On the podium, Su Xiao could not help but increase his volume when he saw Zhou Shan, who was a little depressed. This made his words sound even more impassioned.
In his opinion, there was no need to think about this question at all.
Because in his previous life, he had already thought about it.
In his previous life, his country, which was in dire straits, had been blocked by the foreign powers with aircraft carriers.
Countless hot-blooded men dedicated their savings to the country.
One cent, two cents, one piece, two pieces. They were the original shareholders of the future aircraft carrier construction of the motherland, and also the most precious group of people in the motherland.
Compared to the wealthy people who donated tens of millions or hundreds of millions of wealth.
Their one or two cents were also worth thousands of gold.
"The martial arts of the creator requires the practitioners to perform the martial arts in the tower of time at the cost of their own martial arts future. Once they fail, their martial arts will be destroyed!”
"The martial arts of a founder requires the martial artists to blaze a new trail. Without their hard work, how can there be a hundred times the feedback of a founder?”
"Creating martial artists opens the way for martial arts, and martial artists are the ones who truly walk on this path!”
"The reason why Longxia has been standing up to this day is because of the generations of founder martial artists who have carried forward the cause and forged ahead. It is also because of the hot-blooded determination of generations of martial artists to defend the country!”
"Protecting the country is priceless, and so is sacrificing!”
An ear-splitting voice resounded throughout the entire classroom.
Zhou Shan, who had asked the question, had tears in his eyes.
After so many years, he still remembered the scene of his parents 'broken bodies being sent back by the border guards.
As a martial artist guarding the border, his parents had never abandoned their mission and dedicated everything to Long Xia.
All these years, he had always been proud of his parents. He wanted to become a founder and make greater contributions than his parents.
Now, he was relieved.
He might never be able to become a founder, but if he became a martial artist, he would not disappoint Long Xia and his parents!
"Thank you, teacher. I've learned my lesson!”
Zhou Shan bowed and sincerely bowed to this teacher who was a few years younger than him.
At this moment, the other students in the classroom did not feel much about what Su Xiao had just said.
On the contrary, Zhang Hai, who was outside the window, had red eyes and seemed very excited.
Tang Sancai patted his back silently and did not speak for a long time.
Zhang Hai was a veteran Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. He had been teaching at Shoujiang Academy for more than 30 years and had never been famous.
However, only those of his generation knew that he was once a genius who was unparalleled in Long Xia's limelight.
Until one day, he created a Level 3 martial art. In his excitement, he forgot to verify the risk of this technique.
After choosing the three Great Martial Masters as the practitioners, he opened the Space-time Pagoda and let them begin the martial arts practice.
A hundred days later, the three young Great Martial Masters with boundless prospects were carried out covered in white cloth.
An experiment failed, and three Martial Grandmasters died tragically.
They had not even had the chance to make contributions in Longxia, but their names were never on Longxia's Hero Monument!
Zhang Hai, who had been in a state of self-reproach, never tried to create a Level 3 martial art again. He put all his energy into creating a Level 1 martial art because he felt that with his strength, he could only guarantee the success rate of a Level 1 martial art and not cause the martial artist to die miserably!
"Just like what Little Brat Su said, their sacrifice is priceless. This year, I will unite all the teachers of the Shoujiang Academy to clear the name of these nameless heroes!”
Tang Sancai said in a low voice. The failure of a founder might be the life of a martial artist. The success of a founder was built on the sacrifice of martial artists.
Su Xiao was right. For Long Xia, both a Founder and a Warrior were indispensable, and their contributions were equally priceless!
" Let's go. I won't disturb his lecture. He came to the Western Border with sincerity. He won't leave this land just because of the treatment. This is the Western Border, where Long Xia sacrificed the most!”
Tang Sancai pulled Zhang Hai through the classroom as if he had never been there before.
In the classroom, Su Xiao, who had long noticed the arrival of the old senior, did not mind. He thought that the two of them were here to test his teaching level.
"I don't know if they're satisfied with my performance. It's mainly because these two students asked the wrong questions. It's not that I'm talking nonsense and not teaching the relevant knowledge of this course!”
Su Xiao was secretly worried about her future. After Zhou Shan sat down, she quickly said to the students below the stage,
"The first two questions have little to do with this course. As for the third question, please try your best to ask questions that are related to this course.”
"After all, I am your defense teacher, not your ideology teacher…”
Su Xiao's helpless request made the students laugh.
At this moment, they no longer had any doubts about Su Xiao's level.
A teacher who was able to create a level two strategic martial art, did he need to doubt his ability?
Was there a need to question the character of a person who could treat a founder and a martial artist equally?
It was their fortune to have met such a teacher. They had no right to continue questioning him.
"Xiaomeng, help me ask how to construct a Level 1 defensive martial art from scratch.”
Liu Yajing, who had just wasted a chance to ask a question, remembered the question she was most concerned about. She shook Qin Mengmeng beside her and pleaded softly.
"I'll ask, I'll ask. Can you stop shaking me? It hurts!”
"What's wrong? I didn't grab your arm hard!"
"My chest hurts…"
Qin Mengmeng's petite body carried a heavy burden as she repeated her friend's question to Su Xiao.
This was the question that all the students in the classroom were most concerned about!
After all, they were still a group of children who were walking the path of being a creator.
Creating martial arts was their greatest dream.
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