A piece of white rice paper was spread on the table, and Mu Sen held a pen and stood quietly, with brilliance flowing in his eyes. Suddenly, I saw him swing suddenly, the tip of the pen turned, as if sweeping thousands of troops, and the four big characters of 'one word into a prophecy' jumped on the paper.

After staring at the words he had written for a while, Mu Sen gently put down his pen, then came to the window, looked at the brightly lit Qingyang Academy and Qingyang City, and sighed lightly.

This is the third day of the blockade of Qingyang City by Swallowing Heaven and Qiqi, and it is also the first day that Zhu Zhijie and the other three battalions and one regiment go deep into the wilderness.

Lin Ye still hasn't returned, and I don't know if I'm still fighting with Mu Tong. However, Qingyang City's protective array has stopped functioning, not because of the lack of energy to supply the array, but because the Qingyang Branch of the Terran War Alliance has come forward. This behemoth, which has always been low-key and does not interfere with the operation of the city, is earth-shattering as soon as it opens its mouth.

The three cities of Qingyang, Lianyuan, and Hehua draw the ground as a prison, build a battlefield, and completely swallow the team of the hundred clans teleported by the Swallowing Heaven Qiqi. Hunting becomes counter-hunting.

"Training. Mu Sen whispered. The meaning expressed by the Terran War Alliance is very clear, the hinterland of the Terran has not had soldiers for many years, and the armament is relaxed, and this attack of the Hundred Clans happens to be an opportunity to train troops. The combination of the hundred clans and the primordial infant will be all targeted by the power of the human race, and the younger generation of the human race will solve the problem below the golden pill. Whether it is a solo fight or a group fight, it is all a matter of the younger generation of the three cities. Life or death.

Well, life or death, friend or foe.

How can we overcome suffering without suffering?

"Oh, Komori, that's a good word. Li Huairuo's slightly exaggerated voice suddenly came.

Mu Sen showed a helpless smile on his face, then turned his head and looked at Li Huairuo, who was commenting on the four big words of 'One Sentence into a Proverb', "Can you understand?"

"I don't understand. Li Huairuo replied without thinking.

"Then you still say that the words are good?" Mu Sen was speechless.

"Although I don't understand your so-called calligraphy, I can see the momentum that permeates between the lines. Li Huairuo raised his head, and his gaze shifted from the word to Mu Sen.

"What momentum?" Mu Sen raised an eyebrow.

"The long knife wants to drink blood, and one hand wants to make up for the sky. Li Huairuo's eyes were firm, and his face showed a rare serious look.

Lonely for a while, the two sides were speechless.

Mu Sen stood still for a long time, then looked at Li Huairuo and said faintly: "Little Lizi, did anyone tell you? ”

"I think so, too. Li Huairuo laughed.

"Have you all cleaned up?"

"Almost. Li Huairuo returned.

"Cheng, then let's take a look. Mu Sen nodded.

At this time, the 100 students of the Jiazi class of the martial arts department were methodically packing their luggage in the dormitory, looking at their methods, just like travelers who often go out, all kinds of materials are neatly classified, the ones that should be close to the body, and the ones who should put the Qiankun ring are the Qiankun ring. Moreover, there is a clear distinction between public and private, which ones should be carried by oneself and which ones should be placed in a unified manner by the group.

"I said Miyajima, if you leave quietly like this, your old man won't be crazy if he knows, right?" Chen Dashuai said to Miyajima beside him while packing his luggage.

"Yes. Miyajima expertly put a hidden weapon into his cuff and replied casually.

"Then you are still so calm and relaxed, are you not afraid that your old man will beat you out of the when you turn around?" Chen Dashuai raised his eyes to look at the orderly Miyajima, and then said with a smile. When he first arrived, he was in a group with Miyajima, and he usually faced each other day and night, witnessing Miyajima's progress visible to the naked eye. And the two inexplicably have a temper against each other, and they have been intertwined for a month. So he has more or less insight into Miyajima's situation. Especially the old man Miyajima, after all, Miyajima is there every day, and it's hard to think about it.

"I'm afraid. Miyajima replied dryly.

"Huh?"

"Ah, what? What can I do if I'm afraid? I'm a general, even if the old man turns around and beats me up, I'm going to go through the wilderness and attack and kill all the tribes. After all, such an opportunity may only be once in a lifetime. Miyajima clenched his fist and said.

Chen Dashuai nodded.

Indeed, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The high-level of the Terran tribe didn't know what method they used, shielding the heavenly machine, making the hundred tribes mistakenly think that the three cities of Qingyang were going well, and let them project their troops as planned. In the past two days, tens of thousands of hundreds of clans have been sent over through the spatial channel, and at this time they have begun to infiltrate in all directions of the three cities of Qingyang.

"I'm going to be a general, too. Chen Dashuai's eyes suddenly looked like a torch. Hundreds, come on.

......

"When will it be bright today?" said Mu Sen as he looked up at the sky, which had been dark for three days.

"It should be in these two days. Li Huairuo said. In order to paralyze the Hundred Races, the high-level Terran Race has not made a move against the Swallowing Heaven Qiqi, and has allowed it to blockade the three cities of Qingyang.

"It seems that the delivery of the Hundred Clans is nearing the end?" Mu Sen crossed his hands, stretched his arms forward sharply, and relaxed his muscles and bones.

"Well, the spatial channel built by the Heaven Swallowing Poor Qi can't teleport not much, and it's already very powerful to be able to teleport for so long. Li Huairuo glanced up at the sky, and then said disdainfully.

"Is there a chance to stew it when you turn around?" Mu Sen's body suddenly made a sound like fried beans, which was the sound of his muscles and bones.

"Xuan! Didn't I tell you? Just by swallowing the sins that Poor Qi created in the frontier fifty years ago, it is cheaper to break bones and scatter ashes. Li Huairuo frowned.

"Okay, I still want to taste the taste of Swallowing the Heavens? Mu Sen shook his head helplessly, his face looking a little regretful.

"Cheng, I'll catch one when the time comes, and let's have a feast of devouring the sky. Li Huairuo replied casually.

"Hmm. ”

......

When Mu Sen came to the martial arts arena, Wei Ling and the other eight people were already waiting here. This time to hunt the hundred tribes, not only did the Terran War Alliance offer rich rewards, but the major forces also made a bloody investment. The Terran War Alliance wants the three cities of Qingyang to temper their combat power and improve their overall strength through this hunt. And the major forces want to cultivate a group of elites who have really seen blood.

In fact, in the final analysis, these are just two goals that are the same, one large and one small. In short, there is only one purpose, to stimulate the hunting enthusiasm of the warriors to the greatest extent. After the Terran War Alliance issued the hunting order, Qingyang Academy also followed suit, began to mobilize students and teachers to participate in the hunt, and opened the double point exchange service. In other words, items that used to be only able to exchange for one point can now be exchanged for two. So what are you waiting for?

Dry!

So, Mu Sen decided to bring all the students of the martial arts department to see the blood. Even if it is the first child of a strange flower, you always have to see the wind and rain in order to grow up beautifully. In addition to this reason, Mu Sen also has a selfish motive. That is, he planned to take the Jiazi class to the southeast route to the Higher Tianhui tribe.

The reason why I want to go to the Tianhui tribe is because the Deadwood tribe is now all taking refuge in the sky. In the past few days when the Hundred Tribes have sent their troops, the Terran side has not been idle. All the lower tribe and middle tribe level forces were temporarily relocated to the neighboring higher tribe level forces to deal with the crisis caused by the infiltration of the hundred tribes. After all, the strength of the forces of the lower tribes and the middle tribe level can easily become cannon fodder in this vigorous hunting operation.

The original intention of the Terran War Alliance was to hone the warriors of the three cities of Qingyang, not to send them to death. Therefore, in order to reduce unnecessary casualties, on the basis of concealing the hundred tribes, many forces were united to protect themselves, and the walls were cleared to form a steel-like fortress. In this way, the warriors participating in the hunt do not have to worry too much about the situation of their respective forces, and can hunt the hundred clans with peace of mind.

"But I'm still a little worried. Mu Sen sighed in his heart. His heart is now flying to the Deadwood Tribe, how is Eminem? Is the cooking still complete? How is Abba? Has there been any progress in cultivation? How is Huaishen? Has it become luxuriant? Uncle Mu Kui, Uncle Mu Wei, Mu Xinmu Zhao, how are they doing?

I can't think about it, and when I think about it, my mood is agitated. And as soon as the mood is agitated, I want to do something.

"Jane, trumpet!"

Hearing Mu Sen's voice, Wang Jianluo did not hesitate, took out a golden military horn from the Qiankun ring, puffed up his mouth and blew it. Suddenly, a sharp voice resounded throughout the martial arts department.

"I'm rubbing, blowing the trumpet, hurry up!"

"Hurry up, I don't want to run another 500 laps before the hunt!"

"Didn't you say that you liar gave us enough time to clean up? It's only half the time now, right?"

"Don't mumble, hurry up and put the feather arrow into the Qiankun ring!"

......

When the military horn sounded, everyone in the Jiazi class, who had been slowly packing their bags, suddenly panicked. When the trumpet sounds, it will not be ten breaths, but it will be punished.

Mu Sen's gaze seemed to pass through the layers of obstacles, and landed on the dormitory of the martial arts department that suddenly became noisy. The dormitory of the martial arts department is different from the dormitory of other faculties, and it has been transformed into the military style of the previous world by Mu Sen, with bunk beds, square tables, and lattice cabinets, and a simple style. In addition, he also copied the internal affairs regulations of the Great People's Liberation Army, what quilts are folded into tofu blocks, toiletries are lined up in rows, and so on.

In the beginning, this approach almost drove many students crazy, and many students protested seriously. Yes, after a month of special training, Mu Sen decisively added a nickname, that is, the Wood Devil. Isn't that great?

"There are five more breaths. Mu Sen raised his hand and pretended to have a watch.

"Four Breaths ......"

"Three-Breath ......"

......

As Mu Sen counted down to three breaths, a group of students trotted out with neat gear. The group of students were all dressed in silver armor, and there was a badge carved with the seal 'Jiazi' on their chests. If you have seen the uniforms of the three battalions and one regiment, you will find that their armor is no different from the three battalions and one regiment except for the difference on the badge.

"Group A, Man Yangze. ”