Fantasy: Simplify the skills and become a master from a minion

The soldiers moved in, and the city seemed stable.

However, there are still many killings at night.

Even more tragic than before.

because:

Soldiers, don't patrol buildings at night.

In the past, when people met at night, they would pass by each other; they would even nod and say hello.

It’s as casual as greeting: Have you eaten?

result:

Now when you encounter them, just copy them and kill them.

The night walkers at the bottom were killed and huddled in their homes, trembling.

Mid- to high-level night travelers also exercise caution.

The warriors of the third level were entrenched on tall buildings. They looked around and suppressed one side.

Chu Qing, honestly, won’t go anywhere.

He kept practicing his fists.

in this way:

one day…

Two days…

The wind and snow stopped.

At around four o'clock in the morning on the third day, the bell rang from the martial arts academy.

The bell rings.

The huge city suddenly erupted in commotion.

Many people who had stayed up all night stood up and stared in the direction of the martial arts academy with their eyes wide open.

Martial Arts Academy:

The mysterious dean appears.

The vice-presidents, all with serious expressions, surrounded him.

The warriors were even more cautious, holding torches and following around.

The mysterious dean, wearing a black robe and a bronze mask, stood on the high platform in the center of the martial arts arena.

call out!

call out!

call out!

Students came roaring in one after another.

The first ones to come were the students from the outer academy.

They had been warned long ago.

At this time, according to the planned position, stand quietly.

Nangong was also among them.

Next, came the inner courtyard students.

According to the grade classification, all inner courtyard students, as long as they are not dead, must come here when they hear the bell.

Chu Qing is no exception.

He was standing at School No. 9.

Looking around, he found that seven or eight people were missing.

Among them was Qin Wubing.

This unlucky guy, like Qin Xiaoying, died on the street.

Many students secretly observed him.

Because he was performing very well in School No. 9 at that time.

Many people have an impression of him.

Especially when Qin Wubing and others came back and asked to stabilize Chu Qing's five extra resources every day, everyone was even more impressed by him.

The two teenagers who were with Qin Wubing glanced at Chu Qing.

There was numbness and sadness in their eyes.

because:

Qin Wu died of illness.

At the beginning, the three of them were still thinking about trying to qualify for Tongtian Road together in the future.

result:

Before it even started, one of my friends was gone.

This is a really sad result.

call out!

call out!

call out!

More students from the inner academy arrived.

The geniuses of the inner courtyard who should have been in high spirits now had solemn expressions.

Some even came with dark circles under their eyes.

As a warrior and a genius, even if I don't sleep, I won't have dark circles under my eyes.

However, some people do.

It was clear that the pressure was too much.

call!

call!

A cold wind is blowing.

Time is up.

The mysterious dean spoke.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Everyone, the annual qualification competition for Tongtian Road has begun."

"The rules are the same as before: one token is scattered in the city; two tokens are now distributed!"

"No matter you are in the inner court or the outer court, no matter you are from a good background or a poor one!"

"As long as you get the token, you can get unlimited resources from the sky!"

"Although the chance of reaching the sky is very low."

"But...as a warrior, you always have to give it a try."

"If it succeeds, it will really reach the sky!"

The mysterious dean is instigating everyone to fight.

However, the students were silent.

Everyone has chosen their teams and they are not interested in the quota.

Especially second graders and first graders.

Many of their top players want to improve their strength, solidify their foundation, and compete for next year's quota.

The mysterious dean continued:

"But before that, let me tell you some sad news!"

Many students were stunned.

Everyone pricked up their ears and stared at him.

Even the martial arts masters and deputy deans all looked different.

They looked at the dean differently.

What sad news?

They have never heard of it!

The mysterious dean said sadly: "The thousand-year catastrophe has come, and the emperor's star is shaking!"

"The Empire is short of resources!"

"Just a few minutes ago, news came from the Imperial Capital General Hospital - after this year, the Martial Academy under the main city will no longer distribute Tongtian Road resources."

"Next year, those who want the resources of Tongtian Road must go to the main city martial arts academy, or even... the imperial capital martial arts academy to compete for them."

silence!

Silent as death!

Snap!

A martial artist dropped the torch in his hand.

This news is so shocking.

The deputy deans on the side were also in commotion.

They even started whispering to each other.

As for

because:

This is completely beyond their knowledge.

The resources that have been maintained for hundreds of years and nearly a thousand years are suddenly gone?

Although they can't get those resources.

But... it suddenly disappeared, leaving their hearts empty.

If there are no Tongtian resources next year, then:

Can this year's Tongtian quota be allocated in this way?

After all...the promise they got was to fully support them in fighting for a spot next year.

It’s okay now, there are no quotas and no resources next year.

what to do?

They panic.

A student lost his voice and said, "Quick, bring me the flying pigeon, I want to pass a message to the family!"

However:

All the homing pigeons in the martial arts academy had long been shot.

And...they are not allowed to send flying pigeons now.

Cracks appeared in the small group formed by interests.

A young girl laughed: "I can't get a spot on Tongtian Road next year, so why should I help you fight for it this year?"

"I want the quota this year too!"

This time, it was the second-year students who asked for a quota.

because:

She really didn't have the confidence to go to the main city to grab a spot.

because:

The gap between the prefecture city and the main city is too big.

Just like the difference between a county town and a state town.

A martial artist in the Muscle and Bone Realm can dominate and dominate in the county.

But, in Zhoucheng, he was just a slightly better cannon fodder.

They are the proud ones in the city, they are the sons of aristocratic families, they are high and mighty.

But, when they went to the main city, they were nothing.

The aristocratic families in the main city looked at them the same way they looked at ordinary people - not human beings.

Many people say:

As long as the main city is there, even if the state and prefectural cities are gone, it will not affect the empire.

because:

The real strength and foundation of the empire lies in the main city.

There are too many geniuses in the main city.

If they had the means to go to the main city, they would have gone there long ago.

Why stay here?

Now it's okay, Zhoucheng's Tongtian resource quota for next year is gone.

This year is the last chance.

If you give up, you will never have a chance in this life.

The students rioted.

The warriors rioted.

This is especially true for deputy deans.

A vice president whispered:

"Dean, why are you talking now?"

The mysterious dean said in surprise: "I told you, I only found out about this news a few minutes ago!"

“Then, I can’t wait to share it with you!”

"Ha ha……!"

The mysterious dean smiled.

Laughter...bad!

One of the vice-dean's eyes almost burst open and he growled: "A few minutes ago, everyone was drinking tea together!"

"You didn't get the message at all!"

The mysterious dean was silent for a moment, then laughed loudly and said:

"This is the last battle for Tongtian quota; wouldn't it be better to have more surprises?"

So naughty!

The vice-deans all wanted to curse.

They have no surprises, no surprises.

Some are just terrified.

at this time:

The mysterious dean took out two boxes, held them high and said:

"Dear students...Tongtian's resources are in these two boxes, somewhere in the city...someone's body!"

"Do you want Tongtian resources?"

"Want to reach the sky?"

"Come on, let's fight for it!"

"Use the knife to chop your opponent to death, use the sword to seal the enemy's throat, and use the spear to pierce everything!"

"Hurrah!"

"For the last resource to reach the sky - today is a feast of blood!"

"Hurrah!"

"Because of the random reforms of the General Academy—today is the day when the Martial Academy collapses!"

"Come on... take the last, the bloodiest, and the most bloody one that belongs to you - the quota to the sky!"

"Come on, all the boys and girls who want to reach a higher level, this is your last chance to soar into the sky!"

The next second: The mysterious dean threw two boxes into the air at the same time.

this moment:

All the students raised their heads and looked at the box.

Fight?

give up?