Fairyland, big problem

Strategy academy training hall.

As the name suggests, the practice teaching venue is similar to the martial arts gym, the difference is that the teaching facilities have a place for large classes.

The first floor of the practice hall is a large empty space. In an area the size of multiple basketball courts, students are practicing exercises under the guidance of their teachers.

After coming to the Strategy Institute for so many days, Wen Jiu finally saw the seniors.

The so-called seniors and sisters, those who are advanced in training basically start to attack the 2-star 'cause point', and sometimes they have to calculate the time for a mission on a weekly basis, which makes it rare for them to haunt the school.

There are also auxiliary teaching tasks.

High-level students from the Strategy Institute will go to universities in Tianma City and surrounding cities to guide students majoring in spiritual practice in actual combat.

University teachers may not have the experience of fighting against evil things so frequently as senior students of the Strategy Academy.

Furthermore, going out to communicate and understand the level of spiritual education in other places is also the knowledge that students of the Strategy Institute must master.

It is said that the pressure is very high. Among the students majoring in cultivation in prestigious schools, there are powerful dark fighters. If a student is a little careless, it will lose the face of the Strategy Institute.

Lying on the guardrail on the second floor of the practice hall, the warm and long-term vision covers the open-air field outside. The senior students can't use their hands and feet indoors and need an open-air martial arts arena.

Watch more of the Sower of Darkness battles, and avoid working behind closed doors.

The No. 1 training ground that Wen Jiu is observing, the type of dark fighter: iron cavalry.

The Sower of Darkness does not have the fighter and mage occupation classifications in the regular game, and they all use psionic power to fight.

Taking other works as an analogy, it can be understood as the chakra in "Naruto" and the grudge in "Fights Break Sphere", which are classified by the form of spells.

The iron cavalry may be used for melee output, or it may be a long-range spell. It is characterized by their spiritual equipment including mounts.

The crotch can be war horses, ligers, and elephants, all of which belong to spiritual equipment. These things are not explained, and they are more similar to mechanical beasts.

If the array deployed in the center of the formation is aimed at iron cavalry dark fighters, the other types of the team will have little effect of the array gain.

Therefore, the type of members in the team determines the operation choice of the formation-type dark fighter.

Moving his steps, Wen Jiu changed his direction and looked at No. 3 Martial Arts Field.

The most common type, the sword-type Sower of Darkness.

The core is the well-regulated sword and other conventional sharp edges in the hands, like the mainstream swordsmen and swordsmen in the martial arts novels.

The two types have something in common. Most of the iron cavalry dark fighters use long-handled weapons, and some use knives, but their core is on the mount; the sword category also includes long-handled broadswords and long spears.

There are intersections in the weapons, and the difference is mostly in the operation system, which also corresponds to different formation styles.

In the same way, once the buff formation of the exclusive sword-type dark fighter is opened, and a cavalry comes in, the benefits are very small.

Lying on the guardrail and watching for a long time, Wen Jiu could feel the senior students' thinking about fighting, but he had gained too little insight in direct martial arts.

The fighting style of summoning elves is different from that of most dark fighters, and Wen Jiu couldn't decide which weapon to choose.

【mum! 】

On the guardrail, Xiangwei cat straightened its body, but its body was the same as a sausage (also called a bullet sausage), and there was no stretching.

"Xiangwei, which type of fighting style do you like?"

[The earliest one, from chug, biu, biu, biu]

"Hot martial arts won't work."

Hot weapons, hot weapons.

All kinds of firearms and explosives dedicated to the Darkness.

Different from the special ammunition guns of ordinary special police, the firearms used by the dark fighters of the hot martial arts class need to be fired with controlled spells, which Wen Jiu can't control.

"Oh? Mu Shenzhou."

He can be regarded as a vice-principal of the Strategy Institute, and sometimes he personally guides students in their practice. Wen Jiu has listened to his courses and has endless aftertaste.

He touched the two record tokens in his pocket.

Today's itinerary is to go to the office building to find a teacher first,

Submit the recorder, but on the weekend...the office building of the Institute of Strategy was closed directly, and there was no guard at all.

Wen Jiu had no choice but to come to the practice hall and martial arts field to watch the students practice with the record symbol.

It's a bit hot to put the recorder on the body, so don't worry if you submit it early.

"Teacher Mu."

Putting away Xiangwei Meow, the red chain synchronized the data, Wen Jiu jumped off the second floor, and walked towards Mu Shenzhou saying hello.

"Oh? Classmate Wen Jiu."

Introduced by Mai Yuqiang, Mu Shenzhou and Wen Jiu got acquainted.

"Teacher, submit a recorder."

"The efficiency is high enough."

Mu Shenzhou smiled calmly, the fluttering windbreaker lining his body as motionless as a mountain.

His senior Mai Yuqiang said about Wen Jiu's "brilliant deeds", so it's really not surprising to take out two record marks.

"A guest will come to see me at the Strategy Academy later, let's go to the office and chat."

"Um."

The locked main entrance of the office building was kicked open by Mu Shenzhou. He couldn't get the elevator, walked up the stairs to the fifth floor, and kicked open the vice president's office.

"Come on, classmate Wen Jiu, don't be shy, just sit where you want."

"Sit whatever you want, I...where to sit."

The office building is a mess, with lunch boxes, dumbbells, and experimental equipment everywhere.

In the ashtray on the desk, the butts of the cigarettes are stuck like sea anemones.

In this kind of environment, it is difficult for Wen Jiu to find a suitable place to stand, let alone sit.

"Uh, hehehe, it's a little messy."

"Yes, there are billions of points of chaos."

There was no place to sit, so Wen Jiu could only stand by the desk.

Teacher Mu Shenzhou has an excellent popularity in the strategy academy, and he can take all men and women.

Thirty-six or seven-year-old's calm demeanor, moon-level strength, tolerant and solid teaching style, many girls privately call him a "male god", and boys also look forward to having such a big brother.

Other aspects are impeccable, what Wen Jiu thought was if the students were allowed to come into the office to have a look, would their dreams be immediately disillusioned.

"Student Wen Jiu, you are very strong, but your shortcoming is that your techniques are too rough."

The flaws are not hidden, the freshmen of the Strategy Institute have independently cleaned up the 1-star 'cause point' after three or four days of enrollment, which has caught up with the footsteps of the previous mid-upstream students.

With the teacher's affirmation, Wen Jiu had to say something polite no matter what.

"Thanks…"

"Um?!"

Before the words of emotion came out, Wen Jiu saw Mu Shenzhou suddenly opened his mouth wide, and the cigarette he was holding fell down accidentally, and the bright red cigarette butt almost hit his crotch.

Fortunately, the moon-level master moved quickly, and he grabbed it back with his hand, and put it in his mouth gracefully.

"Aw~!"

Because he was distracted looking at the record data on the screen, Mu Shenzhou didn't notice that the cigarette he picked up turned around and put the cigarette butt in his mouth.

Simply handed down a classic picture.

"Ooooh, oh! Ooooh."

"Teacher Mu, stop shouting, others may misunderstand."

"Student without conscience, give me water!"

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Wen Jiuleng couldn't find drinking water in the messy office building, so he had to get mouthwash from the toilet.

The cool liquid flows back and forth in the mouth to slow down the burn. Fortunately, the hands are closed quickly, otherwise the ulcer will last for several days.

Up to now, Wen Jiu was still wondering what Mu Shenzhou was frightened by just now.

He obviously observed the data derived from the recorder, the 1-star 'Cause Point' record, so there is nothing surprising about it.

"Cough, cough, cough." Mu Shenzhou pointed at the screen after readjusting his sitting posture. "Look."

"I'm not a data analyst, how can I understand it?"

On the screen, the data derived from the record by a special instrument is like a superimposed combination of more than a dozen radio frequency spectrums with different probabilities, which is so chaotic that it makes the scalp of a layman numb.

"This... this is a record of the fluctuation of evil spirit energy, which is similar to the 'turbid device' you brought back..."