40,000 Years of Cultivation

Rage City.

It seems a strange thing that a town is named after "Raging Wave" at a distance of thousands of miles from the sea.

However, when passengers get off the crystal rail train and stand behind the huge glass curtain wall at the exit of the station, they will find a turbulent "ocean".

It was on an endless wasteland. Because of hundreds of millions of years of violent winds, the rocks were blown over and over again, turning into waves of waves after another, like a sea of ​​solidified weathered rock.

This sea of ​​rocks is black and red.

Black is the color of the rock itself.

Red is stained with the blood of countless Union forces, cultivators and monsters.

The blood of humans and monsters is deeply immersed in the deepest part of the rock. Even if the rock is smashed, a little bit of scarlet can still be found in the black.

Unlike other towns on the Monster Wasteland, there are no military camps around the city of Fury, and no towering walls to guard it.

The humans living here don't need walls, because for many years no powerful monsters have dared to invade this town.

On the contrary, the enemies of Rage City need the strongest walls—even so, it is just to keep their lives alive for a few more seconds.

Nothing can stop the residents of Raging Wave City, the wall is not good, and the fangs and carapace of the monster beast are not good.

This is Rage City.

This is the location of the Great Desolate War Yard, a paradise for hot-blooded men!

Li Yao stood behind the huge glass curtain wall at the exit of the station and watched for a long time, his heart fluctuating like weathered rocks on the wasteland outside.

Behind him there are hundreds of young people who are equally young and passionate, all freshmen who have just got off the trains of different lines.

Looking at each other and smiling, they quickly confirmed the identity of each other, and everyone involuntarily stood up their chests, as if they were an inseparable group from this moment on.

They were all young people with high spirits, and they soon became acquainted with each other. After a while, there was a chattering voice at the exit of the station.

"I'm from Random Hall, brother, which student union are you from?"

"Haha, I'm also from Ranbiantang, but I found my own family. Seeing your arms are so strong, I thought you were from Iron Fist just now!"

"Look, there are so many tattoos on the girl over there, from the head to the tail, she must be the person who draws the ghost symbol-no, she heard it!"

While eavesdropping on the conversations of his classmates, Li Yao thought about the information he had just learned from the freshman admission manual.

The predecessor of the Great Wilderness Institute was a martial art exchange platform for various grassroots warriors in the monster wasteland. Therefore, the school spirit is free, the school rules are loose, and student autonomy is advocated.

It is not the teachers who control each department, but the student union. The student union of each department has great autonomy. The teacher is only a guide. As long as they do not violate the bottom line, they will generally not interfere with the operation of the student union.

Iron Fist Club, Chaos Blade Hall, Ghost Painting Talisman, Lancet, these are the four most powerful student union organizations in the Great Wilderness War Academy.

The Iron Fist Club is a student association for body refiners. All students who disdain to use weapons and firmly believe that the body is the strongest magic weapon will join the Iron Fist Club, constantly hitting the limits of the human body, and refining the flesh and blood body into an indestructible killing machine.

Ranbiantang is the student union of Jianxiu. The students who join Ranbiantang have very superb skills in using cold weapons. Their ideal is to become a superb sword fairy.

The Lancet is the student union organization of the Department of Medicine.

At the beginning, it was difficult for Li Yao to understand why there was a department of medicine in the Great Wilderness War Hospital, and the level was very high. In the fields of surgery and battlefield emergency medicine, it even kept pace with Tiandu Medical College.

After careful explanation of the freshman manual, he understood.

The Dahuang Zhanyuan is a martial arts university, specializing in training fighters, keen on fighting, and advocating actual combat.

Of course, you will suffer various injuries in actual combat, and sometimes it’s not surprising that only half of your life is left. A monster that is ten times more powerful would also scream and rush forward, never frowning.

In this case, a "faculty of medicine" specializing in the treatment of trauma and first aid in the field appeared in the Great Wilderness War Hospital.

Through hundreds of years of accumulation and continuous improvement, many serious patients who were seriously injured on the battlefield and could not even be treated by Tiandu Medical College will be sent to the Department of Surgery and Orthopedics Hospital affiliated to the Department of Medicine of the Great Desert War Hospital for treatment.

The doctors here are good at using a scalpel made from willow leaves to perform the most precise operations. Over time, the "lancet" has become synonymous with Doctor Dahuang.

As for the ghost painting amulet, it was an existence that surprised Li Yao more than the Lancet—it was actually the student union organization of the Art Department.

Li Yao couldn't figure out why he had an "art department" in the Great Wilderness War Academy, and its strength was so strong, leaving his beloved "refining department" far behind his ass.

It was the new student manual that broke the mystery.

There is a very mysterious magical power in the realm of comprehension, called "spiritual pattern technique", which can incorporate magical charms into various patterns and tattoos on people's bodies, so that people can have powerful power without cultivation.

Cultivators who master this supernatural power are honored as "spiritual masters."

In the simplest example, a Netherweave master tattoos a beam of flame on the hand of a cultivator, which contains the mysterious and complicated fire system. When the cultivator blasts his fist, it can naturally drive the flame psychic energy. There is no need for triggering conditions such as knot printing, curse, etc. to erupt.

This is just the simplest and lowest level application of spirit patterns.

A real master of spiritual patterns can draw hundreds of magical charms in small tattoos between square inches, and they are fully integrated into the bloodline and become one with the tattooed person!

It is conceivable that the Lingwen Master is simply the strongest supporter of the body refiner.

A body refiner with spiritual patterns on his body is definitely the most terrifying existence on the battlefield. No one knows what terrifying magical powers his tattoos and blood will evolve after he merges!

Take the red-eyed officer Li Yao encountered on the crystal rail train. He is just a beginner in the foundation construction period. It is logically impossible to fly hundreds of meters in the sky in an instant.

However, the Lingwen master tattooed a pair of light wings on his back, so that at the last moment of his life, his overdrawn vitality stimulated all the magical powers of light wings, and went straight into the sky, blasting an extremely magnificent blow!

The Art Department of the Great Wilderness Academy is a place that specializes in cultivating spiritual masters. It is a unique existence in the entire Federation, and can be compared with similar majors in the Tianhua Academy.

Iron Fist Club, Chaos Blade Hall, Lancet, Ghost Painted Talisman... These four university student associations are the pillars of the Great Wilderness War Academy.

Every year, 80% of the school's education funds and resources will flow into the four major student unions, and the best teachers, venues, and equipment in the school will also be prioritized for use by the four major organizations.

The remaining 20% ​​of the pitiful resources will be competed by a dozen other general professions.

There are even many radicals who believe that the reason why the Dahuang Zhanyuan was at the bottom of the "Ninth National Congress" was dragged down by a dozen other ordinary professions. It would be better to just slash all these ordinary professions and keep only the Tekken Club, Luan Blade Hall, The Lancet, and Ghost Painting Talisman, maybe the ranking can be higher!

"First of all, it is necessary to raise the status of the Refining Department to be the same as the four key majors..." Li Yao thought.

At this moment, a gentle footstep came from behind, and a boy with a stubborn head asked in awe:

"This classmate, your spiritual power fluctuates so strongly, you can't...have awakened your spiritual roots and become a cultivator, right?"

"Wow!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the freshmen gathered around, watching Li Yao curiously.

Everyone has long heard that the "Nine Great" Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers are all geniuses. They didn't expect to see a living evildoer before entering the campus!

Li Yao was a little embarrassed by the scorching eyes of everyone, nodded and said: "Yes, but I just awakened, and my level is very low, it's just one level in the Qi Refining Period."

"Just awakened..."

The bancuntou boy pondered for a moment, as if thinking of something, his eyebrows jumped up, and he cried out strangely, "Are you the one who awakened the spiritual roots at the station and beat the third-level cultivator in the Qi refining stage to a terrible monster?"

Li Yao was taken aback, but he didn't expect that the incident had spread.

At this moment, all the new students are crazy!

The contest between cultivators will set off surging spiritual power fluctuations, which ordinary people may not be able to perceive, but these new students are masters with spiritual root development over 80%, and they naturally perceive the turbulence.

So everyone knows that there was a small conflict between two cultivators at the temporary station.

However, most people were under supervision at that time and didn’t know the details. They only knew that it was a first-level cultivator who had just awakened in the Qi-refining stage, chasing a third-level cultivator in the Qi-refining stage to beat him to the third stage Smashed into a pig's head-or the kind of pickled pig's head that is boneless and flat.

On the train, everyone talked about it—the first layer of the Qi refining period was too fierce, and I don’t know where the monsters emerged.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a classmate, but also a freshman who just entered the Great Desert War Academy!

For a while, everyone looked at Li Yao's eyes very differently, envy, admiration, fanaticism, fear...

"The Great Wilderness War College is worthy of being the number one martial arts university in the federation. Even this kind of fierce person chooses the Great Wilderness War College. I really didn't go to the wrong university!"

"The pressure, the pressure is too great, how can you compare with others if you want to study with such a fierce person in the future?"

"You think too much of your classmates, like this kind of fierce man, of course, the'professor' will personally guide us. The most common freshmen like us are lecturers like'instructors', which is nothing compared to that!"

"I don't know if this fierce man is a body refiner or a sword repairer?"

The Bancuntou boy was full of admiration on his face, and said excitedly: "This classmate, it is our greatest honor to be able to study with a master like you! I don't know-you belong to the Iron Fist Club or the Chaos?"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, most of the students quietly divided into two small groups.

Most of the students on the left have shiny skin, reflecting metal-like luster, and each of them has unusually large joints and flat fists. When clenched, they look like a warhammer with thousands of tempers.

Most of the students on the right have sharp eyes and calluses on their hands, many of them have their fingerprints polished, and there are long and short weapons stuck in their waists.

They are members of the Iron Fist Club and the Ran Blade Hall respectively.