"Are you ready?"

Today's Qingyang College is full of people, with many teachers and students coming and going, a noisy scene. And when the trail is vertical and horizontal, the intersection forks, and the crowd gradually gathers, slowly in the same direction.

The car is like a flowing water.

"Nope. Mu Sen shook his head.

"Good. Li Huairuo nodded.

Mu Sen was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his long hair was pulled up by an ebony hairpin, and the whole person looked extremely neat. He stepped lightly and followed the flow of people, and a group of nine people, including Wei Ling and Li Huairuo, guarded him on his left and right.

Some people are like fireflies in the night, silent, but with their own light. Mu Sen and the others now have a bit of the smell of fireflies. The ten people walked slowly, although there was no surprising move, but they attracted all their attention.

"Look, it's about the martial arts department. ”

"That young man in white is so handsome!"

"Oh, that's Wei Ling. But I still like warm men like Wang Jianluo. ”

"Be serious, what will Mu Sen talk about the opening ceremony?"

"I don't know, but I'm curious. ”

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Wherever Mu Sen and the others passed, everyone staggered their positions, and they were like whistling arrows, splitting a path in the huge waves. With majesty, nature is rampant.

Whether it is a moonlit night, or the opening of a small shop, or the hard Si Leshan, they have all earned enough eyeballs for Mu Sen and others. In the eyes of many people, Mu Sen is now a legend.

"Why do they think you are more handsome?" Mu Sen was not angry, watching Wei Ling and Wang Jianluo protest.

In the face of Mu Sen's protest, Wei Ling's face was expressionless, his eyes were cold, like an old monk meditating, unconsciously. And Wang Jianluo smiled gently, like a hundred flowers blooming, full of sunshine.

"That's it, why?" Li Huairuo mended. He touched his face lightly, first intoxicated, then angry, as if he had been insulted.

I have also drunk and beaten a beautiful boy, and I have also been as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind. But why doesn't anyone like me?

Leng Nan Huaiyun sneered, as if he was mocking a few guys who didn't know what to do. And Zhang Zhen and the others did not squint and looked serious, but it could be seen from the corners of their mouths that they seemed to be working hard.

Is that better than unbearable?

You have to endure it, and sometimes pretending is also a skill. Since Mu Sen and the others have lost the prestige of the martial arts department, they have to regain their popularity. This is the first official appearance of the martial arts department, and it can't collapse as a whole.

"I said Lao Zhang, why are you so serious? Come, give the uncle a smile. ”

"What? Selling yourself or not selling your art? In broad daylight, it's not very good?"

"Don't laugh yet? I'll give you a laugh. ”

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I've seen you sharpen with a sword. I've seen you with a tough man and tenderness, and you can't stop crying. But I've seen you make a fuss all the time, flashing everyone's waists.

Under Mu Sen's teasing, Zhang Zhen and the others finally laughed. But after laughing, they began to be depressed again, and the prestige of the martial arts system had been completely lost before it could begin to condense.

For the frustration of Zhang Zhen and the others, Mu Sen scoffed, the real majesty comes from the glory obtained by killing all the hundred clans, and from the blood thrown by the guards of the human race. True majesty is not pretended, but made.

The small hall of Qingyang College is lit up, and the big characters of several pens are full of color, and the rhyme is deeply hidden, and it is a famous handwriting at a glance. The five hundred freshmen said that it was not too much, but it was not much, and they formed a long snake at the entrance of the auditorium.

"The martial arts department is in the West Third District. A deacon-like warrior handed Mu Sen a stack of seat numbers. The young deacon is meticulous in his work, but he cannot hide the curiosity in his eyes. For many years, the martial arts department has been withering and failing miserably, can these teenagers break through the sky? If it is absolutely impossible, it is an insult to Mu Sen, and how romantic is it to talk about soldiers under the moon? If it is said that it must be possible, it is too blind, and the martial arts department cannot be raised by one person alone.

Under the eyes of the young deacon, Mu Sen and the others slowly entered the gate. The small hall of Qingyang College is similar to the lecture hall, starting from the front of the rostrum, and the seats are raised in turn. After taking a look, Mu Sen and the others came to the West Third District, while the West Second District close to them was the Martial Arts Department.

It's not that the enemies don't get together, at this time, Rong Xi is chatting and laughing with a group of freshmen from the martial arts department. Seeing Mu Sen walking, he smiled slightly, but returned to normal in an instant.

"I'm waiting to see your jokes. Rongxi said.

"Okay. "Mu Senying.

Mu Sen Shi Ran walked past Rong Xi, and there was no movement except for that answer. Rongxi also continued to talk and laugh, telling some wild anecdotes. Love it or hate it, don't be hysterical.

"Really not ready?" After everyone sat down, Li Huairuo asked again. At the opening ceremony, the martial arts department first showed its minions, even if it can't become a myth, it can't be reduced to a joke.

"I wasn't ready. Mu Sen smiled bitterly. PREPARE A HAMMER, AND HAVE COUNTLESS DRAFTS IN MY HEART, BUT ALL OF THEM ARE PASSED. One poor and two white, how can you say bold words?

"It doesn't matter. Wei Ling's voice was cold, and there were not many words, but the words were sonorous.

Mu Sen smiled at the corner of his mouth, it doesn't matter, indeed, it really doesn't matter. Even if he becomes a laughing stock today, he will be proud of the rivers and lakes tomorrow. People are not afraid of words, people are not afraid of people, as long as they stride forward, regardless of the twists and turns of the world? The real laughing stock is that you look down on yourself, not that others impose on you.

That's why you're not prepared? All things are foreseen.

"But I'm not going to be laughed at. Mu Sen grinned, a sly flash in his eyes. I wasn't ready, but that didn't mean I couldn't stop the game.

Wei Ling and the others were stunned, not understanding whether Mu Sen was ready or not. In this regard, Mu Sen smiled mysteriously, not saying anything, not explaining.

"Waiting for your performance. Li Huairuo smiled. It's a very wavey kind of laughter.

Everyone was smiling and their faces were bright. Komori said that he would not be laughed at, then he would not be laughed at, this is trust.

When Li Changhe stood on the rostrum, everyone put a smile on their faces.

"Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of Qingyang College, I welcome you to join us. Li Changhe's voice was deep, his eyes were bright, and his face was full of smiles like waves.

Everyone applauded, like thunder and tsunami, and the young face was filled with boundless passion, like the rising red sun, and its way was bright.

Li Changhe glanced at everyone, his face became brighter and brighter, and there were five hundred people seated, all of whom were Weiwei Erlang. These five hundred may be infamous at this time, or they may be confined to a city. But he believes that after the careful watering of Qingyang Academy, these sons and daughters will sooner or later run rampant and shake the wilderness.

"Entering Qingyang Academy is a new beginning for you. For us, it is also a journey that has just begun. Ten years, we will work together, sweat, create brilliance. ”

"The human race is weak, the hundred races are rampant, and we have reached the moment of extinction. ”

"But so what?"

"Every inch of land we are in is soaked in the blood of our ancestors, and our steps are the result of their indomitable backbone. The Heroic Spirits are gone, but they are staring at you and me. ”

"Although the wilderness is great, there is no place for our human race to retreat. Moreover, the ancestors are not trying to make us retreat again and again. ”

"Can you tolerate the severance of ancestral sacrifices? Can you tolerate the human race being slaves and slaves? Can you tolerate the severance of human civilization and eternal darkness?"

"I can't, you can't, not everybody. But it can't be said without mouth, every inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood can't be exchanged for weapons, fists and even teeth. ”

"What you have to do now is to cultivate hard and make yourself a strong person. ”

"And then ......"

"No blood will be shed!

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Li Changhe's voice was sometimes excited, sometimes angry, sometimes proud, rolling and resounding throughout the auditorium.

"No blood will be shed!

"No blood will be shed!

"No blood will be shed!

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The crowd shouted, the trembling of their souls and the rhythm of their blood making their faces red. Regardless of their origins or their conduct, they all have the same heartbeat now. In the face of the hundred tribes, they have only one name, and that is the human race. Under the sky, only by keeping watch over the same clan can we struggle to survive.

The humming sound echoed through the small auditorium, making people's scalps tingle, and everyone was fierce and expressed their generosity. Even Mu Sen is no exception. Although at first he was still curious about where the old man got the manuscript, but with the excitement of the crowd, his blood began to boil.

You think you've drunk all the frost, and your heart is ashes. But when the horn sounds, you will find that even if it is ten years, a hundred years, and several reincarnations, it is difficult to cool the blood in your heart.

After a while, Li Changhe raised his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet.

The voice gradually subsided, the original turbulent waves calmed down, and the students who stood up also sat down slowly, but the emotion that hit the heart lasted for a long time.

"That's all I have to say, and now I give the floor to the heads of the various faculties. Li Changhe glanced at the crowd, and then said in a loud voice.

The thunderous voice sounded again, and everyone looked forward to it, not knowing which department in charge spoke first.

Li Changhe smiled, whetting everyone's appetite, and when everyone was a little commotion, he slowly spoke.

"Martial arts department, Si Lok Shan. ”

Rumble!

The invisible sound waves stirred, and some people set their eyes on Si Leshan, who was dressed in black robes, and some people looked at Mu Sen, who was sitting peacefully. Grievances and hatreds are always easy to arouse people's curiosity. People have seven emotions, and cultivation is to cultivate the mind, so even they are afraid of the warriors when they gossip.

Si Leshan is the leader of the martial arts department, and Mu Sen is the leader of the martial arts department, although it is not an order of magnitude at present. But the more this happens, the more it arouses people's interest, isn't it? Bullying the weak or defeating the strong with the weak is always easy to impress people's hearts.

Si Leshan got up and glanced at him meaningfully as he passed by Mu Sen. Si Leshan still had long sleeves fluttering, standing on the rostrum and looking in all directions, and his momentum overwhelmed the audience.

"I'm a martial arts ......"