The doors and windows in front of the hall are deformed in the space, and harmonious energy fluctuations pour into the hall.

The dean opened his eyes and criticized with a little reproach: "Fourth, this year's college recruitment has been completed, you should also go to the other three places to transfer some backbones for training!"

After listening to the dean's words, the energy in the center of the hall suddenly weakened a lot, and it can be seen that Haotian was very angry by the dean's words.

"Ahem...... My great dean, don't irritate me, I've been like a rag for three consecutive terms, and Zuihou still owes the favor of the three senior brothers, and I'll see people in the future. Before the words fell, the gray shadow in the hall sat down in the hanging chair on the left, and the whole process was smooth and comfortable.

The dean was quite helpless about Haotian, perhaps because he had seen too much of Haotian's wandering, behavior, and strange and special habits. Rather than saying that Haotian is a mentor, it is better to see him as an idle master!

How could the dean not want to carry forward the Holy Martial Hall in the academy? How could Haotian not want to let the Holy Martial Sect recast its former glory? However, the Holy Martial Arts was a method of cultivation that sought the supreme way in the midst of extreme conditions and became a demon if he did not become a god, not to mention the risk; just gathering qi to build a foundation would require dozens of times more effort than a magician.

"Fourth, have you found the Martial Saint's Divine Residence?" the dean asked at a loss.

"I've searched everywhere and found no trace, so maybe the Holy Martial Arts is just a legend. Haotian's face relaxed, and he didn't seem to care, and the whole person became incomprehensible again.

In recent years, the Lingyun Pavilion of our academy has gradually expanded, but I don't know how many warriors' blood is used to throw out the fame, after all, it is innocent human beings who are sacrificed, and we have been deceiving ourselves for many years. ”

"Ahem...... Haotian doesn't know how many times he's heard the dean talk about the thousand-year holy war, and he can't forget how long he hasn't heard the dean's emotion like this, it seems that it was when they met the first two times, or when they met last time? In short, the time is not very long.

The reincarnation of the Mandate of Heaven, the Emperor Supreme, since the Holy War can last for thousands of years, then why rush at this time? Haotian smiled bitterly, and hurriedly took the opportunity to leave the hall; even if he continued to enjoy the mountains and rivers, he was not willing to sit in the hall and sigh on his knees!

Haotian, who walked out of the council hall, looked at the direction of the mountain gate and smiled mysteriously, then jumped up and disappeared into the sky.

Another round of gray and white, apparently two days later.

Wang Man, who was kneeling at the door, had lost sensation in his legs, and his entire body was infused with lead, and his long-term indifference made him lose his turbulent heart.

The crack in his lips was getting bigger and bigger, and no one knew that there was a young man who insisted on guarding outside the mountain gate, and finally in the regret of the dean in the council hall, Wang Man fainted from exhaustion and died outside the mountain gate.

It was a blur in front of him, and the mountain roads seemed to glow blue, and the trees were white, speeding from both sides. I felt like my soul was running down this path, but I was only slightly frightened when I was alone.

This was not an illusion from Wang Man, but an old man in ragged clothes ran towards the mountain with him, his face was solemn and full of joy, and he looked down at this stupid fellow from time to time during the run.

In the Holy Martial Hall of the War College, there were only more than thirty people in the eyes. At the entrance of the hall in the hall, a middle-aged man stood majestically, and below the steps were his younger brothers and sisters, who were practicing hard.

This man is wearing a protective eye shield, the already gray space, and under the wrap of the eye mask, can you still see the surrounding scenery?

The Holy Martial Hall is a discipline that does not sublimate the cultivation of fighting spirit! Therefore, in comparison, the curriculum of this academy is noisy and boring.

Most of the students below were listless, and cultivation seemed to have become a torture inflicted on them.

"Nasus, don't be lazy and concentrate on your energy. The blindfolded man unexpectedly admonished a young man below, much to everyone's surprise.

"Yes, respected Senior Li Qing!" Nasus was a little depressed, he really didn't understand that Weishenme was going to build this Holy Martial Palace, these students, including himself, could obviously enter other academies, and for so long, maybe they were also a glorious member of the Heavenly Destiny Warriors, but when they arrived at the Holy Martial Palace, day after day, year after year, the gathering of energy had worn out the ambition in their hearts.

In fact, every beginner is in high spirits when they come in, and after a few years of study, they have doubts about their own positioning! After all, in the War Academy, the main lineup of magicians, archers, and knights will dominate the outer shijie, and the knights will have the users of various short weapons such as heavy swords and spears.

Speaking of the Holy Martial Palace, it seems to have become a sideline in everyone's eyes, so it is difficult for the students here to be respected by other schools in the academy.

This point, as the most senior of the Holy Martial Palace, Li Qing, is quite touched.

He will not forget that in the academy's mentoring ring, his eyes were burned by the genius mage of the magic hall, but fortunately, with the help of his master Haotian, he got back on his feet, and now he has regained his self-confidence and stored those high-ranking magicians in the forgotten brain.

Li Qing was in charge of managing the trivial matters in the school hall, and everyone was struggling to gather their energy in anxiety, looking at these weather-beaten scholars, who would look at them differently because they had all reached the third-order rank.

A person outside the hall rushed into the hall with wind and electricity, Li Qing's head was tilted, and the charge of the "echo wave" made him smile easily, hurriedly walked down the steps, and bowed down to the avenue in front of the corridor and said: "The ancestor returns, Li Qing is waiting again." ”

"Welcome to the Patriarch!" all the apprentices bowed down.

Haotian was like a meteor, falling to the ground, but it did not stir up a trace of dust, which showed that its fighting spirit had reached Haozhi, and it was only one step away from Yuanwu.

The Holy Martial Sect, like other professions, all have advanced level divisions! Now the Optimus Master in the Battle Dragon Hall, the Void Silence Master in the Magic Hall, and the Void Quiet Master in the Spirit Arrow Hall have already broken through the fifth rank and been promoted to the Great Mentor; only the Haotian Ancestor of the Holy Martial Arts Hall is still hovering in the Fifth Order of the Martial Master, and according to the time calculation, he is at least seventy years behind the previous three senior brothers.

This strength is enough to form a huge gap, but fortunately, Haotian is cheerful, and he is willing to go to the dog's tail grass to be the foil of the three senior brothers, otherwise he will not make a fuss.

Haotian waved his hand and went straight into the room, and Li Qing hurriedly asked, "Ancestor, who is this?"

"Newcomer, go and prepare some water, this guy's endurance is really admired by the old man!" Haotian stretched out his hand, and a soft force in his palm probed Wang Man's Tianling Gai, and gradually reassured after some investigation.

Suddenly, Li Qing arrived with a water bottle and a familiar car, and under the guidance of the patriarch, he gave this unconscious young man a series of services, such as watering, bathing, changing clothes, and massage......

A dragon that makes people feel extremely comfortable, can almost make Wang Man feel that his soul is gradually sublimating, especially when he enters the waterhole of the Holy Martial Palace, it is a pure force that washes away the fatigue in his body, and the refreshing tranquility makes his heart as light as a swallow and his body as a feather.

The bell of the academy rang, one melodious, one crisp; one long and one short! Haotian frowned, this is the dean's meeting enlightenment, didn't he just come out? What happened again.

"Li Qing, you and your classmates take good care of this child, he is also a bullied person like you, and the old man believes that you will become very good friends. Haotian instructed his disciples to walk out of the door and run towards the council house......

When they arrived at the conference hall, the three of them were already sitting cross-seated, and Haotian ushered in a siege when he entered.

"Fourth brother, why are you late every time?"

"Got down to business. Haotian helplessly spread his hands and explained.

What else did the three of them say, the dean immediately mediated and said: "Four masters, the old man has received the order from the elders, and the battle report from the front line has come that the army of my three empires is confronting the demon legion on the banks of the Modo River, and it won't be long before the wolf cavalry legion will cross the bleak mountain range and settle on the top of Surima Mountain." ”

"Huh?" all four of them were startled almost at the same time, their faces full of disbelief.

The dean sighed slightly: "Yes, our Three Empire legions have been defeated on the frontal battlefield, and the civilization of the First Kingdom has also advanced eastward from the First River Valley; ”

"Dean, can't the elite of the empire we have cultivated stop Sabot's evil army?"

"Don't worry! It is not yet known who will kill the deer, but our main focus at the moment is to send the warriors of the Academy to defend the Bleak Mountains and the summit of Mount Surema, where Sabot is the strategic point of the Shenzhou invasion, from which his wolf riders hunt. ”

When the dean mentioned the Bleak Mountain Range, the four of them were all for a while, Haotian knew a lot about the mountain range on weekdays, and immediately said with a frightened face: "Don't do it! That Bleak Mountain Range is the development of the wolf clan, our warriors go to defend it, and if they invade the territory of the wolf clan, they will definitely be dealt a painful blow; ”

Master Qingtian agreed with the dean's statement, and said unrelentingly: "Fourth, I don't believe that the blue wolf that the Sabot Legion can hunt can still hurt the elite of my War Academy?"

"You know me, do I look like someone who is about to retreat?"

For a while, Haotian also competed against each other, and the atmosphere in the conference hall was incompatible.

The dean slapped the table, and a cloud of energy spread on the table, and the entire chamber became silent.

"It is the will of the elders to let the warriors of our academy go to defend the Bleak Mountain Range! There is no war without sacrifice, although the wolf clan is a fallen race, but it must not be restrained by Sabot, otherwise the destruction of the Shenzhou Continent is just around the corner. ”

The will of the elders?The four of them were immediately speechless, and only Master Haotian left in a negative mood.