This warrior is too dangerous

Chapter 82 Northwest Military Academy
"This is the Northwest Military Academy?"

Fang Qingyun looked at the building in front of him, a little dazed.

Did you come to a refugee camp?
Is this knowing that I just made a fortune and asked myself to donate money?
The rough buildings are full of primitives, which seem to be piled up by hand.

The site is quite large.

A whole row of buildings stretches endlessly.

If he did somersaults, Lao Li would be exhausted to death.

The key point is that this place is already close to the battlefield, there are no residential areas, only some war fortresses.

This is the equivalent of Frontline.

The land here is the least valuable!

No, no one wants to pay you back.

Therefore, Fang Qingyun looked at this so-called Iron-Blooded Military Academy from the perspective of a temporary residence.

When I went camping in the wild and encountered an obsessive-compulsive disorder, maybe the toilet I built was better than this one.

but……

Fang Qingyun stared at the four characters on the gate: Northwest Military Academy.

"Who wrote this?"

The four big dark red characters are like dried blood.

The pen is vigorous and powerful, showing the spirit of killing.

After watching for a long time, he even had a feeling of difficulty breathing.

"This is written by the principal himself, and it contains the principal's artistic conception of martial arts."

"Don't look too much, otherwise, it will be bad for you."

A calm voice rang in Fang Qingyun's ear.

The three turned their heads to look.

A middle-aged man with glasses and a solemn expression stood side by side with them, staring at the four dark red characters.

"You are……"

Old Li was taken aback.

I am a general at any rate, and a strong man in the general class. It is a bit exaggerated to be approached so easily without noticing anything!

There are so many experts in the Northwest Military Academy?
"You are……"

Fang Qingyun stared at the middle-aged man.

"Fang Qingyun, Zhao Junhong!"

The middle-aged man looked at Fang Qingyun, then at Zhao Junhong, and said calmly: "I will pick you up and arrange your future life in the Northwest Military Academy."

After speaking, he took out two school badges.

"You go to the reporting office in the school to report first, and wait for their assignment. I will find you."

"Oh!"

The two nodded and looked at Lao Li at the same time.

Old Li nodded slightly.

Although I don't know who this is in front of me, it is inevitable to go to the newspaper to report.

Moreover, this has reached the gate of the Northwest Military Academy, so there is still danger?
That's too much to put Snake King in his eyes.

"Are you Li Xinhui?" The man with glasses suddenly looked at Lao Li.

With a smile on Lao Li's face, he said, "Yes, what advice do you have?"

"Are you interested in serving in the Northwest Military Academy?"

The man with glasses looked serious.

Old Li was startled, shook his head with a smile, and said, "No need."

The man with glasses pushed his glasses, and said calmly: "I have your information here, I promise, in the Northwest Military Academy, such a thing will not happen, with your strength, it is too wasteful to be a teacher in the rear .”

Lao Li smiled lightly, Qing Yun and the other party said: "Hurry up and go in."

"it is good!"

Fang Qingyun and the two of them gave Lao Li a strange look.

Is this guy still a storyteller?
Can't see it!
The two walked into the Northwest Military Academy, and someone immediately came to verify their identities, and then guided them to the reporting office.

On the way, Zhao Junhong couldn't help muttering: "I'll go, this school is terrible."

Fang Qingyun nodded slightly.

In just a short while, dozens of students have already walked past them, each of them has a serious face and a strong smell of blood on their bodies, which cannot be stopped.

In addition, from the moment they walked into the school, they felt dull.

The ground beneath their feet exudes a scorching heat.

It seemed that what they were stepping on was not the ground, but a ferocious giant beast.

Depressed!

boring!

This school seems to explode at any moment.

Even the psionic energy is a bit stronger than the outside world.

not simple.

This is the style of the Terran Military Academy!

Fang Qingyun's eyes sparkled.

Where to report.

The two submitted their information.

A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes swept his eyes wide and twitched his brows. He looked at the two of them with interest and said, "The person who was recalled by the principal himself?"

The two did not speak.

The middle-aged man didn't care either. He looked the two of them up and down, and then said, "I hope you don't disappoint the principal."

"Those who disappoint the principal are not qualified to survive!"

An indifferent voice sounded.

The man with glasses who had just separated appeared at the registration office.

"Yo, the big secretary is here."

The middle-aged man at the registration desk looked at the man with glasses with a smile.

The man with glasses nodded slightly, and said, "I will take these two people myself."

"So important?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised.

"It is said that the talents are good!" The man with glasses pointed at Fang Qingyun, and said, "It is estimated that the spiritual power exceeds 80, and the speed of spiritual cultivation must be extremely fast."

He pointed to Zhao Junhong again, and said, "Suspected to have the physique of a berserker, the body is worth looking forward to."

"Oh!" The middle-aged man looked at the two of them with a little more seriousness.

Zhao Junhong and Fang Qingyun were a little weird.

The man with glasses didn't say anything, they all forgot about it.

Fang Qingyun became the champion because of his high spiritual power.

Zhao Junhong has a physique similar to that of a berserker, which attracts attention.

However, there was a problem with their cultivation.

What the hell, Zhao Junhong is now at a high level of psionic power, and Fang Qingyun is obviously better at physical strength.

On this point, Lao Li and Principal Sun didn't know whether they had forgotten or didn't say anything.

The two went astray.

"what happened?"

The man with glasses noticed the expressions of the two and couldn't help asking;
"No, nothing!"

The man with glasses didn't care, and said: "You can call me Teacher Zhu Yao, I will guide you for two weeks, and then, you can start the task."

"This..." Fang Qingyun hesitated, "Teacher Zhu Yao, isn't two weeks too short?"

"short?"

Zhu Yao and the middle-aged man laughed.

"Pure warrior university and military academy, all the admissions are real warriors. Among them, Northwest University has stricter admissions, which can be said to be the elite of warriors. For you like this, I will give you two weeks to adapt. Do you think it is short?"

"Also, you don't need to be too nervous. We will arrange tasks for you, but we won't let you die. Don't think the tasks of the Northwest Military Academy are so scary."

"All right!"

The two were helpless.

Do they still have a choice?

From the moment they were favored by the Snake King, they no longer had the right to choose.

……

In the wilderness, a group of half-monsters were pushing several cars forward, laughing loudly from time to time.

The car is full of meat, there are large beasts, small animals, and a human corpse.

They are all the food of the half-monster clan!

Two hundred meters away from them, a pair of eyes were staring at them.

Fang Qingyun curled himself up under a piece of dead wood, covered with weeds.

He stared at the half-monster race, his lips twitched.

"Zhao Junhong, did you see it?"

"See it, let's act!"

Zhao Junhong's voice rang in Fang Qingyun's ears.

"Zizzizi!"

Fang Qingyun's spiritual energy flowed towards the large sniper rifle in his hand.

Soon, a psionic bullet formed in the gun chamber.

"boom!"

A bullet flew out, instantly piercing the head of a half-monster.

"boom!!"

A figure appeared in the distance, burning with dense spiritual energy.

Like a god of war, he took steps and rushed towards the half-monster clan.

There was a terrible aura around him.

No match!

"Enemy attack!"

"Human race?"

The half-monsters screamed strangely, picked up weapons from the car, and launched a countercharge against the rushing figure.

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out from the void.

Another half-monster was headshot.

"Be careful, there are snipers in the dark!"

The half-monsters were nervous.

They stared at the direction of the bullet, hoping to find the person.

At this time, the charging figure had already arrived in front of him.

"cut!"

Zhao Junhong let out a loud shout, and slashed down fiercely with the blood-stained sword in his hand.

"Roar!"

The half-monster who met Zhao Junhong let out a loud roar and raised the iron rod in his hand.

"Zi!"

With a crisp sound, the iron rod in the hands of the Ban Yaozu was chopped into two pieces.

The half-monster's eyes widened, and when he was about to speak, his expression suddenly became extremely strange.

His body slowly split from the middle, turning into two halves.

"Ow!"

The other half-monsters were enraged.

Smelling the blood of their clansmen, they became violent and rushed towards Zhao Junhong even more frantically.

"boom!"

Another bullet flew by.

A half-monster Tianling cover was blown away.

"Boom!!"

The knife in Zhao Junhong's hand was aimed at a half-monster, regardless of whether he could block it or not, he chopped it down with all his strength.

In an instant, another dead soul appeared on the sharp blood-stained sword.

In the blink of an eye, only three of the half-monster clan remained.

The three half-monsters looked at their dead companions, roared, and at the same time Zhao Junhong launched an attack.

Facing three attacks, Zhao Junhong finally chose to retreat.

He stepped hard, like a spring, and stepped back.

Before leaving, he did not forget to smile at the half-monster clan and said, "Farewell."

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two shots fired in a row, and the two half-monsters were killed.

Then, Fang Qingyun got up slowly and walked towards the convoy.

There is only one half-monster clan left, it is impossible to be Zhao Junhong's opponent.

Half-monster clan, at most second-tier warriors, and third-tier warrior Zhao Junhong are not afraid.

When Fang Qingyun approached, Zhao Junhong had already cut off the head of the half-monster clan.

Looking at the carts of flesh and blood, Zhao Junhong said: "As usual, the corpses of humans are buried on the spot, and the corpses of other beasts are brought back for a tooth sacrifice."

"it is good!"

Fang Qingyun nodded, and the two of them dug a hole on the spot, buried the human body, filled the soil, dragged several carts of flesh and blood, and returned to the Northwest Military Academy without looking back.

When the two arrived at the school gate, a middle-aged man with glasses and a serious face was already waiting.

"Teacher Pig Demon, the mission is complete."

Zhu Yao pushed his glasses and said flatly: "Fang Qingyun, every time you call me, I feel offended."

Fang Qingyun blinked: "Is there something wrong with my name? We are so familiar now, you don't want to cheat my points, do you?"

"That's right, Mr. Zhu Yao, I also think you're plotting something wrong." Zhao Junhong also blinked,

Zhu Yao glanced at the two and walked towards several cars.

Staring at the carloads of flesh and blood, he frowned slightly.

Fang Qingyun asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

"The enemy in front of us, the demon among the demons, has been too active recently." Zhu Yao murmured, "Hasn't the largest demon clan in this area been cleaned up?"

The demon clan is not a race, but divided into the demon clan and the demon clan.

The relationship between the two races is not good, and they are even life and death enemies.

It is precisely in the gap between these two races that the human race seeks a balance, survives with difficulty, and grows so far.

There are a total of twelve continents where Qingyue World can live, and the human race occupies three of them.

The monster race occupies four blocks, and its strength is stronger than that of the human race.

Although the demons only occupy two lands, they are the most powerful among the three lands. The two continents they occupy are also the most abundant in resources.

The remaining three continents are still in contention.

All three have dispatched a large number of troops, turning the unowned continent into a meat grinder, and no one is willing to take a step back.

The location where Fang Qingyun and others are located is the edge area of ​​Minglu, and if they go west, they will enter another continent.

The continent of the monster race, the continent of storms!

The two sides established two huge fortresses at the main passage, facing each other.

Occasionally, there will be some small groups of monsters who sneak into the territory of the human race to plunder and destroy.

Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong have recently taken on many missions to hunt and kill such a small group of monsters.

"Whether they are active or not, they are active, we just need to kill more."

"Large-scale invasion, they can't do it, small-scale demon clan, come and kill as many as possible."

Zhao Junhong said carelessly: "Teacher Zhuyao, we killed eight and a half monsters this time, and even snatched these back. You need to give us more points."

On the third day after Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong came to the Northwest Military Academy, they were kicked out by Zhu Yao and started to perform their mission.

"A serious third-tier warrior with a special physique, a freak whose body is capable of fighting high-tier warriors even though his level is not high, you still want two weeks to adapt? Get lost!"

Zhu Yao was a little annoyed.

At first, he thought they were two rookie warriors, but he decided to take them seriously, so as to live up to Snake King's expectations.

These two people also pretend to be quite alike.

Who knew that these two guys could be regarded as two high-level warriors.

If he wasn't worried that the other party couldn't accept it, he would have kicked these two people onto the battlefield.

Even so, Zhu Yao decided to give them at most half a year to adapt before sending them to the battlefield, especially Fang Qingyun.

He is actually good at long-range sniping!

This is the most needed unit on the battlefield!

Therefore, Zhu Yao began to teach the two seriously, and also began to apply for resources to improve their strength.

He took two people to do the initial task.

After the two missions, Zhu Yao left them alone and began to let them pick up some deliveries, or hunt down monsters and even monsters contaminated with demonic energy.

The growth of the two did not disappoint Zhu Yao.

In a short period of time, they had an eye-catching performance.

Like this time, the two directly followed up with a C-level mission.

"Don't worry, what should be given to you is indispensable." Zhu Yao took out a card and swiped lightly at the cards of Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong.

Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong took their cards and glanced at the points displayed on it.

556 points!
The two are very satisfied.

integral!

This is the characteristic of all warrior universities.

Warrior University provides many things that the outside world does not have. If you want to get these things, you have to use points to buy them.

How to get points?

Do the task!
Of course, it can also be purchased with money.

However, the price of 1 million points made Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong breathless.

There are mines at home and I can't stand it!
"From now on, I won't look at you!" Zhu Yao said solemnly: "There is a little trouble with the Snake King, I need to solve it, you are free to move around, you can accept tasks, and you can also listen to the explanations of those high-level warriors. "

"My suggestion to you is to improve your spiritual power, that is the basic;"

"Especially you, Fang Qingyun, your psychic power level is too low, don't keep thinking about improving your body, your sniper rifle talent requires a high concentration of psychic power, physical strength, after all, is not the right path."

"Zhao Junhong, you can exchange some combat skills to improve your close combat ability, and study your physique more, it will become a big killer."

"We may meet on the battlefield as comrades-in-arms next."

Zhu Yao took a deep look at the two of them, put a colonel's rank on his body, and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)