Luo Wei looked at the sky, the first sunny day after the rain, the autumn day in Yanjing ushered in, and the sunshine that has not been seen since these days. The golden mangs are ten thousand ways, piercing the remnants of the gray and black dawn. The golden red color of the clouds symbolizes life like the morning glow.

On the roof of the building, Luo Wei was dressed in a white and gray practice uniform, he was playing Tai Chi, and his fists were also covered by golden sunlight. The icy air did not make Luo Wei feel the slightest discomfort, and at the top of Wudang Mountain, all year round, he was the same.

Rovi's fists seemed to be getting slower and slower, as if he had become a snail, an old turtle—an endless journey, but his steps were slow, his limbs were sluggish, as if he would never end. But in the slower and slower movements, there seems to be a faint afterimage, but the afterimage quickly coincides with the entity. When "fast" merges into "slow", when "slow" merges into "fast", like a yin and yang fish, you have me, I have you. Heaven and earth, yin and yang are in harmony, that is, they constitute the foundation of chaos and the beginning of Hongmeng.

Luo Wei's eyes were closed, and every movement was extremely static and moving, back to basics, and simple and unpretentious. As the afterimage got faster and faster, Luo Wei's movements seemed to slow down more and more. Eventually, Rowe's movements came to a standstill, and a stream of white heat emanated from his body. He gasped for air, and even though the cold wind was like a knife, sweat the size of a bean formed on his forehead.

Luo Wei opened his eyes, and two golden suns were born in his eyes, and at this moment, he was like a golden crow sun god.

"It's practiced, the real Tai Chi Eight Styles!" Rowe's voice was full of surprise. Since the last time he faced Fang Shi in the Academy Tryouts of the Saints Cup, every day, Luo Wei has "replayed" that one in his head, at least a hundred times. And with the help of that duel, he felt that he was about to overflow, and he was always a little bit less inspired, and Luo Wei practiced the core essence of the real Tai Chi Gate.

The tricks that Luo Wei used in the past, no matter how subtle they were, were at best just an outer martial art close to the inner martial arts. And only when you practice the martial arts of the inner door can you be regarded as entering the house. However, although Luo Wei practiced it, it was only one of the most basic eight styles. And in this way, it took Luo Wei five or six years to do it.

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On Sunday, Luo Wei received the news of the change of the director of the Apostle Academy of the Silver World - the new dean has been chosen, and the inauguration ceremony will be held at half past nine today. There was much speculation about who it was, among the apostolic cadets in the school, and even among the instructors. But if nothing else, judging from the situation of each change, it should be Shan Zhiming or Su Libu, after all, every dean of the Silver World Apostle Academy is a moderate apostle of the traditional school. Among the several traditional high-level leaders, the two of them have the highest prestige and suitable qualifications. But there are also a few voices who think it may be Mr. Kiji. Of course, when it came to the uninhibited and uninhibited discipline of the dean, even the apostle himself who said it laughed.

Of course, to the concern of many of the traditional believers, and the small number of apostolic teachers and students, there is also a voice that says that the person who is promoted by the Lin family will be elected as the dean.

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All the apostolic students and faculty of the school sit in the conference hall, where important things are usually announced. When Yama sat in the first row with a blank face, the eyes of the teachers and students were focused on him. Well, it seems that the mountain can be ruled out. The teacher who was familiar with Su Libu saw that Su Libu had not appeared, and felt that it was very likely that he would be the one who would be elected as the next dean.

However, when a white-bearded middle-aged man dressed in a green robe and Hanfu who looked like a modern person appeared in front of the hall, everyone fell silent. Because - that man was one of the few hawkish teachers in the school.

"How did he come to power? Could it be that he was the one who was elected dean? Some of the instructors in the audience whispered.

"Qualification, he should have, but... This is the position of the traditionalist apostles, so it shouldn't be possible..."The voice of another faculty member was mixed with doubt and hesitation.

However, when everyone's eyes looked at the stage with their own eyes, a logistics officer handed the miniature microphone to Lin Zibei's hand.

"Hello teachers and students. A few days ago, the tragic death of the beloved Dean Samen Loaf Fuller deprived the Silver Academy of its esteemed leader. We don't know where we should go, because there is no one to be at the forefront and guide us anymore... However, despite our mourning, we cannot let the ship of the Silver Realm just drift with the current. After the final decision of the 13 members of the internal selection meeting, I will be the next president. ”

When Lin's inferiority words fell, as if a calm lake had dropped a boulder, the audience resounded with unstoppable discussions.

"How could he be elected, could it be that there was a moderate apostle in the Lin family?!" Someone shouted in the crowd questioning, and it even sounded sarcastic.

However, Lin Bei Zibei smiled like this, watching everyone in the audience move their mouths, and even many people scolded him and cursed him, but did nothing. He doesn't stop it, because he knows that it's a foregone conclusion and no one can change it. And slowly, many hawkish students and teachers with radical views gradually appeared in their eyes. They knew that in this college, which had long been ruled by moderate apostles—their time had come!

The silver-haired Akles was in the crowd with his trademark smile on his face.

Huang Qin's face was calm, obviously, she already knew the result. The hawkish Griffin was elected Dean, and she was not surprised or felt that it would have any negative impact on her, after all, she was also a neutral apostle along with her mother.

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Luo Wei frowned, feeling that the situation was a little uncomfortable for him. Even if you don't want to face it, stay away. After all, such a change of leadership will not have much impact on a free student who has never joined him, or even any student organization. But after all, the Luo family has always been a family with traditionalist views, although it is not like some traditionalist apostles, who have to be united into a faction.

Iggie sat not far from the front row of Rowe, and Rowe could still see her side face. At this moment, her face is extremely ugly.

"Why did she react so much?" Rowe looked at Izzy's lost appearance and felt strange. Although Iggy joined the Cadet Management Council, the traditionalist student organization among the students, Rowe still didn't think that Iggy really looked like a traditionalist apostle.

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Lin was elected president with low self-esteem, which brought many influences. He is not like Samon Lefou, who was silent when he first came to power, and hardly brought great changes to the academy in a short period of time. He was like a whirlwind—swept everywhere he went. This whirlwind, visible to the naked eye, first appeared in the change of instructors.

In just half a day, Lin had no secret of his inferiority, and promoted all his cronies and radical hawkish instructors to key positions. The neutral teachers who supported him in the end because of their interests, he didn't move, but those traditionalist apostles were all swept into the corner by him, and even - the mountain is clear. There was a huge wave of opposition from the traditionalists, but the hawkish faculty went straight to it. Within the Silver Apostle Academy, two completely different factions were completely opposed.

In this confrontation, whoever falls first will never turn over.

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"Lin has low self-esteem?" Bai Lan, who got the news from Luo Wei's text message, was stunned. As a hawk, that is, a radical, the Lin family has behaved like a good child for decades, as if it is more traditional than the traditionalists. They never openly propagate radical remarks, and they never oppose officials or organizations that treat the apostles unfairly—of course, Bai Lan also knows that the Lin family is often only superficial, and the clues show that they are the demon spiders sitting in the middle of the cobwebs, waiting for the cobwebs to tremble.

"Why would they want to put someone in charge of a small academy?" Bai Lan's brows furrowed. If the Lin family really wants to control an academy, it is very easy, in the other two academies controlled by the radical faction in Yanjing, the Lin family has considerable power, and they can completely turn over and be the masters themselves, while the other hawks wish they were like this. But, why, do you have to control a traditional apostolic college, or one with the lowest influence in the Yenching apostle circle? Just to represent the hawks and sweep away the last position of the traditionalists?

"Will that assassination have anything to do with them? Or did they take advantage of the east wind of assassination and follow the trend? Bai Lan muttered to herself, looking down at the messy office desktop.

At the same time, Bai Lan felt that this matter had become very troublesome. If it was the Lin family who committed the crime, then, even if he had conclusive evidence, he would not dare to do it, or even be able to do it. No one knows how huge the power of the Lin family is. But most of the radical griffons will definitely jump out for them and be willing to be pawns. "It shouldn't be them, they... Maybe just working with a curator. Bai Lan remembered the consistent style of the Lin family, and felt that it was unlikely that the Lin family would personally plan the assassination.

"So, how do you get the information of the possible collaborators from the Lin family's mouth?" Bai Lan felt stumped, it was impossible for him to run to the Lin family, and directly let them tell him that although the Lin family was low-key, it was not good at stubble. Besides, after getting the benefits, they will really cook rabbits and dead dogs, hide all the birds, and confess the possible planners?

"If the mastermind really exists, then he or the organization he represents must have something to do with the fallen angels of Jing'an Street and the assassination of the Silver Realm. As for whether there will be a third party involved in the execution..."There was more information, and Bai Lan felt as if the more he reasoned, the more chaotic he became. But if you want to find out the whole interrelated matter according to the current situation, you must not be able to avoid the Lin family.

The office door opened, and Chen Jingzhu, dressed in an IBDC uniform, walked in, holding two cups of coffee in his hand.

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On the second day, all the members of the Silver World Apostle Academy team were dressed in special and uniform Silver World team uniforms. They will set off to face their opponent in the first match, the Chongmingbird Apostle Academy, away from home.

Lowe leaned into his trouser pockets, yawning lazily, and followed at the end of the line. Nothing is more relaxing than not having classes and watching a sword and sword game. Yesterday afternoon, Luo Wei handed over the compiled materials to Fang Shi - and then he had nothing to do.

Fang Shi's vision of choosing people is really not good, and Luo Wei really didn't show too much responsibility, and only completed his part of the work.

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