1929: C1929 With a Chivalrous Body

C1929 With a Chivalrous Body

"It's no use staring at me."

Facing thousands of murderous gazes, Mo Nan did not show any emotion. He curled his lips and said, "You are not convinced? Then let me give you a reason."

He raised his hand and pointed at all the buildings in the Martial Arts Institute.

"Do you know how many people died here when this place almost ceased to exist?"

Countless disciples were confused.

How could they not know about the battle in the Dao Institute? After all, that battle had established the Martial Arts Institute's extraordinary status in the lower realm.

The disciples in the front row opened their mouths and answered.

Mo Nan nodded and asked again,

"Do you think those people who died here want to die and want to be heroes?"

The disciples shook their heads. Of course not.

No one would think that their lives were long, but it was precisely because those people had overcome this point that they were considered heroes. The stone tablet at the gate of the Martial Arts Institute recorded nearly a thousand names, and it was left to prove this point.

"You're wrong."

Mo Nan shook his head and said.

"Heroes, even me. I hope I can keep my wife and children in my arms. What does the outside world have to do with me?"

Beside her, Hee Mei's face turned slightly red. It was very hot.

Mo Nan turned around to take a look and simply pulled him along to sit on the edge of the high platform. He held Hee Mei's request with one hand and said with a smile. "Even if it was you guys who had such a beautiful wife, who would be willing to die early?"

"Hahaha."

The crowd below burst into laughter.

Almost everyone had forgotten. In the beginning, it was because of the former's words. He was furious.

At this moment, besides old rascal's honesty, he could also see the shy side of the former dean, which was quite interesting.

Mo Nan immediately stopped joking. He became serious and sighed.

"I was forced to."

"Back then, those people only knew that if they didn't chase those people from the higher realms away, the lower realms would fall sooner or later. Hiding would be useless. It would be better to have a fair fight. Only by winning would they be able to live well."

"It's the same now."

Mo Nan swept his gaze around the area below and said in a deep voice.

"I just heard that most of you agreed to release the spirit beasts at the back of the mountain."

"Does this mean that other than our Martial Arts Institute, all the other martial artists are having a hard time holding on? Even if there is one more Martial King Stage spirit beast, it will be the last straw that will crush them."

"Wait for a few months, and a few years later, all the forces will completely collapse. Will the Martial Arts Institute be able to do this alone?"

After saying this, the crowd of disciples finally started to think.

After all, this was a topic that they had never cared about before.

Mo Nan stood up, raised his arms and shouted with sincerity.

"I don't beg you to give up your lives, but at least you should understand that what you should do is for your own good. If you can't even figure this out, it's the shame of the Martial Arts Institute to have disciples like you."

"Just like the reason why I changed the Dao Institute to the Martial Arts Institute back then, I hope that you can cultivate your martial arts with the help of a chivalrous body!"

"Since you're standing on this piece of land, don't forget what the predecessors on this piece of land have done."

His mind was forever circulating.

old rascal praised himself in his heart.

He was a chivalrous cultivator, and a martial artist. He just casually shouted a slogan. When he thought about it later, it could really be considered as the Martial Arts Institute's doctrine and purpose in the future.

In terms of verbal skills, no one could compare to old rascal's ability.

Countless disciples' emotions had been stirred up, and they had completely forgotten that not long ago, they had been clamoring to let those spirit beasts leave the back mountain. It was also Mo Nan's words that made sense when they thought about it in reality.

Since this decision was already tied to their lives in the future, Then they'd rather make some sacrifices now.

On the side of the high platform, Cao Cheng's face darkened. He knew that Mo Nan was difficult to deal with, but he did not expect that a few words would break his plans over the past few months.

However, when the bow was on the bowstring, he had no choice but to release it.

Ignoring the cries of the crowd, he strode towards Mo Nan with a cold face.

"Does this mean that Dean Mo plans to be like the previous dean and not take the lives of the disciples seriously?"

Mo Nan rolled his eyes.

Which ear of yours heard what Yours Truly said?

old rascal was too lazy to explain. He pointed at all the disciples below. "Listen," he said. Everyone is willing. The disciples are willing to do good deeds. Could it be that as the dean, I have to force them to be bad people?"

There was no such thing in the world.

"That has nothing to do with me."

Cao Cheng steeled his heart and walked all the way to the dark. He braced himself and continued.

"As long as the disciples of the Martial Arts Institute are safe and sound, if you can't do it, you won't be able to sit firmly in the position of dean."

Mo Nan's only patience was worn out, and he turned his head coldly as well.

"So, what are you going to do? Are you going to force me to give up my position, or do you want those people outside to help you?"

Cao Cheng was shocked.

How did Mo know that there were already people waiting outside the Martial Arts Institute?

In fact, according to the plan with the Cao family, the Cao family came to congratulate him after he became the dean. It was a matter of pushing the boat along with the current situation. By the way, Hee Mei and the other girls would be taken away by Cao Gui.

However, now that things had gone awry, he had no way of informing the Cao family about the situation here...

The disciples below looked at each other in dismay. They felt that they suddenly did not understand what Director Mo was talking about with Elder Cao.

A crackling sound of firecrackers came from outside the square.

A few large banners were held up by the Cao family members as they drifted over from afar.

It was nothing more than a congratulatory speech to celebrate Cao Cheng becoming the new dean.1

The disciples were not stupid. They looked at the banners and then at Cao Cheng's pale face on the high platform. They immediately understood everything.

He even said that he was doing this for their own good. He was clearly a person with the surname Cao. He just wanted to be the dean.

It would not be a big deal if he was just ambitious. However, colluding with outsiders was not something that the disciples could tolerate.

All this time, Cao Cheng's impression in their hearts was not bad. However, at this moment, a questioning voice erupted from the crowd, "Elder Cao, how can you..."

"You with the surname Cao, you are an elder of the Martial Arts Institute!"

"Get out of the Martial Arts Institute!"

Mo Nan couldn't help but look at Cao Cheng with a smile.

Now that things had come to this, Cao Cheng could only brace himself and continue acting. He had a righteous look on his face, and his eyes were filled with blood as he said, "I did all of this for the sake of the Martial Arts Institute and all of you!"

"All of my actions are worthy of my heart. Even if I used some methods that I shouldn't have used, all of you should understand."

Understanding my ass.

The crowd below was filled with contempt. No matter what, it wasn't the right time for outsiders to interfere in the Martial Arts Institute's matters.

In the distance, listening to the endless noise, Cao Wuliang had already understood that his plan had gone awry.

"Dad."

Behind him, Cao Zhifang bent down and called out, asking.

"It's okay." Cao Wuliang waved his hand and calmly took in everything in the square. He said indifferently, "What can a group of mediocre disciples do if they are not willing?"

"Let the people waiting outside come in. We have to let these children understand what it means to be on the winning side."

"Yes!" Cao Zhifang quickly agreed.

He turned around and told another clansman to go to the Martial Arts Institute to spread the news.

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