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An old professor with Mediterranean hairstyle stood on the podium and knocked on the table a few times.

"Please be quiet, classmates!"

"What's the use of being excited here now? If you have this skill to worry about Yancheng a thousand kilometers away, it's better to find a way to quickly improve your strength, become the Wuzong, become the Martial King, or even become the emperor of the human race, intimidate the demons and bless our human race!"

"The battle to destroy Yancheng City happened yesterday. The news you received has been delayed for a whole day. Now, no matter how worried you are, you will be scolded or unwilling to change the fact that Yancheng has been destroyed. There is no possibility of 810,000 human compatriots in Yancheng resurrected again!"

"My old man is still saying the same thing. What you need to do now is to work hard to improve yourself and work hard to prevent this kind of city-destroying battle from happening less or never happening in the future!"

The riots in the classroom finally stopped, and all the students calmed down and looked up at the old professor on the podium.

Wang Zhe held his head up and clenched his fists. He gritted his teeth and red eyes, trying to prevent the tears from falling from falling from his eyes.

"Wang Zhe, please beg for the change!"

Sun Yan, the female deskmate next to her, quietly handed over a few tissues.

As the squad leader of Martial Arts Class 20, Sun Yan knew all the information of the forty-two students in the class. She knew that Wang Zhe, who usually looks cool and doesn't like to talk, actually comes from Yancheng.

"Thanks!"

Wang Zhe did not reach out to pick up the tissue, and the tears in his eyes were instantly evaporated by the spiritual energy in his body. He turned his head expressionlessly and looked at Sun Yan, saying, "I'm fine."

"Okay... OK," Sun Yan's heart trembled and she advised softly: "What I want to say is, don't do stupid things. Yancheng is destroyed. Even if you find a way to go back, you can't save anyone."

"Professor Zhao said it right. The only thing we can do now is to practice martial arts well and work hard to improve our own strength. Only when our own strength is strong enough can we have the opportunity to protect our side."

Wang Zhe turned his head and stopped looking at Sun Yan. He said in a cool voice: "I know, thank you. I will work hard to become stronger, and then go back and slaughter all the monsters in Yancheng!"

Wang Zhe's voice was firm, his expression was serious, and his words were full of hostility.

Sun Yan opened her mouth, sighed softly, and looked up at the podium, not urging her to persuade her.

"Now we start the formal class!"

Professor Zhao lowered his head and glanced at the students under his seat. Seeing that although they had calmed down for the time being, the anger in their eyes was still there and their expression was so excited that he coughed lightly and said:

"Today, we don't talk about martial arts. Let me talk to you about the history of the development of the demon clan over the past hundred years, as well as the struggle of our human race to constantly resist the invasion of monsters."

"Don't think that these are irrelevant. Let me tell you that only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you fight forever. If you cannot have a very thorough understanding of the development process of monsters, without knowing their nature and their strength, how can you completely eliminate them?"

"...The source of all this was in the early 21st century. At that time, there was no federal government on earth, and not everyone was martial. The theory of martial arts only existed in China. Yes, China is the predecessor of our federation. Strictly speaking, we are all filled with the blood of our ancestors..."

"...The spiritual power suddenly recovered. No one knew its source, nor did anyone know what year it began to appear... Until 2040, monsters around the world began to awaken one after another. Some pioneers of the demon race quickly improved their strength in a very short time. They practiced in the deep mountains, accumulated momentum by the stream, and quietly rose without human beings conscious..."

"Let's not talk about other places, we are too far away, but just say that there were five places where great monsters lurked in China at that time, including Shangshang, Beijing and Tianjin, Shu, islands and Chengdu."

"Perhaps some students have guessed that, yes, it is the rise of the five demon emperors that are most threatening to our federal government. The Fire Phoenix Demon Emperor Shangshanghai, the Earth Dragon Demon Emperor in Beijing and Tianjin, the Black and White Bear in Shu, the Iron Tooth Crocodile in the island and the Tiger Evil Demon Emperor in Rongcheng who claims to be the Tiger King."

"These demon kings are all pioneers of the demon clan. They showed unique peerless talents as soon as they were born. The speed of evolution and promotion was a thousand miles a day. In less than half a year, they all reached the level of level six demon kings. They were not afraid of all firearms, and even in nuclear explosions, they were only injured but not dead. They were very powerful..."

The students in the audience were gradually attracted by the descriptions mentioned by Professor Zhao. From childhood to adulthood, they not only practice martial arts but also learn tactics in their lives. They rarely have the opportunity to understand these historical events in the human race and the demon race.

Especially the five demon emperors in the demon clan that are in this world, they only heard of their names, but have never heard of their origins.

"...The rise of every demon king grew up under the soaking of the muscles, bones, blood and flesh of thousands of human compatriots. Every demon king carries hundreds of millions or even billions of lives for our human compatriots..."

"The hatred between humans and demons has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, so strong that it cannot be dissolved and cannot be cut. This is a war of extermination, this is a war of extermination. If you want to live, the human race must resist to the death! In the eyes of monsters, human bodies are the source of their evolution. Their hostility to the human race and their desire for human flesh and blood will never change..."

Professor Zhao became more and more excited as he spoke, and spitting stars splashed everywhere.

"Well, it's a bit far away. Let's go back to the beginning of the turmoil of monsters... The official history is no longer verified, but according to the memories of some masters and seniors who are still alive, the turmoil of monsters initially seemed to have occurred in the second half of 2040, around August and September, when the summer is in full swing..."

Wang Zhe was a little distracted. He was not interested in these past history. Now his mind was full of news that Yancheng had been destroyed and his parents and their parents were all dead, and his thoughts were in chaos.

Although he said it very easily, what he wanted to improve his strength and kill all monsters, what he was most looking forward to was to see his family come back to life and have fun together.

Just a few days ago, he had already advanced to level 9 of the Martial Arts Master. He was only half a year away from graduating from the Federal Wuhan University. He was able to go back to Yancheng to reunite with his family, allowing his parents to live a relatively wealthy life without having to work hard for a bite of food and a glass of water.

He originally planned to get married, have children in Yancheng, settle down and build a career, and try his best to protect the safety of Yancheng and his family.

But now, nothing is gone!

Yancheng was destroyed, all the human races in the city were killed, and none of his parents and family were spared.

From now on, Wang Zhe has no home anymore.

Wang Zhe was in a dark mood, and he unconsciously clenched his fists again, and the spiritual energy in his body also showed signs of rioting and breaking his body.

This is a sign of being possessed by the devil!

"Wang Zhe! Wang Zhe! What's wrong with you?"

The deskmate called in a low voice, and raised his hand and tightly pulled Wang Zhe's sleeve. Wang Zhe came to his senses in shock and turned his head to look at Wang Yan. Seeing Wang Yan's worried expression, his heart couldn't help but feel warm.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern!"

Wang Zhe calmly restrained his mind and gathered some chaotic spiritual energy in his body, and his mind gradually returned to normal.

At this time, Professor Zhao's voice came to Wang Zhe's ears again.

"... In short, the scale of that unrest was unprecedented. It happened all over the world. Thousands of planes were shot down, and the train tracks between cities were destroyed, causing countless casualties. It was only after that that governments on the earth that truly began to pay attention to these sudden awakening aliens and began to use a large number of troops to encircle and hunt these monsters living in the wild..."

"... However, everything is too late. The evolution speed of monsters is far beyond human expectations. Ordinary guns and cannons are already difficult to pose a threat to first-level or even second-level monsters. Large-scale destruction weapons such as missiles and hydrogen bombs cannot be used easily, and it is difficult to accurately lock those monsters..."

"...Afterwards, just as governments all over the world were looking out, the pets in the city suddenly gathered in a riot. All kinds of pets, who were already on the verge of awakening, awakened almost at the same time, and showed their sharp fangs to their owners around them."

"That year, humans suffered heavy casualties, and the human population base was directly reduced from 12 billion to 8 billion, of which nearly 4 billion people were buried in the beast's belly in those two days... Therefore, many ancestors were used to calling that year the beginning of the end of the world and the sorrow of the human race..."

Ding Lingling!

The bell rang and this martial arts theory class ended. Professor Zhao did not have the habit of tutoring the class, so he stopped teaching at the right time, simply packed up the notes on the lectern, and turned around and left the classroom.

Bang!

Wang Zhe felt the blood and blood in his chest surged, his eyes turned dark, and he fainted on his chair.

Almost at the same time, Yang Fan was shocked and suddenly woke up from entering into meditation. A ray of unspeakable sadness rose in his heart, and his mind was confused and confused.
Chapter completed!