The person who came was Ashinamo, who clearly had the title of Desert Wolf, but was willing to be known as the Horse Steward.
The surname Ashina is called Ahsina in Turkic, which means "noble wolf" or "noble wolf" and also means "blue".
Therefore, the Ashina tribe is also called the "Blue Turks".
But blue does not mean that his family has blue eyes, but refers to the highest god of the grassland, "Tenggri", which symbolizes the supreme rule of his tribe over the Turks.
It is also the surname of the ancient Turkic great khan family during the Northern and Southern Dynasties and even the Tang Dynasty, and has been passed down from generation to generation.
The Ashina clan mostly changed their surname to the single-character Chinese surname "Shi" in the middle and late Tang Dynasty, and some khans were given the surname "Li" by the Tang emperor, which was passed down from generation to generation.
Ashinamo was not the branch that lived in the Tang Dynasty after the demise of the Turks. His family has been thriving in Central Asia, but the reputation of "Tian Khan" has always haunted him.
He was fascinated by the majestic spirit of the Tang Dynasty when all nations came to court, and he dreamed of following the Li family to restore the glory of their ancestors.
Therefore, Li Yongyuan not only convinced him with his personal charm and strength, but also stemmed from Ashinamo's inner pursuit.
He drove the SUV all the way into the underground parking lot, opened the door and walked out holding a Persian scimitar in a jewel sheath.
In the parking lot in the center of the position, the stormtroopers from both sides were hiding in the shelter with loaded guns and ammunition. There were already more than 40 people standing behind Caesar and Chu Zihang, and the war was about to break out.
At this moment, the power of the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club could not be ignored. The third force that broke into the battlefield under the leadership of Ashina Mo was the royalist army.
"I admire your courage, but this is not a battlefield you can participate in."
Caesar was carrying Dictator, his golden hair still dazzling.
Ashinamo didn't answer, but just pulled out a scimitar as sharp as the full moon.
He is also A-level in terms of bloodline. He has received cruel family training since childhood, which gradually made him a cunning and tough wolf in the desert.
The hungry wolf dares to open its sharp teeth to any prey larger than itself.
Immediately, he strode towards the battlefield where only Chu Zihang and Caesar were fighting, his pace getting faster and faster.
When the emperor is away, the general will protect everything in the country for him, including his reputation.
He is not afraid of defeat, but he cannot lose humiliatingly.
This man is as ferocious and vicious as a wolf, yet loyal and reliable as a dog.
The scimitar in the wild young man's hand opened in a horizontal arc and turned into a stream of cold frost-like light. The blade blurred the light and shadow at this moment and hit Caesar's waist and abdomen.
"Cang!" a crisp sound.
Caesar pulled out the hunting knife faster than him, and the muscles of the arm holding the handle of the knife rose up one by one, and he slashed at the arc of the knife quickly.
The amplified sound of the scimitar resounded. Ashinamo held the handle of the knife with both hands and suddenly split into two knives from top to bottom. The blade held in his left hand suddenly struck the ice-faced young man who stood still.
He actually thought of fighting one against two, which can be called crazy.
The slender Murasame fell precisely on the weakest part of the man's strength, numbing his left hand holding the knife.
No pain, no movement.
Ashinamo rushed into the circle between the two of them, his handsome face full of unruliness. He waved his scimitar wildly, almost turning his whole body into an invulnerable ball with the sharp sword light.
Like the narrow field spread out by Yanling Wuchen Land, the sword wind spreads out in all directions, and the sound is terrifying.
Of course, the way to deal with this move is very simple, just like Chu Zihang has been using the blade as a lever, using the most ingenious power to increase it, and then slashing on the bright arc with a sharp lightning strike.
Caesar also wielded the hunting knife vigorously, with each sword carrying toughness, killing power, and the majesty of an emperor.
No matter how strong his will is and how flawlessly he wields the two scimitars in his left and right hands, his body is not a machine, and his muscles will become sore under constant stress, causing the speed of the sword to gradually stagnate.
Especially in an academy covered by words, spirits and disciplines, the best way for them to win is through physical combat and weapon fighting.
Within thirty seconds, the frequency and strength of Ashinamo's sword swings indeed slowed down. Chu Zihang and Caesar looked at the flaw and struck almost at the same time, using the tip of the sword to pick off the scimitar in his hand.
"Clang! Bang!"
Two crescent-shaped machetes fell to the ground of the cement-filled parking lot, making a crisp sound.
Ashinamo, out.
"This is our game now."
Seeing Ashinamo panting heavily and turning away with his chest heaving violently, Caesar just smiled at Chu Zihang.
The other party is the only opponent that I am looking forward to in today's "Free Day".
According to the bet, whoever loses will lose the right to recruit Lu Mingfei.
"Did you take the photo?"
Ashinamo sheathed his sword. There was no despair in his eyes after failure, but he was calm and composed.
"Of course. Let the professional people do the professional things."
There was actually a shrunken guy hiding in the off-road vehicle. He was tall and handsome, but his tone was a bit coquettish.
Fingel, the famous head of the press department and paparazzi of Kassel College.
In the photo, the wild Turan people are holding two swords and arcing, forming a formation on the left and right to bravely attack the two presidents of the Student Union and the Lion Heart Society.
Even though he only lasted for thirty seconds, only Ashinamo's bravery and fearlessness can be seen in this photo.
"You can transfer the money to me later, and I will write a hot post for you, saying that the leader of the royalist army under Li Yongyuan is one against two. You can spend some more money to buy some popularity for this post.
By then, the freshmen will know that in addition to the two major clubs, the Lion Heart Student Union, there is also a royalist army in the college."
Fingel had a businessman's mind and said proudly, "Who would have thought that these two guys with the same tall stature and thick eyebrows and big eyes could use such dirty tactics."
My mind has been divorced from reality and started to focus on the war of public opinion.
If you put this on the Internet, it would be equivalent to putting a few malicious clips and endless highlights. Internet celebrity players can also have sex with NBA stars such as Harden and Zui Ge.
Or it can be used as such.
"I was trying to recruit new members to the club, but I couldn't help it. Who said that the young master wouldn't be back for a while?"
Ashinamo was obviously still not good at practice, so he blushed and defended himself.
"I understand, I understand, mainly because Brother Li has not shown his face until now. I understand your difficulties. As long as there are no financial difficulties, I will definitely help you stir up public opinion for this free day."
Fingel patted him on the shoulder. He really didn't expect that since Li Longyuan had been away from the academy for so long, he could still use his name to discuss business.
But then I thought about it, if Junior Li really wanted to set up a club, at least half of the students in the college would support it.
After all, his record of slaying the next generation species was enough for his name to leave a significant mark in the history of dragon slaying.
The current Royal Guard Army is more like a spontaneous association formed by a group of fans who are impressed by his personal charm, and is not directly controlled by Li Yongyuan.
This is enough to illustrate its terrifying side. After all, it can make the name a glory and be sought after by countless newcomers.
In Kassel, there is probably only the former leader of the Secret Party, the founder of Kassel College, and the original president of the Lionheart Society, Meneke Kassel.
After Caesar leaves office, the phoenix emblem of the Gattuso family may also become the totem of the student union in the future.
But at this moment, none of them have greater appeal among the student group than the name Li Yongyuan.