Playground No. 1.

At this moment, teachers and students arrived one after another, many of them were covered in blood, and some came with injuries.

Everyone was extremely solemn. Some of the new students who had not entered the cave were still a little confused, but some people already knew what happened.

In the distance, Fang Ping strode forward surrounded by people.

Fang Ping walked straight to the rostrum, stepped onto the stage, looked around, and loudly said: "Battle of the Magic City, great victory! Great defeat! Glory! Shame!"

"98 instructors died in the battle and 189 students died in the battle!"

"They are all in the middle-grade realm!"

"In just a few months, Mowu went through two wars. Principal Huang Jing died in the battle, and the master of Mowu fell!"

"..."

In the audience, some freshmen were confused and at a loss.

Some old students burst into tears.

In August, the Battle of Tianmen broke out.

In November, the Battle of Magic City broke out.

During the two wars, 223 instructors and 311 students died in battle!

There were more than 500 people, which was the heaviest loss in the past years. Almost all of them were middle-level warriors, and there was one grandmaster level.

If it were more than a year ago, with such losses, Mowu would have completely declined.

"Many teachers and students died in battle! Their military exploits are equally outstanding!"

"In this battle, if you kill 6 ninth-grade experts, it will be considered a great victory!"

"We have lost the Demon City, we have lost the City of Hope, we have lost the Demon City Crypt. Consider it a great defeat! It is an honor and a shame!"

"One school, one cave, becomes a laughing stock!"

"..."

Fang Ping shouted loudly, "Everyone, is it worth it? Is it right or wrong? Whose fault is it?"

"It's my fault, Fang Ping? Minister Zhang's fault? Principal Wu's fault?"

"No one is wrong!"

"What's wrong is war! What's wrong is not being as powerful as humans! The battle between the two worlds is right in front of us. If we don't fight now, when will we fight again? If we are not strong now, when will we become stronger again?"

"Fang will not mention the future of the race, the future of mankind, and the great justice of the country today! Fang Ping will only say one thing today: live for yourself, live for your family, and only fight!"

"Fight to the end! Fight to the end of the war!"

"Either the human race becomes extinct and the whole family dies, or else we return with a great victory and pacify the caves!"

"As a warrior, no one can avoid this battle!"

Fang Ping shouted loudly: "People will die in war, and no one knows if there will be tomorrow! There are more than 10,000 people in the field today, and the war is over, how many people will be left alive! Fang doesn't know!"

No one knows if humanity has a future!

But even so, are you afraid?

Tell me, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

The crowd roared loudly.

"If you're not afraid, then keep fighting! In this battle, we win and lose, but in the end we will win! Mowu counterattacks the cave and gets back what we lost. This is what Mowu should do next!

"

"We need to wash away the shame ourselves! I, Fang Ping, have never been defeated, and this time is no exception! The same goes for you!"

"Kill back! Do you still dare to fight?"

"dare!"

The shouting sounded again.

"It's useless to dare! You are not strong enough! There are still 12 cities in the Demon City crypt, and there are 18 ninth-level realms, dozens of eighteen-level realms, and hundreds of seventh-level realms! Is it useful to just shout slogans? It's useless!"

"Need strength!"

"Only with great strength can we fight our way through this damn war!"

"Do you have such strength? You don't! So Mowu lost, Mowu lost! Mowu became a shame!"

After Fang Ping finished speaking, many people's faces turned red.

strength!

Mowu lacks such strength, they lack such strength.

Now Wu Kuishan, the only ninth-level expert on the surface, is seriously injured and dying.

Among the six eighth-level people, except for Fang Ping and Li Changsheng, the other four were also seriously injured and dying, and were still recovering from their injuries.

With such strength, how can one counterattack the cave?

Fang Ping yelled again: "The passage in the Demon City's crypt is now sealed. Outside the passage, more than ten people of rank nine have gathered. If they fight in, they are seeking death! Fang Ping can invite strong men from all walks of life to help in the fight, and then fight back!"

But are you sure you want this?

Are we sure we need to rely on others to help us get back everything we lost?

They will also die in battle, they will also fail, and they also have their tasks. The Demon City Crypt belongs to Mo Wu, and it was our Fang Ping who asked the three ministries and four mansions to be guarded by Mo Wu!

Now, it's lost, it's in my hands. I don't want to let others lead this battle. This battle is still a war between magic and martial arts!

But war will kill people. If you are still alive today, if you continue to participate in the war, you may continue to die. Are you really willing?"

"willing!"

The crowd was furious and the cheers started again.

"willing?"

Fang Ping suddenly smiled and said: "You are willing, but I am not willing! I don't want you to die again, you are really too weak, you can no longer keep up with us, you have been left behind step by step!

Including some instructors, too!

In today's war, it is no longer enough without high-grade strength, but you are so far away from high-grade, how can you still participate?"

Fang Ping saw that many people had angry expressions on their faces, so he smiled and said: "Yes, I am just irritating you, but in fact, it is not just irritating, but also telling the truth!

Do you know where I have been these days?"

Fang Ping smiled lightly and said: "I went to the depths of the cave! Legend has it that there are countless powerful people deep in the cave! A world more magnificent than you imagine, a more powerful world of sound caves!

There, I saw countless strong men and countless ninth-grade people!

Looking around, there are ninth-grade people everywhere. With one army, 30 ninth-grade people... no, 33!

The seventh grade is like grass. During my trip to the cave, everyone, do you know how many seventh and eighth grade warriors I killed?

Hundreds!"

After Fang Ping finished speaking, his smile faded and he said calmly: "So do you know why I look down on you? You are too weak, so weak that you have no sense of existence!

When a war breaks out in the future, if you are still this strong, cannon fodder... then you will be synonymous with it!

Our opponents can form one or even several high-quality legions of ten thousand people!

Who can resist such an army?"

Under the stage, Tang Feng and others looked heavy and a little worried.

Is it really appropriate to undermine everyone's confidence at this moment?

Regardless of what they thought, Fang Ping smiled again and said: "You have pressure, but it's not enough! You have a sense of crisis, but it's not enough either! If you think our opponent is the Demon City Dungeon, that's a big mistake!

In the past, I always felt that there are some things that I shouldn’t tell you because you are still weak and you cannot bear such a heavy responsibility!

You cannot bear such a burden!

Neither can I!

Even though I am an eighth-grade person, in the depths of the cave, even if I step by step, I will be frightened, and if I make a mistake, I will be doomed and will die without a burial place!"

"Everyone has a common consciousness, to care for young people, care for the weak, and let them grow up slowly!"

"But everyone, I really don't have time! I don't want to be like this, I also want to give you time, and I also want you not to have so much pressure!"

Fang Ping gritted his teeth and shouted: "But the enemy doesn't give us time! Deep in the cave, I saw the seniors who have been guarding Yuhaishan for hundreds of years. They have been guarding Yuhaishan day and night for hundreds of years!"

"I saw the cave warriors hurling insults and humiliating these ancestors who protect mankind!"

"Why did those seniors endure humiliation and bear the burden without saying a word? Martial arts must be fought, and after practicing to such a level, who did they defend the extremely dangerous Yuhai Mountain for whom?

They didn't argue, scold, or reply. Can you understand what I was thinking at that moment?

I'm thinking that one day, I will let these seniors return with glory!
To be continued...