Fairyland, Big Problem

Strategy Academy Ascetic Hall.

As the name suggests, the practice teaching place is similar to the martial arts hall, the difference is that the teaching facilities have a place for large classes.

The first floor of the training hall is a large open space. In several areas the size of a basketball court, students follow the teacher's instructions and are practicing.

Wen Jiu finally saw the seniors after coming to the Institute of Strategy for so many days.

The so-called seniors and seniors, the ones with the most advanced training progress will basically start to attack the 2-star "source of trouble", and sometimes a mission has to be calculated on a weekly basis, which makes it rare for them to appear in the school.

There are also auxiliary teaching tasks.

High-level students of the Strategy Academy will go to universities in Tianma City and surrounding cities to guide students majoring in cultivation practice.

University teachers may not have the same high-frequency experience of fighting against evil as the senior students of the Strategy Academy.

Besides, going out to communicate and understanding the level of cultivation and education in other places are also knowledge that students of the Institute of Strategy must master.

It is said that the pressure is too great. Among the students majoring in the practice of the famous school, there are powerful dark-suppressors. If the students are a little careless, they will lose the face of the Strategy Academy.

Lying on the guardrail on the second floor of the training hall, Wen Jiu's field of vision covers the open field outside. The senior students can't use their hands and feet indoors, so they need an open-air martial arts field.

Watch more of the Dark Slayer fight and avoid working behind closed doors.

The No. 1 training ground that Wen Jiuzheng observed, the type of Dark Slayer: Iron Cavalry.

Dark Slayers do not have the occupational classification of warriors and mages in conventional games, and they all use psionic power to fight.

Taking the analogy of other works, it can be understood as the Chakra in "Naruto" and the fighting spirit in "Breaking the Sky", which are classified by the form of surgery.

The iron cavalry may be output in melee combat, or it can be a long-range spell, and its characteristic is that their spiritual equipment includes mounts.

Under the crotch can be war horses, ligers, and elephants, all of which belong to spiritual equipment. These things are not described, and they are more similar to mechanical beasts.

If the formation deployed in the center of the formation is aimed at the cavalry type dark-slayers, the other types of the team will get little benefit from the formation.

Therefore, the type of members in the team determines the choice of operations for the formation-type Dark Slayers.

Moving his steps, Wen Jiu changed his direction and looked at the No. 3 martial arts field.

The most common type, the sword-type Dark Slayer.

The core is the law-abiding swords and other conventional sharp blades in the hands, like the mainstream swordsmen and swordsmen in the martial arts novels.

The two types have something in common. Most of the dark slayers of the iron cavalry type use long-handled weapons, and some play with knives, but their core is the mount; the sword type also includes long-handled broadswords and long spears.

There are intersections in weapons, and the differences are mostly in the system of spells, which also correspond to different styles of formations.

In the same way, when the exclusive sword-type Dark Slayer's gain formation is activated, and mixed in with an iron cavalry, the benefits obtained are very negligible.

Lying on the guardrail and looking at it for a long time, Wen Jiu could feel the senior students' thoughts on combat, but he gained too little insight in direct martial arts.

The style of summoning elves to fight can be said to be different from that of the vast majority of dark-slayers, and Wen Jiu is also unsure of which weapon to choose.

【mum! 】

On the guardrail, Xiang Tail Meow straightened its body, but its body was the same as a kissing sausage (also called a bullet sausage), and it could not be seen stretching.

"Meow Xiangwei, which type of fighting style do you like?"

[The earliest one, chu chu, biu, biu, biu]

"Hot martial arts can't do it."

Hot Wu, hot weapon.

Various firearms and explosives for the Dark Slayer.

Different from the special ammunition guns used by ordinary SWAT police, the firearms used by the thermal martial arts dark-suppressors need to control the firing of the technique, which Wen Jiu cannot control.

"Oh? Mu Chenzhou."

He is a vice-principal-level figure of the Institute of Strategy, and sometimes he personally guides students to practice. Wen has listened to his courses for a long time and has a lot of aftertastes.

He touched the two records in his pocket.

Today's itinerary to go out should be to go to the office building to find a teacher and submit the record, but on weekends... the office building of the Institute of Strategy is actually closed, and there is not even a doorman.

Wen Jiu had to carry the recorder to the training hall and the martial arts field to watch the students practice.

The recorder is a bit hot to put on your body, submit it early and feel free.

"Mr. Mu."

Putting away Xiangwei Miao, the red chain synchronized the data, Wen Jiu jumped from the second floor, greeted and walked towards Mu Shenzhou.

"Oh? Classmate Wen Jiu."

According to Mai Yuqiang, Mu Shenzhou and Wen Jiu are very close.

"Teacher, submit a note."

"The efficiency is high enough."

Mu Shenzhou smiled calmly, the fluttering windbreaker made his body as still as a mountain.

His senior Mai Yuqiang said about Wen Jiu's "deeds of glory", and it's really not surprising to take out two records.

"Sometimes a guest will come to see me at the Institute of Strategy. Let's go to the office and talk."

"Um."

The main entrance of the locked office building was kicked open by Mu Shenzhou with his foot raised. He didn't get the elevator, took the stairs to the fifth floor, and kicked open the vice president's office again.

"Come on, classmate Wen Jiu, you're welcome, just sit down."

"Sit whatever you want, I... sit where."

The office building was a mess, with lunch boxes, dumbbells, and experimental equipment everywhere.

In the ashtray on the desk, the **** of the cigarette was pricked like an anemone.

In this environment, let alone sitting, Wen Jiu is difficult to find a suitable place to stand.

"Uh, hehehe, it's a little messy."

"Yes, there are hundreds of millions of messes."

There was no place to sit, so Wen Jiu had to stand by the desk.

Mr. Mu Shenzhou has a very good popularity in the Strategy Institute, both men and women.

Thirty-six or seven-year-old calm temperament, moon-ranked strength, tolerant and solid teaching style, many girls privately call him a "male god", and boys also long for such a big brother.

Other aspects are impeccable, Wen Jiu thought that if the students were allowed to come into the office to have a look, the sweet dream would be directly disillusioned.

"Student Wen Jiu, you are very powerful, but your disadvantage is that your technique is too crude. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

The flaws do not hide the flaws. After three or four days of admission, the new students of the Strategy Institute independently cleaned up the 1-star "source of trouble", which has caught up with the previous middle and upper reaches of the students.

With the teacher's affirmation, Wen Jiu had to say something polite no matter what.

"Thanks…"

"Um?!"

Before the words of emotion were spoken, Wen Jiu saw Mu Chenzhou suddenly open his mouth wide, the cigarette he was holding in his mouth accidentally dropped, and the bright red cigarette end almost stuck in his crotch.

Luckily, the Moon-rank master was quick to move, and he grabbed his hand and put it in his mouth.

"Ow~!"

Because he was distracted from looking at the recorder data on the screen, Mu Chenzhou didn't notice that the cigarette he had picked up turned around and put the **** in his mouth.

Just a classic picture.

"Oh oh oh, oh! oh oh oh."

"Mr. Mu, stop shouting, others will hear a misunderstanding."

"Students with no conscience, give me water!"

Rushing through the boxes, Wen Jiu was stunned that he couldn't find drinking water in the messy office building, so he had to get mouthwash from the toilet.

The cool liquid goes back and forth in the mouth to relieve the scald, but it is fortunate that you can stop it quickly, otherwise you will have ulcers for several days.

Wen Jiu was still curious about what Mu Chenzhou was frightened by just now.

He clearly observed the data derived from the recorder, the 1-star 'source of misfortune' record, what's so surprising.

"Cough, cough." Mu Chenzhou, who readjusted his sitting position, pointed at the screen. "Look at it."

"I'm not a data analyst, how can I understand it?"

On the screen, the data derived by the special instrument from the recorder is like a combination of more than ten radio frequency spectrums with different probabilities, which is so chaotic that the scalp of the layman is numb.

"This...this record of evil-type psionic energy fluctuations is similar to the 'turbid instrument' you brought back..."