I run a funeral home, I don't know how to teach people how to slay demons

"Yunxuan, think carefully. Even if all the freshmen in the military academy are elite, if they are attacked by a crowd, they will be eliminated in the first round."

Du Xiuping looked at Li Yunxuan with a smirk, and he became more and more angry. He couldn't help but threaten.

"Why do you say that if we give in, other schools will not target us."

"Our military academy trains future Venerables. When have you ever seen a Venerable be afraid of a group of ants?"

"Okay, senior brother, have you been in Wuling for too long and been assimilated by them?"

"You always think too much before taking action, and always want to be clever."

Li Yunxuan shrugged and taught his senior brother a lesson without caring.

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"Yunxuan, your teaching method is too radical!"

"Your class 197 was lucky to come back alive from the front line last time, but you are still messing around this time."

"Follow the rules, everyone has a step down, and there has never been a shortage of quotas for military academies?"

"Why do you have to challenge the high difficulty?"

"If they can't pass this level, they will be eliminated in the first round. Each student has only one chance to enter the "Sky Dome". Do you really want them to miss it?"

Du Xiuping looked at his junior brother's careless appearance and said unhappily.

"There is no way. I can't teach them for a lifetime. I can only increase the intensity and let them adapt to this cruel world in advance."

As Li Yunxuan was talking, he raised his mobile phone and took another photo of himself, completely ignoring the angry senior brother.

"Can you stop taking photos! Can you take photos of your broken face?" Du Xiuping was a little angry.

Li Yunxuan slowly put down his phone, turned his head towards Du Xiuping, and said faintly, "Brother, do you know..."

"All my comrades in arms are gone."

"When Xiaozhou died, his head was blown off. When Yan Qing was found, only half of his head was left. Wang Datou couldn't even find his body."

"When I held their funeral, I tried my best to find a photo of them."

"It doesn't matter if it's beautiful or ugly, as long as you can still see what they looked like when they were alive."

"The result..."

"Not a single one was found..."

Li Yunxuan's eyes seemed to be lost in memories, and his speech speed slowed down.

"In three years, I will go to the front line."

"Before that, I want to choose a photo that will satisfy me."

"I don't want those bastards to be like me, and I can't even remember the appearance of my comrades."

Li Yunxuan gestured in the direction of the room and said lightly.

The air in the corridor suddenly solidified.

The two men looked at each other in silence.

Only the sound of gentle breathing sounded in the corridor.

After a while.

"Two thousand to six, the advantage is indeed mine..."

"If you fail, don't cry."

After that, Du Xiuping left the hotel without looking back, and waved his arms in the air twice casually, as if to say hello to Li Yunxuan.

Li Yunxuan was still half leaning outside the door, silently listening to the plan of Class 197, and occasionally showing a mean smile...

......

The venue arranged by Sun City is very large.

The stadium can accommodate 100,000 spectators. People waited at the door early in the morning just to grab a front position.

The center of the stadium is a huge venue, full of flags of various colleges, and their respective areas have been planned in advance.

Wuling College, Tiangong College, Qingtian College, Nanhai College...

The major colleges entered the venue in an orderly manner.

Everyone who can come here is the best of the major colleges. Some colleges with a large number of people even went through five rounds of selection before they could break through the siege.

Young people are at their most vigorous.

No one thinks they are worse than others.

Since entering the venue, the major colleges have started to confront each other openly and covertly.

If eyes can kill, the venue would have been full of corpses.

The tense atmosphere lasted for a long time.

It was not until a team of only six people appeared in the venue that everyone's attention was diverted.

The black and red school uniforms were full of murderous aura.

Guan Shan took the lead and led his teammates through all the crowds, facing countless hostile eyes, and calmly came to the front of the team.

The flag of the Demon Slaying Military Academy is always in the C position.

This is not based on any relationship or background, but on the reputation of generations of military academy predecessors who have fought in the competition, on the battlefield, and on the corpses of the demons.

Even if the whole venue is full of enemies, no one thinks they can't stand in that position.

The most thought in everyone's mind is to pull down this group of so-called geniuses.

We are all freshmen, why do you have the limelight?

The past is the past, and the present is the present. Relying on the reputation of the predecessors, you can't subdue these newborn calves.

"You are the leader of the freshmen in the military academy, right?"

"If I remember correctly, your name is Guanshan, right?"

Class 197 had just stood still when a provocative voice came from the side.

A young man stood proudly in front of the square formation of Wuling Academy, and all the freshmen took a step back tacitly, and no one dared to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Yue Baisheng's eyes were full of fighting spirit. His family had been born with martial spirits for generations. He was taught by his elders since birth that no matter who he lost to, he must not lose to the guys in the military academy.

Under the subtle influence, he was naturally full of hostility towards the students of the military academy.

"The teacher told me that you don't intend to abide by the rules of the academy competition."

"I promise that no one in the military academy can pass the first round of assessment this year."

"This is a punishment for your arrogance!"

Yue Baisheng's second-year speech made Guan Shan frown.

"You can only barely advance by relying on others' charity. I don't know what you are so proud of."

"You still treat this kind of bullshit rule as a treasure, and you are not ashamed!"

"You are the one who jumped, right?"

"I'll do you first!"

Liang Yuxin grew up in fighting and killing since she was a child. She hated this kind of provocative behavior the most and sprayed it on the spot.

Seeing that he had successfully attracted hatred, Yue Baisheng was still not afraid and stared straight at everyone in Class 197.

If the competition hadn't started yet, they would have fought right on the spot.

"Classmate, your name is Yang Chao, right?"

"I'm Zhong Mou from Tiangong College. I'm also a puppet master. Please take care of me when the competition starts."

A short boy wearing glasses squeezed out of the square formation of Tiangong College. Seeing Yang Chao, he said excitedly.

Zhong Mou's glasses have a very high degree. From a distance, it looks like he's wearing a magnifying glass.

His big eyes and small head are unexpectedly funny.

Yang Chao nodded slightly, maintaining the image of a handsome young man.

His eyes unconsciously glanced at Zhong Mou.

Good guy...

Arm guards, belts, braces, knee pads are all full of puppet summoners.

Are you sure your ability is enough to support so many puppets fighting at the same time?

Yang Chao thought with some fear.

...

Seeing that the atmosphere in the venue has become hot before the fight has even started.

The audience in the audience seats are also gradually getting excited.

In this world, the college competition is an annual event.

No sports event can compare.

Especially the gamblers who placed heavy bets, they were almost hysterical and shouting and roaring.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

Lu Changsheng didn't feel that excited. If Gou Shengzi hadn't participated in this competition, Lu Changsheng would never have come to join in the fun.

"So many people..."

"It's so hot, what's the point of competing."

Lu Changsheng kept shaking the fan in his hand, and he felt that the air he exhaled was hot.

Although he kept complaining.

But Lu Changsheng's eyes never left the square formation of the military academy for a second.

...