Chapter 90 The first day of school (Part 1)

Chapter 90 The first day of school (Part 1)

The school uniforms for girls are similar to those for boys, with black as the base.

The black hunting skirt, tight combat pants, and slightly high-heeled combat boots set off her figure.

Lin Xiling has a slender figure, a slender waist, long and straight thighs, slender and elegant ankles, and exquisite combat boots.

She is already quirky, adding a touch of heroism and coolness.

"Don't be funny, you're in big trouble this time."

Lin Xiling pulled Jiang Mingyang forward quickly, and said solemnly: "Three people of the same age are here."

"Three people?"

Jiang Mingyang paused slightly, frowned and looked at Lin Xiling.

If there was only one person, he would still have the confidence to fight, but if there were three people, he would definitely be finished.

"Originally, it was just the third master of the Jiang family, who came with Jiang Haoding and a group of servants.

But Jiang Haoding is a freshman at Imperial Capital Wuda University, and he also represents the face of Imperial Capital Wuda University, so Imperial Capital Wuda University sent two more freshmen.

They said they were here to learn from each other, but in fact, they came to slap their faces.

The Wuda Freshman Championship will be held at Dongsheng College in half a year. Their trip is both a demonstration and a suppression."

Lin Xiling explained quickly, and Jiang Mingyang was stunned and said, "Why? There is no competition yet."

"In the last freshman competition, Imperial Capital Wuda ranked first.

In theory, this year's freshman competition should be held at Imperial Capital Wuda University. The event was held at Wuda University.

But I don't know what the top management is crazy about. They had already decided on something, but suddenly changed the venue to Dongsheng College.

If you were the management of Wuda University in the Imperial Capital, what would you do? "

Lin Xiling rolled her eyes and explained, Jiang Mingyang frowned and said, "Sneer, slap in the face, crush with strength!"

Jiang Mingyang's heart was full of ten thousand beasts, "Damn it, why did all the bad luck happen to me?"

At this critical moment, sparring with Jiang Haoding is not only a matter of personal victory or defeat, but also related to the face of the college.

"Damn it, no wonder Zhan Manniu, Li Bitch, Wei Yindan, they are so reluctant to teach me, it feels like they are using me as a gun.

Is there any specific information? I have a bottom line in my heart. "

Jiang Mingyang complained dejectedly. At this point, he had no way to retreat and could only bite the bullet.

"The intelligence will be released soon. Let's go. If you are late, Zhan Manniu will beat you to death."

When the two arrived at the martial arts arena, the open space under the arena was full of people, all of whom were freshmen and sophomores.

The team was straight and level. No matter from which angle you looked at it, people would be in a straight line.

On the stands around the arena, there were juniors and seniors and their instructors, as well as various people in luxurious clothes, looking at the freshmen with appreciation and smiles.

There were several tables on the arena, and the tables were covered with red tablecloths. That was the temporary rostrum.

The big shots had not yet appeared, but all the freshman instructors were there.

They stood on both sides of the arena. Zhan Hong was straight with a tiger back, Wei Dexian had a loyal smile on his face, Li Yichen was as graceful as a banished immortal, and Qin Muxue was as cold as a cold plum.

There were also several instructors in charge of logistics standing on the martial arts arena, including Jiang Mingyang's favorite Tu Meimei.

They all looked at Jiang Mingyang with eager and encouraging eyes.

Jiang Mingyang wanted to die, but he pretended to ignore it and stood straight like a soldier.

The sky was high and the clouds were sparse, the morning sun was shining, and the breeze was blowing the willows.

Dong... Dong... Dong...

In the quiet academy, there were sudden bell ringing.

The bell sounded like the sound of the avenue, and it was like the surging of the corridor of time, as if it contained the baptism of holy sound, which made people suddenly realize their fall.

As the bell sounded, the flock of birds flew into the sky and the floating clouds in the sky flowed.

At this moment, Wei Dexian walked forward slowly and said loudly accompanied by the melodious bell sound.

"Morning bells and evening drums, use war to cultivate the mind, use war to cultivate the nature, and use war to survive.

For those of us who practice martial arts, we only hear the morning bells, not the evening drums, and we only fight for the day and night, not the end of the year.

Fight for a lifetime, fight for a lifetime, regardless of honor and disgrace, not seeking right or wrong, just to have a clear conscience!"

The melodious bell sounded, the chanting was soul-stirring, and the two sounds blended with each other, as if it were some kind of magic.

Blood echoed with the bell, and a heroic spirit echoed in the chest, breaking through all obstacles and soaring into the sky.

With a sword in hand, he fought with blood, threw his head, shed blood, and annihilated the enemy, guarding one side and keeping the people safe.

The bell sounded melodiously, and the old principal, with a group of management, slowly walked to the podium and sat down.

The old principal was a kind old man in a white shirt with white hair and beard.

The two vice principals, Chang Gaoyang was short and fat, and Tan Hongxuan was tall and thin, but each had his own temperament and majesty.

Except for the old principal, whether it was the vice principal or the tutor, they all wore school uniforms.

The old principal Duan Wu was in the middle, and the vice principals Chang Gaoyang and Tan Hongxuan were on both sides of the old principal.

Zhan Hong and other freshman tutors stood beside the two vice principals.

As the saying goes, a teacher for a day is a father for life.

No matter how high their status and cultivation were, they would stand in any formal occasion as long as the old principal was present.

This is the respect from the bottom of their hearts, and also their inner perseverance.

The old principal has been sticking to Dongsheng College for decades with his own strength.

It took a lot of effort to push the unknown Wuhan University to the third place in the country.

Zhan Hong, Li Yichen and others, no matter which force they are placed in, are the mainstays, but they chose to stay in school.

One is to repay the favor, and the other is to help the old principal realize his dream and make Dongsheng College the best in the country!

"There are only three seats on the rostrum, what does the old principal want to do."

In the crowd, Jiang Mingyang asked in a low voice.

Knowing that the Jiang family was going to cause trouble, they didn't even leave a seat for them. This is too arrogant.

Lin Xiling answered nonsensically and asked: "Our tutors this year are all lawless. Guess whose students they are?"

"Ah?"

Jiang Mingyang was a little confused. Lin Xiling rolled her eyes and said disdainfully: "Domineering, protecting shortcomings, and arrogant, these are all inherited from the master.

Watch carefully, there will definitely be a good show today."

"Look at your uncle, all watch my show today."

Jiang Mingyang complained unhappily, but Lin Xiling ignored him and pretended to listen to his teachings.

"Alas, this is forcing me to die."

Jiang Mingyang felt bitter in his mouth and even couldn't breathe smoothly.

Whether it was the Jiang family or the Imperial Capital Wuhan University, if they wanted to come to attend the opening ceremony, they would definitely send a letter in advance.

The old principal was too domineering. He knew they were coming and didn't even prepare seats for them.

Not only was it a slap in the face, but he also wanted to use the Jiang family and the Imperial Capital Wuda to create pressure on all students.

If this is true, Jiang Mingyang will be under great pressure.

If he loses, he will be the eternal sinner of Dongsheng College.

The bell sounded weaker, and the old principal looked around and said lovingly: "Seize the day and have a clear conscience, which is the way of cultivating the mind in our school."

"A clear conscience? It's really high-sounding."

As soon as the old principal began to speak, he was interrupted by a deep voice.

The sound was like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears, almost shaking all the students' hearts.

Even among the guests who came to watch the ceremony, there were many who were not good at cultivation, and they were dizzy by the sound.

Everyone was shocked. They dared to destroy the scene so blatantly on the opening day of Dongsheng College. The identity of the person who came was definitely not ordinary.

With the rumbling of thunder, five figures walked in the void, stepped forward above everyone's head, and landed steadily on the stage.