Chapter 83 Jin Wanjun Realm Breaking the Military Law

Rebuild the broken army!

This joke is not funny at all!

The students of the academy, who are only about twenty years old, think they are Lu Chenshan alive?

You must know that back then, Lu Chenshan also entered the battle camps of other colleges, and then fought at the Great Wall of Martial Arts for many years before establishing the broken military camp.

Now, a student from a small college has to talk wildly about rebuilding the Po Army.

This is no joke.

The vice presidents of several colleges laughed a little.

This is not a matter of youth and frivolity, but of nonsense.

Looking at the questions raised by several vice-deans, Yue Feng frowned.

Although, he also felt that Li Shenzhi was a bit whimsical and full of enthusiasm.

However, he was still a little uncomfortable with the unbelievable looks of the deans in front of him.

Of course, it's not that the deans are arrogant and domineering, but the idea of ​​rebuilding the Po Army is so far-fetched that everyone doesn't believe it can be done, as if they heard a joke.

At Shanhaiguan, veterans of hundreds of wars were organized to rebuild the broken army, but they all ended in failure.

In the past ten years or so, no one has mentioned it in Shanhaiguan Customs.

Breaking down a military camp is great, but once they are killed, it will be at the cost of the lives of the entire camp.

It's not that they are afraid of death, but there is great fear between life and death. How many people can truly die calmly?

"It seems that our Demon Hunting Academy doesn't have such luck."

The vice-president of the Demon Hunting Academy spoke, with no visible change in his expression, and his tone was even more normal.

However, those sitting here are all deans of major martial arts academies, and they all know each other thoroughly.

It was obvious that Vice President Fu of the Demon Hunting Academy was unhappy.

Just now I said that I wanted to put it behind the door, but then I heard that they were not willing to come.

As people who have gone through ups and downs in major events, we have managed to maintain our dignity well.

"Master Guan, back in Shanhaiguan, when three thousand troops were defeated and defeated at the eighth level, the weak defeated the strong. It may not be impossible now."

Yue Feng spoke. Even he didn't believe that Li Shenzhi could succeed, but he had to stand up now.

"Besides, Shen Zhi led nearly a hundred people from the Kaishan Realm to kill fourth-level monsters. It was not unreasonable."

"Commander Yue Feng, are you saying that a broken army has been formed before?"

"Is there any actual combat video?"

After listening to Yue Feng's words, several vice presidents suddenly became interested again.

Yue Feng was not polite and released the previous video.

After reading this, several vice-presidents shook their heads.

"The side effects of Po Jun are too obvious, and it only has the power of one blow.

Even if you form a war camp in this way, after one move, you can only be slaughtered by others. What's the point of going to the land of Shenxu?"

"The Po Army back then was like a death squad and was not suitable for the land of the Gods."

Several vice-deans shook their heads one after another, their previous interest disappearing.

The sequelae of breaking the army were too great. After the First World War, his whole body was completely disabled, and he was only suitable as a vanguard soldier, charging into the formation.

Soon, the deans left after discussing the matter, leaving Yue Feng and Master Fang Guan alone in the palace.

"Teacher..." Yue Feng said, "I didn't have time to tell you before.

Shen Zhixian came to me and told me that he wanted to rebuild the Po Army. I thought that if I let him hit a wall, I would come back honestly.

Unexpectedly, the Jiangbei College where he is located is also fighting for its life, and even the college has moved here to cooperate with him."

After listening to Yue Feng's account, Fang Ziyue had a hint of interest in his eyes.

"That's right. Go and have a look. If you need anything, try to satisfy it."

After listening to Fang Ziyue's words, Yue Feng asked: "Teacher, aren't you angry?"

"Why am I so angry? If the younger generation of our human race had such courage, I would be happy to be like this.

The success of the army is a blessing for our human race.

If it doesn’t work, it will also be a test for Li Shenzhi.”

After saying this, Fang Ziyue looked at Yue Feng and said: "Back then, the first generation of our human race was able to rise from the ruins not because of a few more lunatics."

"In this world, you can't survive without being crazy. It has been passed down for more than nine hundred years. Some people inside have become slack and have forgotten how crazy they used to be..."

Fang Ziyue said quietly, and unconsciously touched his lower back. There was a fist-sized hole there, which had been aching for decades.

…

Wasteland near Wanghai Mountain.

Temporary stone and wooden houses were built one after another, and they looked a bit messy in rows.

When Lao He migrated from Jiangbei this time, it can be said that he completely abandoned the foundation of more than a hundred years, and many things could not be moved over.

The name of Jiangbei College is just because it is located in Jiangbei City and has no other meaning.

Many teachers and students do not understand the dean's order.

Lao He was not angry and directly gathered the students and teachers who had objections.

Letters of introduction were directly issued, and teachers who wanted to leave were either introduced to teach in other colleges, or introduced to the Wu'an Army, or some internal affairs departments.

As for students, those who are about to graduate will be given their graduation certificate directly, and they will also write a letter of introduction.

With this thing in hand, you can go to the Great Wall of Martial Arts to practice.

As for those who have not graduated yet and want to leave, if they are given a transfer certificate, they can transfer to other martial arts schools like some teachers.

At this rate, the entire Jiangbei College has moved away by more than a third.

Lao He didn't care at all about this. It would be best if he left. He didn't know what to do if he didn't leave.

The students who migrated here have completely entered an era of self-sufficiency.

If you are hungry, you can either catch fish and hunt by yourself, or you can stay hungry.

The college doesn't even have a cafeteria anymore.

I didn’t see the dean, but he was personally grilling fish for the dean’s grandma.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Outside the stone house, Lao He stuck his butt out and blew into the small fire.

Behind him, Lu Qingying looked on with a smile and did not step forward to help.

"I still don't believe it. Even hundreds of thousands of students have been blown away, and a small fire can't be lit."

Huh... I blew it out in one breath, the flames died down, and the ashes of vegetation flew up, directly hitting Lao He's face.

"Baizhiyong is the dean...Old lady, I want to eat cumin-flavored food."

After leaving a few words, Lao He returned to the stone house, which was filled with all kinds of information.

Sitting behind a simple stone table, he took out his mobile phone and started checking messages.

Over the past few years in the college, Wang Xiaoer’s New Year celebrations have been worse than the previous ones.

Five years ago, there were still 8,000 students enrolled. Later, the number decreased year by year, and then it dropped sharply to two to three thousand.

This time, he sent text messages to all the students who graduated in the past five years. He didn't know how many of them would come back.

I bet on my old capital and hope it will be a favorable situation.

In the Beacon Fire Fort of Wanghai Mountain.

Li Shenzhi was sitting cross-legged in the stone room, with blood surging in his body.

The energy and blood in the body roared like thunder, and the three meridians were even more crowded with blood.

With every breath, the blood energy in the meridians will disperse into the flesh and blood, and the power will increase unconsciously.

He traveled thousands of miles into the Demon Realm and killed countless demon beasts. In addition, he continued to refine demon blood during the run, and he had already reached the advanced level.

At the Wanjun level, among the fresh graduates of every university, they are among the best.

The leaders of the battle camps of each academy must be at the Wanjun level. Without such strength, there is no way to convince the crowd.

After swallowing five doses of fourth-grade intermediate demon blood in succession, the roaring sound in Li Shenzhi's body reached an extreme level.

More and more blood energy disperses into the body from the meridians, and then escapes along the pores.

At this time, vague golden lines lit up on his body surface, blending with the escaping Qi and blood, making a sizzling sound.
To be continued...