Martial Arts to give students examples of the thrilling wars of the beginning. What came out of the mouths of these witnesses was very different from what the students had heard before. It is more delicate and more realistic, and it also makes them more truly understand the original meaning of war.

Listening to the professors describe those bloody scenes, some people even turn pale because they are too engaged. None of their generation has experienced war, and if no one explains to them, they can't imagine the whole story of war, not only blood, passion, struggle, and glory. There are also deaths, wounds, tears, and some failures.

Occasionally, someone would remember that the young man named Fang Xie had not appeared in the classroom of the Martial Arts Academy for a long time. Life is inherently self-centered, even if you used to be jealous and envious, but when this person disappears from sight for a long time, his influence has become minimal.

In his absence, people initially speculated about what he was doing.

As the days go by, people gradually return to a self-centered life. The heart of comparison is still there, sometimes when I think of that boy, people will also think about what different treatment he enjoys in the back mountain? Is it a separate lecture by a professor of the Performing Arts Academy, or is it a personal instruction from a great practitioner?

But this was not the main theme of the students' lives, who knew that the war was about to begin. Most people even prayed that the Great Sui would not end the conquest of the northwest so quickly, leaving them some chance to experience the battlefield. Pray that the generals of the border army will not take all the credit into their own arms, and leave them some glory of conquest.

No one doubts that the Empire will not be victorious in this battle, as it has been in the past. In everyone's perception, every foreign war of the empire is a new rise, and what can any enemy do but tremble in the face of the empire's mighty army? Even if the enemy is Meng Yuan, who claims to be the most powerful empire in the world, it is the same.

The Mengyuan people have a million iron horses, but so what? The battle array of the imperial army was invincible, and the Shang State, which also claimed to have millions of troops, was not crushed into powder by the Great Sui soldiers?

Glory belongs only to the soldiers of the Great Sui.

When she walked out of the classroom, Ma Lilian and a female student held hands and talked from time to time. Looking at the appearance of the two of them, the good relationship is like a copper wall that cannot be torn.

However, before they climbed the mountain called Half Moon, the two of them were hostile to each other, attacking each other, even to the point where they could not coexist. Although they are students in the same class, the two of them are as incompatible as one is water and the other is fire. The invective behind the scenes has become a habit, and the cynicism of meeting is as natural as greeting.

Now that the relationship between them is so good, that other people even delusion that the previous memories are dreams.

Another girl is called Niu Miao.

She is the only daughter of Niu Huilun, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion University, and she is arrogant and willful. In Chang'an City, there is a heroic name, and the people who come and go are all brocade sons. She frequently appeared at various gatherings, and even dared to enter the door of the Qinglou to drink and talk to those sons. So, she got a very ironic nickname, Niu Huahua.

The two women who walked out of the classroom hand in hand were not very beautiful, but they were undoubtedly a sight. Especially in this class of twenty-eight students, the scenery of only two women is even more precious.

There used to be thirty-two students in this class.

The ordinary competition in Half Moon Mountain, which seemed ordinary to them, became a nightmare that many people couldn't sleep on. Including Ma Lilian and Niu Miao. Later, Yuan Chengshi and others, who rushed to support, saw the scene where Fang rescued Ma Lilian, and also saw Liu Shuang's corpse lying on the ground.

I don't know why, after coming back, there seems to be one more thing between the students than before, so that the previous antagonism and hatred are hidden.

"Still thinking about him?"

Niu Miao looked at Ma Lilian and asked with some trance eyes.

Ma Lilian's face turned slightly red and shook her head: "No...... Today is Liu Shuang's Qiqi. ”

Niu Miao was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Let's go buy some paper money." ”

Ma Lilian snorted: "The old people say that after a person dies, ghosts will stay in the world for seven hundred and forty-nine days, because they are nostalgic for this world and are reluctant to let go of their relatives and friends. Therefore, the law enforcement of the Netherworld will be especially gracious, so that the ghosts will come back at the end on the day of Qiqi to take a look at the people they can't let go. After seventy-seven, they will be reincarnated. ”

Niu Miao's eyes were a little red: "Liu Shuang is a hateful guy...... He peeked at me taking a bath more than once, if Yuan Chengshi hadn't shown me favor first, he would definitely want to possess me by any means, right? I said I was going to kill him, but that was just angry talk...... I look down on him, mean, lewd, sinister, he has the most annoying things about these men. ”

"But he died proudly, he stood in front of all his classmates and died in battle."

Hearing this, Ma Lilian's heart moved, and the blush on her face deepened.

On that day, he also stood in front of him.

"Get out!"

"Do you know your name is ugly?"

"What else can you do but distract me, why don't you run away?"

"Kill him, stab him in the heart with a knife."

"You look much better now."

Niu Miao tugged at her hand: "What are you thinking?" Xiao Nizi has a spring-like face, and she knows that she is going to be angry at a glance. But then again, the two of us have bad surnames, one cow and one horse...... They were all ridden by people. ”

"Nasty!"

Ma Lilian looked at the back mountain like Niu Miao.

"I'll just say you're in the spring."

Niu Miao smiled: "Heroes save beauty...... What a romantic thing. ”

"I just want to know if he's okay now."

Marilian muttered, her eyes wandering.

……

……

The solution is not good

Very bad

Just as Ma Lilian and Niu Miao were walking hand in hand, he lay on the cold hard floor of the stone room, gasping like a dog. His body was already soaked with sweat, and all his strength seemed to be drained from his body. He tried to struggle to get up again, but his arms could barely support his upper body.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell one by one on his forehead, and soon wet a bluestone slab.

"That's not going to work?"

Qiu Yu, a female professor standing not far away with her shoulders in her arms, said coldly, her tone full of sarcasm. In order to test the limit of Fang Jie's physical strength, she had not asked Fang Xie to stop for two days and two nights. This very spacious stone room became a training ground, with stone locks and weapons. The torture instruments on the walls have been removed and replaced with four huge maps. On the stone bed and on the ground, there are many military books and battle strategies. In order to make him look carefully, the dim oil lamp in the stone chamber was replaced by dozens of torches.

She stood like this for two days and two nights, watching the boy grow weaker and weaker.

"Let's lift another 300-pound stone lock."

The voice of the command was cold and ruthless, and those white eyes never left Fang Jie's body for a moment. The white eyes seemed to penetrate Fang Jie's skin, seeing changes in his muscles and inner house. Staring at it like this, it takes a huge amount of spiritual power and cultivation power, two days and two nights, Fang Xie is as tired as a dead dog, and how can she be relaxed? Sweat had already soaked through her clothes, so much so that the wide professor's uniform was clinging to her body.

"The last thing a man wants to hear...... It's just that the woman says she can't do it! ”

The stubborn young man pursed his lips when he looked at Qiu Yu's delicate figure, and there was even a trace of undisguised greed in his eyes. Qiu Yu is not a beauty, but her figure is enough to provoke anger. The body hidden in the wide courtyard uniform is presented almost unreservedly, and it looks particularly charming in the light of the fire.

As for Fang Jie's annoying eyes, Qiu Yu didn't bother to pay attention to them at all. She didn't seem to care about Fang Jie's eyes on herself, perhaps a powerful woman like her had long since ignored the gender difference.

Fang Xie took a deep breath, then stood up and staggered to the front of the three-hundred-pound stone lock. He bent down and tried to lift the three-hundred-pound stone lock, which he could easily lift before. But how could he, who had already been drained of his strength and even had difficulty walking, could lift it easily.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work."

Qiu Yu said coldly: "With your current physical strength, Mo said that compared to Luo Yao, even I can easily beat you into a puddle of slag, just this ability, what else is there for you to be proud of?" ”

The young man not far away was silent for a while, and suddenly raised the stone lock with a low voice: "A woman's agitation is indeed the greatest motivation for a man." ”

He sighed, then gritted his teeth and slowly raised the stone lock to his chest. Because he was too reluctant, the expression on his face looked particularly hideous. The muscles in his neck were tense, and his lips were almost bitten. And just when it seemed absolutely impossible for him to raise the stone lock by another inch, a red glint flashed in his eyes.

"Up!"

The boy roared angrily and slowly lifted the stone lock above his head!

He looked back at Qiu Yu, but smiled proudly: "Beauty, do you think I can do it?" ”

The corners of Qiu Yu's mouth twitched, as if he was disdainful.

But at this moment, Fang Jie, who had consumed too much physical strength, could no longer support his arm, and the three-hundred-pound stone lock fell from the top of his head and smashed straight on the top of his head. Fang Xie didn't even have the strength to dodge again, he just tried his best to deflect his head, but that small dodge didn't help at all.

It would never take a second for the stone lock to fall to the time it hit the top of his head.

A second later, however, the stone lock was slammed into the wall to one side, and debris flew everywhere. Qiu Yu, who was still standing not far away, appeared in front of Fang Jie, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, he swept away the stone lock and flew away and crashed into the wall. Her other hand wrapped around Fang Jie's waist, stopping Fang Xie from falling.

She leaned slightly over to look at the teenager who was already fainting, and the boy was barely able to support his body by her arms.

"That's not right."

After a while, Fang Xie said breathlessly.

"Isn't that right?"

Qiu Yu asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Fang Xie picked the corners of his mouth evilly, squinted at Qiu Yu's white eyes, and said seriously: "The posture is wrong...... You should lie in the crook of my strong arm. ”

boom

Qiu Yu let go.

Someone fell hard, grinning in pain.