I Am Not The Machine King Chapter 45

　　 Tianshui Military Academy in 2022, the first practice day.

In the training area of 　　 Combat One, all the freshman elites in red school uniforms were talking in twos and threes.

　　 "This atmosphere feels weird."

　　 Stepping into the training area, Wu Di and Han Yu are also playing drums in their hearts.

　　 The military academy combat elites from the entire Southwestern District have gathered in this place, and their aura is naturally different.

　　From the perspective of realm, the worst is Lin Yuan, who has just been promoted to a third-level martial artist.

　　 No freshman dared to be late for the first class.

　　 Lin Yuan looked around, there were about 500 elites in the fighting class, and there were only about 20 female warriors, which was extremely rare.

　　 After a while, a loud voice sounded behind the crowd in the area that was originally noisy.

　　 "All combat is a freshman."

　　 "Form a horizontal line with five meters apart, line up to report the number!"

　　 Everyone looked back, and a handsome instructor arrived first.

　　 Outstanding temperament coupled with a slashed cheek, handsome but masculine, very attractive.

　　 Before the class started, all freshmen had received information from dozens of instructors in a subject.

　　 Instructor Lu Cheng, a fourth-level warrior, a metallic spirit species.

　　 But generally everyone will use the "strengthening" warrior instead of the "metallic" warrior.

　　 The Five Elements Spirit Seed, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

　　 Wood, water, fire, and soil can all be embodied. Choose military path, air path, or dual repair of air force.

　　 Only the metallic spirit-seeded attributes cannot be embodied, and can only choose the military path.

　　This kind of strengthened warrior is excellent in physical function and will fight with cold weapons.

　　 Hearing Lu Cheng's order, all the freshmen moved quickly and immediately formed a line.

　　 Because the entire martial arts battle area is very wide, it is not a problem at all.

　　 "Report the number!"

"1!"

"2!"

　　 "511!"

　　 Just before everyone reported the count, four more instructors came one after another and stood in front of the team.

　　 Among them is the instructor Zheng Yin who had a relationship with Lin Yuan and the others.

　　 After the count was over, Lu Cheng gave a military salute to the middle-aged scumbag man in the front, and said loudly:

　　 "Report Su Jiao!"

　　 "Fighting one course! 492 males! 19 females!"

　　 "All 511 freshmen are here!"

"Ok."

　　 This middle-aged man has scattered short hair and thin stubble.

　　 It's not scent but not decadent at all.

　　 His eyes swept across the many new students, and everyone could feel the amazing suffocation.

　　 "Su Wutian."

　　 "He is Su Wutian."

　　 Lin Yuan's heart was full of waves.

　　 The strongest in the Southwest Branch of Tianshui Military Academy.

　　 is also the only sixth-level martial artist!

　　 The chief instructor of the fighting department.

　　 Zheng Yin, Lu Cheng, and two other instructors all stood behind Su Wutian.

　　 Su Wutian's voice is a bit wild and domineering:

　　 "I'm Su Wutian, the chief instructor of the first battle division."

　　 "I hope you know three points."

　　 "The first point, from the moment you choose the military academy, your lives are not just yours."

　　 "It belongs to the country, it belongs to the people."

　　 "The second point, the military academy will never raise waste."

　　 "The third point, the military academy teaches killing skills, and your hands will definitely be stained with blood!"

　　 Everyone listened carefully, and didn't dare to make the slightest change.

　　 As the chief instructor, Su Wutian doesn't bring too many classes in person, but it is said that they will be very bloody.

　　 In the first few years when he came to the military academy, the first lesson of Su Wutian was to let these freshmen who fight for the first class kill prisoners of war, which was extremely cruel.

　　 Later, under the suggestion of several instructors, it eased a little bit.

　　 "The first lesson I teach you is combat stance."

　　 "I hope you can learn it in one day."

　　 "Don't say I didn't give you time to prepare."

　　 "Lu Cheng!"

　　 Su Wutian's voice fell, and Lu Cheng from behind took a step forward.

　　 clenched his fists, putting on a fighting posture.

　　 Spiritual power surging throughout the body, the spiritual power of the fourth-level martial artist has been mobilized to the extreme, and his expression is focused!

　　 The next moment, Su Wutian's figure moved.

　　 Lightning sideways, step, shoulders, elbow!

　　 The muscles of the shoulders and elbows suddenly swelled, and the momentum of the whole person was like a big mountain blasting towards Lu Cheng!

　　 boom——

　　 "I fuck..."

　　 "Worri..."

　　 At this moment, the pupils of all the new students suddenly shrank, and even Lin Yuan shuddered.

　　 The power of this fist of the sixth-level martial artist is so great, just one fist blasted Lu Chengsheng away!

　　 A line of blood flew out of the sky, and Lu Cheng's body traversed an arc and fell heavily to the ground!

　　 But Lu Cheng's figure did not stop there.

　　 With a loud bang, Lu Cheng rolled sideways after landing, supporting the ground with both hands!

　　 The muscles of the whole person swell rapidly, ready to explode at any time, while gasping for breath.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 This punch is really not a kind of pure punch for demonstration, but a real punch.

　　 The blood spilling from the corner of Lu Cheng's mouth can also be clearly felt.

　　 The mood of everyone has not yet eased, Su Wutian's voice sounded again:

　　 "Remember, on the battlefield, the battles you have to face are life and death!"

　　 "The opponent you face is not an opponent you can defeat."

　　 "It is possible to be a fifth-level martial artist, a sixth-level martial artist, or a seventh-level martial artist."

　　 "But the result is the same, either you die or the enemy dies!"

　　 Su Wutian walked slowly towards the green-haired boy in front of him.

　　 On the other side, an instructor from the medical department passed through the team and stood still about a hundred meters away.

　　 Su Wutian continued:

　　 "No matter what state the enemy is."

　　 "As a warrior of the Heavenly Water Kingdom, I didn't wait for death!"

　　 "No matter what kind of attack you receive, you must always maintain a fighting posture."

　　 "Look for a chance to survive, or even fight back."

　　 All freshmen understand the content of this lesson.

　　 No matter what kind of severe damage he suffered, he must show a fighting stance.

　　 is different from the practice of anti-strike ability ~www.mtlnovel.com~ This time, it is the practice of heavy injury!

　　 Seeing Su Wutian walking in front of him, the green-haired boy Yang Wen was very nervous.

　　 However, he still released all the spiritual power of his third level and second door, and he was ready to deal with the impact.

　　 Lin Yuan looked at the first freshman.

　　 The next scene was extremely brutal, causing the hearts of all the new students to tremble suddenly!

　　 Boom!

　　 Su Wutian randomly kicked Yang Wensheng flying about a hundred meters away, and smashed it down heavily.

　　 is different from Lu Chenggang's battle demonstration.

　　 The green-haired boy fell on the ground and bounced, and then remained motionless, as if completely lost consciousness.

"I……"

　　 "Fuck..."

　　 Wu Di suddenly felt that his legs were weakening.

　　 Lin Yuan turned his head and looked around. The instructor of the medical department a hundred meters away performed a healing technique.

　　 After one treatment, the green-haired boy became conscious and gradually came to his senses.

　　 As a sixth-level martial artist, Su Wutian has undoubtedly strong spiritual control.

　　 This kind of non-critical part attack will have a short shock in the air, and the probability of an accident is very small.

　　 At the back, an instructor's pamphlet is recording.

　　 [Yang Wen: unqualified].

　　 Su Wutian walked slowly in front of the second freshman.

　　 Hongsheng said to all freshmen:

　　 "You can use any spiritual skills to assist in landing."

　　 All the freshmen's eyes flashed, thinking they saw hope.

　　 But later I found out that it seemed to have no effect...

　　 One after another freshmen flew out!

　　 13 freshmen in a row, all fell heavily, no difference from the result of the first freshman Yang Wen!

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