The sound of angry swords spread throughout the martial arts arena, and everyone stared blankly at Bai Candong. After a moment, there was a wave of cheers.
Winning, winning cleanly, winning happily.
Nanli's disciples were so excited that they couldn't contain themselves. Only then did they spit out the bad breath, and cheers and applause broke out.
But Bai Candong is not happy. He is not a pure force supremacist, nor is he prone to violence. Pure violence does not fully vent the anger in his heart.
Moreover, the Red Dragon Sage has not been punished at all, the thousand-year dream has not returned to his hands, and the anger in his chest has not subsided.
Bai Cangdong looked indifferent, without any joy of victory. He suddenly walked to the stone building at the entrance of the martial arts arena with a black iron epee in hand. He waved the black iron epee wantonly, and each sword seemed to be like an iron hook and a silver stroke.
There were sword marks left on the walls of the stone building.
This is a ditch of hopeless stagnant water,
The breeze cannot blow any ripples.
It's better to throw away more junk metal,
Just throw in your leftovers.
Maybe the copper will turn green into emerald,
A few peach blossoms rusted on the tin can
Then let the grease weave a layer of Luoqi,
The mold steamed up some clouds for him.
Let the dead water ferment into a ditch of green wine,
Full of pearl-like white foam
The little beads laughed and turned into big beads,
And he was bitten by a mosquito that stole wine.
Such a ditch of hopeless stagnant water,
It can be said to be somewhat clear.
If the frog can't bear the loneliness,
The stagnant water sang again.
This is a ditch of hopeless stagnant water,
This is by no means a place of beauty,
It's better to let ugliness cultivate it,
See what kind of world it creates.
After making the last stroke, Bai Cangdong took back the black iron heavy sword and walked away, neither accepting the cheers nor accepting the so-called reward of a thousand-year dream.
That is his, so why should others reward him?
He may not want the sword, but he cannot tolerate this tone. He does not need rewards or gifts from anyone. One day, he will get back the thousand-year dream by his own strength. Since this world is where strength is respected, then let's go
Reaching the pinnacle of power, Red Dragon could only tremble in front of him.
"Fuck the reward." Bai Cangdong left the martial arts arena without looking back, ignoring anyone who called him.
Wen Yiduo's backwater, because of the incident between Bai Candong and Millennium Dream, had a great influence on the entire disciples of Nanli Academy.
The anger, disappointment and despair revealed in the poem, coupled with Bai Candong's experience, resonated with most Nanli disciples.
Why does Bai Cangdong have no right to own his own magic weapon, but those superior sages can take it away by force, or even give it to others as a reward?
How come someone like Bai Candong, who has won honors for Nanli Academy time and time again, not only doesn't get the honors he deserves, he can't even keep his own magic weapon.
Why do those high-ranking people decide to go together, but they don't even have the power to say anything?
The stagnant water is a calm pool of stagnant water shrouded in despair and ugliness.
Many Nanli disciples remembered what Bai Cangdong said about the ancestors of Nanli Academy, those ancestors who shed their blood and heads for Nanli in the flames of life and death.
That is the real soul of Nanli, and that is the real integrity of Nanli people. And the current Nanli, just like the poem engraved by Bai Cangdong, is just a piece of stagnant water, which cannot even make the sound of such an angry sword.
A rippling sound of stagnant water.
"Why don't you return the thousand-year dream to Bai Candong?"
"That was originally Bai Candong's magic weapon."
"Is Nanli Academy already dominated by the Red Dragon Sage?"
"Can't Nanli disciples even own their own things?"
For a time, voices of doubt rang out throughout Nanli Academy. A Nanli disciple with unparalleled literary talent and amazing martial arts, a disciple who had won one glory after another for Nanli Academy, should be subjected to such suppression and make such a decision.
Such desperate and angry poems, how sad it is.
"Look, what are some people doing now to push our own disciples in Nanli? This is a ditch of hopeless stagnant water, and it is definitely not a place of beauty. It is better to remember the ugliness and cultivate it, and see what kind of world they create. In
In the minds of our Nanli disciples, Nanli has become an ugly world that makes everyone despair. Who will dare to send their children here in the future? This is simply a shame for Nanli Academy."
Elders such as Green Valley Sage and others who opposed Red Dragon Sage all raised their voices and added fuel to the fire to attack Red Dragon Sage.
The entire Nanli Academy's criticism of the Red Dragon Executive Academy is getting louder and louder, and more and more Nanli disciples are speaking out for Bai Candong, demanding that the Millennium Dream be returned to Bai Candong.
As for the disciples of Lihuoyuan, because of Red Dragon Sage, they have almost become street rats in Nanli Academy. Once they leave Lihuo Island, when they talk about their own disciples of Lihuoyuan, the eyes of the people around them suddenly change.
It became strange.
The influence of the dead water continued to ferment. Originally, Fu Qingyi didn't want to get involved in these matters, thinking that it would calm down automatically after a while.
However, I didn't expect that this incident would continue to escalate. There were more and more objections from the academy disciples to Chi Long. It was also because Chi Long himself had done too many immoral things.
His suppression of other disciples was also discovered after Bai Candong's incident, and more and more Nanli disciples joined the ranks of opposing Chilong.
Some of the more radical disciples even demanded that Chilong, a scum of Nanli Academy, be executed.
There was actually a disciple of Nanli who wrote a letter that cost tens of thousands of people's blood, demanding that the academy be removed from the post of executive director of the Red Dragon Lihuo Academy.
"A book written with the blood of thousands of people? There are only a few hundred names at most, and there are many that I can't even see clearly. I don't know if they really exist. I'm afraid the only one who can come up with such an idea is Bai Cangdong."
"Fu Qingyi looked at the blood book in front of him and smiled lightly.
"Dean, although there is a reason why Bai Candong added fuel to the flames, the Red Dragon Executive Academy did go too far this time, which made Bai Candong and many disciples feel chilled." Lian Yin said softly.
"It seems that I need to have a good talk with that little guy." The corners of Fu Qingyi's mouth raised slightly.
"Dean, Junior Brother Bai is the only disciple of Senior Uncle Jing Chen after all," Lian Yin said anxiously.
"Don't worry, I just want to talk to him. You are right. If this matter is not resolved, I'm afraid Nanli will really want his disciple to leave." Fu Qingyi sighed softly.
Although Fu Qingyi is already a perfect person, he still feels a little powerless to be in charge of Nanli Academy. Comfort itself is the enemy of managers. Nanli has been comfortable for too long.
"The Bai Cangdong now looks so much like the Ziyi before. Maybe this is an opportunity for Nanli to rise again." After Lian Yin left, Fu Qingyi murmured to himself.