Commanding Wind and Cloud

The students watching all around lost their voices collectively, and some of them who planned to see if they could take advantage of it after fighting vigorously, immediately gave up this tempting idea.

This young man's fighting power is really too strong! Even if he stood still and let the three demon warriors go up and beat him up, as long as they didn't attack the man's most vulnerable vital position, they wouldn't hurt him at all.

Qian Jin turned around slowly, and stepped out of the shade of the tree step by step, the shade of the tree that blocked the sun disappeared from his face little by little, just like his people pushing the darkness away.

Seeing their enthusiasm, the three young warrior students collectively took a step back subconsciously. They were originally relatively strong bodies. After smashing the igneous rock with a punch, they would become taller with each step forward. The short distance gave people a feeling that a god came to the academy.

Mo Jin walked out of the shade of the tree slowly, seeing the changing expressions of the people around him, a faint smile appeared on his face, what Uncle Mugui Wuxin said was really right, low key? Why keep a low profile? Low-key for the sake of low-key? Deliberately attracting others to step on you? Isn't that brain broken?

"Three seniors." Motivation raised his right hand lightly and made a [please] gesture: "Thinking about my performance just now, I should be able to prove that I have the strength to accept the challenge of the three at the same time, so let's go together."

superior? The three young warrior trainees looked at each other and smiled wryly. The strength gap between the two sides was too great! Now it seems that the news released by the principal is not at all to find someone to knock him off the rankings, but to use the emergence of a challenger to quickly make him famous in the academy.

"Student Motivation, we won't fight anymore. You won, we are too short of you. In the future, when our strength improves, we will challenge you again."

The three fighters simply put away their grudges, and collectively tapped their right fists on their chests a few times, expressing their approval of the strength of drive.

The expressions of the students onlookers were different. Some people were glad that they didn't go up to the challenge just now, otherwise they would be in an embarrassing situation like the three on the field now, and some people's eyes rolled quickly. This is really big news! The drive is not as unbearable as the headmaster said.

Qian Jin lightly looked up at the corner of the roof of the teaching building in the distance and smiled. The principal really would choose a place to watch a show. If an archer chooses to assassinate, that corner of the building is the most suitable. Not only is it easy to hide himself, but also the scenery of almost the entire front door of the college can be seen.

"Yo? Did you find me?" Isabella twirled a lock of long hair on her forehead with her fingers, watching with great interest the drive to leave after bowing to herself: "Boy, I was worried that you have the vices of many young people nowadays. You like to keep a low profile, wait for others to step on you, and then do things to step back on them. For this reason, I deliberately released news... I didn't expect... I really didn't expect that you are better than I imagined."

"Your Highness, this person has not awakened the power of his blood, but he has the same fighting spirit as you..."

"Yeah, it's really surprising." Mune Tiance gently shook his folding fan and looked back at the big black man behind him: "I have this fighting heart because of the special secret technique of the Zhence clan. How did he do it? Could it be that he inherited his father? Isn't the price too high?"

"This person can make a very good follower."

"Tie Nan..." Mu Ne Tiance frowned: "I also thought at first that I could find him as a follower. Now I always feel that my judgment was wrong. This person seems to me that I cannot accept him as a follower."

"Can't be accepted as a squire?" Tie Nan's big black face showed strange doubts. His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince is known as one of the three most outstanding His Royal Highnesses of this generation. Whether it is personal charm or wrist, they are all outstanding. This is the first time I heard His Highness say that someone cannot be accepted as a squire.

"Well, I can't accept him as a follower." Mu Ne Tiance shook his head with a serious expression on his face: "What a strange person, I feel like I can't see through him. I don't know how to treat him. If I don't accept a follower, what should I do?"

Tie Nan looked at Mu Na Tiance with a puzzled expression, yes! If you don't accept the retinue, then how should His Highness treat this person? Your Highness has learned many, many techniques of emperors, isn't there a suitable method?

"Don't worry, don't worry." Mu Ne Tiance strode towards the classroom: "I will always find a way."

"Don't be a squire? This kid has a higher evaluation of motivation than me?" Isabella looked at Mu Na Tiance's leaving back, folded her hands on her chest with a faint smile on her face: "People who were born in the emperor's family have learned a lot, but they can't learn what ordinary people can learn. You can't be a squire, but you can be friends..."

"Friend?" Isabella instinctively raised her hand to cover her cherry lips, and her beautiful eyes jumped out with a little surprise: "What did I say just now? Friend? Let the sixth prince be friends with Gan Jin? How is this possible? Mu Nazhence is one of the two most likely candidates in the next generation of imperial power heirs. How could he be friends with Gan Jin? Am I influenced by the sixth prince? "

The class bell rang slowly and spread throughout the academy. There were still a few warrior students who were walking slowly on the road. At this moment, they all burst into fighting spirit, and rushed to the classroom with special fighting skills moving at high speed in the academy.

In a blink of an eye, the road to the college was clean except for some fallen leaves, and nothing else could be found.

Mo Jin walked into the classroom and chose a seat at random. Just as his butt touched the bench, the door of the classroom was pushed open again, and three young warrior students walked into the room side by side.

"Motivated?"

Among the three fighters, the tall young fighter suddenly shot out a knife-like sharp gaze from his smiling eyes, and his fists and bones were clenched and crackling non-stop.

Ke Jin looked up at the angry young soldier in front of him, and tapped his temples with his fingers. He felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. After a little thought, he asked, "Excuse me, have we met?"

"you!"

All the veins on the forehead of the tall young soldier twitched violently, his face flushed red, as if someone had hit his chest hard with a hammer, and his body shook again and again as if he was about to lose his footing.

"Hall Iron..."

The two young warriors beside the tall warrior quickly reached out to support their companions and shouted in a low voice.

"Hall Tie?" Qi Jin rolled his eyes: "I should have heard of this name..."

Huo Tie stabilized his figure and glared at Momentum hatefully. He insulted Fentu Kuangge in the arena that day, but was punched by this man called Momentum and bent over and spit out countless acidic water.

"Hall...Hall family..." Dashing fingers lightly tapped on the tabletop: "Soldier of the Explosive Bear Bloodline family? Oh! Last time I came to the academy, I beat you up."

"You finally remembered!" Hall's two rows of steel teeth were almost gnawed in anger, but he didn't feel the slightest pleasure of being remembered. It can only be a shame to remember so many classmates after being ignored for a long time! For the shame of the last battle, I have been practicing hard these days, just to be able to use the voice of the opponent's whole body to wash away the shame!

"You..." looked vigorously at a skinny warrior beside Huo Tie: "You are the viper blood warrior who was scared off by Duan Fengbuer that day, right? It's called... what Zago..."

"Lillizago."

The young Viper bloodline warrior glared at Mo Jin with a gloomy face. If it wasn't for the fact that fighting was not prohibited in the classroom, if it was in the wild, he would have teamed up with Hall Tie to kill this guy called Mo Jin.

Mo Jin nodded indifferently. Although the three people in front of him were also blood warriors, their strength should not be very strong, nor were they ranked at the top of their own hundred battle list, so there was no need to do anything or pay attention.

Huo Tie's whole body was trembling violently, looking at Mo Jin, being ignored by others! When I was ignored last time, I was punched and lay on the bed for a long time, and became the laughing stock of the academy for a long time. I didn't expect to see motivation again, and I was ignored again! How dare these ordinary fighters treat the great blood warriors like this? Do they know who is guarding this prosperous Zhence dynasty?

"Forget it, Hallie." Lilizago tugged Hallie's arm vigorously, his eyes wandered around the classroom and quickly searched, and the corner of his lips evoked a snake-like icy smile: "There is no need to be too serious with this kind of person, we are noble blood warriors. We will enter the battlefield later, and he will look good."

battlefield? Looking suspiciously at the three students who sneered and left, they tapped their fingers on the table. Isn't the next course military psychology? What does it have to do with the battlefield?

An old man with a gray beard pushed open the door of the classroom, walked into the classroom with empty hands and didn't even bring a textbook: "Rookies, hello! I miss you so much, today I can finally abuse rookies again."

Rookie? abuse? Mo Jin raised his hand and scratched his head, and found that the students around him had bitter smiles on their faces, as if they really wanted to fight back against the old man, but they couldn't fight back.

"Yo?" The old man's eyes focused on Qian Jin for a moment, "A new rookie came today? Kid, what's your name?"

Qian Jin hurriedly stood up, clenched his fist and placed it at the heart, bowed respectfully and said, "Qi Jin."

"Enthusiasm?" The old man opened his mouth and squeezed his tongue with the mouth with about half of his teeth missing. The two teeth were not much bigger than soybeans, and his misty eyes showed a thoughtful look: "I seem to have heard it... Oh! Last night, the dance general Wei Buchang beat the person to the ground, that's the name."

Mo Jin nodded slightly: "Yes, teacher."

"Oh..." The old man drew a long voice, his small eyes shot up and down vigorously: "Blood warriors? Ordinary fighters? Forget it! Those who can make it into the top 40 of the hundred battle list basically only focus on their personal combat power in their minds. I am afraid that many famous generals have never heard of the names."

The name of the famous general? Grinning vigorously: "Teacher, is there any reward for memorizing the names of famous generals?"