Compared to the Ink Academy, the sensation caused by Lingwu and Lingnian is much weaker.

After all, the big guys on their side are a little less.

What's more, they all graduated from the Four Senses.

However, although in terms of quality, they can't compete with the Mo Academy, but they can't stand the number of people, and the entire train is almost full of their people.

At dawn, the gates of the three major colleges and universities were almost full of people, and they couldn't squeeze in.

And the military academy, in this summoning order, also suppressed Lingnian, Lingwu was on the side.

Very simple...

The military academy has produced a Zhong Yushu.

Terran God of War!

And now, because of the convocation order, Zhong Yushu has returned to school!

The faith in the hearts of these countless human races completely returned at this moment, causing those graduates of the military academy to begin to become excited.

After all, everyone had already analyzed it when they came, and with Zhong Yushu's current status, he should not be involved in the convening order, and more importantly, he would still be responsible for coordinating in the town demon pass.

After all, he should be busy.

Well...

If Xin Yongfeng hadn't come back, he would have been quite busy, but now...

An idler.

It's just that he showed his face, and the military academy has an unparalleled fighting spirit, raising it in mid-air without dispersing, which attracts people's attention.

In particular, the hoarse shouts resounded in the sky.

Let everyone know that the Terran God of War is back to school.

The momentum on Lingwu's side is also not weak.

Although they don't have people of Zhong Yushu's status, they still have some of them, of course, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that they have a loud voice and a tendon!

There was no need to mobilize at all, and he was like a chicken blood, and he began to beat his chest and scream wildly.

It was like a gorilla in a meeting.

There is only the Academy of Spiritual Thoughts.

The two principals hid in the backyard with a sad face, looking at each other and sighing.

Students of Spiritual Thoughts... I'm not stupid, I'm quite clever.

Then, the two principals of them are still outsiders, not Lingnian graduates.

"It's hard to deceive..."

"But you see, everyone is boiling blood over there, let's not say a word?"

Yuan Qingshan frowned, sighed, and shook his head.

Qi Changshan glanced at him: "I heard that the graduates came back for two eight senses, do you compare and compare?" ”

"Why don't we leave our jobs and go back to the Ink Academy?"

Yuan Qingshan looked even more miserable, and he no longer had the same happy mood as when he watched the play last night.

"Hehe, that old man has a knife when he speaks, and he can disgust you to death."

Qi Changshan sneered.

Qi Changshan looked irritable: "Then what to do, what do you say!" ”

"Drag!"

"There is still nearly half a year before the war starts, and now it is just a matter of convening in advance to cultivate tacit understanding."

"The hotter they scream now, the more stupid they will be!"

"You can't continue to be enthusiastic for half a year."

Qi Changshan still had a dead face, but his tone was full of playfulness.

Yuan Qingshan glanced at him with a strange expression, and nodded lightly: "Also... I really can..."

"Lingwu's group of reckless people, just give them some chicken soup, you can make them excited for a month."

"Military Academy..."

"Zhong Yushu is in one day, and the blood continues."

Listening to Yuan Qingshan's words, Qi Changshan fell silent.

The two old men looked more and more angry, and sighed.

"Forget it!"

"Broken jar broken!"

"Lao Tzu is the principal, what is Lao Tzu afraid of!"

"Our minds play with brains, not muscles!"

"We should be cold, we should be rational!"

In the end, Yuan Qingshan, who really couldn't think of any way, simply gritted his teeth, strode up directly, floated in the air, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Lingnian students, gather!! ”

To Yuan Qingshan's surprise, although he was a foreign principal, these people were still full of respect when they looked at him.

Especially these students who have recently brought them out.

In their words...

Although Yuan Qingshan is a graduate of the Mo Academy, they are not blind people who have paid for Lingnian all these years, they can see it.

For a while, Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan were deeply moved.

"From now on, closed training, three months!"

"One team for every hundred."

"Fifty Lingwu, fifty Lingnian, one person from the Ink Academy!"

"Military schools are self-contained!"

"My only request is not to lose our spiritual people!!"

"Let them see the demeanor of my spiritual students!"

"The tacit understanding must be practiced well!"

"It's about your lives on the battlefield!"

Yuan Qingshan looked at everyone and chattered tirelessly, all of them were trivial matters, but he spoke very seriously, and the students below listened to them very seriously.

"Whew..."

"Now..."

"All students, free to move, if it's time to call home, just make a call."

"Tomorrow..."

"Closed training has officially begun."

"I wish you..."

"Peace."

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