Department Head Ding's face was ashen. His gaze was like lightning as he scanned the faces of all the students.
All of the Hidden Dragon High School teachers were standing ramrod straight beside their respective classes. They stood at attention and listened without moving an inch.
Many of them were thinking.
We talk about these things every day and emphasize them every day.
It's not that we don't pay attention to the children's battlefield education.
But we can't educate the students by having one person die every day.
But … in front of Department Head Ding, these reasons don't exist!
As long as your students have such childish thoughts, you are a failure as a teacher!
There is no reason!
"The results of the second round's draw! Hidden Dragon High School's third year class two, ranked second! "
"The opponent is Team Two, ranked nineteenth!"
Below the stage.
Gao Qiaoer and Li Chenglong were surprised.
They couldn't help but turn around and look at each other. They saw the deep confusion in each other's eyes.
"Wrong guess!"
"Yes, how could a murder happen in Team Two?"
"Could it be that Team Two isn't from the Astral Souls Continent? Impossible! "
"But the King of the Central Plains is here … Could it be … If not, why wait so long?"
"Keep watching."
The two of them quickly exchanged a few words and then immediately turned back to look at the stage without blinking.
Beside them.
Xiang Bing's face was flushed red. Her gaze was fixed on the stage. She clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth, making a sound like she was eating beans.
Almost nothing could be heard in the tsunami-like noise.
There was only one thought in her mind: This adulterous couple is flirting with each other again … Scum! Scum! I'm so angry …
Xiang Bing was only a little bit away from exploding …
On the stage.
Vice Principal Liu picked up the roster, found the name, and read, "Hidden Dragon High School, third year class two, second place is Chen Tang! High-level Nascent Soul! "
On the other side, the green-clothed youth held the roster and said lightly, "Team Two, nineteenth place is Wang Xiaoma! High-level Nascent Soul! "
On the surface, it seemed that two people were evenly matched.
Moreover, the names were strange and made people angry.
The first one was called Tie Xiaoniu.
And this one was called Wang Xiaoma.
Just how random was this name!
But this time, no one laughed.
This was because everyone realized that each and every one of these people were probably veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time. They were murderous fools who had been fighting for years!
He really didn't know where these people came from.
And those names, such as Tie Xiaoniu, Wang Xiaoma, and so on, were most likely fake names.
On the stage.
When he heard Chen Tang's name, the King of Zhongyuan's face, which was originally slightly pale, was stunned again.
His entire body stiffened!
Another coincidence?
At the next moment, the King of Zhongyuan's gaze was filled with fury and panic.
Although it disappeared in a flash, that emotion did indeed exist.
Chen Tang's expression was solemn as he slowly walked out.
When he heard his name, he couldn't help but wonder if he should admit defeat.
However, once he admitted defeat, his life would be over. At most, he could only be a martial artist in the pugilistic world, without any future to speak of!
If he was blacklisted in both the military and the political world, what could he achieve in the future?
If a martial artist in the pugilistic world were to achieve something, it would be easy for them to be targeted.
A single word of admitting defeat, yet his entire life had been ruined.
I can't accept this!
I still have my mission!
Chen Tang pursed his lips and leaped into the arena.
In front of him was a similarly tall and dark-skinned young man. Like Tie Xiaoniu, he was expressionless. On his back, like Tie Xiaoniu, was a thick-backed machete!
And the same reticence.
If not for their completely different faces, just by looking at their aura and temperament, one would almost think that they were twins.
"Please!"
"Please!"
Both of them bowed.
Then, the battle began immediately.
But …
After just two moves!
Wang Xiaoma retracted his machete and retreated. "Thank you for letting me win!"
In front of him was Chen Tang's body that had already been cut into two.
Fresh blood was slowly spreading in the arena. On Chen Tang's face, which could no longer show any expression, there was only horror!
Two slashes!
The first slash broke Chen Tang's weapon and sent him flying. The second slash cut his waist!
"The second team wins the second round! The Hidden Dragon Martial Artist has lost another round! "
Minister Ding's voice was mixed with an indescribable regret.
On the other side, the King of Zhongyuan trembled and suddenly stood up. His face was a little pale as he said, "Marshal Dongfang, Uncle Ximen … Uncle Beigong … Minister Ding, I'm not feeling well … Why don't I go back for now …"
Marshal Ximen's gaze turned toward him. His gaze was as sharp as a red-hot steel needle. He said indifferently, "What's wrong?"
The King of Zhongyuan forced a smile. "I haven't been on the battlefield for many years … Now that I've been hit by blood, I actually feel even more uncomfortable. It's really unbearable."
Marshal Ximen narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "You can't be like this. Back then, your father wandered back and forth between mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Not to say that he was like a fish in water, but at least his expression didn't change. In your current state, if something unexpected happens, how are you going to deal with it? "
The King of Zhongyuan's face was pale. "I've probably been in the rear all year round and have been pampered too much. I've shamed my ancestors and made a fool of myself …"
Marshal Dongfang turned his head and his face darkened. He said slowly, "As a prince of the royal family, you're supported by the people. It's really unbearable for you to have such a reaction when you see blood. As the role model of the continent, the royal family has a heavy responsibility on their shoulders. How are you going to be a role model for the world like this? If there's a day when you go to war, how can I count on you to lead the troops? "
The King of Zhongyuan: "I …"
Marshal Beigong Hao was even less polite. He said, "Jun Taifeng, I'll give you a piece of advice. Just watch obediently and get used to it as soon as possible. The sooner you get used to it, the better."
The King of Zhongyuan panted heavily. The veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he clenched his fists tightly.
The three marshals all looked at him coldly and indifferently. They didn't care about his actions at all.
The blood on the floor of the arena was dazzling, and the stench of blood assailed their nostrils.
After a moment of awkward silence, the King of Zhongyuan finally heaved a heavy sigh of relief. He laughed and said, "I've learned a lot from the wise words of the marshals. I'll read it carefully and seriously now. Our ancestors have bathed in blood for thousands of years, and only then did we manage to stabilize the rear. How can we be so useless!"
His complexion had actually recovered its rosy complexion from its original pale complexion, and it even had a hint of calmness and composure.
Marshal Ximen said indifferently, "Today's just an inspection, or a formality. Once it's over, there's nothing for you to do. I still remember that before your father fought a life and death battle, he seemed to have sensed something and specially came to drink with me. That night, we talked a lot. "
The King of Zhongyuan's calm face turned a little angry again. He took a deep breath and said, "What did my father say?"
Marshal Ximen said, "Your father was drunk at that time. He asked me, 'Marshal, do you know that as a prince of the imperial family, even if I don't leave the capital, I can still live a life of glory and wealth, free and unfettered?' Then why do I still have to fight on the battlefield?"
The King of Zhongyuan pondered, "And then?"
Marshal Ximen said, "And then I also asked, 'Why?' Your father said … the late king only had two sons. Although the imperial power on the continent is far from the golden mouth and jade teeth of the previous dynasties, the imperial family's status is still honorable and high above. "
"Therefore, the throne is still a position that the imperial descendants scramble for."
"Your father said that if he stayed in the capital, it would only cause trouble. Even if he didn't want to take the throne, there would always be people who would think of ways to make him take the throne, forcing him to take the throne. Because only when he took the throne, there would be new meritorious officials who would be able to suppress the current meritorious families for a while. And those who want your father to take the throne would then have a chance to become the new top class of power. "
"Your father said that if he stayed in the capital, he would inevitably die sooner or later. Even if he wasn't forced by others, he might still be tempted."
"Because there are too many people who want to take the throne. The human heart has always been strange and unpredictable. Those people have an inextricable connection with your father. Even if he doesn't relent, there might be a day when he will be forced to take the throne. And once he relents, the process will only be faster."
"Therefore, your father said, 'I only hope that after me, the imperial family will decline, but I can use my iron-blooded military achievements to leave a way out for my descendants.'"
"You said that your father's reputation, status, martial arts, cultivation, strategy, commanding, and wisdom were all enough to be a general of an army. But in order to avoid taboo, he was only a deputy general."
"But in those years, too many tough and fierce battles were fought by your father!"
"The first prince of the imperial family, the invincible God of War on the continent, the immortal legend of the Astral Souls, these are your father's outstanding achievements. Do you think it's something that can be obtained so easily?! "
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 is it because of your noble status in the imperial family. It's just because of the all-powerful God of War back then!"
"For the outstanding military achievements back then, for the immortal achievements!"
"For the God of War of the generation, who clearly had a chance to live, but as his military achievements increased, he gained more and more supporters and loyal soldiers, and his prestige grew. He gradually showed signs of threatening the throne, so he was willing to lead all his trusted subordinates to fight to the death!"
"He had the ability and wisdom of a general, but he was willing to be a general who charged and broke through enemy lines. He had the chance to surpass the general and become an existence like the Left and Right Heavenly Kings, but he was willing to die in battle because he couldn't stabilize the situation … A prince of the generation!"
"That's the person that all the marshals admire the most! When he was in the western army back then, he was also my closest brother! "
The King of the Central Plains' face turned pale again. He muttered, "I didn't do anything."
Marshal Ximen said coldly, "That's why I came here personally this time. I want to see you with my own eyes, to see you finish watching these few battles! You … should just sit still! "
He rolled his eyes, and a cold light shot out. His gaze was like two long swords that had been through hundreds of battles, and it was breathtaking!
With such a gaze, he stared straight into the King of the Central Plains' eyes and said word by word, "Don't. Move!"
The King of the Central Plains sat down dejectedly. The expression on his face suddenly became unusually defeated.
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