Royal Historical Courtyard - Huanghua Building, eight-storey roof.

The carpets in the corridors, the tables and chairs, the opulent decorations, not even the breathable windows, as far as the eye can see—only the walls.

The bright red on the left side is like blood, and the right side shines like gold, and the floor above the Royal Dean's office does not allow students to enter, teachers are not allowed to enter, and directors are not allowed to enter.

The dean of the Academy of History, the old man of Chuanyang, stood at the end of the corridor, observing the nameplate on the blood-red wall from afar, and then asked the chief dean who was silent,

"Dean Lin, you're really here"

The Hymn of Blood and the Catalogue of Gold, the walls of the royal spirit and the highest combat power, respectively, are also the sacred places of the First Academy. Quietly staring at the blood-colored wall, Dean Qingtan said softly,

"Dean Chuanyang, did you say that I shouldn't have sent the three of them out of the academy in the first place?"

There was silence for a moment, but Kawa didn't answer, or he knew that the woman in the distance didn't need to answer.

"I obviously knew that the title cultivation plan was a failure, and the Sunshine and Mermaid techniques could not be replicated, but I still made a tough decision, and the guide was counterattacked by the power of the skill." The woman chuckled, as if asking the old man, and as if asking herself, "Am I a very vicious woman?" ”

The old man opened his mouth, but he was silent. Viciousness? As the supreme authority of the First Academy, it is impossible for the Royal Dean to refuse a plan that will help the Academy, let alone sacrifice one person.

"Obviously ready to sacrifice Mi Li, but he told Ah Mo about the way to delay time, even if it was just to quench his thirst, even if it would provoke the anger of the ancient fierce gods, even if it would make Fang Yuan fall into the flames of war" Qing Tan laughed at himself, a little more helpless, "I know the character of my disciples very well, and I know what they will do." But it still sent them to a point of no return. ”

"The dean is too worried," Chuan Yang sighed and comforted, "Now that Lingmo and they are working in the Chengdu Alliance, I have heard some rumors about them recently, and they are all very good feedback. Maybe the situation of honey glass is much better now, so you don't have to worry too much. ”

"Maybe," Qing Tan replied, giving an answer that he couldn't even believe.

So, ah, women are always not suitable to sit in this position, not decisive at all.

Inadvertently, the Dean's gaze rested on the area of the Golden Catalogue, or more precisely, on a dusty piece of gold heraldry.

No.4 - **thousand*.

If you look closely, the face of the coat of arms is covered by dust, and Qingtan supports his chin and thinks about it with interest for a while,

"Heh~ Prince Millennium, what a lucky guy"

The Millennial Prince? Kawa had heard of the name, but he didn't know what the dean meant.

Until he saw another gold object that the woman had taken out of her bosom, a missing coat of arms.

"Divine General, Thousand Miles" The golden emblem in his hand still had a little fragrance and residual warmth, and Qing Tan moved this coat of arms that had only been recovered not long ago to its original position, "Just half the strength of the battle against No.4 made that thousand-year-old trainer so unbearable.

Heh~ If there were two of them that day, the thousand-year-old legend would have fallen, and he would have died in the name of the strongest taboo."

Gold*Index - No.4, the coat of arms embedded in the wall echoes the coat of arms in the hands of the dean, blooming with dazzling brilliance, like the most dazzling light, driving away a qiē darkness.

The two coats of arms are both incomplete, and only when they are combined can they reproduce their true posture.

In the brilliance of stealing the vision, the old man of Chuanyang watched in great surprise, and the two coats of arms gradually melted, reappearing and awakening with the true posture of the past.

Royal Elite Trainer Academy, the strongest attack trainer trained by the first school with a history of thousands of years.

If he is against God, he will be struck down above the clouds;

If you are against the devil, let it collapse into the netherworld;

gold*index，no.4――

In the vision of the old man Chuanyang, the once glorious name finally appeared.

"Why hasn't Chihiro-sensei come yet?" , Outside the battle tower of the library of the Historical Academy, out of danger, Lou asked.

"There is still some time, your teacher is probably still on the way" Kaiyang glanced at his watch and said, "It's just that one came early, why are you all waiting here so tacitly, this is not normal?" ”

"I was notified of the advance time," Wan said after a moment's thought.

"Such a coincidence, so am I" Ah Ci suddenly sighed, and Xiaoxue on the other side also nodded hesitantly.

"Obviously, we are all designed," Yizhi, who was dragged back by Yi Huiqiang, said, looking at the crowd on the other side, "As for the person who designed us"

The fiery red afterimage moved around from time to time, and Abby Lang could clearly feel the aura of his opponent, but the problem was that this guy couldn't catch it with a jab.

"Damn, you have the ability to stop and fight seriously!" Baizu Jinzi gritted his teeth and glared at the trainer a few meters away, obviously he was just a freshman, and he actually had this kind of speed!

"Stop, can you win me?" Xingchen asked, his expression unchanged.

With a snap of his fingers, the strong chicken really slowed down, and the young man's behavior made the crowd sneer.

A small provocation can be lightly baited, and a new student is indeed a new student.

Since you're looking for death, don't blame me. Fuzi licked her lips, and the scars on the corners of her eyebrows seemed to be even more hideous.

Able to keep up with its speed, Abby Lang held his breath and slowly gathered strength, until he locked on the opponent's movement trajectory before he violently twisted his body and swung his fist,

"Qi Hequan!"

The fist that exuded a fighting spirit hit the red shadow, and Abby Lang leaned all his strength without stopping, crushing the opponent and dragging a long trail on the ground.

The dust was filled, and the crowd led by Baizu Jinfuzi was very refreshing,

"Beyond your means"

"I've already warned you not to interfere, to do it yourself"

"If you know the gap, retreat, I'll find something else~" Fuzi's words stopped abruptly, and the noisy crowd suddenly quieted down. Guy and the others saw that the strong chickens that should have been knocked down were still in sight.

The sturdy leg pressed against Abby Lang's steel fist, and the other leg sank into the ground, and the pair of powerful lower limbs of the strong chicken formed a perfect bracket, removing the power of the qi fist.

"You've already contributed," Xingchen said lightly, "Now it's my turn"

The leg against the fist was quickly withdrawn, and Abby Lang lost his center of gravity and leaned forward in surprise, his eyes showing a fiery red.

Flame Spirit・Second Kick!

The claws twisted backwards, sparks wrapped around them, and hit Abbey Lang's chest. The force that almost shattered his chest made Abby Lang snort in pain, but then the heat that pressed into the force choked the pain and robbed it of its consciousness.

In front of the young man's eyes, the strong chicken still maintained the posture of exerting force, defeating Abby Lang and digging a new mark on the original ground drag.

"Boom~" sparks burst out, burning everyone's nerves.

Squatting down, stroking the elf covered in scorched marks, the hundred-footed Fuzi was unbelievable, how could it be a joke, is this kind of power that a freshman can have?

Her heart was blocked and she suppressed her breathing like she was pressing on a boulder, and Fuko had a familiar feeling, as if she was fighting against forbidden monsters on the night of the school year's festival.

The blow of the strong chicken controlled the situation very well, and Xingchen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He is also a human being, and if he wants to defeat them all one by one, it will take a lot of energy not to mention whether he can succeed or not. What's more, this outcome will develop in an unpredictable direction.

Defeated dozens of elites in the academy, the title that sounded very bloody, but in addition to bringing him a false name, there must be endless trouble. At the very least, in the eyes of the teachers, this student is equivalent to 'frivolousness', and it is not in line with the purpose of his coming to the college.

Defeat the enemy with one blow, then defeat their onslaught, and hopefully end there

"Crackle~crackle" A dense sound rushed into the eardrum, and Xingchen sighed. It seems that it is not over yet.

The bulging ground is like a myriad of bulges, trapping the strong chickens. The venom mixed with the cold breath corroded the earth, gradually drawing closer to the legs of the cockfighting elf.

"Huh~" subconsciously kicked the ground, and the strong chicken jumped to the only trunk, pulling the branch to keep it from falling.

"I saw that you were fighting very well, so I didn't bother you." Beside Fuzi, Dongjian, who had not made a sound, showed a hypocritical smile, "You shouldn't blame me, Xingchen-san?" ”

"Kara~" looked sideways and found that the poison was moving along the branches, destroying the internal structure of the vegetation. As a last resort, it had to jump again. There is no way, you have to be careful when you are the enemy of poison.

The small dirt bag on the ground of "Bang ~ Crack" was broken, and a few centipedes were squeezed out to block the landing point of the strong chicken.

"These elves are Fuzi's little treasures, and I can be regarded as continuing your battle" Dongjian stared at the stars in the distance, and the cold light appeared, "It's not a foul"

It's still so despicable~ Yizhi snorted and was ready to rush forward,

"Smack" Yihui slammed the former head of the academic academy to the ground with a powerful punch, "Don't you think it's troublesome enough, idiot!?" ”

"He needs help," Yizhi said earnestly, getting up.

"Perhaps, but I'm afraid it wasn't your help," Ah Ci muttered, constantly stuffing snacks into his mouth, and it was a blessing that there was still breakfast left.

"Hmph, this time~ our Xingchen students will definitely smash them all to the ground, and then we can ravage them back" Wan looked like she was winning, "One Ziji for a stronger star is really a good deal."

Ah Xue, don't just watch, shout together!

Ganbadad, come back, sisters will reward you!! ”

Beside the enthusiastic therapist, Xiaoxue couldn't answer anything. It's just a trainer who is looking at the battle in front of him from afar.

Is that him? Yesterday's one

Ignoring the cries of the special squad, Xingchen coped with the battle, and the branches were infected with toxins, and he could no longer borrow his strength. The land is occupied by centipedes, and if one is not good, it will fall into a state of 'poison'. If you want to escape safely, I'm afraid you really have to fly.

"Flame skills, fighting skills" said slowly, without a little pressure. He saved everyone's reputation with his actions, and now he is very proud, "I wonder if your strong chicken has learned the skills of flying?" ”

The words of the trainers of the academy brought a mockery, and in the laughter they observed the wolf bèi posture of the strong chicken.

It's a pity~ At the last moment, a flying mud suddenly appeared under the feet of the strong chicken. The mud bomb that is not solid but has a very textured texture gives the strong chicken the opportunity to kick, and with the help of the power to 'fly' out of the poison domain, return to the master's side, and also return to the companion's side.

"Since you've taken over her fight, it shouldn't be a foul if I change to an elf to take over, right?" Xingchen raised his head, his eyes were extremely sharp, "Seeing that you are so engrossed in the battle, it doesn't bother you."

You don't blame me, do you? ”

At the boy's side, the swamp leaping fish held its fins high, and the corners of the doll-like mouth curved widely, showing an amiable smile.

Earthquake!

"Boom~boom" The earth cracked, and the earth and rocks squeezed the centipedes that had not yet left the surface, scraping countless scars on their oozing poisonous body surface, and completely burying them with lightning speed.

After the ground shook, there was no sound. This freshman trainer, who was supposed to be unplanned, used his strength to build an absolute barrier to block all threats.

This guy will be in trouble if he stays. Inadvertently swept over the students opposite, Ichiro clearly saw the brilliance in the eyes of the 'Holy Forge', and firmly believed in his fighting intent.

Slowly stepped forward, and wanted to take over from Fuzi and Dongjian as a student of the History Academy, but suddenly stopped.

"What are you doing here?"

A melodious but incomparably chilling female voice sounded from behind the crowd, as intoxicating as an iceberg spring, but with an unapproachable temperature of zero degrees.

And then came this familiar voice, absolute pressure.

Different from the spiritual level of shock, or the ethereal depiction, the pressure at this moment is like tons of iron pressing on the crowd, oppressing the muscles and nerves of the elves, making them lose the strength to stand.

"Hmm~" Even the three of Ichiro at the front had to kneel on the ground, and barely raised their heads to see a beautiful teacher with long blue hair.

White uniform, narrow skirt and black silk, and a pair of ice jade eyes on Sen Leng's face swept over everyone one by one.

One of the five combat directors, the head teacher of the special class, Chihiro.

"I remember that today I only applied for special classes for library equipment," Chihiro began, "why are you here?"

"We~" Fuzi trembled and regretted it. Why didn't I realize that the time had passed until now, and I had already discussed countless times to leave before she came, and it was trouble~

"We're just~" Dongjian rolled his eyes, and was about to say something, but he was restrained by a stronger pressure, and it was difficult to get up at all bend his knees.

"I didn't let you answer" Chihiro said lightly, and turned to stare at Ichiro, who was the leader,

"It's us who overstepped the rules," Ichiro smiled bitterly, "Please punish the teacher"

The pressure increased step by step, and only after no one present could move for a minute did Chihiro move forward,

"All non-special class students who participated in the battle today will have a major demerit recorded, be confined for three days, and will not be allowed to participate in any extracurricular activities for a month, understand?"

"Yes" reluctantly responded, and many trainers in the crowd had passed out, and even the elves showed signs of losing their strength.

"There's no next time" Chihiro walked towards the special class students as if she hadn't seen the stars, leaving a reminder, "You'd better settle down too"

The pressure dissipated, and everyone was finally relieved, and they all took a big breath and enjoyed their freedom.

The corners of his eyebrows were released, and Xingchen moved his stiff muscles slightly, perhaps no one noticed that the pressure range just now was just right for him. Although it is not out of shape, the pressure that can make him move still is undoubtedly - Kamui.

"Let's go" was just a reproachful look, and everyone in the special class bowed their heads in silence, and no one explained.

Only Kaiyang looked at Yiqiē with interest. Look at the people of Wolf Bèi, the royal trainers of Wolf Bèi.

Heh~ God will not be there, will only one person still have such power?

It is really worthy of the strongest taboo in the history of the royal family - sniping of gods and demons, and all evils retreat gold*index, no.4.

The blood queen god general, thousands of miles away.