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

[Friendly reminder: the next two chapters will be a bit depressing, so please have some stress relievers ready (although I don't know if my writing style will make you feel down).]

The image on the screen gradually darkened as he stood solemnly saluting.

On the playground, everyone was silent.

But not long after.

Suddenly, a violent coughing sound of blood came from the darkness.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Wang Weibing's hoarse roar became the opening line of this scene.

"The Northern Army..."

"There are no cowards!"

boom!

The screen suddenly lit up.

Beyond the border.

The demon race covered all the land as far as the eye could see.

Wolf demon, bull demon, snake demon, fox demon, rabbit demon...

Dense and numerous, like a surging black tide, they rushed madly toward the Great Wall.

The city wall had long since become a killing field.

The human race defended desperately.

The demon race is making a frantic rush to break through the barrier.

With each breath, a cloud of blood exploded.

With every blink of an eye, someone around me collapses.

No one knows how much longer they can hold on.

Wang Weibing leaned against the city wall, coughing up large amounts of blood.

His right arm had disappeared, leaving only an empty sleeve dangling in the cold wind.

He gripped the knife with his left hand and staggered to his feet.

Ahead, a demonic wolf grinned, its fangs still stained with human blood.

Wang Weibing glared angrily and swung his knife.

"brute!"

"Die, you grandpa!!"

boom!

The demon wolf kicked him in the chest.

Wang Weibing was sent flying backward and crashed hard into the city wall.

His chest collapsed on the spot.

Just as he tried to sit up, a wolf's paw came down on him.

He opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood.

The demon wolf approached with a sinister grin.

Click!

It stepped on Wang Weibing's injured leg.

The sound of bones being crushed was still jarring on the chaotic battlefield.

Wang Weibing groaned, cold sweat instantly pouring down his back.

The demon wolf lowered its head, its voice full of sarcasm.

"Old soldier, your leg still isn't healed?"

It continued to exert force with its feet.

"Ten years have passed, and now you can't even get up?"

"You were so impressive when you were chasing me and hacking at me."

"Why does it look like a puddle of mud now?"

"Hahaha……"

The soldiers fighting in the distance saw this scene and their eyes instantly turned red.

"Instructor!!!"

"Get out of my way! Get the hell out of my way!"

"You beast, let go of my instructor!!"

They rushed this way like madmen.

The blade was chipped, the arm was severed, and the body was torn open with bloody gashes by the monster.

But they still charged toward Wang Weibing.

Wang Weibing turned his head to look at them.

Those children came from different batches of recruit camps.

He remembered all those faces.

One batch after another.

One after another.

He always scolded them.

"The worst class ever."

"You're all so weak, and you're still slacking off?"

"With your meager skills, if you really encountered a demon, you'd probably be scared out of your wits!"

"stand up!"

"Extra training!"

But now.

These brats, whom he had scolded countless times, showed no fear on the real battlefield.

With bloodshot eyes and swords in hand, they charged toward the high-stakes battlefield.

A tear rolled down Wang Weibing's cheek.

He smiled.

Then, he looked up and roared.

"My children!"

"You're not the worst class ever!"

"Each and every one of you..."

"In my heart, they are all the strongest!"

"Give it to the instructor!"

"Survive!!!"

The charging soldiers froze.

Tears welled up instantly, mingling with the blood on their faces, leaving their young faces looking disheveled.

On the sky.

The battlefield background suddenly faded out.

A training anecdote was then inserted.

In the recruit camp.

A group of teenagers collapsed on the snow, exhausted, their chests heaving, too tired to even move a finger.

Wang Weibing stood to the side, leaning on his cane, cursing coldly.

"Lie down, lie down, lie down!"

"You're exhausted from this little bit of training?"

"Back in my day..."

"Hey! Instructor, stop bragging!"

Upon hearing this, the boys immediately scrambled to their feet.

"Let's get up now!"

Wang Weibing glared angrily.

"With your physical abilities, you wouldn't even be able to escape if you encountered a demon you couldn't defeat!"

The boys were all grinning and joking.

"But what about you, instructor?"

"The instructors will definitely protect us, right?"

Wang Weibing twitched his lips and cursed irritably.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

"No respect for elders!"

The boys burst into laughter.

"So, instructor, should we say whether we'll protect them or not?"

Wang Weibing looked at them, his eyes softening for a moment.

"When that time really comes."

"Get the hell out of here!"

"Even if you're a deserter, you must survive!"

Memories were torn apart by cries and screams.

"No!"

"don't want!!!"

On the battlefield.

The soldiers charged forward like madmen.

But there are too many monsters.

They watched helplessly as Wang Weibing was trampled to the ground, but they couldn't break through.

The demon wolf finally realized something was wrong, and its expression changed drastically.

"You're insane!"

It wanted to back away.

Wang Weibing spat out a mouthful of blood, grinned maliciously, and hugged its leg.

next moment.

His body emitted a blinding white light.

The true energy within the Grandmaster's dantian was suppressed to its limit.

That was the grandmaster's last resort.

Boom!!!

A burst of white light erupted.

The monsters within a 50-meter radius were instantly crushed into a bloody mist, and even the city wall was shaken open, creating a crack more than ten meters long.

Only half of the charred cane remained on the spot.

"puff!"

The demon wolf was thrown away by the shockwave and crashed heavily onto the city wall.

It propped itself up, looking at its vanished lower body, its eyes filled with resentment.

"Damn two-legged sheep!"

"You actually abandoned your entire life's cultivation to perish together with me!"

"Damn it..."

"Damn it?"

One after another, heart-wrenching voices rang in its ears.

The demon wolf suddenly raised its head.

The pupils suddenly contracted.

One by one, blood-soaked warriors, carrying knives, heads bowed, and bodies trembling, walked toward it.

They suddenly looked up, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Damn it..."

"It's you!!!"

"No……"

The demon wolf, supporting its mangled body, retreated while shouting madly.

"Come here, demon!"

"Come here, demon!"

"Stop them!"

"Stop them!"

Fifty meters away, a group of warriors had already formed a defensive line, desperately blocking the charging demon race.

A dozen soldiers, each carrying a blood-dripping knife, surrounded them step by step.

puff!

The first cut landed.

The demon wolf howled in agony.

Second knife.

The third cut.

The fourth cut.

The blade, mingled with tears and blood, slashed wildly.

"You deserve to die!"

"Scum! Give me back my instructor!"

"Go to hell!!!"

The demon wolf begged for mercy in agony.

"No... let me go..."

The soldiers stopped talking and just kept cutting, slashing away at the cries of pain into flesh and blood.

Not long after.

All that remained was a pile of minced meat.

The soldiers stood there, covered in blood, their eyes vacant.

They stared at the broken cane lying in the snow, tears streaming silently down their faces.

far away.

A group of rabbit demons, who were moving around the battlefield, saw this scene and their eyes lit up at the same time.

"Now!"

"Minions, unleash your talents on those two-legged sheep!"

"Chirp chirp chirp—"

One by one, the rabbit demons leaped up.

The crimson spiritual impact crashed against the warriors on the city wall like a tidal wave.

The soldiers were already exhausted.

I just witnessed my instructor die.

Their mental defenses were easily breached at that moment.

pat!

pat!

Many soldiers collapsed to the ground, powerless.

The demon's claws were already upon them.

But in their eyes, there wasn't a glimmer of resistance.

Just then.

Snapped! ! !

The sound of a cane striking the ground reverberated in their minds.

Immediately following was Wang Weibing's familiar angry outburst.

"You little brat!"

"Get up!"

That was the sound they feared most when they were trained to their limits and collapsed in the snow.

They struggled to lift their heads.

That cold face seemed to reappear before my eyes.

Wang Weibing, leaning on his cane, stood in the wind and snow, cursing with great vigor.

"If you can still get up, pick up your weapons!"

"Keep practicing!"

"The Northern Army has no cowards!!!"

boom!

The soldiers suddenly regained their senses.

In the nick of time, they grabbed their weapons and fiercely blocked the attack.

Bang bang bang!

Sparks exploded everywhere.

The demon clan's sneak attack was abruptly stopped.

The soldiers wiped the blood and tears from their faces and looked at the broken cane.

Inside their chests, something seemed to reignite, and they responded in unison.

"Instructor!"

"We are not cowards!"

"We can still fight!!!"

The shout had barely faded.

Outside the city walls.

Four overwhelming demonic auras pressed down on the northern border at the same time.

The wind and snow stopped for a moment.

A giant hand slowly pressed down on the breach in the city wall.