Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

Jiang Mingyang asked excitedly, his fighting spirit had been ignited, and his whole state was different.

He clearly did not use his aura, nor did he release any pressure, but in Jiang Ziyue's view, Jiang Mingyang's whole body was shining.

That kind of light was invisible and formless, but it was always blooming and jumping.

"This is the poem that the first principal Wu Qingyun, Wu Qingyun, revived Taiwu Academy after the founding of the People's Republic of China."

Jiang Ziyue looked up at the boulder and sighed.

"Taiwu Academy?"

Jiang Mingyang was a little confused. Jiang Ziyue retracted her gaze and looked at the winding stone steps and said, "The original name of Emperor Wu is Taiwu Academy.

Tai means the greatest and the beginning of time. The meaning of the two words Taiwu is the starting point of Chinese martial arts.

The word academy means self-cultivation. If martial arts are too strong, it will hurt others and yourself. You must know how to keep a low profile and strengthen your heart with books and knowledge.

Martial arts is yang, and books are yin. One yin and one yang nurture all things, nurture thousands of students in Taiwu Academy, and revitalize China's ten thousand years of fortune."

Jiang Ziyue talked endlessly, and the four words Taiwu Academy extended so much content.

Jiang Mingyang looked at Jiang Ziyue in surprise and asked curiously, "Have you also learned the theory of Yin and Yang and Five Elements in Zhouyi?"

Jiang Mingyang looked at people with a sense of looking at charlatans, which made Jiang Ziyue very unhappy.

"What's wrong with the Yin-Yang and Five Elements of Zhouyi? That is the foundation of our Chinese civilization and the pillar of Chinese civilization.

But it is the rule of the Jiang family that young people should learn Zhouyi.

I heard these feelings about Taiwu Academy from the head of the family."

Jiang Ziyue was not hypocritical and said whatever she wanted to say.

Jiang Mingyang nodded in understanding, and asked curiously while slowly stepping onto the steps: "Why can't young people learn Zhouyi?"

"When you are sharp and aggressive, you don't need to pay attention to the way of smoothness. When time makes it happen, you can understand it at a glance and know it at a glance."

Jiang Ziyue also followed up, repeating word by word the original words of Jiang Tianyao, the head of the Jiang family.

This sentence is also easy to understand, and it is translated like this.

Zhouyi is useless when you are young, and it will wear out the enterprising spirit of young people.

When you are beaten by reality and gradually become round and smooth, it will be easy to understand Zhouyi.

The two of them went up all the way, stepping on the bluestone steps, talking and laughing as they rose up.

Walking on the lush mountain road, white clouds occasionally float by.

The mountain wind whistles in the ears, and there are monkeys crying, as if stepping into the secret realm of the fairyland.

The winding mountain road is very long, but for Jiang Mingyang and the others, it is just a cup of tea.

At the end of the winding mountain road, there is a flat ground paved with bluestone, on which there are almost right-angled natural stone steps.

At the end of the natural stone steps, there stands an ancient and majestic gate.

The style and specifications of the gate are similar to the legendary Nantianmen, as if there is a fairyland behind the gate.

When you first climb up to the upper world, you will suddenly enter heaven.

The golden light rolls red neon, and the auspicious air sprays purple mist.

I saw that the Nantianmen was deep green, made of colored glaze; the bright and bright gate was made of precious jade.

On the two sky-high red painted pillars, there are golden scales and red bearded dragons shining in the sun; on the gate bridge of these two giant pillars, there are colorful feathers and flying red-crowned phoenixes circling in the air.

Especially in the center of the gate bridge, the plaque on the gate has the gold-plated characters: Taiwu.

These two words seem to be the center of the gate. Anyone looking up from the bottom cannot ignore them.

"Oh my god, it's so domineering. Dongsheng is almost crushed into slag in seconds.

It's a bit difficult to support Dongsheng College. Should I consider changing the Taiwu and Dongsheng signs?"

Jiang Mingyang felt bad and complained madly.

When he first entered Dongsheng College, he was shocked and speechless. He thought it was the best and most luxurious college he had ever seen in his life.

With the growth of experience and knowledge, he finally knew what a frog in the well is and what a mantis trying to stop a chariot is.

This is also in line with the saying that what limits you is never your ability, but your knowledge, experience and self-righteousness.

Before you see the enemy, the limit you can imagine is just the limit of your cognition, and the enemy is far beyond your imagination.

Diwu is the best example.

In Jiang Mingyang's opinion, Emperor Wu is just a little bigger and more powerful than Dongsheng, but the result is far beyond his imagination.

What kind of rank corresponds to what kind of enemy.

The threshold of Emperor Wu is Wuda halfway up the mountain, and the students it cultivates are naturally far beyond imagination.

Hearing Jiang Mingyang's sour words, Jiang Ziyue on the side couldn't help rolling her eyes and said, "You really dare to think. Changing the brand of Emperor Wu is harder than creating another Emperor Wu."

"Who cares if it works or not, just do it first.

Today is the first step. If it works, roll up your sleeves and continue to work. If it doesn't work, keep working hard.

We are still young, don't have any mental burden, dare to think, dare to do, dare to fight, and dare to fight.

It's like the bet between you and me. If you don't be brave enough to take a gamble, how do you know if you can do it?

It's not that easy to win the world without giving it your all.

Anyway, we have nothing. Even if we are exhausted and have nothing at worst, what do we have to worry about?"

Jiang Mingyang looked up at the South Gate of Heaven, with a confident glow on the corners of his mouth, shining with the sunlight, which made Jiang Ziyue really blind.

"When the great roc rises with the wind, it soars up to 90,000 miles.

The mighty sword energy covers the sea, and the cold light of the world is pacified!

Heroes should control the four directions, and the wind rises and the clouds fly.

If anyone dares to invade China, I will open my sword and pierce the armor to kill everyone!"

Jiang Mingyang was full of fighting spirit, and he stepped up the stairs and sang loudly.

With every step he took, his momentum increased and his fighting spirit boiled.

The handsome young man stood on Nanshan Mountain with his hands behind his back, neither arrogant nor impatient, neither boastful nor humble, suppressing the powerful enemy with his own strength, which was very similar to the heroic spirit in the poem, and how high-spirited he was.

The fighting spirit in the poem and the domineering spirit that could conquer the world were vividly interpreted by Jiang Mingyang.

Jiang Mingyang climbed up the 108 steps step by step, and the scene behind Taiwu Gate gradually came into view.

Behind Nantian Gate, murderous students lined up on both sides of the gate.

On the left were the eldest sons of the four families of Duanmu, Nangong, Xiahou, and Huangfu, and the students and club members who were familiar with them.

On the right were the eldest sons of the four families of Jiang, Zhang, Shi, and Bai, and the students and club members who were familiar with them.

The eldest sons of the eight major families were more male than female, but both men and women were murderous.

Because Jiang Mingyang only took a glance and saw that many people still had clear slap marks on their faces.

The debt of several hundred spirit coins extorted from them last night was increased to two thousand by Jiang Mingyang. It is not difficult to understand why they are so angry.

In the middle of the giant gate, stood a high-ranking person with a dark face but a very high status.

This person was dressed in a green shirt, with a proud and cold face. Who else could it be but Chai Zhengqing.

Because of his last defeat, Diwu lost half of its resources, and was sent by the school committee to pick up Jiang Mingyang.

He is a master of the foundation-building realm and one of the executive vice presidents of Diwu. It is simply a shame for him to wait for a young man here.

Although he was extremely angry, he had to come.

His defeat was only one of the reasons. The most important thing is that he is a guest from afar, and Diwu must fulfill the hospitality of the host.

In any case, Jiang Mingyang came to challenge, and they should show their due demeanor.