Kicked out of the martial arts school, I created the method of covering the sky and cultivating immo

"Senior Shen, although I want to promise you, but unfortunately, my ability is limited..."

Shen Congyun took a deep breath and interrupted his words.

"If my granddaughter can become your student!"

"I will give you two caves in my own name as a congratulatory (chae) gift!"

Immediately.

"it is good!"

Qing Mo agreed straightforwardly, laughing loudly.

"In that case, thank you, Senior Shen, for your hospitality, hahahaha..."

The response in this one is quick.

Shen Congyun almost couldn't react.

Happily.

Only Qingmo knew it clearly.

after all.

If you don't make money, you're just a bastard!

What is a burrow?

In Kyushu Martial Art, everyone knows it!

Because you just have to go out and see.

Which martial arts school in Kyushu is the strongest, then there is no doubt that they must also have the most burrows.

burrow.

It is resources, opportunities, and countless experiences.

to this end.

Naturally, it can be said bluntly.

The Catacombs is a martial arts school, which is really about the future and the lifeline of the future.

It's just that Shen Congyun didn't think of it.

Qingmo would agree so quickly and without hesitation.

Happily.

At the end of the day.

Maybe it's because I didn't have enough money...

three days later.

The gate of Beihua Martial Arts University.

Quietly.

There was an extra group of indifferent expressions and restrained manners.

No matter where they go, the coldness of life and death alone is enough to attract the attention of young people!

They are not in the same grade.

It's just that the eyes are a little deep and vicissitudes.

of course.

If someone can see the thick calluses on their hands and the spots on their bodies.

Maybe you can understand right away.

Which of these people is not the all-powerful killing god in the crypt!

however.

Just today, just today.

These young people were ordered by the old man who stood at the top of Beihua Martial Arts School.

Immediately, he hurried back to Beihua Martial Arts University without stopping.

"...Do you know why the principal asked us to leave the battlefield?"

-Someone shakes his head.

"I don't know!"

"I only know that this order was forwarded to me through the teaching office, and the request must be returned..."

Someone's eyes were extremely cold, even with a little killing intent.

"I saw that I was about to rush up to Yaowang Mountain! In the end, I was called back like this."

"If the teaching office can't give me an explanation, I must make him look good today..."

Many people were whispering and speaking indignantly.

however.

Beside them, most people kept silent.

It's like a ruthless machine.

after all.

If someone can notice, it may be discovered immediately.

At the end of the group.

There are several young people with numb faces and eyes filled with pain and despair, standing in the back dully.

It seemed that he was not at all interested in what was going to happen in front of him.

to this end.

When the director of the teaching office brought a few teachers over, he was going to arrange the students first.

When I finally saw them.

My heart couldn't help but sink.

Silently counted the number of people, and found that they were in the team.

At least three members are missing!

Three top geniuses who will definitely shine in Kyushu Martial Arts in the future...

"Ugh!"

He couldn't help but sighed in his heart, and then cursed secretly.

"Gouyao monster clan! You wait, sooner or later one day."

"Kyushu human race, will definitely be able to kick your throne to blossom..."

But even he, the director of the teaching department, knows exactly what happened in it!

but.

So what?

Such a scene has long been familiar to people in Kyushu!

Yes.

Among the teams going out to fight, once falling behind, it means real death.

but.

How can it be?

They are still alive.

And as long as they are unwilling to give up, no matter how hard they try, they must live on.

because.

They represent the human race, and stand in front of the human race.

That is a powerful enemy that cannot be described and compared in terms of magnitude!

you die...

Immediately.

Under the diversion of the teaching office and other teachers.

Such a group of dangerous elements were immediately evacuated, without making a sound or causing any disturbance.

until someone asked.

"Teacher, I can ask!"

"What is the reason that made the headmaster make up his mind to call us back?"

after all.

As part of the battlefield, there are even many people who are the main force of their respective teams.

This is a call.

Although it looks simple, what a heavy loss!

but.

How could teachers like them know what was going on in Shen Congyun's mind before they reached Shen Congyun's height...

I can only shake my head.

Chapter 508: The battlefield of life and death, the most familiar stranger! (Please subscribe!)

until the road.

Suddenly, I met some familiar juniors and juniors.

When they saw the familiar faces, they couldn't help jumping up with excitement.

called out.

"Senior, why are you back today? Aren't you in the cave..."

"Senior, is the battle in the Catacombs over? Can you tell us what it looks like..."

In fact.

Every freshman entering the martial arts school will be extremely curious about this question~.

Even those powerful fighters who have been fighting for a long time and only come back to Beihua Martial Arts School at this moment are rare.

It was the same at the very beginning!

But if their seniors in the past were able to explain to them gently and patiently.

Well now.

Invariably.

Even when these people saw those familiar juniors and girls, there was no warmth in their eyes.

It's just extra indifferent and cruel!

They are far from changing their mentality from the turmoil on the battlefield in the Catacombs.

Fortunately, after someone reacted.

Although his face was still extremely indifferent, he still shook his head slightly and didn't look at it.

Go straight to the psychological counseling room arranged by the school.

Psychological counseling room.