Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 357 We Have Been Here Before

The principal's words echoed in the auditorium.

At some point he had ignited his golden eyes.

Angers put his legs on the table, as arrogant as a dragon in its lair.

This man is very strange. He is relaxed and leisurely when holding hearings. He is still relaxed and leisurely even when he knows that the school board is menacing and is targeting him. Angers is also relaxed and leisurely in the presence of Frost and the old monk who are eyeing him.

However, after dealing with the offensive and the enemy left, Angers, instead of celebrating the victory with his best disciple and drinking champagne, put away his lazy posture, like an ancient dragon waking up from its long sleep, pouring out the champagne in the blink of an eye. His golden light was as bright as the blazing sun. At this moment, he was a true legend, an unparalleled dragon slayer.

The most intriguing thing is that Angers's attitude was never shown to an enemy like Frost. Instead, it appeared in front of his favorite protégé Lu Mingfei.

It was as if the menacing Frost was nothing in front of this legendary dragon slayer. To Angers, the carefully prepared swords were nothing more than children playing with inflatable golden cudgels. Angers might even be singing drums with a smile. Raise your hands and say, "Well done. Do you want some chocolate?" In the tone that an elder should have.

But when facing Lu Mingfei, he completely changed his attitude. A truly strong man would only lift his spirits when meeting an equal being. Ange's golden eyes lit up. He and Lu Mingfei looked at each other, and the air was solemn. Cover this place.

There were clearly only two people in the auditorium, but it didn't look empty at all. Their intimidating momentum overwhelmed the entire room.

The hearing in front of the public is over.

Farce ends.

In this way, it is time for the real hearing to begin.

There are only two participants.

Anglen, Froese.

But two people are enough.

From a certain perspective, we each represent an era, so it is a confrontation between the old and new eras.

"Ger."

Ang Leng smiled teasingly, showing a completely different cynical and arrogant attitude than usual.

Only now can I remind people of, by the way, that guy is not only the principal of the Dragon Slayer, a well-known educator, but I am also the legendary Lu Mingfei, with the blood of revenge flowing in my body. woman.

Ang Leng spread his hands as if to show off.

"How about it?"

“How does it feel to enjoy the privilege?”

"Let you think about it, he must still be complaining about you right after the hearing. Why did you ask him to prepare together?"

"Ah."

"What else do you need to prepare?"

Ang Leng said arrogantly.

"That's the privilege. He has to do everything. I don't have anyone to do it for me."

"Whatever you think of, he has thought of, and there is no one to help him do everything he wants. It is perfect and flawless."

"Are you suspicious? Are there any problems with his pedigree report? Be careful how the school board will check. The institute's files do show that he had a regression test on this day. Although, you all know that he actually did not go there at all."

Froese thought for a moment.

"It sounds very wrong."

"But... does it mean that the Abraham blood contract is fair and private? It would be great for the principal and others to do that."

"just?"

"Private?"

Ang Leng sneered twice.

"Maybe the final Abraham was like this. Who knows, but, Geer, it has been several thousand years. No matter how stupid the system is, there are no loopholes. No matter how big the loopholes are, after a long time of letting go, Even small enough to cause the entire system to collapse. Not to mention..."

Ang Leng said meaningfully.

"No matter how perfect the system is, it is still people who implement it in the end, right?"

"To put it bluntly, the smallest loopholes in any system are also the most common loopholes."

"It's just human nature."

Froese nodded thoughtfully.

"It makes no sense."

"so."

Ang Leng put his legs up, leaned back, and stared at Gu Sifeng with his burning golden eyes. It was like the pressure of a mountain collapsing, but Fross sat here, calm and calm.

"Ger, let me tell you, since all systems will collapse and despicable human nature is destined to be solved, the new era he promised will be the new future he will create."

"It makes no sense!"

The auditorium fell into a long period of noise.

This is a very special Ziyi.

Later, Froese once painted a picture of the new era for Ang Leng. In that world, there will be natural classes divided by blood. People can judge whether they are born through their efforts the day before yesterday. If they want to become weak and want to go down, There is no path for us. Real equality without any postconditions only exists in fantasy utopias. And Fross is based on the future that we can enjoy in reality, the most distant and ideal future that is within reach. What I think What we mean by equality is equality that gives people equal competition.

For this reason, Fros wants Tianbuwu to promote my ideas, and to swear an oath to the martial arts scriptures when every warrior starts, and use all the means I can think of to improve the rules and systems to ensure the future of Tianbuwu today. convoy.

But Ang Leng said, those are all useful.

No matter how perfect the system is, it is still too despicable for human nature.

Even if one day Fross fulfills my wish, erases the natural class brought by dragon blood, gives everyone the right to practice martial arts and become weak, and reach the future I want to reach.

But what about now?

One hundred years, eight hundred years, one thousand years...

After all, it was a day without decay.

At this point, isn't all that Fros has worked so hard to accomplish just useful?

Doesn't this make any sense?

Before the long din, Froese spoke.

The clear and clear voice echoed in the auditorium.

I said that.

"Before you leave, we will build schools and hospitals for them, and we will raise their wages. That is because of our conscience, and because we have become good people, but because you have been here."

Ang Leng seemed to be reminiscing.

"Oh, I think about it. That's Che Guevara. He's a very boring guy. He's impressive. He's obviously from a humble background, but he has to fight for workers and peasants who have never met in the world. You've seen me. It's a pity. .”

The emotion on Ang Leng's face is not fake, it is also the feeling of a person who has lived for too long. Names that rarely appear in textbooks, heroes who are active in history, for a 180-year-old man, may just be the past. I was a good friend who drank and bragged together, and I still remember my voice and appearance in those days. If you want to see me now, you can only put a bunch of flowers on the grave and drink all morning. There is no other way.

"Yeah, Che Guevara."

Gu Sifeng said.

"Actually, you know what the principal said. There is a cure for the despicability hidden outside of human nature. History is a strange circle. Human beings are always stupid enough to repeat the sins we have committed, over and over again, day after day."

"but……"

Froese smiled and spread his hands.

"So what?"

"Even if the system will collapse, such an era has happened before. I have left my own chapter in history. You doubt that your efforts will be meaningless. You have been here and left seeds. Even if it is a temporary flower, Wither, but the winter will eventually pass and the seeds will sprout again.”

"That's the point of what you did."

Ang Leng can understand what Fros means. I use seeds, flowers and winter as metaphors. The first person I talk about is myself. Maybe one day the martial arts system created by Fros will collapse. Just like today's hearing, I think back to that year. The Abraham blood contract must also have high hopes. The mixed-race people really doubt that the contract represents justice and selfishness, and represents the sacred judgment of the mixed-race people.

But as Ang Leng said before the court adjourned, there is no eternity in that world.

Rather than doubting eternity, it is better to doubt reincarnation.

The once just code has now been reduced to a mere form. When the arbiters unite to make a decision, the spirit and belief represented by the Son of a Son code will no longer exist, and it will lose its meaning, most of all. It's just an empty book.

"By the way, the professors."

Froese asked curiously.

"How did he do it, principal? Are they saying that the junior teachers in the teaching corps are proud and stubborn? It seems that they even obey his orders. Why did they all side with you that time?"

"wrong."

Ang Leng corrected.

"It's your side, but..."

I pointed at Froese.

"His side."

Froese blinked and I pointed at myself.

"you?"

Ang Leng explained to me.

"Ger, he must have forgotten that before the 3E exam half a year later, in order to study his speech spirit, the professors signed a series of contracts with him."

"Although we paid very little, the meaning represented by a brand new spirit is still enough. From this moment on, the professors owe him a favor."

I stopped for a moment when I got there, and when I saw Fross's thoughtful expression, I continued.

"As for favors, I guess you need to speak less. Geer should also know what it means."

Gu Sifeng nodded. Indeed, he said that favors are important and important. For some people, they don’t care at all. But the professors are. Compared with money and other material things, we are Care more about a favor.

"Maybe we have also thought that it is he, but you, who really affects the professors' choices."

Ang Leng said that and looked at Fross again.

"By the way, Geer, did you ask him just now?"

Ang Leng narrowed his eyes, the light of his golden pupils burning cold and hot.

"Why would he attend that meaningless farce?"

The two people still sitting in the auditorium at this moment are both young. If Fross wants to leave, Dragon Slayer can stop me.

Even if Andrew succeeds in questioning Fros's bloodline and I am judged to be a safe hybrid, there is a small chance that the secret party will be able to imprison Fros and return to the island prison in the Pacific. The Dragon King is Ti, but Ang Leng has witnessed Fros and the Bronze Subject with his own eyes. In a life-and-death battle, the fighting power of the young S-class was already two-dimensional compared to that of the hybrids. From a tolerant perspective, the complex S-class was enough to evaluate Gu Sifeng, and I should be given a separate level.

Forget it, it's too troublesome. If you don't have a ready-made one, why think of another one? Just use non-human beings.

Ang Leng had no premonition that perhaps in the distant future, the dragon slayer's bloodline rating system would be abandoned and replaced by Gu Sifeng's four-state martial arts system, the body-refining non-human Li Gang, and the martial saint.

So, with such a young Fross, even Ang Leng himself is 100% sure that he can't keep me here. As long as he is willing for many years, he can single-handedly defeat the Dragon Slayer. What's more, I am not a single-handed person. Anyone has seen it? For the sake of Gu Sifeng, Gu Sifeng’s mixed-race students even took winter vacation and returned to school from all over the world. We wore uniforms to weaken our determination. To be honest, hundreds of mixed-race students acted together in uniform. The scene was so exciting The impact brought by this person can be said to be small. Of course, he can also see from that scene the appeal and popularity Fross has outside the student group. The young mixed-race people are telling him in that way School Board, if there is no fair judgment for Class S, it must go through our process first.

With his own weakness and terrifying reputation, Fross possesses those two points at the same time. To me, the hearing is really a meaningless farce. I could have chosen to participate, but Fross came first.

Therefore, Ang Leng will ask me, why come?

"Well, is it very complicated?"

Froese said in an understatement.

"Because you are a student of the Dragon Slayer."

When those words came out, Ang Leng and Gu Sifeng both laughed.

After laughing for a while, Fross straightened his face.

"Actually, principal, if you don't have the power to dominate others, can such an individual do whatever you want?"

"Indeed, you are very weak. If you want to leave, someone can stop you."

"But the constraints and rules only come from the inside, they are still out there."

Gu Sifeng tapped his heart.

"You are the number one person in martial arts. Thanks to the wrong love, you are accepted as a master of the small family."

"Since we are all teachers, we have to set an example. We must be able to mess around."

"so."

Froese shrugged.

"You came."

Ang Lengzi looked at Fross carelessly for a while. After a while, his serious eyes turned serious, and I burst into laughter.

"It's wrong, it's wrong."

I nodded.

"Ger, you know.

"You once heard an old monk who was a practicing monk say this."

"The real weakness of a person is to see the weakness of one's own boundaries, know what one should do, and stick to the boundaries."

"in other words."

Froese recalled the teachings I received from my master many years later when I was still in Shizhou.

"A real weak person depends on what I can do, but if I don't have anything I can do, I just do it. I just do whatever I want. I am just a madman."

Nodding coldly, I turned off my golden eyes, put away my domineering and arrogant attitude, and changed from the legendary Lu Mingfei back to a gentle educator.

The hearing belongs to two S-class children.

Ang Leng showed a very satisfied attitude.

I stepped onto the low platform, walked up to Gu Sifeng, and patted the S-level man on the shoulder affectionately.

"Let's go, Gu Si, give you a chance."

The old man who was still energetic at the age of 180 winked playfully.

"How about you treat him to a meal?"

Froese chuckled.

"That's just too polite of you."

We walked in side by side.

"By the way, Principal, why is it that the trial was just adjourned and it had to continue eight days ago?"

"Has your bloodline been finalized? What else can the school board of directors do?"

"Who knows, it's true, Gu Si, you need to remind me that the real target of the school board is him and you."

Hearing this, Fross cast a surprised and contemptuous look at Ang Leng.

"What, principal, has your affair with a male student finally come to light?"

"Watch his credits, Ger."

Ang Leng smiled kindly.

"You think you need to clarify that you and the male student are just having a special afternoon tea together to provide you with some life wisdom and experience from the elderly. That is a completely legitimate teacher-student relationship. He can listen to people's deceptions. Ziyi has nothing to do with it. Well-founded rumors.”

Gu Sifeng curled his lips, of course I know what Ang Leng's rumors are referring to, and Fen Gusi's big talk. Speaking of which, that guy's imagination is really rich. At least he is also a good at looking at pictures and writing. He is going to write for a newspaper. The article is really a pity.

Oh, Fingus was originally the head of the Dragon Slayer's press department, so there's something wrong.

All joking aside, Froese discussed the idea of ​​a school board meeting with Ang Leng.

The trial started eight days ago, and we will know what methods we have prepared by then.

Should we still use Fros as the breakthrough point like that time, or should we think of some other way?

Fingus was thinking about that question too.

What will we do if the hearing resumes?

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