Fighter of the Destiny

Seeing the state cavalry preparing to charge, the hundreds of teachers and students at Tiandao Academy showed no fear. Instead, they became even more excited. Their shouts became louder and louder, giving them a sense of unity.

In addition to the slogans of guarding the way of heaven, teachers and students also made more noises to curse people. Of course, the one who was scolded the most was Shu Xin Taoist, who was now regarded as a traitor who sold his hospital for glory. The name of the King of Linghai also appeared frequently. There are even occasional disrespectful remarks involving His Holiness.

Listening to those curses, King Linghai's face became increasingly gloomy, but if you look carefully, you may find that the emotion in his eyes has not changed at all.

In terms of the strength of both parties, of course Li Gong has the absolute advantage.

The state cavalry is as famous as the black armor cavalry, and the black-clothed deacons of Tiancai Palace are as famous as the assassins of the former Qing Li Division and Tianji Pavilion.

Tiandao Academy does have a profound foundation and has trained many strong men. Many of the bishops in the Li Palace now came from here, but after all, it is just an academy.

The fact that Tiandaoyuan has been able to persist for such a long time can only be said that Zhuang Zhihuan's heart is hard enough and the blood of the teachers and students is hot enough.

Faced with hundreds of teachers and students who were willing to throw their lives and blood, if Li Gong attacked forcefully, it would inevitably turn into a bloody massacre. Moreover, the current situation and the cause of the incident are different from the massacre at the National Education Academy more than 20 years ago. The King of Linghai responsible for this matter will be infamous for thousands of years, and Chen Changsheng will not be much better.

How to make the teachers and students of Tiandao Academy give up their resistance without bleeding as much as possible. This is what Li Gong should do.

However, King Linghai's eyes were still so indifferent, and no matter how hard Shu Xin Taoist begged, he had no intention of taking back his order.

Seeing that the state cavalry was about to charge, and the deacons in black were about to raise the death sickles in their hands, Taoist Shu Xin felt a sense of sadness and despair.

He seemed to see Tiandao Academy soaked in a sea of ​​blood, and the still immature faces of the young students who fell in the pool of blood.

The next moment, he suddenly felt dazzled - Tiandaoyuan did not turn into a sea of ​​blood, but turned into a sea of ​​ink.

A shadow fell from the sky and landed on the ancient buildings of Tiandaoyuan.

The shadow was so deep that it seemed to have substance and a real night.

The angry shouts stopped, and the young Tiandao Academy students looked up at the sky in confusion.

They failed to see the entity that brought the shadow.

Countless flakes of snow were floating in the dark sky, blocking all sight.

It's snowing! Some students shouted in surprise,

Why is it snowing at this time? Some students shouted in surprise.

It is already early spring, and even if it is cold in spring, there is no reason for snow to fall.

The students were very surprised and started talking one after another. Some even forgot about the murderous cavalry outside the courtyard gate.

But there are still many people who have not forgotten the situation that Tiandaoyuan and their classmates are facing now.

Looking at the beautiful snowflakes in the sky, a delicate female student had tears in her eyes and murmured: By God, you also think that this world is too dirty, so you have to fall this holy snow to make it clean. Our eyes and hearts?”

Some students heard her words, felt the same way, and prayed to the sky, feeling a little sad and stronger in will.

The King of Linghai said indifferently: After the snow melts, the ground is still full of filth. How can the gods deceive themselves?

Suddenly a low roar sounded in the sky.

The roar was extremely low, but not weak. It was like thunder hidden in the deepest clouds, or the deepest river underground.

People looked up to the sky with shock on their faces, wondering if this was God's response?

In response to what the female student said? Or is it the words of the King of Linghai?

There was a very clear will in that voice.

That is indifference, looking down, and disinterest.

No matter whether King Linghai came with the state cavalry or Taoist Shu Xin stood on the opposite side with several teachers, Zhuang Zhihuan's expression did not change at all.

But when he heard the buzzing, his expression became a little strange, and he even saw a trace of hesitation and retreat deep in his eyes.

He heard it.

This is a dragon roar.

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The number of snowflakes in the sky suddenly increased dozens of times, and the cold wind became extremely biting.

The wind and snow were blowing wildly, and the temperature inside and outside Tiandaoyuan dropped sharply.

Whether it is the ivy on the stone wall or the thousand-year-old tree in the deepest part, they have all turned into beautiful branches.

Thin ice formed on the surface of several small lakes, and then thickened at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into ice lakes as smooth as mirrors in a few breaths.

In a remote courtyard, all the water in the deep well was frozen, causing several cracks in the surrounding ground.

The whole world turned white and became a realm of ice and snow.

Most of the ordinary students turned into snowmen.

They can still see and think, but they can no longer move, and even have a look of shock on their faces.

Zhuang Zhihuan was a genius with outstanding talents when he was young, and now he is one of the few strong Taoists in Kyoto, so there is no problem.

There are more than ten excellent teachers and students who can still support it.

Their faces were a little pale and their lips were a little blue.

The teachers and students suffered internal injuries because the severe cold invaded their Qi orifices and Youfu.

Zhuang Zhihuan found out that he suddenly lost everything he could rely on.

Where did this snowstorm come from?

Why is it so violent and terrifying?

The teachers and students of Tiandao Academy thought about this problem with fear.

At this time, a figure walked slowly from the other side of Fengxue.

The figure's posture when walking was a bit weird and seemed a bit uncoordinated, but it gave people a particularly stable feeling.

Or is it because the person only has one arm?

Looking at that figure, looking at the empty sleeves dancing wildly in the wind and snow...

Even the young students who could not move or show expressions had joy in their eyes.

Those teachers and students who could still speak out shouted in surprise.

Senior Brother Guan Bai!

Daimyo!

Brother!

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Following the famous stone path, Guan Bai walked into Tiandaoyuan and then stopped.

He stood between two stone walls.

There are many names on the stone wall, and there is a line of words engraved on the top - Hao Feng frequently uses his strength to send me to Qingyun.

This is the Qingyun List.

When he was studying in Tiandaoyuan, his name also appeared on the stone wall, and it was at the top.

For this reason and many other reasons, he has always been the greatest pride of Tiandao Academy, both then and now.

So even though they knew that his level of strength might not be able to change the current situation, seeing him appear, the students of Tiandao Academy still couldn't help but shout in surprise.

However, all the sounds disappeared in the next moment, and all the surprise turned into shock.

Because Guan Bai looked at Zhuang Zhihuan and said something.

Teacher, give up.