Chapter 129: The Prince of the Great Zhou
"That's right, although the old dean of Chenghu Academy hasn't appeared in front of the world for a long time, I heard that he was a well-known protector back then, if someone bullied this brother and sister, he probably wouldn't sit idly by!"
"Hehe, it seems that Dean Sang Hong has to swallow this evil breath now, no matter what, she can't make a move!"
"Yes, if Dean Sang Hong makes a move, not to mention the crime of bullying the juniors, I'm afraid I will offend the old dean of Chenghu! The old dean is full of strength, even if it is Dean Sanghong, I am afraid that he will not be able to please him!"
β......β
Gradually, the discussion came out, and most people felt that Sang Hongyun might have to suffer this loss.
However, just when everyone thought that Sang Hongyun would calm things down, she turned her head and said to Li Lin: "You, go and slap her." β
Wow!
There was an uproar, but I never expected that Sang Hongyun not only didn't intend to swallow this breath, but also planned to let his junior go back to the field!
But after thinking about it, this may also be Sang Hongyun's helpless performance, as a senior, it is impossible for her to do something to Wang Sihan in front of everyone anyway, the writer cherishes her reputation, and the charge of bullying the small must not fall on herself, especially Sang Hongyun itself also represents the faΓ§ade of Hongsang Academy!
Therefore, letting Li Lin, who is also a junior, take action, is the safest way at present.
However, Sang Hongyun's next sentence overturned everyone's speculation and completely shocked the audience!
"It's okay to die. β
The four words contain killing intent, and they also appeal to Sang Hongyun's thoughts and positions
She is not afraid of things, nor is she afraid of trouble.
What is the body of a book?
What is the old dean of Chenghu?
When I say kill, that is, you can kill!
"You dare!" Zheng Lin stood up and said angrily, he didn't expect that Sang Hongyun would dare to say such a thing, wasn't she afraid of offending the old dean of Chenghu?
"I dare. Sang Hongyun said lightly, seemingly lifeless, and his tone was always flat.
But the more this is the case, the more jealous Zheng Lin becomes, he really can't imagine how much anger the old dean will have if Wang Sihan dies here, and how many people will have to be unlucky because of this......
At least, he Zheng Lin has to take on a large part of the responsibility!
"Hehe, the battle for Wanshu Pavilion is imminent, don't pinch each other's necks between your two academies, this will not have a good impact on the juniors!" At this time, an old man in a black robe came out from the side of the Netherworld Academy, smiling and playing a round field.
I've seen enough of the show, but you can't really let them fight, otherwise it will be tricky.
The old man in the black robe laughed and said, "You two are also seniors, why are you still like children?
Zheng Lin arched his hand and said: "Dean Xuan is right, the juniors are impulsive. β
Sang Hongyun also nodded slightly.
This black-robed old man is the dean of the Netherworld Academy, Xuan Shengmu, and the old dean of Chenghu Academy are figures of the same generation, Zheng Lin and Sang Hongyun can only be regarded as juniors in front of him.
That is, people of Xuan Shengmu's generation came out to speak, so that Zheng Lin and Sang Hongyun could put aside their grudges for the time being, otherwise Chenghu Academy and Hongsang Academy would have to collide first today.
Xuan Shengmu nodded with satisfaction.
Li Lin was a little regretful, he was ready to be instructed by the dean to beat Wang Sihan to a pig's head that everyone trampled on......
Towards the end of the evening, except for the-for-tat confrontation between Sang Hongyun and Zheng Lin at the beginning, there was no more friction in the rest of the academies.
Of course, there is no communication at all, after all, we are competitors to each other later, and there is no need for superfluous communication.
But the people of the five academies waited and waited like this, and when the sun was about to set, there was still no movement at all.
Those dean-level bigwigs are okay, but the juniors can't sit still.
They are here to participate in the battle for Wanshu Pavilion, to fight for glory for themselves and the academy, not to sit here in vain and waste time!
"Aren't you going to start yet?" Shen Zhen muttered, looking at the gradually darkening sky, a little impatient.
"Hehe, don't worry, little friend. Xuan Shengmu seemed to hear Shen Zhen's words, turned his head and smiled slightly: "There are still guests who have not yet arrived, but counting the time, it should be almost there." β
Anyone else hasn't arrived?
The juniors were all shocked, thinking to themselves that the five major academies had not arrived?
At this moment, Xuan Shengmu raised his head, and said in an old voice: "Heh, say that everyone has arrived." β
The other dean-level bigwigs also felt something, raised their heads, and looked at the void above.
"Who......" The rest of the people looked at each other.
Rumble!
Suddenly, the sky shook, the sky darkened a little, and then, a terrifying scene happened!
As if the sky had been torn apart, a huge claw covered with black scales stretched out from the void, and a low dragon groan echoed in the air......
"What's that?!" Some students with poor concentration have already shouted out in panic, and the scene in front of them is really full of shock, and no one can help but panic!
And the dean-level bigwigs all looked a little dignified.
"It is worthy of being the crown prince, and this strength is probably better than that of the saint. Only Xuan Shengmu's expression remained unchanged, but he showed an expression of appreciation.
Rumble!
There was another shock, and the black scaly claw finally came out of the void, and the complete image behind it gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyesβit was actually a huge black dragon!
He is eighty zhang long, with two dark green horns on his head, four black scale claws clasped into the void, and his bright red eyes are full of blood, which is very intimidating.
To everyone's astonishment, there was a person standing on the head of the black Jiaolong.
It was a middle-aged man, with a slender figure, hair like ink, a resolute face with clear lines, wearing a silver-white robe, and his eyes were very sharp, as if his eyes were changing!
"Welcome to the prince!" Xuan Shengmu stood below, arching his hand from afar.
Prince?!
Except for the dean-level bigwigs who had already known about it, those students were all dumbfounded, and even Li Lin was a little surprised, he never expected that even the prince was present in the battle for Wanshuge.
However, if you think about it carefully, there is a shadow of imperial court interference in the battle for Wanshuge this time, so the appearance of the prince seems to be reasonable.
Prince Xue Qingsheng nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Dean Xuan is polite." β
Rumble!
The black dragon flew down slowly, bringing a strong wind when it approached the ground, and after a while, this black behemoth landed on the ground, and the terrifying image was even more shocking after looking closely.
Prince Xue Qingsheng stepped down from the head of the black dragon, and after he stepped on the ground with one foot, the black dragon was also withdrawn into the spirit book by him at the same time.
At this point, this amazing appearance can be regarded as a paragraph.
Xuan Sheng Mu smiled, turned his head, and said to everyone: "This is my Great Zhou Prince, Prince Xue Qingsheng." β
The prince of the Great Zhou, the crown prince Xue Qingsheng!
There are not many words, but the words are shocking.
In other words, the middle-aged man with an extraordinary temperament in front of him is almost certainly the next emperor?
I didn't expect that the battle for Wanshu Pavilion would alarm such characters to be present!
Many people seemed to be breathing heavily, which was not only shocking, but also terrifying.
Exactly, what changes have occurred in the battle for Wanshuge this time?
"The vice president of Chenghu Academy, Zheng Lin, has seen the prince. β
"The dean of Zizhulin Academy, Chen Liuli, has met the prince. β
"The dean of the Bingdao Academy, Zhang Wuji, has seen the prince. β
"Dean of Hongsang Academy, Sang Hongyun. β
β......β
The leaders of other major academies also saluted the prince one after another.
The prince nodded slightly, his eyes swept around, and said in a deep voice, "It's all here?"
"Back to the prince, the five major academies have arrived. Xuan Shengmu said with a smile.
The crown prince nodded in understanding, and then said loudly: "My Xue Qingsheng, on the orders of my father, preside over this battle for Wanshu Pavilion!"
After a pause, the prince continued: "I believe that you all have doubts in your hearts, why this battle for Wanshu Pavilion is different from the past, here, I will tell you what happened." β
"Three weeks ago, a total of 500 people in Hualin Town in the southwest region died overnight, and two weeks ago, the city lord of Huifeng City in the west, who was a four-star writer, died in the city lord's mansion...... In addition, there are countless people everywhere who have died inexplicably......" The prince said slowly, his tone a little heavy.