Chapter 393 Arriving at the school gate

Chapter 393 Arriving at the school gate

Just as the Holy See's branch in China was being troubled by China's actions one after another, Jiang Mingyang arrived at the Imperial Martial Arts Campus.

Diwu is located in the Dongcheng District of the imperial capital, covering a vast area surrounded by mountains and rivers, and has an extremely strong teaching staff.

It is the best university in China, with the best teachers in China, and the most abundant resource allocation.

Duan Qing agreed to half of the resources, which made Diwu's body hurt for a long time.

Duan Qing never pressed for it, and Di Wu was reluctant to give it to him, so he just put it off day by day.

After just over two months of delay, Jiang Mingyang brazenly came to ask for debts.

If it was just a debt, Jiang Mingyang would still come up with so many tricks. If Di Wu didn't show some dignity, he would really be looked down upon.

The location and overall architectural style of Diwu are completely different from other schools.

Because the history of Emperor Wu can be traced back to the period of imperial power.

Although it does not reach the level of a thousand-year-old school, the school has a long history.

Therefore, Diwu's academic style is more similar to the legendary cultivating sect.

Leaving the prosperous urban area of ​​Dongcheng and going up the winding mountain road, there is a continuous hilly area.

Ruze County is located in the hilly area, but it is far away from Diwu and the location is also very remote.

In the very center of the hills, there are several towering mountains.

The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round. The mountain is majestic, wide and continuous, covered with lush vegetation, like a huge emerald in the center of the hills.

A large river meanders in front of the Emerald Mountain, as if a giant dragon is recharging its energy, and there are signs of a dragon taking over the world at any time.

This place has been seen by experts and said that it hides the wind and gathers water without moving, and has the potential of a dragon lurking in the abyss. It is the best place for running schools, cultivating Taoism, and cultivating talents.

The car reached halfway up the mountain, overlooking many hills, and had just arrived at the gate of Diwu.

This is enough to show that the threshold for imperial martial arts is high.

The talents who can enter the Imperial Martial Arts School are either the top talents in the country or the rich and powerful. It is impossible for ordinary people to enter.

The school gate of Diwu is not as spacious and grand as other schools.

Diwu has no school gate at all. There is a huge stone halfway up the mountain, which looks like the gate of the entire Xiuxian Sect.

There is a simple stone step five people wide next to the boulder, which winds and disappears among the vegetation.

Opposite the mountain gate is a parking lot, which is adjacent to the cliff and filled with various interview vehicles.

Countless photographers with long guns and short cannons, as well as news staff from various platforms, all appeared with their necks stretched out. Jiang Mingyang appeared.

Diwu does not allow the media to enter, and they can only obtain first-hand information outside the mountain gate.

What's interesting is that there are no guards around. They can wait outside the mountain gate, but no one dares to step out of the parking lot.

It seems that there is a forbidden area in front of the mountain gate, and no one is allowed to enter without permission.

Shan Bo did not drive the car into the parking lot, but parked it outside the gate of Diwu Mountain.

"This is the school gate ahead. I can only send you here, and you have to walk up the rest of the way."

Shan Bo reminded with a smile. Jiang Mingyang saw through the car window that the school gate was completely different from what he knew. He was so shocked that he was speechless.

Accustomed to seeing modern metropolises, the sudden plunge into a dreamlike, picturesque fairyland of immortality is a huge impact on modern people.

Especially in the era of warriors, everyone yearned to practice martial arts and achieve enlightenment, and even more so to the legendary life of cultivating immortals.

"I'll go. No wonder people call me a bumpkin. Now I feel like a bumpkin."

Jiang Mingyang thought to himself while preparing to pick up the car with an unhappy look on his face.

But what he didn't expect was that Jiang Ziyue got out of the car first, and then stood respectfully outside the car door, like an orderly servant, waiting for her master to get off.

Jiang Mingyang was a little confused, and Shan Bo pursed his lips and said, "Go down quickly, your little girlfriend is trying to earn face for you, don't let down other people's good intentions."

"Is this trying to earn face for me? Why do I feel like this is putting me on the fire?"

Jiang Mingyang's face was dark and he wanted to get off the car on the other side, but Shanbo locked the door, so he had to get off on Jiang Ziyue's side.

As soon as he got out of the car, countless long guns and short cannons came over with questions.

But with the parking lot as the boundary, no matter how crowded they are, they don't dare to be more than the slightest bit.

"Mr. Jiang Mingyang, are you serious?

Don't you think it's too arrogant to challenge the new generation of Emperor Wu on your own? "

"Miss Jiang Ziyue, you are a direct descendant of the Jiang family, why did you agree to such an excessive bet?

Did Mr. Jiang Mingyang use irrational methods against you? "

"Miss Jiang Ziyue, under what circumstances did you sign the bet? If the battle fails, will you really fulfill the bet?

With your identity and status, aren't you afraid of becoming a stain on the Jiang family and giving enemies a reason to attack the Jiang family? "

"Mr. Jiang Mingyang, why can you force Miss Jiang Ziyue to sign such an excessive one-way bet?

Doesn't your conscience hurt? Or let me ask you another question, do you still have a conscience? "

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Jiang Mingyang's brain was boiling with all kinds of questions, and none of these questions were kind.

Fortunately, they did not dare to step out of the parking lot, otherwise Jiang Mingyang would be killed by them before he could challenge him.

"Don't worry about them, just enter the mountain gate."

Jiang Ziyue gave a faint reminder, but Jiang Mingyang shook his head, turned around and looked around at the many reporters, and quickly dismissed Yao Yutong.

The reporters thought that Jiang Mingyang wanted to answer the question, but Jiang Mingyang waved his hand like Yao Yutong and said: "Sister Yutong, let's have a meal after this is over. I haven't repaid you for your help last time."

Jiang Mingyang's simple words directly made Yao Yutong the focus of the whole audience.

This sentence means first-hand information and first-hand follow-up interviews!

Yao Yutong, a newcomer in the news circle of the imperial capital, has become a celebrity in the news industry, and will benefit from this sentence for the rest of his life.

All the famous reporters and big names were so envious that their eyes almost popped out, and they wanted to replace him.

"It's an appointment. If you dare to break your promise, I will tear down your door."

Yao Yutong responded playfully, enjoying the envious eyes around her and the glory of this moment.

Although she was very tired from getting up early and going to bed late these days, all her efforts were worth it at this moment.

Jiang Mingyang nodded and turned to look at the boulder dozens of meters high outside the mountain gate.

The boulder was vicissitudes and simple. Although the material was not special, it was full of traces of time, and there was a poem engraved on it.

Jiang Mingyang looked up and felt a mighty spirit rushing straight into the sky, and his blood was instantly ignited by this poem.

One day, the great roc rises with the wind, soaring up to 90,000 miles.

The sword energy is mighty and covers the sea, and the world is pacified with a single stroke of light!

Heroes should suppress the four directions, and the wind rises and the clouds fly.

If anyone dares to offend China, I will open my sword and pierce the armor to kill everyone!

The poem is clearly engraved on the stone, but it is more vigorous and powerful than those written with a brush, as if it has been integrated with the heroic spirit of a lifetime.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the iron painting and silver hooks are vividly rendered with the heroic spirit and domineering spirit of the poem.

Jiang Mingyang wished that he could travel the world with a sword, and with a wave of his hand, the powerful enemies would be wiped out, and he would help China to revitalize China!

At this moment, Jiang Mingyang's aura changed, and Jiang Ziyue beside him also noticed it, but she couldn't tell where it changed.

"What a domineering declaration, what a blatant fighting spirit, who wrote this poem?"