The students of the fourth class got up one after another and put the wooden knives back on the knife holder, and they all looked at him with strange eyes when they passed by Qin Tian.

Xia Jin trotted in front of Qin Tian, "You are so powerful, none of the four of you are your opponent." ”

"It's just opportunistic. Qin Tian came back to his senses and smiled bitterly, walked to the knife holder on the side and put the wooden knife in his hand on it.

"You don't seem to be happy, what's wrong?"

"Suddenly something didn't come to mind. Qin Tian reluctantly smiled and said, "It's okay." ”

Xia Jin tilted her head and pouted very puzzled, "Then you..."

"Qin Tian, come here. Beitian's hoarse voice stopped Qin Tian.

"Then I'll go first. Xia Jin said softly.

"Hmm. ”

"I'll go to the playground first. Russell got up and left.

Qin Tian's mood didn't know why he suddenly became a little depressed, he should be very proud if he won a pair of fours, but on the contrary, Qin Tian's depressed look after losing made Russell very confused.

As soon as Qin Tian walked towards Beitian, suddenly a knife was thrown towards Qin Tian in the air, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and reached out to grab it.

This is not a wooden knife, but a knife with a black scabbard, about a meter long, the handle is all black wood, there is a golden pattern in the middle, like some kind of petal, and the gauntlet on the handle is a circle of gold carving.

"Pull out the knife. Bei Tianyi's unprecedentedly serious tone made Qin Tian a little unaccustomed.

Qin Tian held the hilt of the knife, and after thinking for a moment, he slowly pulled out all the blades. When he saw the blade on it, Qin Tian couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.

"It's... A knife that opens the edge. ”

The hand holding the knife began to tremble.

Bei Tianyi slowly walked to the side and picked up the long knife leaning against the pillar, "Why are you trembling?"

Qin Tian couldn't control his hands, and asked himself if he was afraid? After experiencing such a terrible zombie virus incident, he would tremble with a real knife in his hand.

"Do you think that the knife is just a tool for killing?" Bei Tianyi slowly pulled out the long knife in his hand.

"Yes..."

"Defend yourself, then, with the blade in your hand. After speaking, Bei Tianyi stepped forward and slashed at Qin Tian with the long knife in his hand.

Qin Tian couldn't help but let out a muffled sound in his throat, looking at the blade that was almost in front of him, holding the knife with both hands and barely swinging out to block it.

Qiang

Qin Tian staggered back a few steps, his hands trembling even more.

Bei Tianyi immediately swung his knife and continued to slash.

Qiang Qiang Qiang

The sound of the knives clashing pierced Qin Tian's mind like a needle, and he gasped and stared at the long knife in Beiyan's hand with frightened eyes.

Bei Tianyi didn't continue the attack, sighed and inserted the long blade in his hand back into the scabbard, "Put it away." ”

Qin Tian took a deep breath, silently walked over and picked up the scabbard on the ground, and inserted the blade back.

"Come, sit down. Bei Tian sat down cross-legged, he understood very well what Qin Tian was thinking at this time.

Looking at Qin Tian's distressed expression, Bei Tianyi continued, "I didn't expect that you were only eleven years old and you began to have this kind of thought. ”

Qin Tian raised his head and asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?"

"You're starting to feel that you can kill anyone with a blade in your hand, which is a kind of confidence in your sword skills. But you also begin to feel sympathy in your heart, and while sympathizing with the enemy, you begin to fear murder and be tormented by mercy. Do you know the kind of thinking you have now, at what age did I start to have it?"

Qin Tian shook his head and didn't know.

"When I was thirty years old, I cultivated my sword skills to the extreme, and I was not afraid of anyone on the battlefield, and I killed thousands of people, and one day my mind began to gradually change. When fighting with an enemy general, I repeatedly gained the upper hand, and a trace of sympathy appeared in my heart, and the blade in my hand became without the slightest killing intent, and at this moment of hesitation..."

Bei Tian pointed to the terrifying scar on the right side of his face, "That general left this scar on my face, when blood covered my eyes, he took this opportunity to flee far away. ”

Qin Tian stared at the terrifying scar on Beiyan's face, thinking that this scar came from like this.

"Later, the general regrouped and attacked our military camp at night. Beiyan closed his eyes in pain, and his voice was a little choked, "Thousands of young men are gone, like mowing grass." ”

Qin Tian opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

"If it weren't for me, those young people would have each had a wonderful family by now, if I hadn't had that emotion towards the enemy. ”

Bei Tian opened his eyes and looked at Qin Tian, he pointed to the scar on the right side of his face, "This scar reminds me all the time, you must not have a trace of sympathy for the enemy, your hesitation may cause irreparable fault to others." ”

He took the knife in Qin Tian's hand and stood up, "The knife technique is a trick to kill, no matter how you cover it up, but this is the truth after all." Remember, your sword is not just a slash, it's also a relief from suffering. ”

After speaking, Beitian turned around and walked out.

Looking at the back of the vicissitudes of life of the Northern Yankee, Qin Tian felt that the Northern Yanke had always carried this remorse in his heart, being merciful to the enemy, not only cruel to himself, but also ruthless to the people around him. Qin Tian looked down at his hands, and the last paragraph of the Northern Yankee kept lingering in Qin Tian's ears, "Rescue the people in pain so as to swing a knife to kill the enemy..."

Principal Room

Bai Ju looked at the six or seven teachers in front of him expressionlessly, they learned that next month's first and second grade competition, the losing side would be deprived of their teaching qualifications, and they collectively came to the principal's office to protest.

The teachers of White Horse Academy earn around 4,000 gold coins a month, which is enough to support their families, but now their only job is threatened.

"It's just a grade level competition, and the losing class teacher will be expelled, what is it!"

"I don't agree with this match. ”

"I don't agree either!"

Several second-grade teachers expressed their dissatisfaction, and their tones were very strong, and they were not at all afraid of the young principal in front of them.

"It seems that the teachers didn't take me seriously at all. Bai Ju stood up with a gloomy face, and an invisible pressure rushed to everyone present.

An elderly teacher opened his mouth and said: "Xiaobai, you are also a student of our teaching, we have been teaching in the academy for decades, we can't say that we will be expelled." ”

"Yes, we people have put all our youth and energy into it, and we can't be so cruel to us people. ”

"Looks like you've decided you're going to lose. At this time, Heiyu opened the door and walked in, followed by three teachers, one was Wang Wenzhong, one was the explosive head teacher, and the other was the female teacher with glasses.

Heiyu continued, "You taught it, Brother Bai and I have gone through so many bumpy roads, and our strength has been honed by ourselves, does it have anything to do with you?"

"What do you mean by that, now that you are strong, you turn your face and deny people?" the old teacher shouted angrily.

Bai Ju sighed and pressed one hand on his head.

Black Whisper's eyes narrowed, and he walked towards them step by step.

"Does our strength have anything to do with you? Strength is something we have honed ourselves in the ghost gates on the battlefield! And what you teach is just reading out by looking at books. ”

"How many people from other colleges mocked us and humiliated us back then. At that time, I made up my mind that I would become a teacher at White Horse Academy in the future and train elite students to win the championship of the college competition. After saying that, the clothes and hair on Heiyu's body slowly fluttered, and a strong Yuan Wen force exploded outward, which immediately shocked those second-grade teachers.

"And you, who treat this place as a nursing home, only care about your own salary, and you ignore the humiliation that the students receive outside, I want you to do something..."

"Whisper!" said Bai Ju immediately scolded to stop her from continuing.

Heiyu put away the Yuan Wen power that burst out, her clothes and hair fluttered slightly, and she snorted coldly and looked at the breathless second-grade teachers.

Bai Ju turned his head to those teachers and said, "This confrontation was proposed by Su Lao, if you have any questions, you can ask Su Lao for advice." But you always have to remember that in the decades that you have been teaching, we have been the last in the entire Heavenly Continent. Who should go and who should stay, you know in your own hearts. ”

"Now it's time for everyone to go back and prepare for this competition, instead of messing around here. The tone of the white sentence is accentuated when it comes to the last four words, which seems to say, if you continue to be entangled like this, be careful not to be polite to you.