My name is Wei Qing, and I want to fight the Xiongnu.

"What is Dihua thinking? No matter what, he is the descendant of Cao Can. How could he be a real waste? Muga was just too successful before. Whenever the human race saw him, they couldn't help but lick his boots. But when he ran into a mad dog like Cao Ying, it was no wonder he got bitten."

Dihua, an eleventh-year student in the Department of Witchcraft and Medicine, also serves as a lecturer for the third-year students. Her medical and witchcraft skills are unmatched in the Imperial Academy.

Even among lecturers, she is someone who handles heavy tasks with ease.

It is said that he once cursed and killed a powerful figure with the strength to suppress mountains and seas. Even if he used a trick, the fact that he could curse and kill someone with the strength to suppress mountains and seas shows that his strength is beyond doubt.

“Mao Che is right. Miao Ga is smart, but sometimes he’s too smart. He can get hurt when he runs into a brute. If it had been Mao Che instead of Miao Ga today, Cao Ying would probably have been the one who got beaten up.”

Mao Che laughed loudly, "Hahaha, it's not that bad. If I really crippled Cao Can's great-grandson, I'm afraid I wouldn't survive to live to see the end of the world."

Mao Che, a third-year lecturer in the Martial Arts Department, has already reached the level of Zhen Shan Hai.

In terms of talent, he was second only to Lü Bu.

Although Lü Bu's strength was not as great as Mao Che's, the two were six years apart in age. Six years ago, Mao Che was far from being a match for Lü Bu now.

The man sitting in the main seat opened his eyes at this moment, but did not respond to the question: "Cao Ying's illness is just a minor ailment and is not a cause for concern. The problem is still Wei Qing... We need to find a way to suppress him."

“Prince Yizhixie, what you said is indeed correct. However, Wei Qing appears impulsive and easily angered, but he is actually very cautious. Some time ago, I don’t know if he really encountered a ghost or was pretending to see one, but he stayed in Cao Ying’s residence all day and didn’t come out, not giving us a chance to deal with him.”

Now that they've come out, they're about to break into the Hundred Battles Pavilion of the Command Department. How do you think we should suppress them?

The Hundred Battles Pavilion values ​​individual strength. In terms of individual strength, it's not that I'm trying to boost others' morale while sacrificing my own, but in terms of martial arts command, how many people consider themselves Wei Qing's match?

A Hunnic barbarian who was groping the woman in his arms nearby laughed when he heard this: "Wei Li, you are from the Beast Taming Department, so it's not your fault that you don't understand the Hundred Battles Pavilion's martial arts command. But who said that the Hundred Battles Pavilion is purely based on individual strength?"

The Hundred Battles Pavilion tests one's understanding of martial arts command, not one's ability to command martial arts.

Therefore, many senior students in the command department have been studying the Hundred Battles Pavilion for over a decade. While they might not be a match for Wei Qing on the battlefield, they should have no difficulty gaining the upper hand in the Hundred Battles Pavilion.

The Xiongnu barbarian named Wei Li looked somewhat surprised: "Oh? There's such a saying? He Du, your legion is among the top five in the Imperial Academy. I wonder if you have anyone who can outdo Wei Qing?"

"We have some, but it's not a guarantee; we need more..."

As Hedu spoke, he looked at Yizhixie, who was in the main seat. "Find more" naturally meant finding people from other forces to join forces with.

He Du from the Command Department, Mao Che from the Martial Arts Department, Di Hua from the Witchcraft Department, and Wei Li from the Beast Taming Department all followed Yi Zhixie's lead.

However, the Xiongnu barbarians within the Imperial Academy were not of one mind.

Myoga was loyal to another member of the royal family named Udan.

In addition, with the arrival of Princess Quejiafu, a third force emerged.

These are the three strongest forces, and there are many more relatively weaker ones. If you add them all together, there are at least seven or eight forces that can be brought to the forefront.

After pondering for a few seconds, Yi Zhixie said, "Then let's send them all out. Wei Qing is not only our opponent, but also the common opponent of the entire Xiongnu Holy Clan of the Imperial Academy, and even the human race."

If left unchecked, Wei Qing's reputation will only rise further tonight.

Now is the time to join forces and crush him.

Otherwise, those 1,200 foolish legions would probably surrender and beg for mercy when facing Wei Qing again; the human race is too spineless.”

On the Hundred Battles Pavilion side, Wei Qing continued to climb upwards.

It was now completely dark, and Wei Qing had climbed from the fortieth floor to the forty-fifth floor.

The time spent on these five floors was longer than the time spent on the previous twenty floors combined.

Is it almost too late?

Or is it possible to continue climbing higher?

After passing the forty-second floor, no matter which floor Wei Qing was blocked on, he had already made history for the Imperial Academy.

The highest record for freshmen entering the pavilion on their first attempt was only forty-two floors, which was left by Zhou Yafu when he first entered the Imperial Academy.

The record has now been broken to 45 floors, and it continues to rise.

Compared to the evening, there are now far fewer students waiting for their results.

I'm either sleepy or I don't want to watch anymore.

Of course, a larger part of the reason is that people are irritable and can't stand watching.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, the outside of Baizhan Pavilion was brightly lit, and Cao Ying was still standing there waiting for the result.

Less than a third of the students remained.

Just then, a group of senior students suddenly appeared in the distance, including both human and Xiongnu barbarians.

They walked up to the Hundred Battles Pavilion without saying a word, pushed open the door, and entered the pavilion to break in!

Cao Ying looked at the crystal tablet. All nine people had already passed through the Hundred Battles Pavilion and had left their mark, so they did not climb up from the first floor.

Cao Ying couldn't help but whistle: "Nine people, all of whom have passed the fortieth floor. It seems some people are really getting restless. But with just these nine people, thinking they can crush Wei Qing? They must be dreaming."

Chapter Thirty-Two: Military Training Command is a Game for Geniuses

The students, who were previously drowsy, were instantly wide awake when they saw several senior students enter the Hundred Battles Pavilion at the same time.

They've started fighting! They've started fighting!

The senior students finally couldn't sit still any longer.

Nine people: five were Xiongnu barbarians and four were human.

Behind each of them is a legion from the top twenty of the Heavenly Ranking. If they fail to crush Wei Qing in this wave, then Wei Qing can really walk sideways in the Command Department.

They might even throw the faces of the command department into the mud, and then stomp on them a few more times.

By then, Lu Kuang, along with a group of administrators from various departments, would probably be so angry that they'd jump out of bed in the middle of the night.

The students who stayed behind have been waiting until now; it's not realistic for them to just watch the excitement, but for something more serious to happen.

They should beat the dog's brains to a pulp, but I don't know if these old bastards are really up to the task.

Those who dare to storm the pavilion at this time are naturally very confident in their abilities.

These nine people had only one goal throughout their journey through the Hundred Battles Pavilion: to conquer all sixty levels.

Therefore, they prepare for this every year, every month, and every day.

This incident happened suddenly; Wei Qing's sudden appearance disrupted some people's plans, resulting in a few being unprepared.

Regardless, these nine people would attempt to conquer the Hundred Battles Pavilion seven or eight times a year, and whenever they had free time, they would research, discuss, and learn how to do so.

In terms of experience and preparation, he was indeed far superior to Wei Qing.

In addition, his own strength was also quite good. Less than two hours after he entered the Hundred Battles Pavilion, someone had already surpassed Wei Qing.

"What incredible speed! They overtook Wei Qing in just half an hour!"

"Another person has overtaken Wei Qing... Look, there are three now. The remaining six people are also much faster than Wei Qing in terms of speed when they enter the pavilion. I think it's only a matter of time before they overtake him."

"It's hard to say; the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes."

It was already past night, and many people couldn't stay awake any longer and went back to catch up on sleep.

The number of people outside the Hundred Battles Pavilion had dwindled to less than a tenth of what it was at dusk. Several senior students from the Command Department huddled together and whispered, "Do you think this group can get past the fiftieth floor?"

"Fifty floors should be no problem, but it's hard to say about anything higher."

"At this rate, I think the decisive battle won't be over until after dawn. I guess those geniuses will come to take a look then, and I wonder who will give up first in the middle of the night."

"There will definitely be someone who can't hold on, but I bet that person isn't Wei Qing. I'm starting to admire this guy. With such talent, he could easily have wealth and honor if he wanted, but he chose to cause trouble for the Xiongnu barbarians and even incurred the wrath of the Imperial Academy."

"Do you think he's simply stupid, or arrogant? If he's stupid, then aren't we even less than idiots? And if we're talking about arrogance, how many of the geniuses at the Imperial Academy aren't arrogant?"

The people around remained silent after hearing the man's analysis.

The new students were all arrogant and proud, yet incredibly foolish. They were easily fooled by a few words and completely lost their bearings. Coupled with Wei Qing's constant ridicule, it's easy to understand why they hated him.

But the senior students are different; they are all selected through rounds of fierce competition.

In terms of both ability and knowledge, they are far superior to those freshmen.

They naturally understood Wei Qing's thoughts, and although they did not agree with them, they felt a certain amount of respect for him deep down.

How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan? Perhaps I am that sparrow.

Cao Ying still stood there in front of the Hundred Battles Pavilion, neither eating, drinking, nor sleeping, his gaze calmly fixed on the crystal monument.

At this moment, a student staggered over and knelt down before Cao Ying, saying, "I, Huang, am willing to be your servant. I beg the Marquis of Pingyang to spare my life."

The person who walked over was the student whom Cao Ying had sentenced to death at dusk.

He didn't want to die, and he couldn't die.

Huang Pu was just a branch of the family, and was only sent to the Imperial Academy by his master because of his good talent.

If his master knew that he had offended the Marquis of Pingyang, even if he committed suicide to atone for his sins, his master would not let his parents and siblings off the hook.

It's not that the family is abandoning their usefulness after they've served their purpose, but rather that they hope to use this method to completely quell the anger of the Marquis of Pingyang.

Huang Pu understood this, so he was willing to serve Cao Ying like a slave, just to protect his parents and children.

Cao Ying remained silent, and Huang Pu dared not say anything more, but simply continued to kneel there.

Cao Ying could see Huang Pu's thoughts at a glance.

This phenomenon was so common that even if Cao Ying was stupid and dull, he would still remember it vividly after being exposed to it.

However, he did not speak, his gaze remaining fixed on the crystal tablet.

The attack on Huang Pu was merely to intimidate the other students.

The desired effect has been achieved, so whether Huang Pu lives or dies, or remains a slave or servant, makes little difference to him.

Cao Ying, however, was too lazy to pay attention to Huang Pu, and all his thoughts were on the Hundred Battles Pavilion.

Even though she had won the bet, received the points and money, and Wei Qing had broken Zhou Yafu's record, Cao Ying's joy did not last as long as she had imagined.

Fifty-nine floors, no, to be precise, sixty floors.

Could Wei Qing really overcome this obstacle?

It's difficult, very difficult.

Even when Cao Yinggang first heard Wei Qing say this, he thought he was joking, but judging from the current situation, it seems that this joke may come true.

As dawn quietly arrived, the old man in charge of guarding the Hundred Battles Pavilion came over again with his hands behind his back.