Below, a figure appeared in the challenge arena, but he had lost his head, but his two legs were still taking rapid steps and rushed out quickly.
This is the dragon flying.
Or it should be said that this is the flying body of the dragon.
The blood gushed from the fountain above the neck cavity, and the head flew in the air, but the body rushed forward with a big stride. It still kept the posture of holding the sword with its right hand, ran at full speed, rushed out of the challenge arena all the way, fell down, and after landing, there was a homeopathic roll, and then stood up and continued to rush forward
So he rushed out for more than 20 meters, and then he suddenly fell to the ground.
Until now, I really tried my best to die. I'm dead!
Dong!
The flying head inevitably fell back to the challenge arena and made a dull noise.
This dull sound seemed to hit all the students and teachers of Qianlong gaowu, one by one, holding their breath and looking at the stage in disbelief!
That's it!
That's it!
Qianlong gaowu's third grade failed several days?!
Dead on the spot!?
What a cruel situation?!
The king of the Central Plains stood blankly, stiff all over.
"What's the matter?" Marshal Ximen looked at the king of the Central Plains carelessly: "why did he suddenly stand up?"
"... it's all right. The sudden murder... I'm surprised." the king of the Central Plains muttered.
"Don't be impatient. In those days, when your father came in and out of thousands of troops and horses, his corpses wandered in the sea of blood and his face didn't change. Taifeng, you can't." Marshal Ximen said.
Central Plains King: "... Yes."
"Well, sit down and look slowly." Marshal Simon said faintly, "today, it's still a long time."
The king of the Central Plains sat down slowly, and his mind was a little blank for a moment.
It's still a long time today? Take your time?
What does this mean?
The king of the Central Plains looked straight at the head that was no longer bleeding underground. He was still full of eyes that were never in peace and confident that he could cut his opponent under the sword
And the tightly pursed lips, the handsome and young face, suddenly lost their eyes.
The tall and straight figure shook gently.
……
Ye Changqing's lips were trembling, and the faces of the teachers of Qianlong gaowu suddenly became extremely ugly.
Many students are pale.
On the stage.
The iron calf slowly stood up straight, carefully reinserted the broadsword into the scabbard, still calm on his face, bowed slightly to the dead head on the stage and said, "accept!"
Then he stood with his hands tied and turned his eyes to minister Ding.
Obviously, he was waiting for minister Ding to announce his victory.
Ding Bu's long lips trembled twice and shouted, "the first battle, the second team of iron Mavericks win!"
Baby becomes high-level, baby becomes high-level, one knife second kill!
This war result is not brilliant, but it is poured out by cruel blood and iron blood!
The iron calf saluted lightly, turned and stepped down.
Zuo Xiaoduo and others noticed that the expression on the iron calf's face before and after the murder had never changed at all; Even he cut off other people's heads in front of his own eyes. Under the condition of so much blood flying, he didn't get a little blood on his body!
This is an old hand!
He is an old hand in both war and murder!
Zuo Xiaoduo made such comments on this person in his heart.
Wen Xingtian stood in front of a class of his own students. His face was unprecedentedly dignified. He no longer had the idea that his students would win.
He looked at the iron calf and murmured in a heavy voice, "this is battle fighting!"
The body is like a mountain, the wind and rain do not move;
Face a strong enemy with a heart like steel;
Cut through the throat without changing his face;
Draw a knife and break your head!
Wen Xingtian took a deep breath and pressed down what he thought in his heart. He was infinitely puzzled: This is a man in the army! But why?
Qianlong gaowu class 1, grade 3, all the students in class 1 stood up at once.
One eye canthus wanted to crack, and two people pulled their swords out of their scabbard at once, so they had to rush over and put them right.
"Stop!"
Ye Changqing shouted, "no one can move!"
"In the challenge arena, there is no resentment between life and death, the survival of the fittest, and the strong is respected!"
An extremely powerful spirit suddenly enveloped the whole martial arts field.
Marshal Simon did it.
"There is no resentment between life and death in battle! Teachers and students of Qianlong gaowu, please keep calm."
The voice of Marshal Simon was full of dignity.
At the same time, the two even commander Ximen didn't have any conscious mental power. They made thousands of shares and locked everyone present!
Including teachers!
Including students!
Even... The 2000 people who are about to change their defense in the battlefield.
These thousands of thoughts are subtle and subtle. Although they really exist, they have not been noticed by the world, but they have incorporated everyone's reactions, emotional changes and eye fluctuations into their eyes!
"Our Qianlong gaowu can afford to lose!"
Ye Changqing shouted, "everyone has it. Be quiet!"
Several marshals sighed in their hearts.
They all saw Ye Changqing's sadness, anger and excitement at the moment, and they couldn't bear it.
But if you tell him the plan now, if there is something wrong with Ye Changqing's acting skills, it will be immediately detected and the situation will get out of control
I can't say, I have to temporarily wronged Ye Changqing!
Minister Ding stood up, sighed softly, and said, "I'm very disappointed that the Qianlong gaowu was defeated in the first battle, but I also understand very well. After all, you are children who have not experienced any tragic fight. It's normal to lose and be killed by the second."
"But... What I want to tell the children is... You can be immature, but the real battlefield will not give you time to mature!"
"When facing the enemy at that time, they won't give you time to mature!"
"You are not mature now. When you arrive at the battlefield, you will only end up like the student just now!"
"If you die on the battlefield, you are not even a martyr! Because on the battlefield, only soldiers who have killed the enemy are martyrs after they die!"
"Those who died in vain like this have only one name, meritorious service!"
Department chief Ding said heavily, "the enemy's merit!"
"To put it bluntly, those who die like this are those who send heads on the battlefield! Those who send meritorious deeds! Not only the dead just now, but also you, all are, all are really weak!"
Ding Bu Chang's voice, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, exploded in every student's heart.
A battle just now, as well as the current words, smashed the dreams of young heroes who "killed the enemy, made meritorious contributions, became famous, glorified their ancestors and attracted the attention of thousands of people".
You're the ones who send heads on the battlefield! Meritorious!
I can't even count cannon fodder. It's not as good as?!
These words are undoubtedly a great blow to many of the students who have long dreamed of heroes!
Department chief Ding's voice turned to deep pain and said loudly, "this war has disappointed me; because I don't feel the atmosphere and momentum of the students. I rushed up and was killed. Maybe you will think that I'm cold-blooded, unfeeling and too unfriendly."
"Which side do you think I'm on? I'm not the Minister of the Ministry of military education? How can I speak like that? Isn't this schadenfreude? Why should I fall down when people are dead?"
Ding Bu grew up and said, "I know some of you must think so! Even most of you think so!"
"However, I should not be responsible for teaching you and correcting you. You have your teachers! And I am not responsible for these!"
"I just want to say that you young people have a big problem with their mentality!"
"Your understanding of fighting in battle is more than one-sided. It's just a child's play!"
"The only result of the children's play is to play your little life off!"
Minister Ding stood on the stage with a heavy face and sharp eyes like a sword.
"I have to say that even though the border has been in continuous bloody battles for thousands of years, there are dead soldiers in riyueguan every day; however, in the eye center of most young fighters in the rear, the battlefield is still a place full of romance!"
"There are many students who have reached the realm of cloud melting. They haven't even seen human blood!"
"Such people really exist!"
"What is the battlefield in their hearts?"
"The battlefield is a film and television play, in which you bring a beautiful beauty to circle among the enemies, exciting, fragrant, romantic, dancing on the steel wire rope and passing by death... But I am the one who wins in the end!"
"When you return from the battlefield, you should be granted Marquis and generals, high officials and high salaries, and beautiful women throw themselves into the arms. You will be a man on the earth from now on! Guide the rivers and mountains, and beat the enemy!"
"And because of the battlefield experience, you will gain invincible strength!"
"Yes, this is the battlefield in the hearts of many young people. The battlefield is the place to get meritorious deeds. It's like that towering meritorious deeds are placed there like garbage! Just wait for him to go, bend down and pick them up, that's the general, the hero, the marshal and the master! Is that really the case?"
Ding Bu asked loudly, "I want to tell you! No! Not at all!"
"Too many children don't know what the battlefield is. They go to the battlefield so vaguely. Even if God protects them, they will never survive!"
Chief Ding announced loudly, "now, start the second scene! Today I'll show you what a battlefield is! What a fight is!"
"Instead of letting you die on the battlefield in the future, in my opinion, it's better to die here! Dying here can also warn your classmates! It can also make everyone pay attention! It's so useful! At least, your relatives can see your body and think a little!"
"But if you die on the battlefield, there is nothing! You can't see the body! Your head has already been hung on your waist by the enemy and went back to ask for military merit!"
"Those who can leave a name engraved on the tombstone, I tell you, are still lucky!"