Tyro was speechless. Soulless my ass!
With this formation, our seventh legion would have fewer casualties and more alien races. Now you're telling me that you don't have a soul? Why don't you find one with a soul?
Savin shut his mouth when he saw Tyler's evil eyes.
He couldn't afford to offend him.
"Teacher Feng Wuji, is this the power of the formation?" Tai Luo humbly asked for guidance. Honestly speaking, if it wasn't for the fact that it belonged to Immortal Academy and he wasn't Fearless Windcloud's opponent, he would have snatched it from him.
Feng Wuji nodded.
How could he not understand Tyler's intentions? You're quite bold, aren't you? You're already eyeing our school's array formation.
However, this was within his expectations.
Formations were a great weapon in the alien battlefields. They were more useful than godly ships.
"That …" Tyler didn't know what to say. "Hmm, good, good. Sendai Gakuin did a great job this time."
"Cowardly rat." Feng Wuji despised him. You want to die, but you're so stubborn. Tell me if you have the guts. Even if you do, I won't give you the Nine Yellow Tune River Formation.
At this moment, the battle was over.
The 600,000 Fire Demon warriors were all killed, and their spoils of war were all taken away.
Tai Luo and Savin saw the Immortal Academy teachers and students coming out of the formation, as well as those Red Flame Army bastards. All of them had oily faces. They had definitely struck gold. Disregarding everything else, everyone should have obtained at least a few thousand merit points. Some might even have obtained tens of millions of merit points. If word of this got out, who knew how many people would die of envy?
At this moment, Jun Qianshang walked up and said helplessly, "Teacher Fengyun, we've spent close to 500 million Immortal Crystals in this battle, but we still lost seven people even when we had such an advantage."
Feng Wuji's expression changed. "Immortal crystals aside, seven people died. What's going on?"
"The 10,000 Fire Demon warriors weren't familiar with the formation. Some of them were too eager to kill and didn't listen to our orders. They got trapped in the formation and couldn't get out. So …"
Jun Qianshang didn't want to say anything more.
To put it bluntly, these people were greedy and insatiable. Otherwise, if they relied on the formation, it would be difficult for them to die even if they wanted to.
As the two of them talked, they didn't try to hide anything. Tyler and Savin, who were at the side, were dumbfounded.
What's the meaning of this? Isn't it just seven people who died? Is there a need to be so serious? It's as if we've lost a battle. When we're fighting, millions of people will die every time.
As Feng Wuji spoke, he flew into the sky and looked at the Red Flame soldiers who were counting their gains. He shouted angrily, "A bunch of trash. Seven people died and you still have the nerve to laugh. You guys aren't Sendai Gakuin's people, and I can't be bothered with trash like you. However, according to the rules, you have to hand over half of the profits from the war. Do you understand? Of course, if anyone makes a breakthrough during the battle, or can make a breakthrough within ten thousand years after the battle, they don't have to hand it over. Those who have already handed it over can also take back the profits they have handed over. "
Hearing that, the soldiers of the Red Flame suddenly remembered that Gu Ning had told them the same thing before.
However, before this, they had thought that they were going to die for sure, so they didn't take it seriously at all.
Now, when they heard that they had to hand over half of the profits, their faces darkened. The profits were already in their pockets. Who would be willing to hand it over?
Feng Wuji naturally understood their thoughts. He sneered, "If it were in the past, with so many of you fighting, less than half of you would have survived, and the profits you've obtained would probably be less than one-tenth of what you've obtained now. I'm being very polite by asking you to hand over half of the profits. You have to understand that fighting with Sendai Gakuin is like picking up merit points. Of course, you can choose not to hand it over, but if you don't hand it over this time, you won't be able to fight with our academy in the future. "
All of a sudden, all the Red Flame soldiers were dumbfounded.
If they didn't hand it over this time, they wouldn't be able to fight with Sendai Gakuin in the future. It would be like killing them.
This time, they had already gained so much. Everyone was already hungry for more. They couldn't wait for the next battle to come quickly. How could anyone be willing to back out?
At this time, they had to grit their teeth and hand it over. They weren't idiots.
"If I break through within ten thousand years, can … can I really not hand it over?" At this time, a weak voice was heard. Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw that it was a short man. At this time, some people noticed that this guy was only a World King or Emperor Emperor before, but now, his body had a trace of immortal aura, as if he was just a step away.
Feng Wuji nodded. "That's right. If you break through, you don't have to hand it over. If you participate in many battles in the next ten thousand years and break through at that time, then the 50% of the profits you've paid over the past ten thousand years will all be returned to you. We can even give you the interest based on the Interstellar Bank's interest rate."
Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.
Tyler's face twitched when he heard this. What the f * ck? How could this be?
He finally understood Sendai Gakuin's intention. Sendai Gakuin wasn't joking when they said they would form their own army. Sendai Gakuin didn't have enough people, so they used this method to control an army. Moreover, they used this method to force others to break through and make the army stronger.
However, Feng Wuji wasn't done yet. He looked at the group of Sendai Gakuin students who were proud of themselves.
"What are you guys so proud of? The students have to hand over 30%, and the teachers have to hand over 20% as the cost of participating in the battle." Feng Wuji said coldly. "Then, if the students break through during the battle or within a thousand years after the battle, then they won't have to hand over the profits."
"No way." Instantly, the group of students started crying. Why did they have to hand over the profits? Wasn't this too cruel?
"Is setting up a formation free of charge?" Feng Wuji said casually. "Alright, that's it. After the battle, we will calculate the profits and hand them over according to the rules."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of everyone.
Upon closer inspection, it was Huo Yuan.
Huo Yuan clutched his chest and said with a pale face, "Teacher Feng Wuji, save me …"
Feng Wuji frowned. What was this guy trying to do?
"How do I save you?"
"Just give me a few hundred million Immortal Crystals."
Feng Wuji kicked Huo Yuan away. "Scram. You're trying to scam me."
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he said, "So, you saw through me. Um, I was planning to kill a God-Lord from the Flame Devils. Who could have guessed that someone would find out? I only managed to kill a Perfect God from the Flame Devils, and even got hit by a palm strike from a God-Lord."
Feng Wuji scanned with his divine sense and found that Huo Yuan was indeed injured. However, his life wasn't in danger.
After thinking about it, Feng Wuji tossed a pill to Huo Yuan.
"This is?"
"A Seven Transformations Golden Pill. It's used to heal injuries."
Huo Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard that it was an immortal pill.
He had been to the Earth Federation before. He had seen the miraculous effects of this immortal pill. His face was filled with excitement as he swallowed it without hesitation.
Huo Yuan revealed a satisfied expression after swallowing the immortal pill.
Awesome. Too awesome.
About half an hour later, he opened his eyes. His face was rosy as he looked at Feng Wuji with anticipation.
"No more."
Feng Wuji shook his head. What the hell were you thinking? This Seven Transformations Immortal Pill was comparable to a tier-2 origin artifact. It was already good enough to give you one to heal your injuries.
Huo Yuan was disappointed. Then, he looked at the 600,000 Fire Demon Army soldiers that had been killed and felt unwell.
"You guys defended the Eagle Beak Cliff … Heavens. How did you guys do it?!"
"How is it? Amazing, right?"
Huo Yuan nodded his head like a chick pecking rice. They were more than just amazing. If he had known, he wouldn't have left.
However, Huo Yuan shook his head and said, "You guys are amazing. However, there are some things that you guys still need to learn. As your senior, let me teach you guys a lesson. "
After saying that, he flew into the sky and entered the main battlefield.
Just when everyone was puzzled, he shouted, "Sendai Gakuin killed millions of Fire Demon Army soldiers. Sendai Gakuin is mighty. Sendai Gakuin is awesome!"
As if he was afraid that someone couldn't hear him, he shouted over a hundred times.
Everyone was stunned at this moment. You're really a f * cking King God, a Titled Divine General recognized by the military. Can you be more shameless?
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