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Chu Nan is the oldest, thirty years old, and has always regarded himself as a big brother, and after worshipping, he is still a big brother, gentle and elegant, and righteous.

Sister Hong, with a hot figure, convex and backward, can't see it, only one year younger than Chu Nan, ranked second, and a well-deserved second sister, jealous and hateful.

The third child, Qiu Miao, 27 years old, a jade-faced scholar, has a lot of wits and tricks.

Hou Liang is also 27 years old, but a few months younger than Qiu Miao, so he ranks fourth, budget-conscious, flexible, and ever-changing.

The fifth child, naturally She Hu, is twenty-five years old, dignified in appearance, infinitely powerful, charging into battle, sweeping thousands of troops.

The sixth child is not a pastoral style, it is Bai Xun, Bai Xu is 23 years old this year, with a gentle personality, elegant and vulgar, never forgetful, and has an excellent memory.

Mu Feng is the youngest, only 21 years old, resolute and heroic.

The seven were seated again in the order of age of the bows.

"From today on, the seven of us are brothers and sisters, there is a way, brothers work together, their profits are broken, and the first thing at the moment is to help the seventh brother compete for the position of the head of the class in Class 1!" Chu Nan sat down and opened his mouth to list Mu Feng's competition for the "head of the class" as his top priority.

"Xiao Mu, what martial arts are you practicing?"

"Second sister, I majored in knife art."

"The knife technique is good, your second sister and I also practice the knife technique, and we can learn from each other when the time comes." Tang Hong laughed happily.

"Xiao Mu, Sister Hong's Mandarin Duck Knife, but she has defeated several seventh-stage masters."

"Really?" Mu Feng's eyes lit up, the stronger Tang Hong's strength, the better the sharpening effect on him, if the cultivation was not enough, it would be meaningless to fight.

"It's nothing, it's nothing......" Tang Hong was a little embarrassed.

"I don't know what kind of sword technique Junior Brother Mu is cultivating?" Qiu Miao asked.

"Wrong knife." Mu Feng thought about it for a while, didn't hide it, and said it directly.

Wrong knife!

Chu Nan and Tang Hong both cried out in shock.

"Seventh brother, you don't know that the wrong knife has been lost, and there are only nine moves left, for hundreds of years, I haven't heard of anyone practicing the wrong knife, why did you choose such a knife method?" Chu Nan asked eagerly.

"That's all I have." Mu Feng said very innocently, if it weren't for Lan Xin, he wouldn't even have a decent sword technique.

The crowd was speechless.

"What about boxing, what kind of boxing have you practiced?"

"Mad Tiger Fist." Mu Feng didn't hide it, in fact, Mad Tiger Boxing is very popular, and it is not a particularly advanced boxing technique, but it is rare for someone to practice it to a high and profound realm.

"Fortunately, this boxing technique has been practiced, and the power is also good." Chu Nan breathed a sigh of relief, if it weren't for Mu Feng's high combat power cultivation, he thought there was no hope just now.

"Brother Xiao Mu, I really want to see the last four styles of "The Wrong Knife" in the Academy's Scripture Pavilion." Bai Xu suddenly said, although he is two years older than Mu Feng, he is used to it, and he doesn't plan to change his words.

"Sixth sister, what you said is true?" This was an unexpected surprise for Mu Feng.

With the complete knife score of "The Wrong Knife", he can use the mysterious power of the "Crescent" charm to push the "Wrong Scripture" backwards.

When the time comes, "The Wrong Knife" will reappear.

"Yes, that's right, I'm sure I've seen it, and the approximate location is the third place, the seventh grid in the third row!" Bai Xu said.

"Sixth sister, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"It won't be wrong, I'm sure." Bai Xu recalled it carefully and said with certainty.

"Great." Mu Feng happily wanted to laugh out loud, you know, how difficult it is to find a remnant of a martial arts book.

"Junior Brother Mu, do you want to use the opportunity of the freshman entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for the first time to exchange for the four-style remnant of the "Wrong Knife"?" Tang Hong asked.

"Second sister actually knows my thoughts?"

"Little Brother Mu, do you know, how rare this opportunity is, there are many powerful sword techniques in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it is also a complete set of martial arts, "The Wrong Knife" is just a remnant, and there is no mental method, even if you have the previous 9 styles, you still have no mental method, isn't this a wasted opportunity?"

"Thank you second sister for your concern, I ......"

"Seventh brother, what your second sister said is right, I know that there is a thunder knife in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which is very powerful, with your qualifications, if you choose him, you will definitely be very open." Chu Nan also persuaded him.

He could hear that Tang Hong and Chu Nan both had good intentions, but he didn't want to explain anything, he had already made up his mind in his heart, and when he entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he would definitely choose the fragment of "The Wrong Knife".

The last four styles of "The Wrong Knife" are in Baiqi Academy, this is God's arrangement, if he doesn't take it, he will live up to God's good intentions.

Mu Feng nodded sneeringly, not knowing whether he listened or not.

There is only one chance to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it is still me, others can't do it for me, and he has to make his own decision on what Mu Feng chooses.

"Tomorrow Junior Brother Mu will have a big class for the first time, our head teacher Instructor Tie Meng is going to come over as usual, this is the practice of new students entering the class, nine o'clock, don't be late, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."

"Thank you, Brother Chu, I wrote it down."

"It's almost time, everyone eat the rest of the dishes, don't waste it, it's all good." Chu Nan commanded.

Everyone began to attack the leftovers on the table, and in less than three or five minutes, not a single drop of soup was left on the plate or in the bowl.

Exchanged personal terminal numbers.

Mu Feng and She Hu both live in the "Gui" district, the distance is relatively close, the two can go back on the same road, Bai Xu does not live in the "Gui" district, lives in the north district, the north district is where the instructors and staff of the college live.

In this way, Bai Xu must have family members or relatives working at the college.

If there is any hard background in the white wadding, how can it be gilded in the way of further education, it should be an ordinary faculty member.

However, Mu Feng feels that Bai Qi is not as everyone thinks, this girl has a lot of secrets, maybe there are other reasons, so she entered Bai Qi Academy in this way.

Wu Youran regretted that he didn't participate in today's dinner, but he also knew that even if he went, he wouldn't be able to squeeze into this circle with his qualifications.

However, he is an optimist, and Mu Feng was valued by Chu Nan as soon as he came, and even became a brother in the end, which is a great thing.

More importantly, Chu Nan supported Mu Feng to compete for the top of the class.

In the future, he will live in a house with his followers, and the love house and the black house......

Very excited.

Mu Feng was also very excited, not only got acquainted with Chu Nan and the others, but also got the whereabouts of the last four styles of "The Wrong Knife", he really wanted to share this good news with Lan Xin, but, obviously, no, his application for external communication has not been opened, and his personal terminal can only be used in the academy.

The signal inside can't get out, and the signal outside can't get in.

If you want to know the situation outside, you can only go through the college's intelligent network message push platform, which is passive acceptance, and there is nothing worth seeing.

Xiaoyin, this guy, finally sucked in the cold, and when he was in the room, the temperature was not so low.

The so-called big class!

In fact, it is to concentrate on studying military history, which is a compulsory course, as long as it is a freshman, it must be studied, and it must pass the exam.

The schedule of military personnel is regular, and the same is true for military cadets, unless there are special circumstances, regular schedules are generally required.

This is all to be counted in the assessment.

Each person's personal terminal will record all the information about work and rest, and the data will be directly transmitted to the server of the college's intelligent network center.

This will ultimately be reflected in the comprehensive quality evaluation of each student, and in the monthly basic credits given to you.

The basic credits are 30 points per month, one point a day, which is your daily routine, as well as the situation of arriving late and leaving early, whether you can get it full depends on your performance.

Credits are used to apply for majors and elective subjects, once the credits are not enough, you can't apply for the majors and subjects you want to apply, it will be troublesome, which will form a vicious circle.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Tie Meng appeared on time in the large classroom of Class 1.

"Stand up!" The officer on duty shouted.

"Hello Iron Instructor!"

"Hello students, sit down." Tie Meng, with a cold face that can never be seen through, walked up to the big podium and spoke.

Hula!

All three hundred sat down.

Because Mu Feng is a newcomer, the position is arranged relatively backward, he swept it with his eyes, and the ratio of men and women in the class is still quite harmonious, almost 6:4.

And the quality of the girls is not bad, and it is not unreasonable for people in other classes to look down on Class 1 and be particularly jealous of Class 1.

"Today, we have a new classmate." Tie Meng didn't have any extra nonsense, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he went straight to the point, "Mu Xiaofeng." ”

"Here!"

"Come up!"

"Yes, Iron Instructor." Mu Feng walked out of his seat, trotted all the way to the podium, gave Tie Meng a military salute, and then turned around and saluted, "Everyone, I'm a new student Mu Xiaofeng!" ”

"Welcome new students, everyone applauds!" She Hu took the lead. (Chu Nan and they don't need to take big classes, so they don't need to come)

The applause was sparse but neat.

"Okay, Mu Xiaofeng, according to the rules for new students, let's introduce myself." Tie Meng raised his hand, and the applause stopped.

"Yes, Iron Instructor." Mu Feng had already heard Chu Nan and them say that if Tie Meng didn't come today, there would never be more than one-third of the people who came to this big class today.

Military history classes, self-study or video learning are enough, and the time saved can be used to practice or practice other subjects.

This is allowed by the college, as long as you can pass the exam, the credit will be given.

Genius can't be completely cultivated in the way of ordinary people, it's better than Bai Xun, her ability to never forget, you let her waste time here, it's a waste of life, the extra time, she can cultivate, she can go to other professors' classes, and she can do research, it's much better than wasting time here.

However, every time a new student joins, he must come over, and Tie Meng enforces it, for the simple reason that he can't even know his classmates.

Mu Feng briefly introduced himself and hid something.

Everyone has their own privacy, Tie Meng may know something, from that place, it is impossible to tell the secret out of the heart, that is not to treat people with sincerity, it is a lack of heart.

"Mu Xiaofeng, go back to your place."

Tie Meng didn't say much, just emphasized the rules, and then gave the podium to an old gentleman who came to take a military history class.

Military history classes are not like other courses, if you don't learn them in the front, you can't understand them later.

It was the first time Mu Feng entered the classroom of this kind of institution of higher learning, and it was the first time to listen to a lecture by a knowledgeable old gentleman, and the military history class was very exciting, interspersed with many stories, and I listened to it with relish.

However, after a class, most of the people in the class left, and in fact, as soon as Tie Meng left, someone quietly left his seat and left through the back door.

She Hu couldn't listen to it at all, so he left early in the morning.

Bai Xu waited until the first class was over, and then gave Mu Feng an apologetic look, and she also left, listening to a class, which was a sign of respect for the teacher.

It's a bit of a waste of time for her.

Mu Feng didn't leave, he didn't have so many things to do, and he was still thinking about how to make reasonable use of his credits and time.