After Su Keke walked to the gate of the college, he wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "Fortunately, I'm finally back!"
She was carrying a small backpack, from which a faint medicinal fragrance wafted.
The other students in Class 7 were similar to Su Keke. After going to Medicine Valley for the second time, their faces were all a bit tanned.
But because it was Chen Xuan who asked them to collect the medicine, these pampered young masters and ladies had no complaints.
Chen Xuan also held a bag containing rare medicinal materials in his hand, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
According to Chen Xuan's estimation, this should be the last time to collect herbs. The herbs he and Team Seven collected were enough to help Tang Qiuling and Qu Yanluo break through the Forging Pulse Realm.
However, as soon as he entered the academy, Chen Xuan felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
The first thing that's wrong is that none of the college's gatekeepers are here.
Another thing is that the shouts of students practicing martial arts diligently can be heard everywhere in the academy.
But now the entire academy is too quiet and eerie.
Chen Xuan waved his right hand, signaling Class 7 not to rush in yet.
"Teacher Chen, what's wrong?"
Jing Yunkun, Wang Dong and the others also found that the academy seemed unusual today.
Chen Xuan's eyes flashed and he said: "Something big happened in the college. Please follow me closely and pay attention to the surrounding situation."
"yes!"
Class Seven answered in unison.
The forty-four students couldn't help but feel nervous.
Because this is the first time such a strange situation has occurred in the academy.
Suddenly, it was as if the entire college's teachers and students had disappeared.
This is no longer an ordinary accident, but a big one! When Chen Xuan led Team 7 to explore inside the academy, the two masters of the Gangqi Realm had not yet started fighting on the martial arts training ground.
Because he was not in a hurry, he said with a smile on his lips: "Dean Wan, actually you have another choice, which is to surrender to our sect master! The Ghost King appreciates you very much, and if you are willing to surrender, he will definitely give you a gift.
As the fifth hall master, your status will even be higher than mine, because as far as I know, Dean Wan, you have been promoted to the fifth level of the Gang Qi Realm, and I am only the first level."
Hearing Xiao tell his true cultivation level, Wan Chongyue became even more angry.
If in normal times, the college had him, the dean of the fifth level of Gang Qi Realm, and Zhong Xu, the library administrator of the fourth level of Gang Qi Realm, sitting in charge, how could it allow an evil sect master of the first level of Gang Qi Realm to be so presumptuous?
However, now he has less than two levels of strength left, and Zhong Xu's situation is not much better than him.
I am afraid that even if the two of them join forces, they will not be able to defeat the leader of the Mingluo Sect.
"How about it, Dean Wan can think about it carefully."
Seeing that Wan Chongyue didn't speak, Jie thought he was moved, "Our Mingluo Sect is different from other evil sects. Lord Ghost King has lofty ambitions, and destroying the righteous sect is just to maintain the balance of the ancient martial arts world."
"Maintain balance?"
Wan Chongyue found this ambition extremely ridiculous.
How could anyone wantonly kill the righteous sect in order to maintain balance?
This is just like those terrorist organizations in the world who say they want to maintain the population balance of the earth and kill some human beings. They are all practices that destroy humanity.
He stared into Wan Chongyue's eyes and said, "Dean Wan, you seem to think our sect master's ambition is ridiculous?
Then let me tell you in detail. Nowadays, the righteous path in the ancient martial arts world is prosperous, and your ancient martial arts academy is continuously supplying talents for the righteous path. Under this situation, the evil sect's power is getting weaker and weaker, and the righteous path is no longer under pressure.
At that time, the entire ancient martial arts world will become a pool of stagnant water. No one wants to make progress, and no one can aspire to the pinnacle of martial arts. This means that we ancient martial arts practitioners are on a dead end!"
"This is fallacy!"
Wan Chongyue reprimanded in a deep voice, "If you evil sect had not overthrown the ancient martial arts world, then all the major righteous sects would abandon their sectarian views and open their doors to exchange martial arts. Only then could the ancient martial arts world reach new heights faster. How could it have become a A pool of stagnant water?”
"Haha, Dean Wan really thinks that without the evil sect, the major sects will no longer have their own sects?"
Xiao couldn't help but laugh.
"Dean Wan, you are indeed an idealist. It's a pity that the major sects are not as selfless as you."
"Hmph, I have a heavy responsibility, how can a treacherous person like you understand it?
Stop talking nonsense, one round will determine the outcome, let’s take action!”
After Wan Chongyue finished speaking, he shook his arms and assumed a simple posture, his sleeves and robes fluttering in the strong wind, showing the style of a great master.
There was a look of regret in Xie's eyes: "Dean Wan, you are a generational genius in the ancient martial arts world, but it is a pity that you cannot be used by our Mingluo Sect. Today next year, I will come back to the academy site to pour a glass of water and wine as a memorial."
"Life is life, death is nothing, my Taoist priest is not alone!"
Wan Chongyue smiled openly, with an expression that looked like he was ready to die.
"Dean!"
Among the thousands of teachers and students behind Wan Chongyue, many felt like crying when the dean said these words.
But the next moment, teachers and students all showed perseverance and fearlessness in their eyes.
As a member of the academy, no one will compromise the dignity of the academy before dying.
The expressions on the faces of the teachers and students of the college made all the disciples of the Mingluo Sect feel shocked.
They had killed many disciples of the Righteous Sect, but those disciples were not so calm before death, because people cannot suppress their instinctive fear when facing death.
However, there was no pity in Zhi's eyes. His ultimate purpose of coming here was to fulfill the sect master's ambition.
The destruction of the Yundong Ancient Martial Arts Academy is a very important move for the Ghost King, the leader of the Mingluo Sect.
Human emotions completely disappeared from the demon's pupils. At this moment, he was like an evil ghost in the daytime, with extremely cold auras wafting out of him.
The battle between the two powerful men in the Gang Qi Realm is about to begin.
But the chilly and cold atmosphere disappeared in an instant because of the appearance of one person.
The sun in the sky has regained its temperature.
Everyone looked at the young man who walked to the martial arts training ground in disbelief.
Behind the young man were a group of boys and girls.
"Teacher Chen!"
When all the teachers and students in the school saw Chen Xuan bringing Class 7 back, they all looked surprised.
Then the expressions of teachers and students turned into worry, misery and despair.
It's over, it's over now! Originally, they thought that Teacher Chen and Class 7 wouldn't come back so soon, so they could escape the disaster and save the fire for the college.
But now the whole army is really going to be annihilated! Wan Chongyue feels that the true energy in his body has become more chaotic. As calm as he is, his mood is in a mess at this moment.
"Teacher Chen, why do you want to come back?"
Wan Chongyue's eyes dimmed, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant.
However, Chen Xuan walked up to Wan Chongyue very calmly and asked slightly doubtfully: "Dean, what happened?
Who are these guys?"
While asking questions, Chen Xuan noticed that Wan Chongyue was not only poisoned, but also suffered a lot of injuries, which made him frown.