"Boom... Boom... Boom!"

"It's over, I'm late again, and I'm going to be punished again today!"

Before he reached the gate of the college, Yang Tian heard the class bell that could be heard more than ten miles away, and suddenly felt that his "future" was dark.

Yang Tian rushed all the way......

"Whew!"

"Report!"

Yang Tian, who was standing at the door of the classroom, shouted to a middle-aged man on the podium, his chest rising and falling, as if mixed with some uneasy factors.

"Sunny day!"

"It's you again!"

"Consciously roll to the back corner, don't sit today!"

The middle-aged man's angry eyes and frantic tone seemed to show that this was not the first time in Yangtian.

"Haha... Haha!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's words fell, bursts of childish laughter suddenly sounded in the classroom.

Childish voice: I always feel that something is wrong?

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Yang Tian silently walked to the corner at the back of the classroom with his head down.

"Quiet!"

The middle-aged man's hands were pressed weakly, and the classroom was suddenly quiet and "terrible".

Yang Tian, who was standing at the back of the classroom, looked around at the children in the classroom, and the oldest of these children was estimated to be only six or seven years old.

......

As mentioned earlier, in schools in this world, students mainly learn not the so-called "knowledge" in their previous lives, but martial arts and magic.

Because the "Yangtian" in front was stoned to death, the cultivation that was not high in the past was all in vain after the current Yangtian woke up. Therefore, the current Yangtian must be learned from scratch! This is why there are now these classmates who were elementary school students in their previous lives......

"Where did we just go?"

The middle-aged man on the podium seemed to be interrupted by the arrival of the sunny day, and then asked in front of the whole class.

"Master Hongjian, you just talked about the third 'world war' on the mainland," a little boy sitting under the front podium stood up, raised his head, and replied with a confident look.

"Good!"

"Sit down"

"Let's go on to talk about the cause of the third 'world war', in fact, until now, the people who specialize in history in various countries have not understood the cause of this war, and according to the most reliable speculation, it may be related to the outbreak of the "Battle of Thang Long". ”

The middle-aged man on the stage paused when he said this, looked around at the group of students sitting precariously below, and nodded.

"Maybe you are a little familiar with the words "Battle of Thang Long", but in fact, this battle took place in the "Thang Long Sea" not far from us. The battle was named after the place. ”

"After this battle, a full-scale war broke out between the three major empires of the world, and even those independent beast cultivators were innocently involved. ”

"The third 'world war' lasted 136 years! The war drastically reduced the world's population, from more than 6 billion people to less than 2 billion in the end!"

"In other words, out of every six people, four people die!"

When the middle-aged man talked about this, his mood swings seemed to be very large. It seems that he is trying to control his emotions and does not continue.

Yang Tian looked at the middle-aged man on the podium and found that the middle-aged man's shoulders were trembling slightly.

The students in the audience all opened their eyes wide and their faces were terrified.

"Sword Master, how did this battle end?"

Yang Tian, who was standing in the corner, also remembered the motherland in his previous life, which was also a world war, and many innocent ancestors died!

The Hung Sword Master's gaze moved to Yang Tian at the back of the classroom, and he exhaled deeply.

"Good question!"

"Because the longer the war is fought, the more people die in the countries. In the end, people all over the world seemed to be obsessed, completely ignoring life and death, and frantically sacrificing their precious lives against the so-called enemy. ”

"And then, twelve people appeared! We call them 'Twelve Sages'!"

When the Hung Sword Master said the four words "Twelve Sages", his eyes "burst" with incomparable admiration.

"The 'Twelve Sages' together, with the cultivation of the heavens, one country after another, let those so-called high-level people stop their crazy moves. Among them, they have also used extraordinary means!"

"They may have blood on their hands, but they have bought world peace with a small punishment! In any case, they are the greatest saints of our continent!"

"Saint!

When the sword master finished the last sentence, the whole classroom heard the oblivious fanatic, sonorous and powerful childish voice.

Yangtian seemed to have been brought into those tragic years, and saw corpses all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed. I also saw the "Twelve Sages", radiating that holy light and illuminating that dark age!

"Okay, everyone!"

The Hung Sword Master calmed down his agitated emotions, pressed his hands weakly, and the classroom suddenly fell into "absolute" silence again. It's just that the slightly trembling hands show that the heart of the Hung Sword Master is not calm.

"Everyone must remember that this war is not the fault of any country, and every country has paid a terrible price, and this price will take the efforts of several generations of us to calm down and recover. ”

"Therefore, I hope that you will not hate people in any country, because that is a terrible mistake! ”

After the Hong Sword Master finished speaking, his gaze moved to Yang Tian's body again.

"Alas, go back to your seat. Remember, this time it's for the sake of the 'Twelve Sages', and next time, I will never be spared!"

"Hey, Sword Master, I promise, there will never be a next time!"

Yang Tian crept to his seat and sat down under the gaze of the Hong Sword Master, seeing that this posture was definitely an old fritter.

Looking at Yang Tian like this, the Hong Sword Master smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"This good child, how can he be smashed once and change so much?"

"Knock... Knock knock..."

"Alright, that's it for this lesson!"

"Class!"

After speaking, the sword master walked out of the classroom slowly with his hands behind his back.

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"Boss, Boss, Hong Sword Master just said that for the sake of the 'Sage', he spared you this time, are you a descendant of the 'Sage'!"

This voice was the little boy who had just gotten up to answer the question of the Hung Sword Master, a chubby little boy.

"Boss, isn't it?"

"Isn't it?"

Yangtian: "......"

Before the little fat man's words fell, a group of chattering "little classmates" surrounded Yangtian.

"Ahem!"

Yang Tian immediately sat up straight and coughed a few times. Maintain the "majesty" that the "boss" should have.

"Little Fatty, what the Mighty Sword Master said just now is indeed for the sake of the 'Sage'. As for whether I am a descendant of the 'Sage', this is a serious question, so it's better to keep a low profile!"

Yang Tian seems to be talking serious nonsense.

"The boss is not the boss! ”

"Uh-huh!"

There was a chorus of approval.

Yangtian: "......"