Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

Jiang Mingyang once again spoke arrogantly, not only did he look down on the leaders of the eight clans, he even threatened to beat up the civil servants.

The civil servants were half a step into the Qi Refining Realm, proficient in the powerful combat skills of the Church, and had spiritual weapons by their side. They were invincible in the Body Refining Realm.

Jiang Mingyang even threatened to beat him.

This is like a beggar who can't even eat, despising the richest man in China for not having seen the world, and the richest man in the world is a nouveau riche.

This kind of arrogance to the extreme, without a trace of self-awareness, completely unreasonable words and deeds, people don't know how to refute.

This is no longer bragging, this is completely ignorant of the height of the sky and the depth of the earth.

The mood of the crowd at this moment can no longer be described in words. They want to point at Jiang Mingyang's nose and yell: Do you still want to be a bitch, can you have a little self-awareness.

Everyone looked contemptuous and sarcastic, and they were too lazy to talk nonsense with Jiang Mingyang. Even saying one more word to him would be an insult to their IQ.

The atmosphere was very awkward. Chai Zhengqing was happy to see Jiang Mingyang embarrassed, but he didn't mention continuing to walk.

But Jiang Mingyang didn't seem embarrassed at all. Seeing that everyone disdained to pay attention to him, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Ziyue.

"See? This is the face of a loser.

If they don't dare to think about or do something, they think others can't do it either.

Even if others mention it a little, they will get excited and spray and bite randomly to protect their worthless sense of superiority.

Fighting with such a group of losers who have no fighting spirit, no lofty goals and ambitions, and are self-denying, what reason do you have to fail?

Two weeks ago, you were no match for Jiang Haoding, but today you will definitely beat him!

Because you are different from him, you see farther than him, and your goals are more ambitious than his, because you have never denied yourself."

Jiang Mingyang's lofty words made Jiang Ziyue's blood boil, and the faces of all the students became solemn.

Those who can enter Diwu are all outstanding among their peers. How can they not hear whether Jiang Mingyang is right or wrong?

But even so, many people don't believe that Jiang Mingyang can beat the eunuchs.

Let alone beat the eunuchs, many people think that Jiang Mingyang can't even beat Jiang Haoding.

The gap between them is too big, and it can't be made up by confidence.

Chai Zhengqing's expression also became solemn, and the previous contempt and disdain disappeared, because he saw it more clearly than his students.

Jiang Mingyang didn't lie, nor did he brag for momentum, he just thought so.

This kind of firm self-belief and the mentality of ignoring everything are the necessary conditions for becoming a strong man.

In other words, as long as Jiang Mingyang grows up, he will definitely become a strong man.

"Hahahaha, a little eunuch, you can't raise your heads, and you still have the face to mock me, you really give the Chinese people face!"

Jiang Mingyang laughed up to the sky, he ignored the sluggish people, stepped forward alone on the steps, and sang loudly as he walked.

"The great roc rises with the wind one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles.

The sword energy is mighty and covers the sea, and the world is peaceful with a single stroke of light!

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

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

The heroic spirit is soaring, and a long-lost impulse echoes in everyone's heart.

The high song goes straight through the clouds and echoes above the nine heavens, as if it has magical power, clearing the clouds and washing the soul.

The song floats all the way, fluttering and falling to the Yunfeng Mountain martial arts field.

Everyone's thoughts are rippled by the song, and the heroic spirit and domineering in the poem deeply affect every student.

The martial arts field stands are full of freshmen and sophomores, and there are also several big figures sitting on the rostrum.

The head of the Imperial Martial Arts Inspector, the first position on his right is the vice president Zhong Changyan, and the second position on his right is the vice president Chai Zhengqing's position.

The third, fourth, and fifth positions on the right are the other senior leaders of the Imperial Martial Arts.

The left position has a much bigger card, the first position on the left is the archbishop.

This old man analyzed for several days and nights, but he still couldn't figure out the calculations of the top leaders of the imperial capital.

To be on the safe side, he decided to personally sit in the fight.

An old man who is still alive is a thief. He already had a hunch that something big would happen in this fight, and he had to sit in the fight.

He sat on the rostrum in a white robe like an old monk in meditation, closing his eyes and resting his mind without asking about external affairs.

The second position on the left turned out to be Duan Qing, who had thrown Jiang Mingyang into the imperial capital and never cared about him again.

She leaned on the seat seductively, causing a group of teachers and students to look sideways, but they didn't dare to stay on her for too long.

She is a combination of a pure angel and a seductive succubus. Every second you look at her is a blasphemy, but you can't help but miss a minute.

Since Duan Qing has appeared, the third position must be Duanmu Huachuan.

Duan Qing appeared in the imperial capital, and Duanmu Huachuan couldn't not appear.

The fourth seat is occupied by Jiang Tianyuan. Although he is a little inferior to the head of the family, he represents the Jiang family and their status is equal.

There is no one after the fourth seat. In the eyes of the eight families, it is enough for one family to come forward for such a small scene.

It is reasonable for Jiang Tianyuan to come forward. After all, Jiang Mingyang is a member of his Jiang family, and Jiang Ziyue who follows him is even more of a direct descendant.

As for Duanmu Huachuan, this guy is a sticky candy. As long as Duan Qing appears in the imperial capital, he will definitely stay with her.

No matter what the reason, the two families have given enough face by coming forward, and there is no need for other families to send people.

The big brothers had different reactions when they heard the singing, and their mentality was also obviously different.

Big brothers of their level can judge the future achievements and ceiling of the younger generation without meeting them.

"It is said that China is a country of etiquette. This boy is vulgar, arrogant, and overestimating his own abilities. He will never become a great man in the long run."

The first person to speak was the Imperial Inspector, a Western European with short blond hair.

When he heard the song, his face was extremely solemn, and only one thought echoed in his mind.

This boy cannot be kept, he will become a big trouble in the future!

"Humph, he doesn't know etiquette, he doesn't know the rules, even if he can become a great man, so what."

Zhong Changyan's face was ugly, and he had a little worry about Jiang Mingyang's rise.

"If a man is not frivolous, he is a slave, and the lawless are talented.

They like to make trouble, as long as the sky doesn't fall, I can cover them."

Duan Qing's mouth curled up slightly, seeming to be very satisfied with Jiang Mingyang's performance, and his words were as domineering as ever.

Huan Shijie and Zhong Changyan were so ugly that their faces turned pale and blue.

"Principal Duan teaches students in accordance with their aptitude, which is simply a model for teachers.

In my opinion, the vice principals of Diwu should all learn from you."

Duanmu Huachuan flattered Duan Qing in various ways, praising her for her good teaching.

"The youngsters are naughty, and they should be taught a lesson. Don't be sentimental.

When we challenge later, send the strongest ones. I can't stand that kid being arrogant."

Only Jiang Tianyuan was secretly happy. No matter how Jiang Mingyang's grades were, no matter how well Duan Qing taught him, Jiang Mingyang was a member of the Jiang family.

No one could question or deny this.

Whether they lost or won, the Jiang family benefited the most.

If the head of the family was not wrong, Jiang Ziyue could make further progress because of this. Jiang Haoding and other direct descendants were unwilling to accept each other, and that would be the beginning of the great prosperity of the Jiang family.

Just when everyone was thinking about it, Jiang Mingyang strode onto the martial arts field.