When it was approaching dusk, many people began to gather in the martial arts department, from the cold saddle horse in front of the door to the thousands of miles to welcome the high friends, and it only took one day to talk about the martial arts department.

Many students, teachers, and even some hermits in the academy who didn't care about the world were shaken by the news that Mu Sen was preparing to teach the art of war. Believe it or not, they are ready to confirm it. If it's just a joke, take a walk after dinner and live to nine hundred and ninety-nine. If it's really insightful, then ......

Then kneel and lick, no one can stop me, my determination to join the martial arts department. With 100,000 armor, attacking hundreds of tribes, this is the dream of all hot-blooded men. Anyone who can enter Qingyang College is a young talent, as long as they can graduate successfully, the future is absolutely bright and open. or be recruited by major forces, or open a faction, in short, they can coerce one side.

But what's the use of this? Dazzling warriors are like carp crossing the river every year, but amazing generals have not been able to do so for a hundred years. The art of war in the wilderness is already very poor, and the top forces cherish themselves and hide some precious feelings about the art of war. Therefore, many generals of warbands do not actually have the ability to control the overall situation, and can only rely on some of their own experience to move forward.

The Terran War Alliance was also aware of this situation, and had asked the top forces to teach the art of war, and allowed other forces to exchange money, exercises, and many other resources. However, the requirements of the Terran War Alliance, the top forces with the understanding of the art of war are all in defiance, and they only come up with some less important things to deal with things, but the real essence is not passed on.

"Well, I hope what Mu Sen said is true. A handsome student sighed softly. In fact, the thirteen departments of Qingyang College, what he wanted to report most was the martial arts department, but the declining martial arts department at that time did not even have a famous teacher, so he had no choice but to report to his department.

But many times, you feel that you are dead set on something and have broken away your attachment. But in the middle of the night, but in a casual moment. You find that the things you thought you had forgotten will come back and beat you inside. In fact, you never forget, just give it a different corner. When the sun pierces the clouds and illuminates the corners, the past that has curled up into seeds takes root and quickly grows into a towering tree.

"Kui Qing, what do you want? We're all here for fun, are you still serious? If he can really talk about the art of war, I'll wash your stinky socks for a month. I swore to the person who sighed, that is, the student who was familiar with Kui Qing. He didn't believe that Mu Sen could talk about the art of war, after all, this matter was too fantastical, and it was more shocking than the flying of a tyrannical pig. So when he heard Kui Qing sigh, he immediately teased.

Washing stinky socks for a month, this ridicule is strong enough.

Hearing the ridicule of his companions, Kui Qing sighed secretly and did not speak. In fact, he didn't believe that Mu Sen could talk about the art of war, but he just didn't want to face it. There are more than 200 academies of the same level as Qingyang Academy in the wilderness, only Xuanwei Academy can teach the art of war, and the rest are all the same as Qingyang Academy, only teaching some simple marching knowledge and combat techniques.

"The people from the three major clubs are here...... a student exclaimed, interrupting Kui Qing's deep sigh.

At this time, three centaurs appeared in everyone's sight at the same time, Lu Lin, Leng Hai, and Shang Jing looked at the eagle and walked at the front of the team, and the team behind them was like an abyss, with a strong atmosphere.

Seeing them coming, everyone silently stepped back and gave way to them. The reason why this is the case, in addition to the prestige of the three major societies, is that everyone is afraid of splashing blood. Although there has been no major conflict between the three major war groups, they have never been cut off, ranging from small members fighting alone to small groups fighting. Two days ago, the Agni Society and the Star Alliance also raced in Death Canyon.

However, everyone seemed to think too much, and Lu Lin, Leng Hai, and Shang Jing did not collide with sparks, but smiled and said hello, and then led their respective subordinates to the martial arts department.

"The leaders of the three major societies personally led the team, are they optimistic about Musen?"

"Probably not, after all, even we can see through things, how can they fall into a daze?"

"That's it, talk about the art of war? Isn't this a big joke in the world? I think they also came to see the play. ”

......

"Zhijie, no one seems to believe Komori. Liu Tiande, who was mixed with the flow of people, said with a slight smile. He was busy all day in the Starfall Battle Group today, and in the evening, he asked Zhu Zhijie, Yang Ren, Sun Shengnan and others to come to Mu Sen to eat and drink. But who would have thought that as soon as he arrived at Qingyang College, he encountered a good play.

Komori wants to talk about the art of war?

What a hammer, people would rather believe that the Tyrant-toothed pig can fly than that he can teach the art of war.

"A bunch of guys with no beads. Zhu Zhijie pursed his lips and said disdainfully. Through getting along with each other during that time in the secret realm, Zhu Zhijie is now one hundred and twenty convinced of Mu Sen. Not to mention that Mu Sen is just going to talk about the art of war now, even if he becomes a saint on the spot, Zhu Zhijie's first reaction is definitely not doubt, but to seize a good position.

"It doesn't matter what they do, it's real to grab a good position now. Yang Ren is also very disdainful, a group of frogs at the bottom of the well, always think that the sky is as big as the mouth of the well, I don't know the vastness of the universe, is Mu Sen an ordinary person?

"Yes, grab a good spot first. After speaking, I will ask Komori to make us a supper, perfect. Sun Shengnan's face was full of heroism, but it seemed that he had thought of something, and his eyes were full of longing.

What comes to mind?

Vanilla flavor comes to mind, Baxi Cocoa, Brownie, Durian, Jackfruit, Cheese, Corn Kernels, Chicken Sauce, Mashed Potatoes, Black Pepper Beef Tenderloin, Braised Spicy Chicken, Braised Pork Ribs, Sauce, Vinegar Fish.

Oh, it's a spring breeze?

No, it's a foodie that's not as good as you, all of them are not as good as you.

......

As time passed, the wide square of the martial arts department was unexpectedly full of people, many students in groups of three or five, talking about it, their faces were expectant, disdainful, or peaceful, all of them were waiting for Mu Sen, witnessing miracles, or seeing jokes.

When the last bit of the sun's afterglow dissipated, the void suddenly trembled above the martial arts system, and ripples rippled. In an instant, a spatial passage appeared, and Dean Li Changhe stepped out. Before everyone could salute, behind him, a silver-haired old woman appeared, who was on a simple solid wooden cane, with a ruddy complexion, and a world in her eyes that seemed to be sinking.

"Granny Henglan!" A student whispered, Granny Henglan had not appeared in public for nearly ten years, and it was said that she was cultivating in the Chong Realm. But even after ten years, no one in the Youth Academy dares to forget her existence. Because she is a combined power, because she is the existence of Qingyang Academy's Dinghai Divine Needle with Li Changhe.

When everyone's hearts were stirring, a figure stepped out of the spatial passage again. The person who came was of medium stature, with a square face, two thick thick eyebrows flying obliquely, and the smell of bravery was exuding from his body.

"Vice Dean Song!" another student whispered. This fierce god is also here, if that guy Mu Sen can't speak one, two, three today, he will definitely die with a sense of rhythm. Ren Song is known as Ren Butcher, and he is the existence of making children cry at night. He was originally a teacher at Qingyang Academy, with a poor reputation, and later responded to the call of the Terran War Alliance and went to the frontier to defend against the Hundred Tribes. It was also this battle that completely kicked off his transformation into a butcher. After ten years on the border, tens of thousands of tribes died in his hands, and everywhere he went, hundreds of tribes were fearful.

But this was not enough to make his name as a butcher resounding in the wilderness, ten years of killing, his cultivation has not progressed, and he is still the peak of Jindan when he first entered the frontier. But when the ten-year period expired, he went deep into the hinterland of the hundred tribes alone, pushed a Shi tribe stationed by the Yuan Infant Period, and used the killing to preach the Tao, and the cultivation was like a bamboo, not only successfully getting married, but also pushing it to the late Yuan Infant stage in one breath. After returning to Qingyang Academy, he retreated and cultivated, and when he reappeared, he was already a half-step combination.

But this is not the most important, the important Ren Da is not very good-tempered, very hot. For things that you are not used to, the decisive thing is to make a move when it is time to act. Mu Sen, we are optimistic about you.

"Hello the three deans. When the spatial passage dispersed into nothingness, everyone bent down and saluted. Granny Henglan and Ren Song are both vice presidents of the academy, and the reason why Qingyang Academy is able to suppress the City Lord's Mansion and the three major war groups is because of their existence.

"Get up. ”

......

When Mu Sen came to the square, he was taken aback, is it a market or a meeting today?

"What's going on?" Mu Sen stabbed Li Huairuo beside him. I'm going to fool the old man, what the hell is this group of people?

"They saw that I was talking about the purple qi of the martial arts system coming from the east, the sun entering the room, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth, so they planned to come to touch the light. ”

"Speak human words. ”

"Oh, they've heard you're making a lot of nonsense, and they're going to come and see the joke. ”

Hearing Li Huairuo's explanation, Mu Sen was a little speechless, what is this. Are the students of Qingyang Academy so idle? No, Maggie, who's the joke?

Silently complained in his heart, Mu Sen waved his hand, there was light and full, mixed with the clear light of the moon, it was warm and warm. There are icicles rising from the ground, rising step by step, and when they are three feet above the ground, the cold air between the icicles is staggered, and the void becomes ice, but in an instant, a smooth giant curtain is woven into the cloth.

The wind rose out of thin air under Mu Sen's feet, and the cyan wind whirled him off the ground, and he took the stick made of cold ice to look at the dense crowd, and then tapped the blackboard. The sound was crisp and instantly drowned out all the noise. When the scene was silent, Mu Sen nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's not talk about the lecture, I have to give 100 points to this forced pretend. He thought to himself.

"Soldiers, the major affairs of the country, the place of death and life, and the way of survival, must not be overlooked. After a while, Mu Sen cleared his throat and opened his mouth to start the story.