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Chapter 181: Between talking and laughing, the mast and scull are wiped out in ashes(1/2)

"Is this the answer you submitted this year in Lingmian Academy?"

"It's really good."

"Um?"

Yuan Qingshan looked at the scenes in front of him and laughed in anger: "If you don't count as Mo Academy this year, you will have the most geniuses you have won."

"Look at Lingwu, then look at the military academy."

"Even Jiangbei College and Jiangnan College."

"Oh..."

With a sneer, panting heavily, Yuan Qingshan's hands were trembling: "Shame is simply the biggest shame in the more than a hundred years since the establishment of Lingnian Academy!"

"When human resources were scarce and the outside world was under such great pressure, who could not be called a hero by the students who came out of Lingnian Academy?"

"I'm really getting back to life!"

"You are right to the pioneers of spiritual thought, right to the countless heroic spirits on the Demon-Suppressing Pass, right to the dead who entered the Demon Realm alone?"

He patted the table hard and took a deep breath: "You can deal with this matter yourself and solve it!"

"In two days, in the next round of the ring game, if your Lingmin student still has this kind of virtue, I will apply to the above and reduce the weight of your Lingmin Academy."

"The past honor can be taken back no matter how you lose it!"

After saying that, Yuan Qingshan's face turned pale and he stopped talking.

Qian Shu's forehead was covered with sweat.

He stood up and bowed deeply to Yuan Qingshan, hurried to the backstage, and kept saying something to the students.

"Although there are a lot of problems with Lingnian this year, it's not just that."

"After all, I have attracted so many new students in one go. It takes a lot of time to assign teachers, organize student information, and summarize the development direction."

"The teacher has taught many students. It's only been more than a month. It's good to be able to do this."

"It takes time anyway."

"Except for Wu Qianqiu, it's really surprising, the rest are pretty good."

After Qian Shu left, Qi Changshan spoke and said fairly.

Xu Yuanqing was still sealed, but nodded in agreement.

Yuan Qingshan's expression is still not particularly good-looking, but it is much stronger than just now: "You are from the Propaganda Department, you know nothing about education."

"And you, nodded!"

"Although I can't see much now, this kind of intentional handsomeness has become their habit. Sooner or later, it will kill them!"

"It's cool, but it's time to do it."

"Like that guy."

Yuan Qingshan pointed at a young man on the ring, and the awakened object was a wisp of fire.

At this time, the flame is running gracefully to form a curtain.

"Don't look at him for the second awakening or not, even if I can kill him in seconds!"

"What's the use of flame spreading besides being good-looking?"

"I rushed forward and punched him in the face. Isn't he confused?"

"If you continue to be so tilted, the graduates of Lingmian Academy will have to act in movies in the future."

As he said coldly, Yuan Qingshan sighed quietly.

"After all, the rear environment of the human race is protected so well."

"If they don't stand on the front line and witness the scene with their own eyes, they will never truly understand what the human race is facing."

"well."

With a sigh, Yuan Qingshan felt a little powerless.

Qi Changshan also returned to silence.

Only Xu Yuanqing blinked his eyes as if he wanted to say something, but he was simply ignored.

"Hey, it's finally the turn of Mo Academy."

"Looking forward to this year's performance."

“…”

"It's this disabled."

"Forget it, wait for another one."

Looking at the numbers and names on the big screen, the two old men's eyes lit up, but they soon returned to peace.

Zhao Zicheng controlled the wheelchair and parked in front of the ring with a sunny smile on his face.

"Please carry me up, thank you."

He looked at the two staff members not far away and said politely.

Just as everyone was watching, Zhao Zicheng was carried onto the ring with a wheelchair and waved to the audience with a smile.

On the other side is a student from Lingwu Academy.

Somewhat entangled, but more are expecting.

Although it is not good to have a disabled person in a wheelchair,...

Finally, I can take revenge.

At the moment when the competition officially began, the roar of tigers sounded.

This man charged towards Zhao Zicheng.

The ground was trampled and thudded.

Zhao Zicheng was watching calmly in a wheelchair, without any idea of ​​avoiding it, and even looked at the man with encouragement.

Just as the man finally approached him, a sandbag appeared out of thin air.

The man punched him and hit the sandbag.

Then...

His complexion was flushed and a little excited.

Feeling the energy that was being fed back and the inexplicable sense of enjoyment, the strong man fell down with another punch.

Double the stimulation.

But when the third punch is shot, the energy... is gone.

"Do you still want it? Please me."

Zhao Zicheng spoke gently and his voice was lowered.

"dream!"

The strong man gradually regained his senses, roared, swung his fist again, raised his hand at the same time as the tiger behind him, and slapped at Zhao Zicheng.

The result is...

With the roar of the engine, a sprint was circling bypassing the strong man and running far away.

Only sandbags were left behind.

"Silly, chase me!"

Smiling freely.

The strong man gritted his teeth and chased after him.

Zhao Zicheng sometimes slowed down, giving the strong man some hope, and sometimes accelerating, making him desperate.

Just as the strong man held his ruthlessness and his mentality was about to explode, he finally caught up with him and punched him with all his strength, but was stopped by a sandbag.

Also activated the counter injury...

then...

pain.

It feels like the bones are about to fall apart.

Zhao Zicheng drove away in a wheelchair again, making a humble smile.

The original handsome or passionate fight scenes, with the appearance of the staff of the Mo Academy, became distorted again.

Yu Sheng stood under the ring and looked at this scene with a little brighter eyes.

Take out the notepad again and write it carefully.

Some useful little knowledge has been added.
To be continued...
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