I've been reborn, who still chases the school hunk?

In that ancient and mysterious continent, the news spread like wildfire, shaking the hearts of every righteous monk. "You heard it right, that gang of thieves, a total of 100,000 people, have destroyed more than a dozen small countries, and the lives of civilians are countless." The person who spoke had a solemn face, and his eyes flashed with a resolute light that could not be ignored.

"We didn't expect the evil to come with such force this time. We'll give you one hour to prepare. During this time, all the spiritual weapons and elixirs in the sect will be distributed to everyone." An elder stood on the high platform, his voice carrying irresistible majesty. His eyes swept across the many disciples below the stage, trying to catch a trace of determination on their faces.

"I just hope that each of you can come back alive." Jun Jinghong's words fell, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples. His voice was low and serious, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart, full of deep expectations and concerns for his disciples.

"According to the old rules, returning disciples will calculate points based on the number of enemy heads they capture, and use them to exchange for resources. The important thing is that only the living can enjoy these benefits." This rule is both a reward for the brave and a comfort to the living. It is cruel and realistic, like an iron law on the battlefield that cannot be questioned.

Gui Jianchou, the famously strict mentor, seemed even more unkind at this moment. He strode to the front of the team, scanning the disciples with a sharp gaze. "Do you feel that time is running out and you are not well prepared?" His voice was cold, like a chill wind blowing across an ice field, chilling people's hearts.

The faces of the disciples turned pale instantly. They looked at each other silently, their eyes full of anxiety and fear. This news was like a bolt from the blue, catching everyone off guard. Especially those new disciples who had just entered the sect, they had never experienced the baptism of the battle between good and evil, they only heard of it but didn't know the danger. At this moment, their hearts were filled with fear of the unknown and confusion about life and death.

"The evil sects have always been proud of hunting down our righteous disciples. They treat us like pigs and dogs and want to seize our resources." Gui Jianchou's words were like a sharp blade, cutting every inch of space in the air. "Why? Because most of our disciples are like flowers in a greenhouse. They have not experienced the baptism of killing and it is difficult for them to become truly strong."

His words were full of wisdom, but also piercing. The disciples were silent, with mixed feelings in their hearts. They were in their youth, and should have unlimited possibilities. Who would be willing to embark on this road of no return?

"The disciples of the evil sect are known for their bloodlust. They have no moral principles and only know how to kill. They are ruthless and will kill people at will." Gui Jianchou's voice became deeper and deeper, and his eyes revealed an indescribable complex emotion. "When the geniuses among us encounter them, they are often intimidated by their fierce momentum and get scared before the fight even starts."

His words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart. "So I want to tell you, in the battle between good and evil, if you are soft-hearted, not ruthless, and not passionate enough, then you will only become a pile of dry bones." His voice was full of determination and unquestionable, "Only those who have gone through the baptism of blood and sweat and come back alive are the real strong ones, and can fly higher and farther."

Gui Jianchou's words were like a violent storm, washing over the hearts of every disciple. His words revealed the cruelty of reality, as well as his earnest expectations for the strong. His words were like a sharp sword, piercing their hearts and inspiring their fighting spirit.

"Are you still ready? This is not a competition within the sect. Do you still need to prepare slowly? If the enemy wants to kill you, will they wait until you are ready? They will attack you when you are least prepared and will not give you any time to prepare." His voice was filled with unquestionable firmness, as if he was telling everyone that the rules of this world are so cruel.

“The path of a monk is the path of battle. We must always be ready to fight and maintain a strong will to fight, otherwise in this world of natural selection, we will soon be eliminated.” His words, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, illuminate the confusion and fear in everyone's heart.

"Disciples below the Spiritual Master level stay here. If you go out, you will die. But disciples at the peak of the Spiritual Master level who are willing to fight side by side with me, I warmly welcome them. This time, I will live and die with you!" His voice was full of determination and pride, as if he was announcing to everyone that he would fight side by side with them and face this life-and-death battle together.

"But the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. I can't guarantee that everyone will come back alive, but I can swear that at the most critical moment, I will stand up." His voice was full of determination and courage, as if telling everyone that he would be with them regardless of life or death.

"We will be divided into hundreds of teams, and each team will be assigned a wood-attributed cultivator to heal injuries when needed." This arrangement not only fully considers the actual situation on the battlefield, but also protects the lives of the disciples. Wood spirit can heal injuries. On the battlefield, sometimes it may be too late to take the elixir, and at this time the role of the wood spirit master is revealed.

"We'll set off in an hour!" Gui Jianchou's words were like an order, stirring up everyone's passion and fighting spirit. Who among these young monks would want to be a flower in a greenhouse? They all yearn to be baptized by blood and sweat, and hope to fly higher and farther.

There was no applause or cheering. Everyone quietly received the resources they needed. Pills were a necessity on the battlefield. They could heal wounds, save lives, and restore spiritual power. Everyone received five to ten pills. These pills, like their amulets, would protect them on the battlefield.

Mo Lan, this gentle woman, came here at some point. She looked at her daughter's excitement and hesitated to speak. "Mom, I want to go with my sister Xuanxin." Gui Jianxiao held Lu Xuanxin's arm tightly, fearing that her mother would stop her. She was not allowed to go to the war last year. At that time, she was concentrating on alchemy and had no regrets. But now that she met Lu Xuanxin, how could she stay in the cave? Naturally, she wanted to go with her to experience.

Mo Lan wanted to say something, but she felt a little relieved when she saw Old Lady Li next to her. With Senior Feng accompanying her, she should be fine, right? She could only carefully instruct her daughter: "The battle is dangerous. You are the elder sister. You must protect Xuanxin and don't be willful. Do you understand?"

"I know, mother. Don't worry, I will definitely come back safe and sound." Seeing that her mother did not stop her, Gui Jianxiao happily took her mother's arm and said proudly. Her heart was filled with lofty sentiments and ambitions, as if she had seen the heroic figures of herself and Lu Xuanxin roaming the world together.

After Mo Lan left, Lu Xuanxin said to Li Xueer, "Sister Xueer, take the sisters back. You are not the kind of people who fight." They are businessmen. Although they have good cultivation, their fighting ability is mediocre. Business is their duty, not fighting material. Especially the sisters they brought with them, most of them are in the spiritual master realm, and going to the battlefield is simply to die.

However, Li Xueer said firmly: "I'll let them go back, and I'll stay with you." Her eyes revealed an unquestionable firmness, as if telling Lu Xuanxin that she was fully prepared and would be with her regardless of life or death.

Lu Xuanxin's phoenix eyes moved slightly. She looked at Li Xueer, and a warm current surged in her heart. She knew that this was Li Xueer's deep affection for her, and her firm belief in herself. She smiled gently and said, "Although my fighting ability is not as good as yours, I have the means to save my life and will not drag you down."

Li Xueer nodded calmly, her eyes revealing a calm and firm look. She knew that this battle between good and evil would be a life-and-death contest, but she had made full preparations, and no matter what the outcome, she would have no regrets. Because she knew that only after this baptism could she truly grow into a strong person, and fight side by side with Lu Xuanxin to face future challenges together.

"Whatever you want to do!" Lu Xuanxin curled her lips, with a glimmer of worry in her eyes. Although her words seemed relaxed, her bright eyes revealed her deep worry that the other party might escape. Her mood was like the weather on the battlefield, uncertain, full of unknowns and variables.

The battlefield was in a mess, with a surging crowd, like a boiling ocean. Trying to find someone in this vast sea of ​​people was like looking for a needle in a haystack. How could it be that easy? Lu Xuanxin couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Her sharp eyes scanned the crowd, but she couldn't catch the familiar figure.

At this time, Li Yanmei's eyes were like two sharp swords, piercing through the crowded crowd and seeing Shen Longyuan at a glance. She swept her eyes again and fell on Tianying next to him. She was so angry that her teeth were itching, and she said viciously: "You bitch! In this battle between good and evil, I will never let you leave alive! You dare to snatch a man from me, you don't even know how to write the word 'death'!" Her voice was full of malice and resentment, as if she wanted to eat Tianying alive.

"No, Senior Sister Li, it's too easy for her to die so easily." At this time, a charming voice interrupted, it was Yang Yingmi. She was beautiful, but her eyes were full of ruthlessness, like a femme fatale. The corners of her mouth curled up in a cold smile, as if she had seen Tianying's tragic end.

Li Yanmei looked at her coldly, knowing that if she was used as a gun again, she would be a fool. But she also knew that Yang Yingmi's words made sense, and letting this bitch die easily was too easy for her.

"Senior sister, have you forgotten who our enemy is?" Yang Yingmi smiled and said lightly. Her voice was full of temptation and conspiracy, as if she wanted to pull Li Yanmei into a dark abyss.

"You mean, even though that bitch looks decent, the evil disciples might be interested in her?" Li Yanmei's eyes lit up, as if she saw a new way to play with Tianying.

“Yes, let her die quickly, how can it be more satisfying than letting her become a plaything of the evildoer? When Senior Brother Shen Longyuan finds out, he will definitely be very happy.” Yang Yingmi’s words were full of malice and conspiracy. Her eyes were like looking at a prey that was about to fall into a trap. She vowed to make Tianying die without a burial place.

Tianying was chatting with Lu Xuanxin when she suddenly felt a chill. She looked around but found nothing, and felt a little strange. This inexplicable chill made her feel a little uneasy, as if some danger was quietly approaching.

"What's wrong?" Shen Longyuan and Lu Xuanxin also noticed her abnormality and asked with concern. Their eyes were full of worry and concern, which made Tianying feel a little warm.

"It's okay." Tian Ying retracted her gaze, but she was secretly alert in her heart. She knew that this battle between good and evil was full of unknowns and dangers, and she had to stay awake and alert at all times to survive this battle.

An hour later, everyone received equipment, elixirs, spirit weapons, and flares. These equipment and elixirs were carefully prepared for this battle, and each one was filled with their desire and determination for victory.

"Get ready, go!" Jun Jinghong gave an order, and from the depths of the valley, hundreds of three-star giant flying monsters took off into the sky, with great momentum. Their wings covered the sky, as if they were going to cover the entire sky.

The elders, along with three deacons, were the first to climb onto the back of the monster. Their figures seemed so small on the back of the monster, but their eyes were full of determination. The disciples followed closely behind, their faces full of tension and anticipation. This was the first major battle in their lives, and it was also a chance for them to prove their strength.

The Guijianchou siblings, Shen Longyuan, Lu Xuanxin sisters, Li Xueer, Lu Fengshan and other direct disciples, as well as more than 20 other elites, all got on the magic beast ridden by the second elder. Their eyes were full of fighting spirit and passion, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

The Valley Master, the Great Elder, and some of the disciples and core disciples stayed in the base camp, responsible for the support and defense of the rear. Their eyes were full of determination and trust, they knew that only by holding on to the rear could the soldiers in the front fight without worries.