Chapter 196: Only by dying can you become stronger (10,000)(1/3)
When he saw Tang Feng, Fang Ping looked pained and murmured: "Why is it you again!"
Does Mowu have no mentor?
Why is this big lion everywhere?
There are 20 Mowu instructors who are in the sixth level, right?
A lot of fifth-level realm!
Why is it always the big lion who presides over these things!
Tang Feng seemed to hear him, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, stepped up to the front desk, and said: "This is Mowu, the second special training class established within a year!
For the first time, fight for the glory of Mowu!
The second time, fight for the survival of mankind!"
"In a short period of time, two special training classes were formed, which also set a precedent for the use of magic weapons, which also means that the situation is becoming more critical!"
"I think the students who came to the special training class today know what they will face next."
"Originally, it was not your turn for second-grade warriors to go to the cave, but now, you have to prepare in advance!"
"Family, country, world..." These four words are fluttering. If I hear them on weekdays, I'm afraid I will laugh at them.
But today..."
Tang Feng's tone suddenly became louder, "Today, we can say with confidence that we warriors fight for our family, our country, and the world!"
"Since ancient times, it has been said that the great chivalrous person serves the country and the people!"
"But after thousands of years, only the warriors of these hundreds of years are worthy of these eight words!"
At this moment, Tang Feng was no longer so cold, so serious, so unhuman...
"A warrior who dares to fight must fight!"
"We, the Wushu University martial artists, are never afraid of fighting. This year marks the 50th anniversary since the founding of the Mowu School!
In the past 50 years, Mowu has killed 3 masters, 928 middle-grade warriors, and 512 third-grade warriors!"
"Every year, about 10 third-level students die, and nearly 20 middle-level warriors die. In 15 years, one grandmaster died in battle!"
…
Fang Ping was stunned for a moment, Mowu... had three masters die?
Moreover, so many middle-grade warriors died?
Warriors are not armies.
Any third-grade martial artist is the result of countless resources. He is a proud son of heaven and an outstanding person.
But Mowu, in the past 50 years, has actually killed nearly a thousand middle-grade warriors in battle!
"We, Mowu, have a Heroes' Temple, and the top floor of the school history museum is where the Heroes' Temple is located.
Originally, I wanted to take you to see whether it was worth the sacrifice of our ancestors and peers to shed their blood!
But I thought about it and finally didn’t choose to go to the school history museum.
At this moment, you still don’t understand, you don’t understand yet.
All I see are names that I can’t remember. Listen to me tell you about how they used to be..."
"You are not qualified to know or remember them now!"
"One day, when you think about why you are fighting and who you are fighting for... and you have the answer to all of this, you will know what the Hall of Valor is when you go again!"
"Death in a catacomb is the highest honor for a warrior!"
"We, warriors, can only fight to the death, fight to the death without retreating, and fight to the death without surrender!"
"..."
Tang Feng's words were deafening.
Everyone in Fang Ping was silent.
"So, if you join the special training class today, you should fight to the death and have no intention of repaying life!
Can you do it?"
"able!"
Someone yelled, but Tang Feng sneered and said lightly: "Maybe."
Do students today really understand?
They don't understand!
I swear today that I will fight to the death and I will not fight back until I die!
However, after actually entering the cave and witnessing the war, how many people would not feel cowardly? Do humans really have a future?
In Tang Feng's opinion, the previous competitions and tasks were really just child's play.
Without saying anything else, Tang Feng looked slightly tired, not physically, but mentally.
"Everyone knows the purpose of the special training class."
"The special training class does not select a squad leader, and does not distinguish between good and bad. However, I hope that in the special training class, we can form an organizational structure, and at least form our own team.
Warriors never exist independently.
You need a group of comrades who can trust you in life and death.
The team of a hundred people was very conspicuous in the cave.
My advice to you is to form a team of less than 10 people.
When a large team is broken up, your respective teams should try to maintain a complete organization. This can increase your chances of survival."
After hearing this, someone immediately asked: "Teacher Tang, do you have to join the team?"
Tang Feng said lightly: "Of course not, the meaning of a team is to trust each other. You were forced to join, but it dragged down the team.
You can act alone...but you must remember that there are enemies everywhere in the cave.
Can you stay awake and alert all the time?
Can you do it and have someone save your life when you are seriously injured?
When you feel that you can live comfortably in the cave alone, it doesn't matter whether you have a team or not.
Grandmasters and powerful men mostly act alone. If they can do it, can you do it?"
The person who asked the question stopped talking, and Tang Feng continued: "The formation of a team does not happen overnight. It does not mean that you have to find someone in your own class. You can find anyone, as long as you think he can survive in the cave, even an ordinary person.
People, too.
Of course, if ordinary people take you into the cave, you are dragging yourself down and seeking death, and we will not stop you.
I suggest that you find some teammates with similar abilities so that you can grow and improve together, so that you can have a long-term relationship and form a tacit understanding."
After talking about the first thing, Tang Feng talked about something else.
"In addition to team selection, before entering the cave, everyone must have a deeper understanding of the cave.
Starting tomorrow, from 7 to 8 pm every night, during this hour, there will be instructors giving lessons about the caves.
Including the geography of the caves, the humanities of the caves, the introduction of the species of creatures in the caves, the valuable items in the caves, the distribution of human strongholds in the caves..."
Fang Ping suddenly said: "Teacher, do humans have a stronghold in the cave?"
Tang Feng felt uncomfortable when he saw this kid. He didn't like such a wily guy and always felt that he would be sold out for a few dollars!
After hearing Fang Ping's question, Tang Feng snorted: "Nonsense, there is no stronghold, how can we put the battlefield on the surface?
There is a human stronghold at every cave entrance!
Even, it’s a city!
Of course, they were also important military towns. Everything was built for war. In order to build these cities, mankind paid countless prices.
However, there are very few such cities. Most of them are military camps where troops are stationed.
There is one army inside and one outside, and the two sides rotate their garrison, so the garrison you usually know is actually two teams."
In the Magic City, there are garrison troops in many places.
If we determine the number of troops based on ground detection, then China's army will be less than half.
Fang Ping curled his lips, "Damn, I'm just asking a question, what are you humming to make your nose look clear?"
Glancing at Zhao Lei on the side... Zhao Lei's face was dark, and he looked at Fang Ping from the corner of his eye, his eyes full of anger, "Try beating me again!"
Without looking at him again, Fang Ping continued: "Is there a sun in that cave?"
Tang Feng frowned and said, "We'll ask you these questions later in class. I'm just introducing you to the next arrangements now!"
This guy talks too much nonsense. Didn’t you listen to me and say that he will give you one hour every night from now on?
"Are there any practical courses?"
To be continued...