Heavenly Jewel Change

No matter how many crises have been experienced in the past two days, at least for now, it has been passed. The cult and the academy should not come to embarrass me for the time being. In the next days, as long as I keep a low profile, there should be nothing. Big problem. The most urgent thing is to buy some necessities for making Condensation Scrolls. This Condensation Scroll is really a huge profit, and it will make a lot of money. After returning to the Tiangong Empire, there will be even more capital.

The reason why Zhou Weiqing made a condensing scroll for his classmates in a big way is to cultivate, and if he simply made a condensing scroll according to the design taught by Huyan Aobo, it is actually for him. There's nothing too big, it's just a simple increase in proficiency. But it is different to make a condensed scroll for a person, and he needs to design it all by himself. For example, of the six sets of intermediate-level condensing scrolls made yesterday, the one that took the longest was the one made for Kou Rui, and the whole half of the time was spent on his set.

Since entering the Royal Fei Li Military Academy, Zhou Weiqing has increasingly discovered the importance of a shaper. It is more urgent for him to become an excellent shaper than to become a powerful Tianzhu master. Because, only by the side of a powerful condensing master can we recruit enough powerhouses. This is the key to the future development of the Tiangong Empire. Although the Fei Li Empire was not his own country by any means, in Zhou Weiqing's heart, the status of the Heavenly Bow Empire could never be replaced by any other country. This is the charm of the motherland.

"Dear, class is over. . . . Zhou Weiqing lowered his head and kissed Shangguan Bing'er on the face. [Happy New Year]

Shangguan Bing'er opened her eyes hazy, and saw a big mouth kissing her, she was startled and hurried away." She turned over and jumped up before she remembered where it was, and her pretty face blushed slightly. Zhou Weiqing said, "Little Fatty, this is the academy, you should be more restrained. ,…

Tong Weiqing was overjoyed, "So you don't need to restrain yourself when you go home at night? ...,

Shangguan Bing'er laughed and said, "Stop doing this, I've already been immune. Let's go to class, let's go.  …

The afternoon class was about personal military literacy, which was tested in the square. This person's military literacy mainly cultivates the combat ability of individual soldiers, not the simple battle of the Pearl Master. It also includes a variety of individual combat skills such as lurking, sniping, and luring the enemy in actual combat. This is a very important course at the Philippine Royal Military Academy. In each year's assessment, there are three courses that must be passed, and there are two other courses, namely case analysis and tactics. These three courses must be passed at one time, and there are opportunities for make-up examinations for other subjects. If any of these three doors fail, they will be expelled directly.

The square of the Feili Royal Military Academy is very large, and the students of the civilian class have gathered on the left side of the square one after another. On the other side of the square, there is another class in **... Obviously, they are also going to take a personal military literacy class. It was a high-grade noble class, with more than 40 people, and many people were looking towards it.

"Line up, **.

"Minghua's voice sounded, and all the 29 students of the civilian population immediately shot into two lines, with Zhou Weiqing and Ma Qun naturally at the back of the team.

When Zhou Weiqing saw Minghua, her eyes lit up. She changed into a rosy red outfit with her hair pulled up behind her head. At this time, Minghua was no longer charming, but she was full of heroic spirit, and her whole body seemed to be full of battle. **Similar.

Minghua's eyes swept across the faces of the students, and after confirming that everyone was in attendance, she nodded and said, "This morning's test papers will be reviewed in two days. I believe you have a good idea of ​​the results. I don't care about your past. How do you study, from now on, you are already a part of the Royal Royal Military Academy of Fei Li, and you must study according to my requirements. Otherwise, I don't mind clearing the unqualified people at the end of the school year. Those who have not completed all four academic years Students, you will not be admitted to have studied here. Monitor. …,

Zhou Weiqing hurriedly stepped forward and finished, "Here. . . .

Minghua glanced at him and said: "Let everyone run around the square ten laps. I will give you a quarter of an hour, and if you fail to run back in a quarter of an hour, you will add another ten laps."

"Yes. . . . Zhou Weiqing agreed, although this square is a bit big for a lap of 800 meters, but for him, running ten laps is no different from walking in a courtyard.

"Teacher, do we also want to run away from the Jewel Master?" At this moment, a timid voice in the class asked. It was a female student. Zhou Weiqing vaguely remembered that she was a water-type Intention Jewel Master, like Ye Tingxue. That weak look as if a gust of wind can blow.

Minghua glanced at her and said lightly: "I'm talking about the whole, don't you understand?" [Yi Kuang wishes everyone New Years]

Ye Tingxue was about to cry after being reprimanded by her. She is a two-bead-level water-type Intentional Jewel Master. Although her body is a little stronger than ordinary people, she has the support of heaven. However, she couldn't do anything like running eight kilometers in a quarter of an hour. In addition to the ten laps of punishment, I am afraid that even if you don't die, you will have to peel off the skin.

Not only her, but all six Yizhu masters in the class showed embarrassment on their faces.

"Stand at attention, turn right." Zhou Weiqing shouted, glanced at Minghua, and laughed secretly in his heart, are you trying to cause me a problem? He underestimated me too.

"Ma Qun, Kou Rui, Yan Zhexi, Shangguan Bing'er, each of you will bring a Yizhu classmate, I will bring two people, import before running, ... Zhou Weiqing shouted and took the initiative to choose two Yizhu teacher male students, The way he treats people is also simple. He places his hands under the armpits of the two of them, taking the lead and running at the front.

The four people who heard his name did not dare to neglect, Shangguan Binger went to Ye Tingxue, Yan Zhexi and Kou Rui brought another female student respectively, and when they arrived at Maqun, they stabbed one of them, although not as tall as possible. He, but he seems to be a student whose weight is not much different from his own. Ma Xiang secretly cursed in his heart, “I’m just slow, I’m losing a lot of money.” But he didn't dare to neglect, he dragged the Yizhu student and ran. The other body beads students naturally did not have the problem of running difficulties, all twenty-nine people quickly entered the outer track of the square and ran wildly.

There was a hint of surprise in Minghua's eyes, she really didn't expect Zhou Weiqing to come up with a solution so quickly, she pouted, stood there and started recording laps.

As Zhou Weiqing ran, he shouted in front: "Our civilian class is a whole, no matter what we do, no one of our classmates can be left behind. If it is on the battlefield, we can trust each other with our backs. The opponent's comrades in arms. Maybe we can't do it now, but we must work hard in this direction. Everyone just needs to remember now that we are a whole." As he said this, he thought to himself that the most important thing in the future Move to our Tiangong Empire as a whole, hehe.

They finished running in one lap. Just when they started to run the second lap, suddenly, with a hoot, a student from the Civilian Class 1 collapsed suddenly.

Although Zhou Weiqing was at the front, he kept paying attention to the formation of the students behind him, and immediately turned around to look. I saw a male student already lying on the ground with his hands covering his lower abdomen with a painful look on his face. In front of him was a feathered arrow without an arrow.

"Stop,... Zhou Weiqing shouted loudly, and the students of the Civilian class stopped immediately, and everyone's eyes turned to the other class on the side of the square that was conducting a personal military literacy class.

The aristocratic students in that class were practicing archery. Their targets were about 100 yards long. The whole class was on the side of the square. No matter how you looked at it, they shouldn't shoot arrows in this direction. Although the arrow did not have an arrowhead, the pain of being shot like this can be imagined.

I saw a noble student jokingly said to this side: "Oh, I'm sorry, I missed the shot. That junior, are you alright."

The teacher of the noble class was not there, it was just that they were practicing by themselves. After the noble student said this, he added, "This moving target is really better than playing with a fixed target. If you are interested, you can try it! Ha ha."

His words immediately caused laughter among the noble students, while the students in the civilian class were glaring at him.

Minghua was recording the number of laps, and the sudden change shocked her. Fortunately, there were no arrow clusters, otherwise the arrow would be seriously injured.

"Bastard, are you courting death?" Minghua shouted angrily.

Those aristocratic students are really afraid of her, most of them still know the prestige of the flower of the underworld, and they immediately restrained a bit.

At this moment, Zhou Weiqing strode to Minghua's side, whispered something in her ear, Minghua frowned slightly, and after a while, she nodded to him. Just turned around and walked away. Among the students in the civilian class, those who are interested saw that when Teacher Minghua left, there was a slightly evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Weiqing returned to the ranks of the class, picked up the feather arrow, and shouted to the noble students over there, "Senior, return your arrows to you." His tone was extremely gentle, even with a few words in it. Feeling flattering, there was a naive smile on his face. But the feather arrow in his hand has been thrown out.

He threw it out with his hands, and it was only about fifty yards from where they were to the noble students. Under the surprised gaze of the students of the civilian class, this arrow was even more aggressive than the bow shot by the noble student before, and the distance of fifty yards almost disappeared in a flash.

A scream followed, and the arrow hit the ass of the noble student who had just turned around, and the arrow was shot from somewhere deep in the middle of the ass.

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