The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

That's true.

The warhammer in his hand was already ablaze with golden flames.

The patterns of creation on the hammer lit up one after another, and Yan Cong, who had been walking unsteadily, straightened his back again.

Not to mention the others.

A faint golden dragon shadow appeared behind Long Aotian.

Luo Feng's mecha is covering his entire body.

The longsword in Wang Quanyue's arms hummed softly.

Li Shuiwang tilted his head, his eyes gradually becoming mad, and licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue.

"If only I could get even a small piece from the class monitor..."

Snapped!

Lin Fan slapped him across the face.

"Eat, eat, eat!"

"Why is your head filled with nothing but food?"

"Squad leader, you dare to have such wicked thoughts?"

Li Shuiwang covered his face and lowered his head in grievance.

Seeing him like this, Lin Fan felt a little sorry for him and patted his shoulder.

I'm not insulting you.

I'm trying to reason with you.

"We are classmates with the class monitor, and classmates can't eat."

Li Shuiwang raised his head.

Why?

"Besides, with the class monitor's current strength, even if he stood there and let you bite him, you wouldn't be able to get a single bite off."

Lin Fan touched his chin thoughtfully as he spoke.

"I reckon only Xingyao could do that..."

click!

A sudden burst of intense heat erupted.

Su Huaying has completed the donning of her divine gear.

She rode on wheels of fire, held a red-tasseled spear, and her long hair flew in the flames.

"Shut up!"

She gritted her teeth, uttered two words, and rushed directly towards the guiding light pillar.

hum!

A flash of light.

Su Huaying disappeared on the playground.

Immediately afterwards, a set of silver and black mecha armor covered Luo Feng's entire body.

Even before his face mask closed, you could still see the barely suppressed excitement in his eyes.

Whether we can win or not is a secondary issue.

Luo Feng bent down, and the thrusters ignited instantly.

"This is a chance to fight against the top experts of all the heavens!"

boom!

He transformed into a stream of light and rushed into the pillar of light.

"I'd also like to see it."

Jiang Mingzi held a talisman between two fingers and took a step forward with a smile.

Fu Guang rolled up his body and carried him to the playground.

Wang Quanyue followed, carrying a long sword.

"I am the same."

Long Aotian snorted coldly, and a dark golden dragon shadow rose from the ground.

Zhuge Wangye unfolded the Qimen Formation plate beneath his feet.

Lin Fan put away the silver needles.

Li Shuiwang licked his lips.

The others also took out their weapons and threw themselves into the beams of light descending from the Ark of the End.

In the end, only Yan Cong was left standing on the balcony.

He shouldered the sledgehammer with one hand, watched his classmates rushing toward the mothership, and sighed helplessly.

"One by one..."

"Don't you feel right unless you get a beating?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Yan Cong had already chased after them, carrying a large hammer.

Whoosh!

The last figure disappeared into the pillar of light.

The evacuation pod of the Ark of the End has closed.

The massive ship hovered above Jinling Wuzhong, and the surrounding space folded up as the entire mothership was gradually swallowed up by intersecting data and light.

On the playground.

The students, who were undergoing military training, tilted their heads back, their lips twitching.

They had just finished weight training.

Class Nine is already preparing to go to the Demon Realm Ruins with the Desolate Emperor to practice their skills.

next second.

The space is collapsing inward.

The Ark of the End has completely disappeared.

Only a lingering blue streak remained high in the sky, pointing directly to the northern border.

"Damn it..."

"We're both eighteen, so how come there's such a huge difference in our ages?!"

On the playground, students were lying haphazardly all over the ground.

The heavy equipment was left aside, its metal casing still covered in dirt and sweat.

Some people were too lazy to even move a finger, while others looked up at the sky, their chests heaving violently, each breath they took carrying a burning pain.

High in the sky, the Ark of the End has vanished.

Class Nine has already gone with the Desolate Emperor to the Demon Realm's Ruins to practice.

They stayed on the playground for extra practice.

The differences between people have been laid out so directly for the first time.

"Snap—"

The instructor stood at the front of the group and suddenly lashed out with his belt.

The loud explosion startled several students who had just closed their eyes, causing them to sit up abruptly.

"Everyone, break is over!"

"Keep practicing!"

A series of screams suddenly erupted across the playground.

"ah--"

"No! Instructor! We've only rested for less than five minutes..."

"What??"

The instructor's eyes widened, as if he had just heard something incredible.

The next second, he raised his hand and rubbed his temples, his tone heavy with sorrow.

"I actually gave you guys a five-minute break!!!"

"No, next break will be three minutes."

"..."

The playground fell silent for a second.

Immediately afterwards, the students who had been lying on the ground all started rolling around in a panic.

"Ahhh..."

"I'm not practicing anymore!!"

"I want to go home! We haven't even reached the battlefield yet! We're already being trained to death!"

"My legs aren't my legs anymore!"

"Instructor, this is murder!"

Seeing the students groaning all over the ground, the instructor tightened his grip on the belt.

His gaze swept across the young faces.

Some people were pale, some had trembling lips, and some had uncontrollable twitching in their calf muscles.

These children have indeed reached their limit.

For a fleeting moment, his lips moved.

Let's take a break.

These words were already on the tip of my tongue.

But he swallowed it back in the end.

The next second, the instructor looked up, the hesitation in his eyes forcibly suppressed, leaving only sternness.

"Everyone!"

"I'm warning you again!"

"Get up right now! Otherwise, you can forget about dinner tonight!!!"

"Fine, I won't eat it then!"

"We're going to starve to death anyway! We're not training!"

"Not practicing?!"

The instructor gripped the belt tightly, veins bulging on his forehead.

His eyes slowly reddened.

"Have you all forgotten?!"

"What day is it today?!"

No one spoke anymore.

The instructor pointed to the sky, his voice booming across the playground.

"A hundred years ago! The four borders pressed in, invading our land and killing our ancestors!!!"

"Didn't you guys see that just now!?"

"Our soldiers! Are being slaughtered at will by those insects!!"

"Senior Zhou Lang! What did he do to save his recruits?!"

The rolling sound on the playground stopped.

A boy who had just been lying on the ground complaining of being tired propped himself up.

The girl next to him also slowly sat up straight.

All eyes were on the instructor.

The instructor raised his hand and pointed to the golden streaks of light that had not yet completely dissipated above the playground.

"He burned his cultivation!"

"He burned the foundation!"

"Even his soul was ablaze!"

"For what?!"

His voice was already trembling.

"It's all to save more new recruits!!!"

As the last few words were spoken, the instructor finally shed tears.

"Are you saying you're not going to practice now?"

"Do you want to be the ones who drag the team down on the battlefield?!"

"You want your comrades to risk their lives to save you?!"

Answer me!!!

On the playground, the students' throats tightened.

Some people looked down at their hands, which were wrapped in bandages.

Some people recalled those in the sky

The soldier, torn apart by the swarm of insects, began to tremble.

Some people were clenching their teeth, their eyes already red-rimmed.

"In no mood……"

The first sound was very low.

The instructors looked at them.

"I can't hear you!"

"In no mood!!!"

This time, the sounds came from all directions at the same time.

"In no mood!!!"

"We don't want to!!!"

"We don't want others to die for us!"

The voices of male and female students were mixed together, and at first it was a bit chaotic.

Soon, the sound grew louder and louder.

Finally, the entire playground was filled with shouts.

The instructor raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his chest still heaving violently.

He only spoke after the sound subsided slightly.

"Please forgive me for being too harsh just now."

"But that's just how cruel the reality is."

He paused for a moment and looked at the students who were still sitting on the ground.

"You don't want your descendants to travel through time and space to arrive here, only to find that besides those monsters from Class 9..."

"You guys are even worse than them, aren't you?"

"..."