Vol 9 Chapter 115: Dead at night

Led by Liu Mengyan, a group of people walked through the channel left between the disciples, and came to the ten chairs on the right side of the podium, and everyone took their seats in turn.
A few people just sat down. The Pentecostal Confucian on the podium grew up, his thin figure was almost flush with Ye Qingxuan, his face was cold, but he had the demeanor of a strict teacher.
"Converge--"
The Pentecostal scholars were together, and the ceremonial officer next to him held a long note and yelled loudly.
Following the instructions, nearly ten thousand Confucian disciples received merits together.
call--
Nearly ten thousand people expelled the last turbid air together, slowly got up, their movements were neat and uniform, and they were extremely beautiful.
Pentecostal scholars looked at a disciple, nodded with satisfaction, and said loudly: "You disciples, 'Confucianism on Taoism' officially begins today. Fortunately, please come to Kunwu to send all of you Kendo, I hope you all do your best, you must not fall on me Confucianism is prestigious. "
"No." Ten thousand Confucian students gathered together.
The Pentecostal scholar didn't introduce himself or visitors, and after finishing the sentence, he sat back to his seat.
Ye Qingxuan and others looked at each other, but Liu Mengyan whispered beside him: "This is everyone Zhu Shaoling, supervisor of my Rulin Academy, and also serves as the dean for the time being; the silver-haired old man on his left is Cheng Wei, the principal of the Wenge of Rulin College, and Cheng Weiyu, the grandson of everyone, have seen the previous Cheng Weiyu. On the right is Chun Yuyu, the master of the newly-promoted Wuge. Young and promising, Wugong is a younger generation. The first person ... "
Sun Ke heard a smile and said, "The three major institutions of Rulin Academy come together quite well. They really give us face. I wonder if there are any surprises?"
"Old Sun, how do you know that there is a surprise?" Liu Mengyan excitedly showed the paper fan in his hand, fanned two times, but stared at Ye Qingxuan, and laughed: "There is indeed a big surprise today, but the guests have not Arrive, and Rong Zaixia will keep it secret for a while. Oh, everyone, please, Rong Xia, please greet our elders. "
Sorry for the end, ran to his own seat, and saluted several elders.
Looking at Liu Mengyan's back, Ye Qingxuan smiled coldly.
Lu Yunxuan stepped forward, patted Sun Kun's shoulder and muttered, "Brother, is this the legendary scum?"
Sun Kun echoed: "Yeah old girl, this kid didn't fart well at first sight."
Ma Yunyong licked his face and said, "Brother Sun Family ... How many odds do you have for us?"
"This is all a master, you few of you should be a life experience. If you lose, don't be embarrassed." Sun Ke pouted and squinted at Ma Yunyong with a big face almost buried in a beard. You guys from Kunwu will kick your nose, right, who is your brother? Call your grandpa! "
"Well, Grandpa Sun." Ma Yunyong changed his name immediately, and muttered, "Isn't this my sister Yun Xuan? I think you are old enough to be my grandpa, but I can't hide it Live your young heart! Speaking of which, I still have to learn from you ... "
"Hey, this kid is doing a good job ..." Sun Kun raised his braid suddenly, "I like you, then shoot ..."
"Look ... what am I doing with your flattery, isn't it just a matter ... Grandpa Sun."
"Good!" Sun Kun laughed with a split fork. "Well, I'm really young, and some of you learned. Don't call grandpa, brother!"
"Well, brother!" Ma Yunyong climbed down the pole.
Several people in Feng Qingyan rolled their eyes. This Sun Kun was old and disrespectful, and he was in chaos. He soon called his brother and brother to the four children, and did not care about the tension at the scene.
"Next, play sword!"
At this moment the ceremony officer sang again: "From-"
"promise."
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Within the dojo, three thousand Confucian swordsmen swept out the swords around their waists, held them high to the sky, then pointed their swords upwards, slowly held them in front of their chests, and sang, "There are friends from afar--"
Hey, hey!
The sword moved with the sound, two swords were as fast as thunder, the sword pointed downward, then moved slowly, the body bent slowly like a salute, the sword tip was lifted, and sang at the same time: "Not to mention!"
A classic of Confucianism, with a sword stroke.
The opening ceremony of the "three swords" ceremony performed by three thousand people was full of majesty and rigorous beauty, and it was also a kind of deterrence. It was a deterrent to the Kunwu faction, especially when the three thousand swords were used, When "Qi" pointed at Ye Qingxuan several times, the eyes of 3,000 pairs of eyes and swords were dizzy, and the shining eyes were dizzy. If it weren't for the Kunwu factions, they would be mentally tenacious. As a result, even if there is no split between the liver and the gallbladder, they will still be afraid and affect their own momentum.
"Bi-Li-"
Thirteen before and after the "Ritual Sword", played slowly for half an hour, and finally ended under the harmony of the ceremony officer.
Nearly 10,000 people inside and outside the dojo didn't make any sound, and looked at Zhu Shaoling, who was at the highest level, with his eyes brushing.
Zhu Shaoling rose sharply, glanced at the disciples in the field, and was very satisfied with their rigorous performance. The eyes deep in the eyes were shining brightly, and he crossed the line with Ye Qingxuan and said, "Sage Cloud: The three men must have our teacher. I Rulin Academy has been established for more than 2,000 years. Every 'On Dao Day' will invite a rare master of martial arts in the world to point me out for my disciples. Fortunately today, I invite a master of swordsmanship in Kunwu Mountain, Yunzhou. Let ’s wait one or two. After a short while, the disciples who are interested in asking for help can come forward and decide the best five, and then ask Kunwu to send a master to correct it. Chaowen said, you can die on the evening. Disciples, let's start. "
After the command was completed, Zhu Shaoling arched his hand slightly towards the Kunwu party, waving his hand to signal the ceremony officer to continue.
"The disciples come forward to register!"
The ceremonial officer sang a peace, and one of the disciples of the people took the lead in shouting: "Discipline Cheng Weiyu, sign up for advice."
As soon as this statement was made, the original solemn scene was immediately broken--
"What? Brother Cheng is going to play? Isn't it always our undergraduates who come here to ask for advice?"
"He is one of the top ten young masters in the college, and he is one of the best in the world."
"Hey, don't you guys know? Earlier, Brother Cheng was humiliated face-to-face, saying that grammar must not enter martial arts, which angered Brother Cheng ..."
"The Kunwu faction has watched this time ..."
"Deserve it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Let them dare to come to my Rulin Academy to show their name, and give them some lessons."
"Yes, let these martial arts upstarts know the details and power of our famous factions!"
...
There was a loud noise at the scene, Zhu Shaoling's face sank, and he shouted, "Beep--"
The roar of deep suffocation suddenly trembled throughout the audience. The dust fell on the beam of the house. Everyone's ears were exposed to the thunder. The half of the head shell kept numb, and the chaotic scene was immediate. Be quiet.
Zhu Shaoling's sharp eyes glanced across the hall, and he said, "But it ’s just asking the seniors from Kunwu to ask for advice. Why is he so ignorant, degenerate, and even forgetting the etiquette? Cheng Weiyu, martial arts by calligraphy, the judge's style is still It can be entered, but it is still in flames, and I ask you to ask. "
"Entry-column-" The ceremonial officer sang, which was regarded as Cheng Weiyu's qualification, and he didn't even have to compete. 8)