Chapter 670

Ding Bu Chang's face was livid and his eyes were like electricity; Circle around the faces of all the students in the school.

All teachers of Qianlong gaowu stood upright next to their teaching classes and listened motionless in a standard standing at attention.

Many of them are thinking.

We also say and emphasize these things every day.

It's not that we don't pay attention to children's battlefield education.

But we can't educate students by dying one person a day.

But... In front of department chief D, these reasons don't exist!

As long as your students and others have that childish idea, you, a teacher, will fail!

for nothing!

"The result of the second lottery! Qianlong gaowu, class 2, grade 3, ranked second!"

"The opponent is, the second team ranks 19th!"

Under the stage.

Gao Qiaoer and Li Chenglong both looked surprised.

I couldn't help but look back and see the deep doubts in each other's eyes.

"Wrong guess!"

"Yes, how did the murder happen in the second team?"

"Isn't the second team from Xinghun mainland? It's impossible!"

"But the king of the Central Plains came... Could it be... Or why did he wait so long?"

"Look at it again."

The two quickly voiced a few words, then immediately turned back and stared at the stage.

side.

Xiang Bing's face flushed, his eyes looked at him, his fists clenched tightly, his teeth clenched and made a sound like eating broad beans.

There was a tsunami like sound, and almost nothing was heard.

There is only one thought in my heart: the dog men and women are flirting again... Slag man! Scum girl! I'm so angry

The distance between Xiang Bing and the direct eruption is only one silk

On the stage.

Vice president Liu picked up the roster, found the name and read: "Qianlong gaowu, class 2, grade 3. The second is Chen Tang! The baby becomes a senior!"

Over there, the young man in Tsing Yi took the roster and said faintly, "team two, the 19th one is Wang Xiaoma! The baby has become a high-level!"

On the face of it, two people are equally matched.

Moreover, the name is very strange and makes people laugh.

The first one is called iron calf.

And this one is impressively called Wang Xiaoma.

How casual the name is!

But this time, no one laughed again.

Because we all realize that these people, I'm afraid each of them, have been fighting for years!

I don't know where these people came from.

And those names, what iron calf king, Xiao Ma yunyun, 99% are false names.

On the stage.

Hearing the name "Chen Tang", the king of the Central Plains had a pale face and was stunned again.

I'm stiff all over!

Another coincidence?

The next moment, the eyes of the king of the central plains were filled with an expression called anger and panic.

Although it disappeared in a flash, the emotion did exist.

Chen Tang walked out slowly with a dignified face.

When he heard his name, he couldn't help thinking, do you want to admit defeat?

But once you admit defeat, your whole life will be over. At most, you can only be a Jianghu warrior and have no future!

Both military and political circles are blacklists. What can we achieve in the future?

Being a Jianghu martial artist is easy to be targeted if he makes achievements.

A confession of defeat is a lifelong suicide.

I'm not willing!

I still have my mission!

Chen Tang pursed his lips and jumped into the challenge arena.

In front of him, a young man with the same tall and straight figure and dark face was as expressionless as the iron calf before; His back, like the iron calf, is a thick back mountain knife!

And the same reticence.

If it weren't for their different faces, just looking at their momentum and temperament, people would almost think they were twins.

"Please!"

"Please!"

They saluted each other.

Immediately, the war began.

But

After just two moves!

Wang Xiaoma took back his knife and said, "accept!"

In front of him was Chen Tang's body, which had been cut in two.

Blood is slowly spreading on the challenge arena; On Chen Tang's face, which can no longer change, there is only one piece of horror!

Two knives!

The first knife cuts off Chen Tang's weapon and flies away. The second knife cuts the waist!

"The second array, the second team wins! Qianlong gaowu, lose another game!"

Ding Bu Chang's voice was mixed with unspeakable regret.

Over there, the king of the Central Plains trembled, suddenly stood up, his face was a little blue, and said: "Marshal Dongfang, uncle Ximen... Uncle Beigong... Minister Ding, I'm not feeling well... Why don't I go back temporarily..."

Marshal Ximen turned his eyes, sharp as a red steel needle, and said faintly, "what's wrong?"

Wang Qiang of the Central Plains smiled: "I haven't been on the battlefield for many years... Now I feel terrible when I am flushed with blood and gas. It's unbearable."

Marshal Ximen narrowed his eyes and said faintly, "you can't be like this. In those days, your father wandered back and forth in the sea of corpses and blood. He didn't say he was like a fish in water, at least he didn't change his face. In your current state, if there were any changes at that time, how would you respond?"

The king of the Central Plains looked pale: "Xiao Wang is probably in the rear all year round. He is too respectful and treats his ancestors too much, which will shame his ancestors and make him laugh generously..."

Dongfang Marshal turned around, lowered his face and said slowly, "as a royal prince, I have to be supported by the people. It's too unbearable to see such a response when I see blood. As a model in the mainland, the royal family has a heavy responsibility on its shoulders. How can you set an example for the world? If there is a day of war, how dare I expect you to take the lead?"

Central Plains King: "I..."

Marshal Beigong Hao was even more impolite and said, "Jun Taifeng, this Marshal gives you a piece of advice. Look at it honestly and adapt as soon as possible. The sooner you adapt, the better."

The king of the Central Plains breathed, the green veins on his forehead beat, and his hands clenched their fists tightly.

The three marshals looked at him coldly and faintly, and didn't care about his actions at all.

On the ground of the challenge arena, the blood was dazzling and smelled fishy.

After a moment of silence, the king of the Central Plains finally took a heavy breath, laughed and said: "I have learned from several marshals. I will look at it carefully and seriously. My ancestors have been bleeding for thousands of years, which makes the rear secure. How can our generation be so poor!"

His face turned from pale to ruddy, even a bit calm.

Marshal Ximen said faintly, "today is just an inspection, or a show off. It won't be your business in the past. I remember that before your father's life and death war, he seemed to feel something and came to me for a drink. That night, we talked a lot."

The king of the Central Plains just calmed his face and some blood surged. He took a breath and said, "I don't know what my father said?"

Marshal Ximen said, "your father was drunk and asked me, marshal, do you know that as a prince of the royal family, I can be rich and prosperous in my life even if I don't go out of Beijing; then why should I fight in the battlefield?"

The king of the Central Plains thought, "then?"

Marshal Ximen said, "then I asked, why? Your father said... The former king had only two children. Although the imperial power in the mainland is far from following the words of the previous dynasty, the royal status is still noble and high."

"Therefore, the throne is still the position that the emperor's heirs flock to."

"Your father said that if he stayed in the capital, it would only cause disaster; even if he didn't want to be in the top position, someone would always try to let him be in the top position and force him to be in the top position. Because only when he was in the top position, would there be new meritorious heroes from the dragon and suppress the current meritorious family for a while, and those who wanted your father to be in the top position would have the opportunity to become a new top power class."

"Your father said that if you stay in the capital, you will inevitably die sooner or later; even if you are not forced by others, you may not be moved."

"Because there are too many people who want to be superior, and people's hearts are always strange and unpredictable. Those people have countless ties with your father. Even if they don't let go, they may not have a day of forced yellow robes; once they let go, the process will only be faster."

"So your father said, I only hope that after myself, the royal family will decline; but I can reserve a way of life for my children and grandchildren with my iron and blood achievements."

"Your father's reputation, status, martial arts, accomplishments, strategy, command and wisdom are enough to be a commander in chief of the army, but just to avoid taboo, you can only be a deputy commander."

"But in those years, too many hard battles and fierce battles were fought by your father!"

"The first Prince of the royal family, the invincible God of war in the mainland and the immortal legend of star soul are your father's great achievements. Do you think you can get them casually?!"

Marshal Ximen said lightly, "no matter what you do, no one will touch you now. It's not because of your high rank as the king of the Central Plains, nor your noble status as a royal family, it's just for the mighty God of war in those years!"

"For the great achievements of that year, immortal feats!"

"In order to have a clear chance to live, but with the increasing military achievements, the more supporters, the more loyal men, the increasing prestige and the gradual signs of threatening the throne, the generation of God of war willing to fight and die with all his confidants!"

"With the ability and wisdom of the commander-in-chief, he is willing to be a general in charge. He has the opportunity to directly cross the commander-in-chief and become a king of the left and right, but he is willing to die in order to stabilize the hidden danger... A generation of Prince!"

"That's the man we admire most. He was in the Western army and my most iron brother!"

The king of the Central Plains turned pale again and murmured, "I didn't do anything."

Marshal Ximen said coldly, "that's why I'll come here this time. I just want to see you with my own eyes and watch you finish these martial arts competitions! You... And sit still!"

His eyes turned over, and the cold light burst out. His eyes were like two hundred war long knives, which took people's heart and soul!

He looked at the eyes of the king of the Central Plains and said word by word: "no, want, move!"

The king of the Central Plains sat down decadent, and his face suddenly became very gray.