Su Yang smiled slightly.

My deskmate was wrong and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said, "I was shocked. I really thought you heard all the voices of the sages. It turned out that you were joking with me."

"Is it exaggerating to hear all the voices of the sages?"

"It's not just an exaggeration, it's impossible to happen, right?" said the deskmate: "This kind of thing has never happened since ancient times. Even Master Wen Zhong, who was admitted to school, only heard the voices of the seven ancestors."

"And now, Master Wen Zhong has become the unparalleled warrior in the world."

"Think about it, even Master Wen Zhong is like this, who else can hear the voices of all the ancestors?"

Su Yang said oh, but he really didn't know that he was so awesome.

"By the way, my name is Su Yang, what are your name?"

"I finally remembered to ask my name? My name is Wang Meng."

"Good name." Su Yang exclaimed. "You can tell at a glance that it's a tough guy."

"Haha, you can't compare with you. You are a real man, a real man. I just saw clearly that my body broke the sound barrier. You actually ran out of the speed of sound with your own body. You are too powerful."

Wang Meng said in amazement.

"It's normal." Su Yang said.

"No, no, this is already amazing."

"What are you talking about over there? Don't you know it's class time now?" On the podium, the teacher, who had no idea what happened, scolded the two of them with a calm face, looking displeased.

Su Yang and Wang Meng immediately shut up.

A depressing laughter came from the class.

The courses in the War Department are very simple, with theory in the morning and practice in the afternoon.

Implement the theory of the morning to practice in the afternoon. The practice class is to simulate war. The score is scored by the computer, the full score is ten. Five points are passing.

If you fail the fourth point, if you have three points, you are a lump of elm, if you have two points, you are hopeless, and if you have one point, you are getting out of the war as soon as possible.

On the contrary.

Six points are good, seven points are excellent, eight points are geniuses, nine points are perfect, ten points are incredible.

From Monday to Friday, we will practice every day, and the scores obtained every day will be superimposed. For about half a year, except for weekends and some fixed vacations, there will be about 150 days.

If the scores of these 150 days are added up, it is normal for those who exceed more than 800 points. They can successfully advance and advance to the second grade. Those who are below 800 points and above 700 points will be re-study for one year.

Those who are less than 700 will be directly dropped out of school.

If the total score exceeds nine hundred, it will be very impressive.

For those with more than one thousand people, the scores will not be lower than seven points per day.

As for 1,200 points, they are all influential figures.

If you have more than 1,300 points, as long as you can successfully graduate, you will definitely be a famous player in the future.

After class, Wang Meng spread this knowledge to Su Yang all the way, and finally said: "The reason why Zonghengjiu was able to become the class monitor is because his last total score was 1,100 points. He may even become one of the famous generals in the future. Now you know how powerful he is,"

"No wonder the other people looked at me like an idiot." Su Yang said.

Wang Meng smiled bitterly and said, "No one should be optimistic about you."

"You don't care about me either." Su Yang asked Wang Meng with a smile.

Wang Meng spread his hands and said, "At least, at least you must have some outstanding results."

"I used 10,000 people to wipe out the demonic troubles of 30,000 people. Does it count?" Su Yang said with a smile.

Wang Meng immediately took a breath, but asked in disbelief: "What you are talking about is a simulated war?"

"No, real war."

Wang Meng's mouth twitched a few times, but in the end he could not hide his shock and asked, "How are the casualties."

"Not one tenth."

"Awesome." Wang Meng deeply understood the terribleness of the demonic trouble.

"It's not bad, but I guess Zonghengjiu has done this."

"That's right, he once used 100,000 people to eliminate the demonic troubles of 500,000 people, and in the simulated war." Wang Meng said.

Simulated war is actually similar to real war. There are not many differences between the two sides. Once humans enter simulated war, they are easily confused by reality and devote themselves to it.

Since Zonghengjiu can do this in simulated war, it can also do this in real war.

"You still don't like me?" Su Yang asked with a smile.

Wang Meng said: "I have confidence in you. One person hits three people, and ten people hits thirty people."

This is war.

In the battle room, Su Yang and Zong Hengjiu visited two experimental cabins, and there was a circle of people standing around. Zong Hengjiu said, "If you admit defeat now, I can think that nothing has happened."

"Just say this to you, let's see how I beat you." Su Yang said confidently.

Zonghengjiu sneered and said, "Then I'll wait and see."

The two of them got into the experimental cabin at the same time, closed the hatch door, and closed their eyes at the same time, and entered the simulated war.

Both sides have 10,000 soldiers, and the battlefield is randomly selected.

After more than ten seconds, the battlefield was locked.

Su Yang opened his eyes and found that he had come to a strange land. According to the information, this should be a city war.

The location is a planet near the Heavenly Demon Dynasty. The entire planet was slaughtered by the cruel demon clan. Su Yang was ordered to come and take 10,000 soldiers to wipe out the demon clan here.

After Su Yang's adjustment, most of the demons here have been withdrawn after slaughtering the planet, and some demons still stay on this planet, with about 300,000.

Su Yang landed on this planet in the southern hemisphere, while Zonghengjiu landed on this planet in the northern hemisphere.

According to the regulations of simulated war, two people will have a merit if they accept the same task and do not kill a demon clan.

The little demon is a merit.

The great demon has a hundred achievements.

The demon will be ten thousand achievements.

By the way, there are no monsters above the level of demon generals on the entire planet, otherwise they would not have been photographed by Su Yang and his group of people who died. The demon generals are already comparable to the heavenly realm. If a strong man in the immortal realm who is comparable to the demon king, let alone ten thousand soldiers. Even 100,000 soldiers have to kneel down.

And there is only one demon general on the entire planet.

Su Yang and Zong Hengjiu must destroy the demon clan without being discovered by the demon general.

Otherwise, the battle formation composed of 10,000 soldiers would not be enough to fight against a master of the Heavenly Realm.

"Sir, what should we do now?" The attendant, who was shooting out in a simulated war, asked Su Yang carefully.

"Follow me to cut down that demon general." Su Yang said decisively.

"But sir, our strength is not enough to fight against the heavenly realm. If we rush forward rashly, we will just die in vain." The attendant persuaded earnestly.

"Ah, I know." Su Yang said: "If we are not enough to fight against this demon general, then let those who can deal with it deal with it."

"But sir, on this planet, there is no power or strength to fight against the demon generals for the time being." said the attendant.

"Yes, it's just that you didn't notice it." Su Yang said with a smile.

"How is that possible?" said the attendant in disbelief. "Where? Why didn't we find it?"

"It's not that I didn't discover it, but I ignored it. They have always been there." Su Yang said meaningfully.

Su Yang held his troops and waited until night, around twelve o'clock.

Su Yang looked at the merit list and found that Zongheng Nine had accumulated more than 5,000, killing more than one big monster, and countless little monsters.

"Is there any trick?" Su Yang smiled faintly.

"Sir." Su Yang's attendant came over again and said, "Are we just sitting like this all the time?"

"You have done everything I asked you to do?" Su Yang asked unmovedly.

"It's done." said the attendant.

"That's enough." Su Yang stood up and walked to a beating overpass, stood on the edge of the broken overpass, gently separating his fingers.

A drop of blood dripped from the air.

Then, all the soldiers separated their fingers without changing their faces and dripped a drop of blood.

Su Yang started singing. "Wake up!"

The soldiers sang in unison, "Wake up."

Su Yang continued to sing: "The immortal soul."

The soldiers indulged in love, "The immortal hero."

"Flame." Su Yang laughed.

"Revenge." The soldiers roared.
To be continued...