As the saying goes, when a natural disaster strikes, the strong monks in the border army will die first, then the weak, then the ordinary soldiers, and finally the common people.
In fact, isn't this the case with Warcraft? Once the fourth-level Peak Lightning Bear dies, it will be difficult for other monsters to escape, let alone attack the city.
Yiran stopped killing those second- and third-level monsters and returned directly to those classmates, with the same smile on his face as before he left.
Seeing that the situation was settled, Huang Zhan withdrew. He was extremely happy that none of the talented children were dead. Of course, he was even happier that Yiran was not only back, but his strength had reached an unimaginable level. At the age of twenty, his strength is approaching the fifth level, and he is about to surpass Tang Wudi, the strongest senior in the history of the Wind and Fire Principality.
Of course, as long as Yiran can come back alive, there will be nothing more joyful than this.
Huang Zhan was in front of a group of people walking into Shou'an City. Zhang San shrank and grabbed Yiran's clothes. He no longer had any of the boldness he had when he followed Yiran and made jokes.
He once thought that Yiran's situation was not much different from his own. "In other words, I have an extra wooden sword. I am slightly better at fishing and catching game, and I can run faster than myself." Thinking of this, it seems that the gap is quite big, but I have never thought about it in detail, just thinking that they are a pair of brothers in need.
But he didn't expect that Yiran was really one of those immortal figures who flew into the sky and escaped from the earth to kill demons. When he saw those cruel and vicious terrifying demons, it was extremely difficult for Zhang San to run away without being turned around.
Even if those new students reach the realm of warriors, how many of them dare to face this battlefield and go out of the city to fight?
He had never practiced cultivation before. When he woke up and saw Yiran walking towards the monster, he rushed forward regardless. It was this that made Huang Zhan and all the boys in School No. 8 look at him with admiration.
They thought about it carefully and realized that the child who could be allowed to travel with Yi Ran would not be the kind of unsightly coward, so they could trust him and give him their back.
They were determined to die in today's battle, just to give the tens of thousands of freshmen a chance to live, and they did this.
As for the fact that they are all still standing here today, it is naturally because of their persistence in transcending limits and self-transcendence, as well as their long-term trust in each other. Without that cooperation, how could they, whose personal strength was no greater than that of a great warrior, survive the wave of Warcraft?
They are not perverts like Yiran who can kill third-level monsters with one sword.
When the freshmen on the city wall discovered that this young man who looked like the god of war was actually familiar with the senior students, they immediately realized that he was also a student of the First Martial Arts Academy!
They had just reacted and immediately screamed in shock.
"The First Martial Arts Academy is mighty."
"The First Martial Arts Academy is invincible!"
Although he was on the wall of a border city, and although he was surrounded by border army monks, no one was dissatisfied and no one refuted. No matter where you go, the worship of the strong is the deepest imprint of this world.
After returning to the camp, Ma Mingyao placed Zhao Tianming on the bed, and a light magician immediately came to treat him. It's not that the light magicians didn't fulfill their responsibilities, it was because there were too many injured, and they couldn't treat the injured who hadn't been evacuated to the city. What's more, in the head-on collision, in their opinion, this mentor should definitely die. But he didn't know what kind of medicine the powerful young man fed him, which could actually delay his life.
Seeing that Zhao Tianming's breathing gradually became calmer under the treatment of the light magician, everyone felt relieved. Ma Ming
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Yao and Temusheng noisily grabbed Yiran's arm, dragged him to his usual wine shop, and opened his mouth to order ten jars of strong liquor. Zhou Ming stood behind, consciously or unconsciously shrinking his left hand, not wanting Yi Ran to see his injuries.
Except for Li Yiyi and Yi Ran, the relationship between the others only stayed at supporting Mengcheng. Although they also came to the wine shop with them, they did not build relationships because of Yi Ran's strong strength. They have been working hard for Yiran for many years, but they never thought that Yiran's relationship with them was very close.
Several tables were put together, and more than ten people sat at one table. Ma Mingyao and Tiemusheng filled a bowl of wine for everyone. Those girls are no exception, and Zhang San, who is obviously still young and unknown to everyone, is no exception.
If it were elsewhere, the person with the weakest cultivation and the lowest talent would usually do this kind of thing, but this was never the case among this group of teenagers. Ma Mingyao and Temusheng were the two most heroic people, and they were often tricked into drinking by their mentor Huang Zhan.
Therefore, whenever something happy happened, the two of them would carry wine jars and persuade everyone to drink, just like Huang Zhan persuaded them to drink.
When they were in Mengcheng, Ma Mingyao, Tiemusheng, and Zhou Ming were recognized by several other people. In the past five years, every time they fought, the three of them stood at the forefront of the battle and shouldered the greatest pressure. This made everyone Recognize them all from the bottom of my heart.
What's more, Ma Mingyao is now as strong as Jin Chen and Zhou Huiyang, and Tiemusheng and Zhou Ming are only slightly inferior.
As the person who knew Yiran best, Ma Mingyao took the lead in drinking wine from Yiran. At the same time, he asked about the teenagers around Yiran and their experiences over the years.
Zhang San, who had never been in a wine shop and had never drank before, felt a little embarrassed when he heard that he was being mentioned. He started to introduce himself before Yiran could speak.
He recounted the past year, from picking up the unconscious Yiran to traveling outside Jiaoyuan City, all the experiences he had experienced, but these experiences left all the teenagers confused.
This kid didn't know that Yiran was a powerful monk until he walked to Jiaoyuan City. Yiran had never made a move in front of him in the past year. But under such circumstances, he actually dared to follow Yi Ran to the border. Perhaps this was his specialty.
After everyone listened to Zhang San's story quietly, they immediately picked up the wine bowl and came behind Zhang San, put their right hand on Zhang San's shoulder, and said boldly.
"I respect you for having the guts to come to the border without practicing cultivation. Compared with those idiots who help us fight to the death to protect us, but no one dares to leave the city, I don't know how much better you are. I'll do it first out of respect."
A bowl of strong wine was consumed in an instant. Not a drop of it was left, and then he refilled it and continued.
"I respect you again, rescue the unconscious brother Yiran, and accompany him through the entire Tianjiang Principality." Another bowl of strong wine was downed.
At this time, Temusheng couldn't sit still and said, "Don't toast alone. If you want to drink, go back and drink two more jars. Leave some opportunities for us to toast."
All the teenagers didn't care that Zhang San was an ordinary person without any practice. Whether he saved Yi Ran or dared to come to the border, he was worthy of a glass of wine from them.
All the teenagers stood up together, picked up their wine bowls and looked at Zhang San.
Zhang San, on the other hand, looked at Yiran with the wine bowl in hand, blinking. He never felt in his heart that he had done anything extraordinary, let alone anything to be proud of. But in the eyes of these immortal monks whom he once regarded, he is actually very remarkable.
Zhang San looked at Yiran, but found a sly smile in Yiran's eyes. I have seen this kind of smile many times before. Whenever I catch fish and game to show off to him, I will see Yiran's smile.
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This look. Because after showing off, Yiran would let him see more and bigger prey.
But at this moment, Zhang San didn't know what Yiran's smile meant. When more than a dozen teenagers toasted and shouted "drink this bowl of wine", the inexplicable pride in his heart made him drink it without thinking. Pour the whole drink into your mouth.
His face immediately turned red, and he covered his mouth to prevent himself from spitting out the indescribably spicy wine. After drinking it with a ferocious expression, he kept patting his chest and coughing.
Only then did he realize the reason for Yiran's smile.
In his mind, he thought about those knights who he once envied so much, who could eat meat and drink wine in restaurants and bars. Why did they like wine?
At this time, Zhang San didn't know that wine could relieve all worries.
Seeing Zhang San drink the whole liquor, Yiran also stood up and drank the bowl of liquor in his hands with all the boys and girls, and then slowly talked about his experiences over the years.
After the ranking match, he was attacked and killed by a powerful space magician but managed to survive. In order to avoid the attention of the Wuquan Principality, he followed the caravan and traveled to the Wuquan Principality.
Soon after entering the Principality of Wuquan, he acquired the training of a martial artist. Later, he ventured into the periphery of the Jedi and encountered numerous opportunities and challenges.
Only then did everyone know why Yi Ran left without saying goodbye, and it had been so many years since he left. Without the strength to protect oneself, one may be attacked by the Wuquan Principality at any time. Staying in the Fenghuo Principality will definitely lead to more crises, and it will not have any effect on one's own cultivation.
When everyone heard Yiran talking about fighting against the fifth-level monster, the Unicorn Lightning Snake, all the teenagers couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Others are besieging monsters of the same level in groups, but because they can single-handedly challenge those with a higher level of cultivation than themselves. Who says monks of the same level are inferior to Warcraft! This made all the boys and girls so excited that they drank all the strong wine in the bowl.
It’s not that Warcraft is stronger than humans at the same level, it’s just that we are not strong enough!
When Yiran said that he was besieged by countless fourth-level monsters in the Jedi, and he constantly exceeded his own limits before he was able to escape from the Jedi, everyone couldn't help but sweat for Yiran. Huang Zhan told them that only those with cultivation levels above level five can venture into the Jedi.
Because the fourth-level monsters in the Jedi are group-like existences, the lone monsters are often fifth-level or above, and no one can find out the situation deep in the Jedi. Although Yi Ran was extremely powerful, he did not have the fifth-level cultivation at that time, so it would be very difficult to get out of the Jedi.
Of course, no one can understand how many difficulties Yiran went through to get out of the Jedi, nor how many crises he encountered. The powerful perception allows Yiran to have a premonition of the crisis, and the range is much wider than the detection range of mental power. In this way, Yiran also encountered many unavoidable battles.
And as soon as a fight starts, more monsters will be attracted immediately, and the only way to escape is to constantly detect the direction of escape through perception. This is also the reason why Yi Ran was exhausted and unconscious for so long when he walked out of the Jedi.
The more than ten people present were all sighing. No wonder Yiran had such strength. The hardships and twists and turns he had experienced were completely unimaginable to them. Every time they went out on adventures, they didn't go as a team, and every time they didn't have complete assurance. Although there were many battles, there were almost no life-and-death crises.
Even if they work hard enough to surpass countless peers, compared with Yiran, they are still like flowers in a greenhouse. Without experiencing a life and death battle, the improvement of strength will be much slower after all.
I am afraid that people who are more talented than myself will work harder than myself.
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