Valoran's starry sky is filled with countless stars of crimson and silver.

The red galaxy is interspersed with silver twinkling stars, the vastness, lying on the roof and looking up at the night sky, there is always the illusion of being in a dream.

"Woohoo......"

Ling Hanyue pillowed on the lord's body and subconsciously adjusted her sleeping position.

This upside-down face is releasing purity and serenity, what kind of lucky man can have such a perfect woman?

"What's next?"

Ahri stretched out his arms and looked at Wu Wenxu carefully with watery eyes.

"What's the plan......"

Wu Wenxu thought about it seriously and said: "The War Academy is indeed a good place, even if I have reached the peak of the thirteenth order now, and when I enter the academy, I will still feel endless pressure, before the opening of the Shadow Island, I will always fulfill my promise to Marzaha and meditate in the academy." ”

Wu Wenxu didn't tell Ahri about Shisha.

In fact, when Wu Wenxu clearly understood the meaning of the Ten Sages of the Alliance, he was already sweating.

"You're such a freak."

Ahri said in a complicated voice.

"If you are given another fifty years, the fifteenth holy rank will definitely be within reach."

"There are only a handful of powerhouses in the fifteen saint ranks of the Valoran Continent, and with the Ten Saints stable League of Legends, almost the strongest combat power of the entire continent has been gathered, husband, don't you really consider joining the League of Legends?"

Ahri has always hoped that Wu Wenxu would join the alliance.

In her opinion, how could an earth-shattering figure like Wu Wenxu be buried in the ice field in a low-key manner?

Wu Wenxu smiled, "I'm the king of demons, demons don't need order, now, let me be a quiet student dog." ”

"If you don't want to go, forget it."

Ahri tapped lightly on Wu Wenxu's lips.

Her indescribably hot and delicate body, which was so mature that she was close to Wu Wenxu, was close to Wu Wenxu.

Just when the lord began to get excited, this abrasive little goblin actually showed a weird smile that Wu Wenxu was good at, and she buried Xiujing in Wu Wenxu's chest. He was breathing steadily and fell asleep.

"Nima."

Wu Wenxu touched his nose and felt the pain in the egg.

The two amorous wives were obviously embraced by themselves, but they could only look at it.

Wu Wenxu swallowed his saliva dryly, and finally chose to close his eyes.

Tomorrow is the so-called opening ceremony of the War College, and I heard that it will be presided over by Master Yi, the vice president of the War College.

Over the years, Wu Wenxu has heard too much about Master Yi's deeds. He thought in his heart, and the **** turned to clarity in an instant. For this Valoran No. 1 man in kendo, Wu Wenxu can't wait to see his demeanor with his own eyes.

The half-cool night breeze swept over the three sleeping people on the orange roof, as if to calm the whole world.

The small blue and purple flowers danced low beside the stable, and the ruffian horse looked at the flowers with a somewhat dazed expression.

The oat milk it had chewed twice in its mouth had long since solidified and dried up, like the salivation of a mad old man, hanging on its thick lips, at this moment. A snow-white 'lizard' got into the horse pen, and the ruffian horse was suddenly startled and became energetic.

After a while, Xiaobai and Dabai began to curl up and snuggle up to each other.

The night finally deepened.

The dream slowly played.

Under the stars, each with his own thoughts. What a spectacular epic will the young people who are full of ambition play!

……

The next day, the War College.

"Please give way, I'm going to miss the opening ceremony."

A fleshy yodeler struggled through the crowd, having been so excited the night that he had overslept. Fortunately, he was small, and even with a large crowd, he was barely able to move forward.

This ceremony, which brought together the geniuses of the entire Valoran Continent, can be described as cross-era!

Two classes of old students, one class of freshmen.

This year's freshmen must have taken care of the mistakes of last year's college, and more than 500 people were recruited.

The total number of veteran students in the two classes is about 500 people, plus the college teachers sitting on both sides of the hall. As well as many inexplicable ghosts, even though the hall is vast, it can't help but seem a little cramped.

"Xu ......"

"Shh

Wu Wenxu made a small space for the yodel Wane, and Wane understood what Wu Wenxu meant, so he immediately stopped talking, but happily chatted with the lord about other topics.

"Do you know what the process is today?"

Wu Wenxu doesn't like troublesome things, so he has to understand clearly.

"Today is mostly a freshman reception."

Wane was out of breath for a long time, and finally relieved his breath.

"Later, every freshman should introduce himself, so that the college teachers are familiar with themselves, and as for the future, ......"

Vanet paused, his expression suddenly serious.

"Do you see those old students?"

Vanet quietly pointed to the group of guys behind him whose noses were about to lift up to the sky.

"These old birds are our seniors, and they are also future instructors."

"In order to obey and manage, as well as enhance the competitiveness among students, every new student must join an old student organization, which is not only related to the vital interests of the future, serious, and even life-threatening!"

Vanet's big eyes were obviously full of jealousy, "Every year, there will always be some new students who do not obey the education and are above the top, they don't pay attention to the old students at all, and those new people who are unwilling to join the old students' organization will all be eliminated from the game, and if they don't give in to the old students, it will be difficult to move an inch in the War College." ”

The self-introduction of the new students has begun.

As for Wu Wenxu and Wanei's turn, there will still be a while.

Vanet continued: "The Nine Organizations that have resounded for countless years in the War College are actually the existence that the Nine Nations have tacitly approved in order to cultivate their own forces. ”

"Demacia, Noxus, Zaan, Piltover, Shurima, Bandel City, Ionia, Freeljord, Titan, they are the true rulers of Valoran."

"So, even if it's rampant, how can it compete with the Nine Kingdoms."

Wu Wenxu nodded thoughtfully, and his gaze returned to the stage.

"Big... Hello everyone, I'm from ......"

Master Yi and the others had not yet appeared, and on the high platform covered with purple satin, the freshman was already stuttering nervously, and looking at the soybean-like sweat particles oozing from his forehead, it was even more terrifying than going to the execution ground.

"I am ......"

"Get the hell out of here!"

There was an angry roar from the crowd.

No one expected that this pale freshman, before he even had time to introduce his name, suddenly spit out blood, he screamed, and rolled off the stage like a fallen spinning top.

The candidates who didn't take the ceremony to heart suddenly became quiet.

In the silent hall, a voice of contempt slowly sounded.

"You waste newcomers, are you all eating shit?" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come and your support, which is my biggest motivation. )