The two apprentices guarding the door swallowed hard.

One of them said loudly and calmly:

"Your Majesty Nioh! Lord Otani, Master Soda, and the teachers, we have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Having said that, the two doormen reached out their hands at the same time and pushed open the door in a tacit understanding.

The main door of the military academy is facing east and west.

That is to say, when the door is pushed open, as the door crack is opened little by little, the warm winter sun hanging high in the sky, and the clear sky dyed milky white by the slightly white sun, are magnified, like a slow slowdown.

Like a slowly opened scroll, Qingdeng's eyes were filled with a feeling of "sudden enlightenment".

The sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the door and hit his body, illuminating his face bit by bit.

The spacious and tidy Hakushu, the brick roads connecting the venues, the sparse and suitable vegetation...the typical Japanese architectural structure.

[Note·Hakushu: The place where the front door of a Japanese-style mansion is paved with fine white stones.]

However, there was one thing that surprised Qingdeng and the onlookers outside.

"oh?"

Qingden raised his eyebrows, with a playful expression on his cheeks.

I saw that the left and right sides of Baizhou were filled with fully armed warriors. Roughly speaking, there should be about three hundred people.

They all faced the masonry road in the middle of Baizhou, with swords drawn in their hands, the blades standing on their chests, and the tips of the swords pointed straight at the sky.

The sword in his hand and the armor on his body turned into dazzling silver waves spreading in all directions in the morning light.

Judging from their age, they should be apprentices in a martial arts school.

In order to ensure the quality and loyalty of future officers of the shogunate army, the military training institute only recruits the best from the flag book.

Because the enrollment scope is for outstanding students in the banner, the apprentices of the martial arts school generally have a very good family background, eat well, sleep soundly, and have a body that is much taller and stronger than the average person.

Although their overall quality is far from being called the masters of tigers and wolves, their mental outlook is undoubtedly much better than those of the dandy young masters who wait to die and the decadent and depraved ronin.

At this time, the onlookers outside the gate all looked over because they noticed the strange movement inside.

After seeing the scene inside the door clearly, they were all shocked.

More than three hundred warriors armed to the teeth, with steel swords unsheathed in their hands, line up in a neat queue, staring at you eagerly... Don't underestimate such a battle.

Being intimidated by the mighty battle - the best example is the famous historical event two thousand years ago: Jing Ke's assassination of the King of Qin.

At that time, Qin Wuyang, who had killed someone at the age of 13 and no one else dared to look at him head-on, had just entered King Qin's palace when he was so frightened by the majestic King Qin's honor guard that he trembled all over and could not move.

Although the formation arrayed by the apprentices of the Jiangwu School cannot be compared with the ceremonial guard of King Qin, it is not something ordinary people can bear.

Ordinary people would feel weak in their legs just by taking a look at them, let alone walking between them.

The onlookers outside were still stunned...but Qingdeng had recovered from his initial surprise.

Compared to before, his expression and demeanor had not changed at all.

If I had to say something... it would be that there was an extra arc in the corner of his mouth that looked like a smile but not a smile.

He stepped forward without fear.

Just as one of his legs crossed the threshold, invisible waves escaped from his body and headed forward...

…

…

Otani Seiichiro's brows suddenly jumped.

At this moment, looking around the dojo, he was not the only one whose expressions suddenly changed.

Kiyone Eda, Susumu Oishi, Noburo Imai, Kanyoshi Sakakihara, Hideaki Itami... the most powerful people in the martial arts school all had expressions changing.

As if they sensed something, they raised their heads in unison and looked in the direction of the door.

"Imai-kun," Sakakibara Kankichi said with a smile, "I'm afraid your plan to 'intimidate Niou' has failed."

Imai Noburo shrugged nonchalantly and grinned:

"Good guy, are you going to do this... This is really beyond my expectation!"

At this time, Oishi Jin turned his head and said to the apprentices who stayed in the dojo and the academic teachers in front of him:

"Hey, juniors and you guys who are good at writing, please get out of here quickly, be careful that your body can't bear it."

Someone asked in confusion:

"Huh? What do you mean you can't bear it?"

"I'll explain to you later, but just stay away."

As soon as Dashi Jin finished speaking, a sudden strange sound attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

"Uh huh...!"

A certain apprentice was half lying on the ground with a pale face and sweat on his forehead.

The person sitting next to him immediately helped him up in a hurry:

"Hey! What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

This man's strange behavior is just the beginning.

It was like a chain reaction, with more and more people collapsing to the ground in pain.

"What's going on...it feels so uncomfortable...!"

"Huh...! Huh...! Huh...! Panting, I can't breathe...!"

"My head...my head..."

…

Looking up, the entire dojo collapsed.

Seeing this, Yitian Qingyin sighed softly:

"Is it too late..."

Dashi Jin raised his head and shouted:

"Don't panic! They were just frightened by the 'moment'! Those who can still move quickly help those who have any abnormalities in their bodies out!"

Imai Noburo's eyes were fixed on the direction of the door, and a faint drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"My dear... you are so strong! Even I can't help but feel heart palpitations...!"

…

In Baizhou, the originally extremely neat and strict array was completely missing.

Moaning and wailing sounds came and went.

The apprentices in the martial arts school were staggered, like a field of leeks swept by a sickle.

Qingdeng passed between them, facing the morning light, and walked towards the stadium.

The "power" escaping from his body covered most of the martial arts center!

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Book friends often ask me: What is the use of "shi"?

Let me give a formal answer here: It’s useless! It’s just convenient to show off!
Chapter completed!