Chapter 2024

Hearing his clamor, the eyes of the students on the stage were burning with anger again.

"Don't you agree? If you don't agree, come up and fight with me. Let me see how powerful your school is." Duan Yi Yi saw the anger on their faces and said contemptuously.

The anger in the eyes of the audience went out instantly. Most of them were just as strong as Hua Mingyu, or even less than him. Even if someone was better than him, they were not as strong as Yu.

With Cheng Yu's strength, they can't force Duan Yiyi to show his true accomplishments. Don't they bring shame on themselves when they come to power? They just lose face. Do they have to lose the face of an academy?

"Who the hell is this guy?" Although he was very happy to see huamingyu slapped in the face, Gu Fenghua was also a member of a school. He was a little angry when he saw that the other party despised the school so much. He couldn't help asking a disciple of the school. I remember when Duan Yi reported his name just now, the man gave a cry of surprise, presumably knowing his origin.

"Mr. Qingyun knows that he is the youngest disciple of Mr. Qingyun. At present, he is also a closed disciple. It is said that Mr. Qingyun is very fond of him and he was adopted as his adopted son some time ago." That person is being humiliated for the school, but his strength is poor, dare not come out and secretly hurt himself, also did not look up, look gloomy said.

It turned out to be a disciple of Qingyun Junshi! Gu Fenghua was a little surprised. Duan Qingyun and Zhang Yidao, the two envoys of Qingyun, were one of the six envoys under the throne of the emperor of heaven. Of course, she had heard his name.

No wonder this paragraph is so arrogant, it's so big!

"Why, as a student of a school, aren't you the elite and prodigy of every major school? You don't even have the courage, a group of cowards!" Seeing no one to fight, Duan is even more arrogant.

Gu Fenghua, holding the hilt of his sword, almost couldn't help fighting, but he hesitated and stopped.

Three days later, they will go to the holy tomb to repair the foundation. The survival of Yiyuan academy depends on it. Shen Tinglan and others' lives are even in her hands. There must be no mistake. It's not appropriate to make a fuss at this time.

"Hum, what's the ability to bully a few ordinary disciples? In those years, the people of Qingyun Academy were defeated by the predecessors of Yiyuan Academy. They were beaten to their knees and begged for mercy. Is it not enough to lose face?" Under the stage, a delicate female voice suddenly rang out.

"What are you talking about?" Duan Yi's face changed.

Thousands of years ago, several disciples of a school went to Qingyun school to observe the Moli practice. Some disciples of Qingyun school humiliated them in their own territory and angered them. The two sides agreed to fight on the jihadi platform.

After several fierce battles, the disciples of Qingyun Academy were beaten to the ground. The first one was beaten to his knees and begged for mercy. Then he fell down and died unexpectedly in training.

That disciple was the ancestor of his Duan family, and the one who defeated him was from the Yiyuan Academy.

It is said that because of this incident, the envoys of Qingyun and Daojun almost turned against each other. It was Shengjun who came forward to mediate and then wiped it out.

Because it's about the reputation of Qingyun academy, the disciples of Yidao academy know how to handle it, and they don't publicize it. So few people know about it, but they don't know how this person knows.