"Do you know what your kneeling means? It doesn't prove how strong your patriotism is, it only proves that you have no bottom line! Your stay or departure was previously decided by Hu Bugui, but now it is decided by me, because I am the leader of Shanyao. As long as you are in Shanyao and in the academy, you have to listen to me! This is the rule you learned on your first day in the academy. Now you are kneeling down to force me. Do you still have the heart to respect your teacher?"

"You think you are so capable, don't you? Do you know why I don't let you go out? Listen carefully! Most of you are Zhimao, Xia Xiao Zunjing Shengguo, but with your strength, even if you go back, you can't affect the war situation, and you may even die! Your strength is only enough to fight some bandits and hooligans, and you can't even beat pirates! You underestimate the power of a country, this is the root of your arrogance! It is said that the highest combat power of Daxia is Zunjing Shengguo, then do you know how many Zunjing Qulun exist? You all know that the Nanshang army is strong, do you know its number?"

"The monarch knows the size and number of the armies of each country, but the number of the strong men in each country is unknown to the world. Only we, who stand on the mountainside and below the mountaintop, can have a glimpse, and even the monarch is not qualified to ask! There is no road connecting the cultivation world and the secular world. It all depends on whether the cultivators are willing to go back. You are classmates, you have feelings and loyalty, and you can't bear to hurt each other. I believe this. On the battlefield, you may knock the other party unconscious and hide him in a safe place, or throw him far away to prevent him from interfering in your battle and ensuring that he will not be injured, but do you know that the strong men of the other side are watching you? You can't do it, but they have no reason to hold back."

The last sentence made everyone feel cold, and they didn't know how to respond.

"You enter the academy and go up to Shanyao. The country is proud of you. Your names are well-known in the country. Your emperor and your family are eager to publicize your achievements beyond the Great Wilderness. Among the 113 disciples on Shanyao, except for Azhu, whose name is unknown to the world? Maybe after a while, Azhu's information will be exposed. After all, she is also a Daxia person, but she lives deep in the mountains."

Dimuri glanced at the fifty-two people. His simple and unadorned gaze penetrated their defenses and disguises, as if seeing through what was in his mind, and also caused their resolute will to collapse and shatter into pieces.

Everyone was silent, including Wang Ling. He could not represent everyone, because he could only deal with the soldiers of Daxia. It was difficult enough to deal with a general, not to mention the strong men of the Zun realm. He had no confidence in fighting against people in the fruit realm. He was just a branch. How could the vitality contained in a luxuriant vitality tree be compared with that of a big tree with many more rings?

Even if practitioners in their early twenties are known as geniuses, they still cannot defeat the older generation of practitioners due to their lack of experience and strength. This is why the older generation of practitioners will teach the younger generation a lesson without regard for their feelings because of their arrogance. Young people are often arrogant, but being arrogant is not an advantage, nor is it worthy of praise.

Wang Ling was afraid of damaging his image in everyone's mind. He couldn't selfishly take everyone's life to show off and take risks, and he couldn't even squander his own life like that. But Xia Xiao did this a lot. When everyone was silent and his left knee was raised again, he still knelt on both knees.

Xia Xiao and Di Muli looked at each other, as if to say that his bottom line could change. He wanted to go back, but on what basis? His most dazzling title as a visitor from afar would only make his people in awe. The Southern Merchants wanted to kill him, the rising star, the most. That way, not to mention two years later, even five or ten years later, they would have one less obstacle. But Xia Xiao had confidence in his eyes, as if he would not panic in the face of anything. As long as Ah Zhu was there, he could leave the academy and come back safely. Xiao Ran could choose not to follow him, and Su Huan and Si Qingling could choose not to go back, but as long as Ah Zhu was there, he could resolve the threat of darkness.

Even if Xia Xiao's eyes were sincere enough, Di Muli would not give in. He shook his head and said:

"no!"

Xia Xiao remained silent and knelt in the yard in front of the hall, planning to plead for mercy for a long time.

Many people wanted to give up, but now they couldn't walk or talk, so they could only kneel on one knee, not knowing who they were kneeling to. Wang Ling was silent for a long time, but he still knelt down on his left knee. He should go, just to represent himself. Because of the tense state affairs, more and more people in Daxia knelt down on their left knees. Seeing this, Dimu Li said helplessly in order to prevent the number from increasing:

"How shameless! You should kneel to heaven, to earth, to your ancestors. A son should kneel to his parents, a subject should kneel to his king, and you should kneel to express your gratitude and thank the Lord. Look at you, you are really infuriating!"

"If we can leave at will, we naturally don't need to ask for it, but we must get the permission of the seniors. I think this is a respect for the seniors and also a respect for the rules."

"Xia Xiao, stop talking to me. No means no. Go back!"

Seeing that the fifty-two people did not move, Dimuli raised his eyes impatiently. The pressure brought by the vitality made the branches of the big trees in the yard tremble, and also made the grass under them tilt and fall to the ground. Under such pressure, many people's spirits and bodies almost collapsed at the same time, hanging by a thread.

Wang Ling had the same distorted expression as everyone else. He turned around and asked everyone from Nan Shang to go back. The senior was going to be angry, so there was no need to keep insisting. But Xia Xiao did not look back. He would not influence others to make decisions. If he had enough capital to make the senior agree, he would not mind entering the talisman formation with him and heading to the battlefield in the west of Da Xia. However, many people did not have that ability. They really could not bear the spiritual pressure brought by the vitality and retreated.

Su Huan and Si Qingling looked at each other in the spiritual pressure. It seemed that the senior had made up his mind. It was time for them to leave. Like many southern merchants, they retreated to the gate of the courtyard because everything they did now was in vain. But even if everyone around them left, there were still people. Xia Xiao maintained the kneeling posture as before. This looked a bit humble, but his motionless figure in the spiritual pressure made many people choose to look at him with awe when they left.

In the spiritual pressure, only retreating will not cause any resistance. Otherwise, even if you stand still and do not move forward, you will feel an extremely strong sense of oppression. It comes from all directions, squeezing their bodies. That uncomfortable feeling cannot be relieved even by tightening your toes.

When everyone around him left, Wang Ling also thought about leaving. It was not that he couldn't hold on, but he felt that it was not a good thing to irritate his seniors. But when he saw Xia Xiao, his competitive spirit made him stop where he was and wanted to compete with him. More importantly, Wang Ling felt that Xia Xiao would create miracles, and this feeling was very strong.

Along with Xia Xiao and Wang Ling, there was also Ah Zhu. This girl was different from the others. She did not feel any oppression. Turning her head to look at Xia Xiao, his face had turned red, as if blood was accumulating and about to erupt, causing her to move aside. This action formed a sharp contrast with Xia Xiao and Wang Ling's bodies who did not dare to move, and it looked a little funny.

Dimuli admired Xia Xiao's perseverance and Wang Ling's strong will, but Ah Zhu, this girl, was like a loophole in a game. She was a level 3 player, but she had strength above the full level. Even though Dimuli thought about it for a long time, he couldn't find the reason why Ah Zhu was like this. She was like a creature from another world, and her spiritual pressure didn't change at all because of Dimuli's. It was really strange.

The world in front of him was distorted, like an abstract painting by a certain artist. Although he couldn't understand it, it could be sold at a sky-high price because of the interweaving of colors and some reasons. Being in it, he felt dizzy. Xia Xiao felt like he couldn't get off the roller coaster. First, his body felt heavy like lead, and then he felt weightless. This feeling was beyond Xia Xiao's understanding of spiritual pressure, making him suspect that he was hallucinating.

"I got up."

Azhu's voice was in his ears. It was like a hand that pushed aside the darkness and bright light in front of him, allowing Xia Xiao to see everything clearly. His body was pulled up by a slender but not smooth hand, but he still couldn't stand steadily, so he leaned on Azhu like a puddle of mud. This was the first time that Xia Xiao was face to face with him, but Azhu didn't feel happy at all. Instead, she was like a young wife, mercilessly scolding her drunk husband when he got home.

"Why are you acting like a child? Stand still!"

Ah Zhu frowned, but Di Muli waved his hand and Xia Xiao suddenly fell backwards, hitting the floor in the yard with a loud noise. Ah Zhu listened, feeling distressed and wanting to say that he deserved it. In the yard, besides himself, there were only Xia Xiao and Wang Ling, who were lying on the ground in different positions, leaving Ah Zhu helplessly looking at Di Muli.

"Sit down for a while. I need time to think."

Dimuli had never wanted to let the students go back, but looking at Xia Xiao, Azhu and Wang Ling, it seemed that he had made the right decision by chance. If the two of them were allowed to go back, it would definitely calm the restless hearts of the students. Although he could not go back, at least someone could express his feelings. But with Xia Xiao's identity, Dimuli was really afraid that he would be hit hard by those old guys in Nanshang.

After thinking for a long time, the warm wind could not take away his sorrow. However, after Xia Xiao and Wang Ling were completely awake and able to stand steadily, Di Muli still spoke. He looked at Xia Xiao and Wang Ling, and was about to speak, but he was curious about the eyes of the strong.

"What do you mean by that look?"

"I know it's difficult for you, senior, but it just so happens that there are only three of us left."

"Don't be complacent. If I want you three to stay, not a single one of them will be left behind!"

Xia Xiao smiled but said nothing. No matter what the senior said, if there were only three of them, he should be allowed to go back. After all, if they went back quietly, it wouldn't cause much noise, and the camp they were in could also protect them from the attacks of the other side's strong men. His hateful smile made Di Muli frown, but as an elder, how could he care about the younger generation?

"Go back. When you go back, tell the country you are in. No one else can go back. Then do whatever you want. Come back when you are tired."

"Thank you, senior!"

Xia Xiao and Wang Ling exchanged greetings. Before Ah Zhu could react, holding the dogtail grass in her mouth, Xia Xiao had already dragged her out of the courtyard to find Senior Brother Chuan Lian. For this battle, Xia Xiao had to be fully prepared. Not only did he have to go to the battlefield, but he also had to let everyone know how important he and the Xia family were!

"When do we leave?"

“The day after tomorrow!”

The day after tomorrow is the day of the war. It would be a bit hasty to set off then, but there would be no use returning early. Therefore, Wang Ling acquiesced, but when Xia Xiao disappeared from his sight, he felt vaguely uneasy, not because of the war in Nan Shang, but because he could not protect Xia Xiao's safety. Although they were classmates, when they were on the battlefield, it might really be like what Senior Di Muli said. The strong men on the Nan Shang side would contain the Da Xia army and strong men when they had enough manpower, and then extend their poisonous hands to Xia Xiao.