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Chapter 62 The Legend of Nuwa This Chapter 6K Words](1/2)

Whether it is fighting or fighting, momentum is a very important factor.

A unit without morale on the battlefield will often defeat the battle even if they are well equipped and trained hard.

If a team with ordinary equipment has a rainbow momentum, they can often exert their combat effectiveness beyond their level in frontal attack legion combat.

Many times, before the war begins, the army will find ways to arouse the morale of the team.

This is true for war, and the same is true for fighting.

In terms of strength alone, the students of the War God Academy came this time. Even if they were on the side with a small number of people, if they formed small military defense formations according to the military theories they learned in normal times and used the not-so-wide space at the school gate to design, even if they faced Feiteng Academy students with ten times the number of people, they could still hold on for a while.

However, these daily theories and individual combat standards are far higher than those of the students of the War God Academy in Feiteng Academy. Faced with the excited and morale of the Boiling Academy students, they completely forgot what they learned in their daily lives.

Almost all of them were panicked for a moment, and their morale was suppressed by the anger of the students of Feiteng Military Academy.

Without morale and formation, the students of the War God Military Academy almost completely lost their advantage.

Unlike the students of the God of War College, the students of Feiteng College are in full swing!

Over the years, Feiteng Academy has always been a member of the grandmother who does not love his uncle and does not love him. Many students even graduate from here and leave the school gate, and it is difficult to have a certain life with the graduation certificate in their hands. However, graduates from several other military academies will receive unified distribution from the state and live with good salaries.

The students of these Boiling Academy have already had great opinions, but there is no place for them to vent.

Today, under the provocation of soldiers and gangsters, they had been suppressed for a long time and completely broke out.

For a time, bricks and iron rods flew everywhere on the field. Except for Nie Yun who was still able to support him with his outstanding strength, the rest of the War Theological Academy had already been beaten to the ground one after another.

"Fatty, look at that boy." Zhang Feng stood outside the battle group and pointed at Nie Yun and said, "This kid is very arrogant. Please ask a few brothers to help him."

"You are too bad." A traitor smile appeared on Dimora's fat face, and several soldiers who were learning magic with him immediately came over: "This kid only cares about fighting and does not pay attention to whether anyone sneak attacks during the battle. As classmates, we have the obligation to add this lesson to him."

As soon as several soldiers finished speaking, the scrolls in their hands began to emit a faint light.

If this faint light was in the dark, it would not be much brighter than a torch, and in such a noisy scene, no one would pay attention to this.

Dimora looked at the faint light emitted by the scrolls in the hands of the soldiers and nodded with satisfaction.

There are still many people who use scrolls to fight on the mainland today, but the biggest disadvantage of scrolls is that when used, the strong light emits easily attracts others' attention. After its improvement, as long as the accuracy of the magic element control is higher, the smaller the light emitted when the scroll is started, it will be difficult for others to notice this.

Several dim lights shot out from the scroll. Nie Yun, who was still on the field the next second, suddenly felt a sense of weakness. He, who was from a famous family, immediately understood that he had been captured by magic. Before he could find the source of magic fluctuations, a brick flew over from the outermost layer of the crowd.

Bang...

The brick hit Nie Yun's golden helmet and suddenly turned into a stone. Although the brick did not cause substantial damage to him, its powerful impact also destroyed his balance.

The next second, the students from Feiteng Academy who were surrounded by him saw this good opportunity and rushed forward and pressed him to the ground.

These students from Feiteng Academy have long disliked Nie Yun. They could even put several opponents in the melee, and they were not hurt at all. This time, they suppressed Nie Yun with their strength and weight, so they would not give him a chance to turn over. The "weapons" in their hands greeted Nie Yun in one go.

Nie Yun was pressed to the ground and couldn't move, and he was so angry! I thought he was a first-class player in the War God Academy. If he could draw his knife to kill, he could have a way out. But now it was just a fight between students between schools, and if the murder was really a big deal. At this time, he was pressed to the ground and could not move and be beaten up by others. Even if the armor could block the physical pain, the mental pain could not be resisted.

What Nie Yun suffered the most was not being pressed on the ground and spanked. What he felt the most was that at this time, he could clearly see who was releasing the magic of the weak technique, but because he was pressed and unable to move, he could not avoid the light that was shot, and he became less and less powerful.

If I had known, I should have worn anti-magic outfits! This thought passed through Nie Yun's mind, and he was so angry that he completely fainted.

The fierce fighting outside the campus gradually calmed down with the sound of the police whistle. Wuming ignored the situation outside the school gate. It was enough for those soldiers to deal with such a thing. The most urgent thing in front of him was to find historical information. The principal not only arranged martial arts classes for him, but also arranged history courses for him. In the words of the principal: "The history of the mainland is a history of war. You are a soldier, so this is the most suitable one."

Wuming couldn't help but shook his head helplessly when he remembered the old principal. This old man who seemed to be sleeping all the time and had already become old and confused would find reasons to increase students' interest in history.

Walking through two bookshelfs, Wuming looked at the dusty literary bookshelf and shook his head gently again. In this era of advocating force, culture seems to have been abandoned.

I picked up a thick copy of "History of the Mainland", gently blew away the dust on the writing, and the exquisitely produced cover appeared in front of me.

Wuming took the book and found a seat by the window, sat down, and gently opened the thick history book.

"Is this..." Wuming opened the first page of history and was stunned.

The first page of history clearly states the origin of mankind: "Nuwa created man".

"Nuwa?" Wuming's body shook slightly, and several pictures flashed quickly in his mind.

In a trance, Wuming felt as if he had thought of something, but he couldn't remember it at all. The pictures in his mind were fleeting, and he could not see clearly what those pictures were. He only kept shouting in his heart: "Fake! Fake! There is no Nuwa in the world! Human beings are from the theory of evolution!"

Wuming tried hard to capture the pictures that kept appearing in his mind. Before he could see the scene clearly, the long-lost headache appeared again, as if there was some power that he didn't want him to remember his previous memories.

“Ah~~~!”

Wuming slowly calmed down with his hands holding his head. The coarse clothes had already been soaked with sweat. The only words flashed in his mind were "There is no Nuwa in the world."

"No Nuwa?" Wuming rubbed his temple hard and said to himself: "What's wrong with me? Why do I never believe in the existence of a god? But I feel very familiar with Nuwa's name and very friendly?"

Wuming calmed down and continued to return to the first page of "History of the Continent": "Nuwa Creating Humans".

This time the strange scene in my mind did not appear again. Wuming was seriously watching the legend of "Nuwa Creating Man".

The book introduces it very simply. Nuwa is a human on the upper body, while Shen is in the form of a snake on the lower part. She is the first god in the world. She uses the soil to make a group of clay people according to her appearance, and then gives them the breath of life. These clay people live and become real humans.

Later, when the great god Nuwa was tired of creating humans, he simply folded a vine and spread it in the soil at will, giving them the energy of life. These also became humans. It was just because they were transformed from mud spots, so they were just inferior people. The first batch of mud people were superior people, and later became human aristocrats, and the mud spots became civilians.

The great god Nuwa is also called the goddess of life by people.

Wuming only felt familiar when he watched the chapter of "Nuwa Creating Man", but he still couldn't remember why he was familiar.

The following chapter became more interesting. Due to the weakness of human beings themselves and unable to fight against the harsh environment of nature, the great god Nuwa seemed to have other important things to do, unable to protect and teach human beings. So a group of "gods" were created, which were in charge of battles, flames, water flows, mountains and rivers, light, darkness, etc. They were the gods of war, fire, water god, water god...

These gods will help and guide human beings.

God is also developing when guiding and helping mankind.

Soon, a theologian learned part of the ability of the great god Nuwa to create humans, and then created orcs.

Not long after, another god also learned part of the ability of the great god Nuwa to create humans and created elves.

So a new round of creation began between the gods, and various strange monsters were created in the hands of different gods, dwarves, giants, and other races also appeared on this resource-rich continent.

The earth is more vigorous, but when humans face these creatures, they appear to be weaker.

Just when the human space was extremely narrowing, the great god Nuwa appeared again and ordered the orders of the creation of the gods to ban the gods and asked the gods to help humans gain a foothold in this land.

From then on, humans gradually began to learn fighting spirit, magic, music, art, and various survival skills.

After a while, the gods moved to the gods' realm. Every fifty years, representatives were sent to accept worship from human elites and other elites of various races. The great god Nuwa would appear on the human world from time to time.

Immediately afterwards is the timeline of Nuwa's appearance. It records in detail the time and place of Nuwa's appearance every time, and also records in detail the mood and thoughts of people when they saw Nuwa.

The most recent appearance of Nuwa was when elites of all races went to worship a hundred years ago.

Seeing this, Wuming asked himself softly: "Is there really a God? God was created only after humans appeared."

Wuming continued to read, and the final summary of "Nuwa Creating Man" made him laugh.

Summary: Humans were created by the great god Nuwa himself, while other races were created by the gods, so human races are nobler than other races.

This divine history is to show the nobility of human beings and other races. Wuming smiled and turned the book to the next page.

The next history of gods is the war between gods. As for why World War II, this continental history is not recorded, and the records are not detailed. Wuming did not care about the reasons for these gods' wars, and the content to be discussed in the next class is not these. He hurriedly scanned the records and continued to look at what happened later in his mind.

A thick mainland Shi Wuming used his ability to remember all the lines at a glance and never forget them. According to the needs of the syllabus, Wuming once again returned to the bookshelf to select the corresponding books.

The two librarians looked at Wuming's speed of flipping books in surprise. In their eyes, Wuming was not reading books, but was just flipping books at the fastest speed.

After reading the historical books, Wuming began to read other books, including introducing the humanities and cultural customs of neighboring countries, as well as introducing the resource situation in various parts of the Shenlong Kingdom and the geographical situation on the mainland.

After reading a large number of books, Wuming discovered a very strange phenomenon, that is, almost no matter what type of books, there are always mentions the existence of God.

In the afternoon, Wuming had read all the history and geography books in the library. First, Wuming reads books fast enough, and second, Feiteng Military Academy is a declining military academy after all, and the library's information is not as rich as the collections of other major military academies. Third, as a military academies, most of the collections in the library are related to military aspects, so there are naturally fewer books in humanities and academics.

After reading books on history and geography, Wuming felt unsatisfied, so he simply started to read other books to increase his impression of the world.

Wuming first reads from the bookshelf where he borrows frequently. Soon he found that martial arts and magic books are the most popular among students, followed by books on biographies. As for real military books, they can only rank third in terms of frequent borrowing.

This is also the helplessness of the students of Feiteng Military Academy. No matter how hard you work to study military tactics and other things, it is almost impossible to use after graduation. If you join the army, you still have to start with ordinary soldiers. In this way, military tactics will have no effect on them after going to the battlefield. What is more useful is the martial arts and magic that improves personal strength.

After flipping through a Douqi book, Wuming slowly read it. The theories above were very superficial. He had already heard of these in the Deep Palace Academy of the Imperial Palace, and had also heard more in-depth explanations.

After trying a few methods of producing Dou Qi, Wuming shook his head again and gave up continuing to experiment. Dou Qi was like the introduction in the book, and it was an insulator for him.

There is no way to practice it, Wuming still read all the books about Dou Qi. The ancient martial arts are not suitable for most students. To improve students' personal strength, you still have to rely on Dou Qi.

Wuming looked at Dou Qi's books over and over again, and slowly summarized the way of practicing Dou Qi according to his own understanding.

Wuming wanted to bring a quill to record his understanding of Dou Qi as a bystander.

Mainland has always been a way for masters to summarize the way of Dou Qi based on their own experience. This kind of Dou Qi studied based on their own physique and life experience is often more suitable for him. Even if future generations learn to learn, they are often not as powerful as those of the founders. This is often the reason why descendants of famous families cannot reach the height of their predecessors.

Of course, there are also talented people who practice based on the information left by their predecessors and combined with themselves to create better fighting spirit to achieve a state that surpasses their predecessors.

However, there are always a few such successful people, and most of the descendants are worse than the previous generation.

Wuming, who cannot practice Dou Qi and studies Dou Qi as a bystander, is the first person in history.

His experience was born in his hands. Who would have thought of a waste body that could not practice Dou Qi? Sometimes he could see the essence of Dou Qi more clearly, or close to the essence of Dou Qi.

Wuming felt more and more comfortable writing. Although he still couldn't understand and understand many things, he knew that if he gave him more information on fighting spirit, he would write better.

But Wuming dared not stop writing. He was afraid that after stopping writing, he would no longer be as clear as he is now, and even if he read more information, it would be in vain.

The sky gradually darkened, and Wuming was still writing, and his special eyesight made him ignore it. It was getting late. The two librarians saw that Wuming was unable to lock the door and could not come forward to urge him, so they had to accompany Wuming to work overtime.

It was completely dark that Wuming completed his work.

Looking at dozens of papers full of handwriting, Wuming's heart, which was rarely excited, couldn't help but feel a burst of pride.

With these things, when taking martial arts classes in the future, students will ask about fighting qi and have confidence in answering questions. There is no need to constantly combine ancient martial arts to explain to others like before.
To be continued...
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