"Therefore, no one in the human race will be dissatisfied with King Wu's role as King of Humans and Emperor of Humans! No matter it is me, King Zhentian, or anyone else, they will all obey him!"

"We people can expand territories, kill enemies, and suppress the three realms, but we cannot let the people live the life they want, the prosperous age!"

Fang Ping looked sincere, "Senior, recognition does not mean being a slave! It just recognizes his status as the king of the human race, recognizes his command and control of the human race, and recognizes his dedication to the human race.

Senior, isn’t King Wu’s dedication to the human race enough?

I feel that he has achieved the ultimate, and for forty thousand years in the Three Realms, even the God Emperors and Emperors of Heaven in ancient times were not as dedicated, sincere, and passionate to the tribe as King Wu!"

The book smells slightly trance-like.

He didn't expect that Demon King Fang Ping would admire King Wu so much.

It’s really a surprise!

He had stayed in the human world for a few days. During that time, King Wu was only doing some things behind the scenes. Fang Ping and King Zhentian actually made the final decision on major matters in the world.

Based on his understanding of Fang Ping and Fang Ping's domineering attitude, Shuxiang felt that even if Fang Ping did not seize the power of King Wu, he actually did not take King Wu too seriously.

But today, he realized that he seemed to be wrong.

Fang Ping very much recognized King Wu’s leadership of the human race!

Even he himself defines himself as a thug and a pioneer.

The king of the human race has been the King of Martial from beginning to end.

Not too domineering, not too saintly, Shuxiang feels very ordinary, of course, a little unusual.

The Demon King actually agreed sincerely, which really surprised him.

"King Wu..."

Shuxiang murmured, this warrior who was not too familiar and whose memory was not too deep suddenly left a deep impression on him this time.

It's not that simple to get the approval of an emperor.

The scholarly atmosphere at this moment still did not recognize the non-emperor.

However, Shuxiang was still a little moved. After a long while, he slowly said: "Human King, in those days when I was in the human world, I have never traveled in the human world. My master has been passing on the teachings and teachings throughout his life, and he attaches great importance to spreading the teachings and teachings.

I have also heard of the name Wuhan University.

King of Human Beings, can you visit Wuhan University today?

Not just Wuhan University, but also some schools and private schools in the world."

"Can!"

Fang Ping laughed and said: "Right now, it is better to choose the day than to hit the sun! In order to prevent seniors from thinking that we are pretentious, I also want to show seniors how the human race is doing in this time of war and on the eve of the danger of annihilation.

The prosperous age... will last forever!

As long as the strong are immortal and the King of Martial is immortal, the human race will be prosperous!"

The fragrance of books moves your face!

What a loud tone and strong confidence!

Shuxiang said nothing more, and no clone came. He left in his true form. Although his strength would be greatly reduced when he came to the world, leaving at most 30%, he didn't care.

The strong man in the world really wanted to do anything to him, but it would be useless if his true body came.

Thirty percent strength is enough!

…

Earth.

As wars continue to break out, ancient secrets gradually come out, and the danger of annihilation is right in front of us, people's hearts are slightly turbulent.

However, the powerful Human King Fang Ping, the calm and composed Martial King Zhang Tao, and the strong men of the human race who are still fighting and fighting are still supporting them in front. Although people's hearts are turbulent, they still maintain peace and stability.

The most profound impression that Xinwu has brought to the human race for a hundred years is none other than that the sky is falling, but the strong are holding it up!

The sky has not fallen yet, the strong are still there!

Then the human race will not perish!

The prosperity depends on you!

Now, it is July.

At this time in previous years, it was already summer vacation.

However, now that the war is coming, the holidays have been cancelled, and all Wuhan universities are still in session.

Groups of new students are pouring in, and every energetic young man enters Wuhan University with yearning, excitement, excitement, and some fear and fear.

Even if they are still weak and may not have the chance to participate in the last battle, the most peak battle, they are still fighting!

For the sake of inheritance, it is not the inheritance of martial arts, but the inheritance of new martial arts spirit!

Martial arts must be fought, and warriors will never retreat!

When the strong die in battle, they will make up for it. Even if the country is destroyed and the species is destroyed, they will perish in battle and will never die on their knees in surrender!

…

"kill!"

The shouts of killing are soaring to the sky. This is an ordinary martial arts university. On the large playground, young warriors compete with each other and draw blood!

In the void, Shuxiang and Fang Ping were watching.

Shuxiang didn't read much, as this kind of competition was too weak for him.

What he cared about was not this, but amidst the noisy shouts of death, teachers and students in the teaching building continued to teach.

Explain the caves, explain the ancient civilization, explain the early martial arts, and explain the origin.

Preach and teach!

Warriors are not just butchers, reckless men, and talent-killers!

They are warriors!

The shouts of death outside the window did not disturb the students who were still in class too much. They were absorbing various knowledge and preparing for a stronger future.

They asked questions one by one, and the teachers took the trouble to give guidance and teach them again and again.

"Wuda..."

Shuxiang is a little confused, is this Wuhan University?

Something similar to a war hall?

Yes, they are all very weak. Unlike the Battle Hall, the people who go there are at least at the peak of their abilities.

Here, they are all a group of young people, all weak, but their desire for knowledge and martial arts is stronger than those strong men who go to the battle hall!

The teachers are diligent and dedicated, and the students listen carefully, teach and answer questions.

"this……"

The fragrance of books is a bit shocking and a bit moving.

He had never been to these places before. Now that he suddenly came to this place, he suddenly felt that this was what the master was pursuing in his life... right?

More pure than the battle hall!

Fang Ping saw him dumbfounded and said with a smile: "Senior, this is just one of the Wuhan universities. I will show you the other Wuhan universities!"

"good!"

Shuxiang nodded, he wanted to see if this was a special situation or a common situation.

…

One Wuhan University, two Wuhan University, three...

Gradually, the scholarly atmosphere became silent.

Too many!

There are only so many places in China. There are institutions similar to Wuhan University all over the world. At this moment, they are all in this state.

Soon, Shuxiang stopped paying attention to Fang Ping and went to the ground alone.

This is not Wuhan University, just a remote primary school.

But now, a group of children who are still ignorant are listening carefully to the class, without being affected by the outside world. They are reading and literacy...

Shuxiang murmured: "The clan is going to be exterminated... Is it still useful to teach these children knowledge now?"

The country will be destroyed and the species will be destroyed!

At this moment, shouldn’t everyone be preparing for war?

Shouldn't we focus on improving the strength of the strong?

How can you still have the energy to take care of these children!

In times of war, it is normal for ordinary people to be displaced and terrified all day long!

There is no such thing!

He looked sideways, and in the distance, in a city, in a small garden that was not elegant, a group of old people were still chatting about the future.
To be continued...