Chapter 8 - Manjushri

　　At the beginning of this Monday, a man with a long body and decent features, but with a gloomy expression stood on the podium instead of Zhang Jing. The big men worked together to carry in a few heavy rectangular metal cabinets, lifting the tops, which actually held hundreds of various firearms! 　　The man only coldly said, "You guys can call me Shadow." Even after completing his opening statement. 　　Immediately after that, Shadow walked to the gun cabinet, reached out and took out two pistols that were almost identical in shape, and held them up to show the children. 　　Up close, there were differences between the two pistols. One was polished smooth as a mirror from barrel to grip, while the other was covered in a variety of patterns. 　　"This one is the famous Eagle series, the standard equipment of the Imperial Frontier Army, known for its immense power." The man said, snapping the smooth, mirror-like pistol directly at the classroom wall. 　　The loud boom made everyone's ears perk up, while the hard wall of the classroom had an extra bowl-sized deep crater, and the destroyed substrate and bracing could be seen. 　　Chiyo was immediately flabbergasted by this! The wall could be hit like this, if it was blasted on a person, I'm afraid that one shot would be a big hole. If it hit the hand and foot area directly, it would be directly blown off with a single shot. 　　"Is it powerful? Of course not!" Shadow's chilling voice rang out. 　　If the other pistol emitted a glow, it was the pattern on the body of the gun suddenly lighting up. There was only the sound of striking hammers colliding as well as heavy objects breaking through the air as the muzzle of the gun spat out a ball of green light that sprayed against the wall with a loud bang! 　　Powerful waves of air mixed with countless pieces of debris flew, hitting the children so hard that they couldn't lift their heads. 　　When Qianye lowered the arm covering his head and face, he was shocked to see that the wall made of thick verdigris and metal supports had actually been blasted out of a large hole, through which he had been able to see the scenery outside! 　　This mass of green light, its power was surprisingly so great! 　　The man raised the still glowing pistol and said, ''This is a gun powered by the Force, the power is simply not comparable to ordinary gunpowder weapons. The power of such a low-grade Force gun is already directly comparable to a machine gun. It is with the Force gun that we were able to repel those damned dark bastards in the Dawn War, laying the foundation of today's empire!" 　　Next, Shadow explained the principles of Force Guns in detail. 　　Although the Force Gun and the traditional gunpowder firearms were similar in appearance, their principles were completely different. In the position of loading gunpowder and projectiles is an energy compression device, the user needs to inject their own Force into the Force, condensing Force bullets, and then wait for the opportunity to launch. 　　With the different carrying capacity of the energy device and the material of the firearm, the power of the Force firearms is also very different from each other. Some Force firearms even had powerful special abilities attached to them. Only such guns could be ranked among the famous guns. 　　Among the famous guns, there were also famous guns. 　　There are ten famous guns in the world, each one is extremely powerful, legend has it that any one of the ten famous guns will have the ability to change the situation of the continent! 　　Thousands of years, around the ten legendary gun I do not know how many fights, I do not know how many amazing and talented people for the fall. Even so, people are still going forward and backward, and they are eager to do so. 　　Nowadays, three of the ten famous guns are in the hands of the human race, five in the hands of the dark races, and the whereabouts of the other two are unknown. 　　From the distribution of these ten famous guns, one could see the power contrast between the three camps of Dawn, Eternal Night and Neutral in the world of the powerful. 　　This was perhaps the most focused lesson for the children in the training camp so far. Even the children of the gatekeepers who already had the basics were mesmerized by what they were hearing. 　　Shade reached out and opened a teaching board, displaying a diorama. It was an ancient and ornate pistol. 　　It had the appearance of an old-fashioned flintlock pistol, with the hammer erected behind the barrel, silver-white and in the shape of a wishbone. The barrel and grip were encased in gold and engraved with an elaborate floral pattern. The body of the gun bore a striking blood-colored flower, its petals stretching in silken threads in all directions. 　　Shadow unconsciously straightened his body, his face all solemn and solemn, and even began to have a noticeable fervor as he said word for word, "This is one of the ten most famous guns in the hands of the human race, and the first truly famous gun the empire has ever possessed: the Manshu Shahua, also known as the flower on the other side of the river." 　　Thousand Nights silently recited the name Manshu Shahua several times, only feeling that the word seemed to have an indescribable mystery and beauty, and so he deeply memorized it in his heart. 　　A child boldly asked, "Does it, does it have special powers too?" 　　"Good question!" The Shadow, now thoroughly enkindled, said with a face of fervor, "Manjushri, in the legends before the human race had written records, grew on the banks of the River Styx in the depths of the Void, and whenever a life in the world fell, a small flower would blossom along the banks of the river. It! Being able to ignite the power of the world's originals and illuminate the star path leading to the River Styx, that's the legendary End Skill 'Forgetting River'!" 　　From this week onwards, three more courses related to original energy firearms were added to Qianye's class schedule, namely Energy Fluid Mechanics, Firearms Disassembly and Repair, and Shooting. 　　Thousand Night's grades in these three courses were solidly in the top five, and his rankings rose dramatically from there, entering the top fifty in one fell swoop. When the results were announced at the end of the week, he was forty-ninth. 　　Although there was only a difference of two places between forty-ninth and fifty-first, it was a world of difference. Qianye could already see that after the fiftieth place was the elimination area. Those who were eliminated in the training camp had only one fate, death. 　　Monday came quickly, and Qianye was surprisingly quite excited as he walked into the training room. Sure enough, Black Slave had put down two pieces of Vermillion Blood in the incense burner! 　　His senses were nearly ten times sharper, allowing Qianye to experience the resonance of the Force like a symphony. With the operation of the Soldiering Technique, the Force in Qianye's body also gradually surged, like waves lapping at the shore, one wave was as high as the other! Whereas in the past, when there was no Zhu Yan blood, when it came to this point, the Force would not be able to continue afterward and fall back down again. 　　Without the help of this special spice, QianYi perceives and draws the process of the Force is very slow, can only be accumulated little by little, guide, build up enough momentum and then impact the next wave. 　　However, now that he had a double portion of Vermillion Blood, the speed at which he drew in the Force was greatly increased. The Force was constantly pouring into his body, pushing the wave of Force higher and higher. 　　Finally, the wave of Force reached its peak, and Qianye heard a crashing tidal sound in his ears before the Force receded like a tidal wave. 　　The first wave of the Force was finally complete! 　　Before this wave of Force had completely receded, it collided with the newborn Force and then re-surged with a new wave of Force. The second wave was even higher than the first and had a stronger impulse. Just as it was about to reach its peak, it was just a hair's breadth away from finally falling back due to a lack of Force. 　　When! The long bell sound woke up Qianye, it was time for this cultivation. 　　The most difficult part of the Soldiering Technique was forming the first wave of Force, the second and third waves afterward were much faster. When the Force wave surged, it would also create a strong suction force to bring more Force from the surrounding area into the body. 　　If it wasn't for the help of the double portion of "Zhu Yan Blood" this time, Qianye would have had at least two more weeks to generate the first wave. At that time, it would be dangerous to cultivate the complete Nine Waves Tidal Wave within the three-month deadline set by Zhang Jing. 　　For the next few weeks, Qianye's cultivation went very smoothly. When there was still a month before Zhang Jing's three month deadline, Qianye was already able to induce the fifth wave. The progress of the cultivation of the Soldiering Technique was getting faster and faster, and Qianye estimated that in another half a month, he would be able to form the first complete nine-wave tidal wave. 　　Although most of the time in the training camp everyone was burying their heads in their own hands, there were constantly little tidbits of news circulating. Just as practicing Hyrule Decision had entered its third month, there was a kid beside Qianye who had cultivated the Nine Waves Tidal Wave! And it was rumored that one of the most talented guys in the entire batch of kids in the Yellow Springs Training Camp was already attempting to ignite the first Spiritual Energy Node! 　　That boy called Xu Lang was rumored to come from a powerful family in the empire, and he was also a first-class talent! 　　When he heard these news, it was inevitable that there was some bitterness in Qianye's tiny heart. The wound on his chest had been there for as long as he could remember. And the life in the training camp was still reminding him of the existence of the scar at all times. If it wasn't for this scar, he would have been a first-class talent as well. 　　Whenever the Soldiering Technique was activated and the Force raged and churned, it would become extraordinarily stagnant as soon as it entered the area of the scar, so Qianye would have to accumulate more Force to be able to channel the complete wave of Force. 　　Qianye didn't know who had left him this scar. He was less than three years old when he was injured! 　　This was fate, and Thousand Night had to accept it. 　　The training continued and a new course of knowledge was added during the third month, this time it was Mechanical Principles. 　　It was an all-encompassing subject that included not only math, physics, but many other things as well. It was the only way to understand the workings of the giant machines that people relied on to change the world. 　　The first machines were steam engines fueled by black stone. After being successfully miniaturized, the first generation steam engine is still active on all continents. It had many advantages, stability, power, and so on, however the biggest advantage was because it was cheap. 　　Cheap to manufacture, cheap to maintain, in a situation where black stones were everywhere and steel reserves were extremely abundant, even after thousands of years had passed, the steam engine was still the most suitable choice in most cases. 　　The newly added knowledge classes allowed Qianye's ranking to rapidly rise, even killing his way into the top twenty, and even had hopes of making a dash for the top ten. 　　It was time for the March exam, and Qianye had cultivated Force Tide two weeks earlier, so naturally there was no doubt about passing. Three of the trainees in the same batch as Qianye failed to meet the requirements, and as a result, they were whipped into serious injuries by Zhang Jing herself, and then ordered to be dragged away. 　　It had been three months since there had been any deaths, so long that these kids had almost forgotten that this was the Yellow Springs Training Camp, the Yellow Springs Training Camp known for the extreme cruelty of selection and elimination in the entire Imperial Military Reserve! 　　As soon as the fourth month began, a new course was added: fighting. 　　From this moment on, the easy training career ended. Most of the fighting classes started with instructor guidance, and then the students practiced against each other to finish. 　　Throughout the first week, most people went back with bruises and swollen faces, while Qianye was injured extraordinarily heavily. 　　When the trainees sparred they all attacked with all their might, there was no such thing as mercy. Among the top ranked students, Qianye was the weakest physically and naturally received focused attention. 　　If they could beat Qianye to the point where he couldn't get out of bed, they would naturally have one less opponent to compete for the "Zhu Yan Blood". 　　This was the Yellow Springs Training Camp, not a gentle aristocratic school. 　　When the rankings were announced at the end of the week, Qianye's rankings dropped wildly, all the way down to forty-eight, only just managing to keep his place in the top fifty. 　　After the kids read the rankings, it was bedtime. 　　Thousand Nights had just walked into the dormitory, when suddenly the door to the room closed behind him, followed by a few black shadows pouncing on him, grabbing him firmly. An arm was placed across Thousand Night's throat in a death lock, making it impossible for him to breathe or scream. 　　This was a fighting battle technique that he had just learned, and in the blink of an eye, it was used on Thousand Nights.