Chapter 670 Don't move! [Add more updates for the leader of the Feng family's ten-year fan Liao Bin! 】
Minister Ding's face was ashen, and his gaze was like lightning; it circled the faces of all the students in the school.
All Qianlong Gaowu teachers stood upright next to their respective classes, listening in a standard standing posture, motionless.
A lot of them are thinking.
We also talk about these things every day and emphasize them every day.
It is not that we do not pay attention to children's battlefield education.
But we can't educate students by killing one person a day.
But... in front of Minister Ding, none of these reasons existed!
As long as some of your students still have that naive idea, you, the teacher, are a failure!
There is no reason!
"The result of the second lottery! Class 2, Grade 3, Qianlong Gaowu, ranked second!"
"The opponent is, the second team is ranked nineteenth!"
Offstage.
Gao Qiaoer and Li Chenglong both looked surprised.
Can't help but suddenly turn around, glanced at each other, and saw the deep doubt in each other's eyes.
"Wrong guess!"
"Yes, why did the murder happen in the second team?"
"Isn't the second team from Star Soul Continent? Impossible!"
"But the King of the Central Plains is here...could it be...or why did you have to wait so long?"
"Read on."
The two quickly communicated a few words, then immediately turned their heads and stared at the stage intently.
beside.
Xiang Bing's face was flushed, his eyes were fixed on him, his fists were clenched tightly, his teeth were clenched, and he made a sound like eating broad beans.
There was a tsunami-like sound all over the place, and almost nothing was heard.
There is only one thought in my mind: This pair of dogs and men are eyeing each other again... Scumbag! Scum girl! I'm furious…
Xiang Bing is only a tiny bit away from the direct explosion...
On stage.
Vice Principal Liu picked up the roster, found the name, and read: "Qianlong Gaowu, Class 2, Grade 3, the second place is Chen Tang! Infant becomes high-level!"
Over there, the young man in Tsing Yi held the roster and said calmly: "The second team, ranked nineteenth is Wang Xiaoma! The baby becomes a high-ranking one!"
It seems that they are evenly matched on the surface.
Moreover, the name is very strange, which makes people gag.
The previous one is called Iron Maverick.
And this one is surprisingly called Wang Xiaoma.
How casual the name is!
But this time, no one laughed.
Because everyone has realized that these people, I am afraid every one of them, is a killer who has been fighting for many years!
I really don't know where these people come from.
There are also those names, such as the iron calf king Xiao Ma Yunyun, 99% of them are fake names.
On stage.
Hearing the name 'Chen Tang', the King of Central Plains was startled once again with a pale face.
My whole body stiffened for a while!
What a coincidence again?
The next moment, the King of Central Plains' eyes were full of anger and panic.
Although it disappeared in a flash, that emotion did exist.
Chen Tang walked out slowly with a solemn expression.
When he heard his name, he couldn't help thinking, should he admit defeat?
But once I admit defeat, my life will be over. At most, I can only be a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, without any future at all!
The military and political circles are all blacklisted. What can be achieved in the future?
Being a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, if you really make achievements, you will be easily targeted.
One sentence of admitting defeat is ruined for the rest of his life.
I can not be reconciled!
I still have my mission!
Chen Tang pursed his lips and jumped onto the ring.
In front of him, there was a young man with the same stature and dark face, just like the Iron Maverick before him, with an expressionless face; on his back, like the Iron Maverick, was a machete with a thick back!
And the same reticence.
If it weren't for the completely different faces, just looking at the momentum and temperament of the two of them, it would almost make people think that they are a pair of twins.
"please!"
The two saluted each other.
Immediately, the war started immediately.
but…
After just two strokes!
Wang Xiaoma withdrew his sword and backed away: "Accept!"
In front of him was Chen Tang's body that had been broken into two pieces.
Blood was slowly spreading on the ring; and on Chen Tang's face that could no longer change, there was only horror!
Two knives!
The first cut broke Chen Tang's weapon, and his body flew away, and the second cut cut him in half!
"The second team, the second team wins! Qianlong Gaowu, lose another game!"
Minister Ding's voice was filled with unspeakable regret.
Over there, the King of Central Plains trembled for a moment, stood up suddenly, his face turned blue, and said, "Marshal Dongfang, Uncle Ximen...Uncle Beigong...Minister Ding, I feel a little unwell... Why don't I go back for now..."
Marshal Ximen turned his eyes around, his eyes were as sharp as a red-hot steel needle, and said lightly: "What's wrong?"
Wang Qiang of the Central Plains smiled: "I haven't been on the battlefield for many years... and now I feel so uncomfortable after being rushed with blood, it's really unbearable."
Marshal Ximen narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "You can't do this. Back then, your father wandered back and forth in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, not to mention that he was at ease, at least he didn't change his face. With your current state, at that time If something happens, how will you respond?"
The Central Plains King's face was pale: "The little king is probably in the rear all the year round, pampered too much, humiliating the ancestors, and being generous..."
Marshal Dongfang turned his head, lowered his face, and said slowly: "As a prince of the royal family, he is supported by people's fat and people's anointing. It is too unbearable to react like this when he sees blood. As a role model in the mainland, the royal family bears a heavy responsibility. My son, how can I set an example for the world? If there is a day to go to war, how dare I expect you to lead the way?"
King of Central Plains: "I..."
Marshal Bei Gonghao was even more unceremonious, saying: "Jun Taifeng, this commander will give you a piece of advice, just watch it honestly and get used to it as soon as possible, the sooner you get used to it, the better."
The King of the Central Plains was panting, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists.
The three commanders all looked at him coldly, not paying any attention to his actions.
On the ground of the arena, the blood was dazzling and the smell was tangy.
After a moment of cold silence, the King of Central Plains finally took a deep breath, laughed, and said: "Several marshals have good words, this king has been educated, so let's read it carefully and seriously, the ancestors have been **** for thousands of years, This makes the rear safe, how can we be so helpless!"
His complexion turned from pale to rosy, and even seemed calm and calm.
Marshal Ximen said indifferently: "Today is just an inspection, or a cutscene. After that, it's nothing to do with you. I still remember that before your father's life-and-death battle, you seemed to have a feeling and came to me for a drink. .We talked a lot that night."
The Central Plains King's face was calm just now, and his blood was surging again. He took a breath and said, "I don't know what my father said?"
Marshal Ximen said: "Your father was drunk at the time. Ask me, Marshal, do you know that as a prince of the royal family, even if I don't leave Beijing, I can live a lifetime of prosperity and wealth, and live happily all my life; then why do I have to go to the battlefield?" fight?"
The Central Plains King pondered: "And then?"
Marshal Ximen said: "Then I also asked, why? Your father said... the previous king only had two heirs. Although the current mainland, the imperial power is far from the golden mouth and jade teeth of the previous dynasty, the status of the royal family is still noble. , is still aloof.”
"So, the throne is still the position that the emperor's heirs flock to."
"Your father said that if he stays in the capital, it will only cause disasters; even if he doesn't want to be in power, there will always be someone who will find ways to let him be in power and force him to be in power. Because only when he is in power, will there be new Conglong heroes, Only then can the current meritorious family be suppressed for a while, and those who want your father to be on the throne will have the opportunity to become the 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 being forced by others, you may not be unmoved."
"Because there are too many people who want to be superior, and people's hearts have always been weird and unpredictable. Those people are inextricably linked with your father. Once you let go, the process will only go faster."
"So your father said, I only hope that after me, the royal family will decline; but I can use my blood and iron to save a way for my descendants."
"You know that your father's reputation, status, martial arts, cultivation, strategy, command, and wisdom are all enough to be a commander in chief of an army, but just to avoid taboos, he is only a deputy commander in chief."
"But in those years, too many tough and fierce battles were fought by your father!"
"The first prince of the royal family, the undefeated **** of war in the mainland, and the legend of the immortal star soul are the great achievements of your father. Do you think you can get it casually?!"
Marshal Ximen said indifferently: "No matter what you do, no one will touch you now; it's not because of your high status as the king of the Central Plains, nor because of your noble status as the royal family, but just because of the all-powerful God of War back then." !"
"For the illustrious military exploits of the year, immortal feats!"
"For the sake of having a clear chance to survive, but with the increasing number of supporters, loyalists, increasing prestige, and signs of gradually threatening the throne with the increasing military exploits, a generation of war gods who are willing to fight and die with all their confidantes! "
"He has the ability and wisdom of a commander, but he is willing to be a general who charges into the battle. If he has the opportunity to directly surpass the commander, he will become a king of heaven and right, but he is willing to fight to the death in order to avoid hidden dangers...a generation of princes! "
"That's the man we admire the most! He was in the Western Army back then, and he was also my strongest brother!"
The face of the King of Central Plains turned pale again, and he murmured: "I didn't do anything."
Marshal Ximen said coldly: "That's why I will come here in person this time. I just want to watch you with my own eyes and watch you watch these competitions! You... and sit still!"
He rolled his eyes, and a cold light shot out, his eyes were like two swords slashing fiercely, breathtaking!
He looked into the eyes of the King of Central Plains with such eyes, and said word by word: "No, yes, move!"
The King of the Central Plains sat down slumped, his face suddenly turned gray.
Thanks to the leader of the Feng family for ten years, Liao Bin, for the reward.
Seeing this name, I was a little emotional; really. Iron-clad camps and flowing soldiers.
After so many years of writing books, I have heard too many words of "we will never leave".
Today, the original brothers are still there, no more than one-tenth of them.
Some have even turned black. 'I'm tired of watching', 'Enough of watching', 'It's always been this way', etc...
Now, when I see this name, my heart really warms up.
Just like the name of the brother "Feng Da Lao Shufan" a few days ago, it made my heart beat violently.
Thank you, Liao Bin. Thank you, I wrote it for ten years, you read it for ten years, after all, you and I are still here.
(end of this chapter)