The world's best martial arts: the old principal of Mowu

Chapter 32 The General Assembly
Kyoto, Jingwu Great Hall.

Today is the day when Principal Zhang is promoted to the ninth rank, but the atmosphere in the auditorium is a bit solemn.

"Hansong, you have to work hard for this Wuhan University Exchange Competition." Zhang Tianyang said when everyone who was supposed to arrive was almost there.

"Principal, I can!" Li Hansong responded.

"We old guys can no longer compete with Mowu. It depends on your class."

Zhang Tianyang spoke again, but this time the expressions of everyone present changed drastically.

"Principal! You are the ninth grade!" Su Zhan shouted anxiously.

Zhang Tianyang waved his hand to calm him down.

"If the minister hadn't taken action, I would have been very likely to be defeated after that move, and..."

Moreover, Yu Feng has obtained the ninth-grade blood essence, and the strength of his golden body will soon be further improved, but his origin path will not make much progress in the near future.

Zhang Tianyang did not say the next words, because it was related to the matter of Orchid City. Although the possibility that the senior officials of Jingwu would expose this matter was very small, it was still better to be cautious.

"Although we lost, for Wuhan University, students are the most important. As long as you defeat Mowu students, Jingwu will still be the No. 1 school."

Zhang Tianyang thought of the last scene he saw when he stepped into the original way. My way may be on them.

……

Unlike Jingwu, after Old Man Li brought back the news of the outcome of the battle between the two principals, the entire Mowu was in a state of excitement.

After Yu Feng dealt with some things, he returned to Mowu later than Old Man Li.

"Look, it's the principal."

"headmaster!"

"Hey Principal!"

"..."

All the students greeted Yu Feng one after another when they saw him.

"Everyone gather at playground No. [-]."

A loud roar containing spiritual power spread around, and all the Mowu teachers and students heard Yu Feng's voice and began to move towards the No. [-] playground.

Ten minutes later, with all the teachers and students looking forward to it, Yu Feng appeared on the podium.

There were no seats on the rostrum, and Yu Feng stood in the center. Next to him were Vice Principal Wu Kuishan, Dean of Weapons Academy Huang Jing, three of the four great masters of Mowu, and the remaining Liu Polu was still stationed in Nanjiang.

On both sides, there are ten experts in the essence and blood unity realm and the sixth grade peak.

At this moment, there are only these 13 people on the stage. The other instructors are standing on the playground like the students.

Under the rostrum, thousands of students gathered together, full of energy!
There are nearly 5000 students in the third session.

There are nearly a thousand tutors in civil and military subjects!
With so many martial arts masters gathered together, their energy and blood flowed through the sky, making some first-level warriors look pale.

Now, it’s already July, and the start date for new students is September. Mowu’s students have entered the school for ten months at the shortest time. Almost all of them have become warriors, and there are also non-martialists. Even with three bone temperings, his strength is not much weaker than that of an average first-grade warrior.

Although a large number of middle-level instructors did not deliberately explode their energy and blood at this moment, the evil energy overflowed from the killings over the years, shaking the void.

When all the students and instructors of Mowu gathered together, the entire Demon City felt the pressure from Mowu.

There are five or six thousand warriors, all of them middle-rank and high-rank. Mowu's strength can be called terrifying.

……

"Teachers, students!"

Yu Feng was the first to speak and said loudly: "June 2009, 6, everyone please remember this day!"

"On this day, we achieved a great victory, but there were also many lovely and respectable people who left us forever."

"In that battle, 98 of our mentors and 189 students died!"

In the audience, some students who have not yet entered the cave were at a loss. They still don't know what happened?
Why do so many people die?
But the old students who experienced this war burst into tears, and among the sacrificed were their classmates and teachers.

"In the final analysis, we are still too weak."

This strong man who had just defeated the principal of Jingwu said this fact without hesitation.

"Yes, we are still too weak now. If we could be stronger, we wouldn't have to sacrifice so many teachers and students." "The biggest fault of living in this era is that you are not as strong as others! The battle with the catacombs, We are so close, if we don’t fight now, when will we fight again! If we are not strong now, when will we become strong again?”

Yu Feng spoke impassionedly, but there were still many people who didn't understand what Yu Feng was talking about.

What is a crypt?

Are the teachers and students who died because of this cave?

Is the crypt the headquarters of a cult warrior?

Yu Feng ignored them and continued: "Everyone is too weak now. I can't bear to let everyone enter the cave to die."

"So, the first thing today is that Mowu teachers and students will not be allowed to enter the cave again until they reach the third level."

"headmaster!"

Some students at the beginning or even middle level of the third grade shouted unwillingly, and Yu Feng could see that their eyes were turning red.

Yu Feng waved his hand to signal these people to listen to him.

"War kills people, are you afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid!!!" After Yu Feng finished speaking, some students shouted loudly.

"Very good, I know you're not afraid, but are you afraid of hurting other people around you?"

Yu Feng asked another question.

This time no one answered, and everyone fell silent.

"We don't want to hurt other people!"

"But what I want to tell you is that if you are not strong, you will hurt other people."

"Below the third-rank high-level, the blood cannot be separated from the body, and you can't use the blood crossbow. It will only hinder you on the battlefield."

Yu Feng saw many people with angry expressions on their faces and smiled again: "You are not convinced, right?"

"right!!!"

The crowd was furious and the cheers started again.

"But, this is the truth!"

"You are indeed too weak now. You are so weak that as long as you get to the battlefield, you are nothing more than cannon fodder!"

"Principal! I don't accept it!!!"

Another student shouted loudly in the audience.

"You don't agree?"

"But what's the use of that? You go to the crypt and tell your opponent, are you not convinced? Will he listen?"

The boy's face was flushed, and he didn't know how to refute Yu Feng.

"Let me tell you, of course it is useful. As long as your strength is strong enough, it will be useful. Warriors will speak for themselves by their strength. If they are strong enough, they will listen to everything you say!"

"This classmate, I hope that one day you can use your strength to tell me in front of me that you are not convinced!"

"can you do it?"

"can!"

A loud shout shook people's hearts and souls.

"From today on, all teachers and students have only one most important thing, and that is to become stronger."

"In this trip to Kyoto, I have secured nearly [-] billion resources for everyone. All of these [-] billion resources will be distributed to students below the third-grade high level."

"The only requirement is that you all need to become stronger. Before this year's freshmen enter the school, everyone must improve to at least a small rank. If you fail to do so, I'm sorry, Mowu may not be suitable for you.

You will be exchanged to other schools as exchange students, allowing better talents to come to Mowu and enjoy the resources of Mowu. "

　This is the update I owe last time.

　　12 o'clock, 20 o'clock, normal updates.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)