Dragon Sword God

Chapter 109 Looking Back at History
Xiang Hao's words made many people cry bitterly. This kind of sadness is hard to understand without personal experience.

"I, Ouyang Xiaotian, swear that I will go to the border and fight bloody monsters."

"I, Jiang Feng..."

One person after another knelt down and made oaths, until everyone knelt on the ring and swore bloody oaths. This scene was moving.

"Xiang Hao has the ability to be a commander, he has boiling blood, strength, and more importantly, he has a kind of appeal." Scar said in a deep voice, looking at the scene on the ring, he clenched his fists.

The other veteran students who noticed this side had different expressions, but most of them were a little moved, as if the silent fighting spirit had been infected and was about to burn.

As for those new students who chose not to participate in the battle of honor of the strong, they all lowered their heads in shame at this moment, as if they understood the meaning of this cruel competition.

"Okay, they are all men. Next, instructor Shui and I will take you to see something. After watching it, the 50 people who won the final victory on the stage will be rewarded. Of course, there are also other people who participated in the ring. As for those who did not participate, Not eligible to get it." Scar said indifferently.

Soon, dozens of people rushed onto the arena, quickly carried away the corpses on the arena, and cleaned up the blood on the arena. The breeze blew, and it was still fresh and intoxicating, but everyone's mood changed.

Under the leadership of two instructors, Xiang Hao and others came to a quiet place. There was an ancient hall in front of them, called the Temple of Sacrifice, and connected to this ancient hall, there were two other halls, which were connected to each other. Three halls.

After coming here, the expressions of the two instructors became more serious, with a kind of respect and piety.

After entering the Hall of Sacrifice for Heroes, the expressions of all the students changed.

In the first hall, a hundred spiritual tablets are enshrined, all of which are heroes who died in battle during the war.

The god of General Yang Ming.

Ye Mofei is the god of the great general.

The god of General Liu Jiu.

……

The students looked at them one by one, saluted respectfully, looked dignified, and felt a kind of sadness and pride.

"Remember these seniors, without them, we would be struggling under the domination of the Yaozu today." Dao Scar said loudly, and he kept saluting to the spirit tablet.

When entering the second hall, there are still densely packed spiritual seats. There are more spiritual seats here, as many as 180, all of whom are generals, and there are a few commanders among them. It can be seen that there are too many people who died during the war.

When we reached the third hall, there was finally no spiritual seat, only a huge ancient mirror floating in the hall that could accommodate hundreds of people.

"You all will look back at history, kneel down!" Scar said heavily, first kneeling on the ground, followed by Shui Ruoling, and then all the students knelt down.

Suddenly, a skinny old man appeared silently in this hall. The old man's white hair was like wormwood, his eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were cloudy, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

"Senior Luo, I'm really sorry that we're here to disturb you again." Shui Ruoling said respectfully.

The old man waved his hand, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, and said hoarsely: "These young people really need to understand that sad time."

The old man turned around, stared at the huge ancient mirror, and softly read something that no one could understand.

Boom, the ancient realm immediately emitted a bright light. When the light faded and he could look directly at it, Xiang Hao and his group of new students were shocked.

I saw a huge city appearing on the ancient land. On the streets of the city, there were constant hawking, talking and laughing. A woman walked by leading a child, and the child's smile was bright and clean.There are old people walking on crutches, enjoying the afterglow of the sunset... a peaceful scene.

However, a giant palm that suddenly appeared changed everything.

This giant palm was covered with white hair, and it fell like covering the sky and covering most of the city. Countless buildings were broken, and tens of millions of people were killed instantly, including that clean child with a bright smile, and the one who was enjoying An old man in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Stupid human beings, your doomsday is here." A thunderous voice shook the world, and then, a large number of ferocious beasts stepped into the air, covering a large area, rushing into the city, and launched a brutal massacre. , They gnawed on humans crazily, and the scene was bloody and violent.

There was a woman holding a baby who was swallowed by a monster in one gulp, and blood flowed out from the corner of the monster's mouth. This scene was so chilling.

The screen jumps to another city, a different city, but it is the same tragedy, people are devastated, and blood flows like a river.

Finally, an endless army appeared, and a large number of strong human races emerged and began to fight against the monster race. They were not afraid of death, and their roars resounded throughout the world. Take half a step back.

"Protect my country and drive away the demon clan."

"Kill, kill all these beasts."

Countless people were screaming and roaring hysterically.

In the ancient realm, the screen began to flicker continuously. There were bloody battles in the vast and boundless desert, and there were desperate struggles in the mountains and ravines. Corpses were everywhere, which was extremely tragic.

However, the human race is obviously weaker than the monster race, and every battlefield, the corpses of the human race are piled up like a mountain.

……

When the ancient realm was extinguished and all the pictures were silent, the scene was completely silent, and some people shed tears. This tragic history moved people.

Xiang Hao clenched his fists, his nose was sore, looking back at history, how many families were destroyed in that era?How many heroes are buried in the battlefield?Cannot be measured.

"Leave." The skinny old man waved lightly, and then his figure disappeared into the hall out of thin air.

A group of people left the Hall of Sacrifice for Heroes, their hearts were very heavy, and no one spoke.

It was not until he returned to the practice field that Scar took a deep breath and said, "Have you seen it? That is history, a bloody history. The ancestors used their lives to save the lives of hundreds of millions of people in the land of Dongzhou. We , is there any reason not to work hard?"

"The monster race is ready to move and may attack again at any time, so we need to become stronger as soon as possible and defend our dignity. The battlefield is cruel. If we don't practice desperately now, we will die on the battlefield. The meaning of the existence of the Shinto Academy is to cultivate true A strong man who is fearless in life and death." Shui Ruoling said coldly.

"Instructor, I was wrong, I should go to the battle of the strong."

"I was wrong."

Those new students who hadn't participated in the battle of honor of the strong before, knelt on the ground one by one at this moment.

"Don't admit your mistakes, none of you are wrong, as long as you think that you can defend your home and country on the battlefield, and you can not die in vain on the battlefield, then you don't have to listen to the instructor's arrangement." Scar said coldly, mercilessly.

"Instructor, people are not sages, and there is nothing wrong with them. I believe that they are all good men who stand up to the sky. Please give them a chance." Xiang Hao walked out with a solemn expression.

(End of this chapter)