"What's going on?" the marshal dismounted, surveying the tense scene.

Behind him, there is also the bearded Tim, no wonder he hasn't shown up these days, the class has always been led by Sally, it seems that he has left school to find the marshal.

Several soldiers let go of Chang Le and retreated a few steps, but did not untie Chang Le.

The provost squeezed out a smile and greeted him with a salute:

"Report to the dean, someone violated school rules and military discipline and injured other students, and I am dealing with it. ”

The marshal's gaze swept around:

"Hurt your nephew? ”

"Marshal!" cried the provost anxiously, "you...... It's not convenient for you, and you should avoid it!"

Everyone knows the reason for avoiding suspicion, Chang Le's relationship with Miranda, the marshal's only daughter, is unclear, and the provost is not easy to say, his eyes turn between Chang Le and Miranda, and he glances at Marshal Fontaine.

Fontaine's expression was grim, and he first ordered the disbandment and told the students to go back to sleep.

Even if it was disbanded, everyone still didn't go far, they still gathered nearby to discuss, Xu Si and others were worried about Chang Le's safety, the children of the nobles hoped that Chang Le would be severely punished, only Miranda went away alone, her expression was quite unkind, every time she was pulled into a relationship with Chang Le by others, she had such an expression of wanting to kill.

"I said, disband!" the marshal roared, and finally frightened the cadets into a hurry.

Then he ordered someone to untie Chang Le's rope, bring tables and chairs, and start the "trial" of the case in the training ground.

Rudy went on to insist that he was beaten by Changle in the woods, and two other aristocratic teenagers testified for him.

Chang Le said that he was cultivating in the woods and was sought revenge by Rudy, so he fled in a hurry, not knowing what happened later.

The confessions of the two sides did not match, so the marshal led everyone to the woods, surveyed the scene, and then separated Rudy and the others, and asked them to tell the story one by one, comparing the local terrain, where they went, where they were attacked, and the process of the fight, etc., all of which had to be explained in detail.

Where can they tell the details, the two followers were stunned in an instant, Rudy was also blinded by the dirt, and identifying Chang Le as the murderer was just speculation, and the scenario made up for this was completely full of loopholes, and no one could justify themselves, let alone the comparison of the confessions of the three.

Chang Le's lying is very simple, first of all, he only involves himself, and he doesn't need the help of others, and secondly, he is telling the truth about the escape route and the like, and he only conceals one of the counterattacks and sneak attacks, since he doesn't need to make it up, it's not easy to reveal it.

The provost's face became more and more ugly, but the marshal laughed:

"Marquis Philip, I don't know who the murderer is. But who is lying, it is already clear at a glance. ”

Rudy glanced at his uncle for help, but was glared back by the provost, so he had to change his words, saying that he really didn't see the attacker clearly, and what he just said was all speculation.

But there is also a basis for speculation, because he sensed that the other party had no source power fluctuations, he was not a cultivator at all, not even an apprentice, but he could break his arm, and the only one with such power was Chang Le, who had defeated the instructor Lieutenant Colonel Anderson not long ago, and everyone in the academy knew about it.

"Are you sure? he doesn't have any source power fluctuations?" asked the marshal.

Rudy gritted his teeth:

"I'm absolutely sure! Defeated by a person who has not cultivated Dou Qi, I will not deliberately make up such a humiliating thing!"

The marshal's gaze moved to Chang Le and smiled:

"You look back and see if Chang Sler's source power fluctuates. ”

The Provost's face was even more ugly, because the fluctuation of Chang Leyuan's power at this moment was quite obvious, and judging by the strength of the qi core, he was already a level 3 apprentice.

Ordinary people go from beginner to level 3, no matter how good their talent is, it will take a few months, and there is no possibility of becoming a level 3 apprentice after an hour before they have not yet entered when they attacked Rudy.

Rudy subconsciously turned his head and stared at Chang Le, stunned with an "ah":

"No way! This can't be! When he ran away from the woods, I saw that he wasn't even an apprentice!"

The marshal turned to the provost and smiled:

"The matter is very clear, the murderer is not Chang Sler, it is Rudy who recognized the wrong person, you can investigate the murderer slowly, I just came back from Western Xinjiang, the saddle horse is tired, I have to rest for a few days. ”

The provost's face twitched, and he was obviously gritting his teeth to restrain his anger:

"This Chang Sler, suspicion cannot be ruled out, maybe Rudy didn't see his strength clearly at the beginning!"

"Now you and I can see clearly, a level 3 apprentice, two realms lower than your nephew!" the marshal's face darkened, "Rudy admitted this sentence just now, he went into the woods, and Chang Slerer fled. Why did Chang Slerer flee? What happened at that time, who violated military discipline and tried to attack other students, can you give me an answer?"

The provost was speechless, Rudy's face was flushed, his forehead was bruised, and Chang Le's face was full of grievances and innocence, looking at the marshal and the provost, waiting for them to make decisions for him.

The marshal finally snorted coldly:

"If I am asked to deal with it, Rudy, as a war master-level cultivator, tries to attack entry-level classmates, which not only violates school rules and military discipline, but also deviates from the morality of cultivators, and disgraces and smears the nobles, and should be expelled!"

"Ahh

The provost shouted in panic, and Rudy begged for mercy with a sad face.

"I can release the water once, and I'll leave the matter to the provost. Chang Sler, go back to your barracks, and if anyone retaliates against you in the future, you can go directly to me!"

After the marshal finished speaking, he strode away.

Chang Le forcibly suppressed his smile, saluted the provost solemnly, and quickly walked away, if he stayed a little longer, he would definitely not be able to help laughing when he saw Rudy's annoyed and wronged appearance with his arms hanging down.

When he returned to the barracks, the fifty classmates were both happy and curious when they saw that he had returned unharmed, and they gathered around to inquire about the situation. They all believe that Changle killed the provost's nephew, but they don't understand why he was able to escape the provost's revenge.

Chang Le couldn't admit it, but he didn't want to deny it, so he could only laugh and say nothing.

His expression ignited everyone's emotions even more, and someone jumped on the top of the bed and shouted:

"The boss is mighty! Now the noble bastards know, we are in the fifth class, and we civilians are not easy to bully!"

So a crowd shouted:

"The boss is mighty!"

The female man Lola grinned and grabbed Chang Le's legs:

"Lift up and walk a few more laps!"

The crowd flocked to him, lifting Changle up once more and marching through the barracks, just as he had beaten Rudy a while before.

"Okay, okay, I didn't do anything, I really didn't do anything. ”

Chang Le smiled and slapped on his classmates, but he was very moved in his heart, this kind of support and closeness was the first time in his life that he had experienced.

In the past, he was a pariah, and in addition to being brutalized by the nobles, he was actually discriminated against by the commoners.

But now as a civilian, he is in the military academy, and unconsciously, he has regarded these classmates as his own, and they are a vulnerable group that also faces the oppression of the aristocracy.

"Listen to me!"

Chang Le broke free from the entanglement of countless hands, climbed on the high bed frame, and gave a speech to everyone:

"If we want not to be bullied, we can't rely on others to protect us, we have to be strong ourselves! Start late, you can chase, the nobles started to practice at the age of three, and practiced for two hours a day, let's start now, we should practice for ten hours a day! Our fifth class is the elite of the common people, and everyone has no reason to lose to the lazy and lazy aristocratic young master! The next time I give the fifth squad leader a face, I hope it's you! It's you! It's you!"

Chang Le's fingers pointed over one by one, which simply ignited the air in the barracks, and all the students yelled, and many people's faces turned red.

Chang Le's speech continued, the language was concise, but it was full of incitement, and everyone was so encouraged that they couldn't wait to set off immediately to do something big.

But the boiling noise came to an abrupt end after a few minutes, as Marshal Fontaine appeared at the door.

Everyone immediately stood upright, and those who climbed to the top hurriedly jumped down, including Chang Le.

The marshal frowned with a straight face, and stretched out his finger to point at Chang Le:

"What, you want to rebel?"

"Report to the marshal! I am encouraging everyone to concentrate on their studies and live up to the high expectations of the marshal!"

The marshal sneered:

"Don't play tricks with me, you come out!"

In front of the marshal's majesty, everyone didn't dare to speak, or even whisper, so they could only roll their eyes and glance at Chang Le, watching him walk out of the barracks with his head held high.

When he came to the secluded place, the marshal smiled slightly:

"You're very powerful, I went to the exercise for a month, and when I came back, I saw a leader in the army rising. ”

Chang Le grinned:

"The classmates are heckling and playing. ”

"Not only is he the leader of the army, but he is also very good at fighting, first showing weakness to lure the enemy, and then ambushing and sneaking attack, making Rudy so miserable!"

Chang Le smiled:

"Report Marshal, I ...... I didn't have ......"

"Don't play tricks in front of me, Rudy was injured by you! I saw your footprints, and the finger marks you left by scratching the dirt, do you want to go to the scene to compare?"

"Hee-hee-hee......" Chang Le scratched his head and laughed, and no longer denied it.

"What's going on with your cultivation? How did you get to level 3 in less than ten days?" the marshal asked the question he was most concerned about.

Chang Le didn't dare to say that he had actually been promoted to level 3 in a few minutes, but he did have a lot of difficulties in grasping the source force, so he took this opportunity to ask the teacher questions one by one, and also described the feelings of the source force like a dark sea.

The marshal's face was full of shock after hearing this, because ordinary people could only feel the faint "black mist", the source power was everywhere, but only the richest part could be sensed by the cultivator, and then absorbed and transformed.

And when Chang Le saw the Sea of Darkness, it was clear that his perception was indescribably keen, he knew that Chang Le would be very strong once he cultivated, but the actual situation was still beyond his imagination.

What's more, the "chaotic scene" that Chang Le is so for, those fluctuations of red, red, green and green, are really "forces of nature", which only high-level magicians can sense, how did he do it?

Listening to the marshal's exclamation, Chang Le found the reason, speaking of which, it was because of his extraordinary soul strength, as Anita said at the beginning, soul cultivation is independent of any cultivation system, but it also has a bonus to all cultivation methods, after all, the medium through which human beings master the source power is the soul!

If the cultivation of Dou Qi is to go to the river to scoop water, others hold spoons of different sizes, but Chang Le brings a large cauldron, the answer is as simple as that.

"In that case...... the marshal stopped thinking and sighed, "the future of the empire depends on your loyalty!"

"Teacher!" Chang Le replied sincerely, "I don't want to be loyal to the empire or the royal family, but I will be loyal to you, you are my benefactor and a good person." ”

"Nonsense! We are not warlords, we are not aristocratic private armies, we are royal guards!"

The marshal looked extremely serious, stared at Chang Le seriously, and continued:

"If you still want to continue your studies, you can swear an oath to me now, swear allegiance to the Empire, and not to any private person!"

Chang Le also met the marshal's gaze seriously, and replied word by word:

"Teacher, a hypocritical oath is worthless, I only believe in conscience!"