When the slender and familiar body came into view, Xiao Mingrui was a little dull. When he suddenly saw the dean's logo on Zhan Xiaoyao's chest, when he saw the lone hero mask on Zhan Xiaoyao's cheek, Xiao Mingrui, who had no reason, suddenly became excited and his steps became soft.

"Fight, fight, fight Xiaoyao?"

Zhan Xiaoyao did not answer, but just looked at Xiao Mingrui calmly with one hand on his back. The seemingly plain eyes in his eyes were as deep as stars, as if they were reprimanded.

This movement, this momentum, and this look are absolutely unique except him.

"Director, you are back."

Excited words were choked, and a line of hot tears could not be stopped. Xiao Mingrui walked up quickly, his eyes full of joy and excitement.

Zhan Xiaoyao still had no words or actions, just stared at himself calmly.

Zhan Xiaoyao was watching a trash student who had been ridiculed by the new school, and gradually grew into a dean-level figure that he could only admire.

There were many unpleasant events at that time, but it was these unpleasant events that gave me a new and correct understanding of the battle with Xiaoyao, and I was full of admiration and respect from the bottom of my heart.

The Martial Arts Academy has had a brief glorious period, which has not happened in more than 20 years. As long as Zhan Xiaoyao is practicing martial arts, anyone who dares to challenge the authority of martial arts will be suppressed by Zhan Xiaoyao.

He was exploited by someone and almost destroyed the Martial Arts Academy, but was rescued by Zhan Xiaoyao, so he could survive until now. What's more, his actions were charged with being connected with the demon sect at that time, and the martial arts sects could directly destroy themselves. And now he can still stand here and be reused, which should be attributed to Zhan Xiaoyao. Zhan Xiaoyao has long become an indelible respectful person in Xiao Mingrui's heart.

During these days when the dean was no longer, he had not managed the academy well. Looking at Zhan Xiaoyao's plain eyes, his deep guilt made Xiao Mingrui kneel on the ground with a normal voice.

"Director, I am not good at doing things well. I have not taken good care of your college and taught them well." The heartfelt guilt and self-blame made Xiao Mingrui cry.

Seeing Xiao Mingrui like this, the martial arts sects knelt on the ground in panic.

"It's not your fault. It's okay, as long as people are alive," Zhan Xiaoyao said calmly.

Xiao Mingrui choked up and stood up, still feeling a little unbelievable: "Dean, really, is it you?"

"Yes, I'm back."

On this day, the Martial Arts Academy burst into a high mood that had never been seen before. The students and the Martial Arts School ran around and told each other. In a moment, all the students and the Martial Arts School and the management team gathered spontaneously at the school.

Duan Yanrong was very relieved and happy, but she was also full of sorrow. The current severe situation facing Xiuwu urgently needs to be resolved and reported.

Zhan Xiaoyao saw the expressions of the people, gently stroked the cheeks.

When Zhan Xiaoyao took action, everyone calmed down. Although many martial arts scholars and old students had seen Zhan Xiaoyao's face, they still wanted to see the style of legendary figures in the martial arts Academy.

"He, he, is so young and handsome? He is really the dean?"

Jiang Yazi, dressed in gray, slapped the student on the head: "Shh, quiet."

Female students

Her eyes were filled with peach blossoms and full of spring love. She stared at Zhan Xiaoyao from afar, and everyone was surprised. Some senior female students could no longer help but shout Zhan Xiaoyao's name.

"Brother Xiaoyao is back, Brother Xiaotian should be back soon." Zeng Rourou stood in the crowd and looked at Zhan Xiaoyao with a smile.

Zhan Xiaoyao never expected that his bad behavior would become a legendary story in the eyes of the students, and he did not expect that his dean spokesperson, who was not worthy of his name, became a recognized dean figure in the entire college.

Zhan Xiaoyao waved his right hand to suppress everyone's high emotions: "Thank you everyone, I still remember me, the incompetent dean. Now, I am back. Today, everyone can stop drunk. I will still be able to practice martial arts in the future."

I thought it was a generous speech, and I was talking to the teaching staff with a serious heart. No one expected that Zhan Xiaoyao would say such words. But when this sentence was said, the scene was boiling again.

"I will stop after I get drunk and continue to cultivate the glory of martial arts."

One student yelled, and all the students immediately shouted loudly.

Although Duan Yanrong shook her head and said nothing, she had a rare smile. That night, a banquet that lasted all night was held throughout the school venue.

Duan Yanrong was undoubtedly afraid that Zhan Xiaoyao would get drunk, so she used her small wine glass to serve Zhan Xiaoyao.

"Come on a big bowl."

Duan Yanrong shook her head helplessly and exchanged a bowl for Zhan Xiaoyao.

Zhan Xiaoyao is undoubtedly the focus and has become the object of toast by everyone. Whether it is the martial arts sect or the students rush to toast with Zhan Xiaoyao, some students who cannot get the position are extremely angry.

"Don't pay tribute to me, today I'll pay tribute to everyone, from left to right, from the first row to the last row, I'll come one by one."

"What? So many tables, did the dean come over? The entire college is lined up with at least a thousand tables, and there are still many sitting on the ground. I'm afraid that the dean will be drunk if it's less than ten tables? No, I must take the initiative to respect him."

The students and the martial arts sects were enthusiastic and wanted to respect each other, but Zhan Xiaoyao, who was standing on the main stage of the stand, had already raised his bowl and fucked the first table.

Ten tables, twenty tables, and thirty tables, Zhan Xiaoyao continued calmly.

"My God, this has reached the 60th anniversary of the dean. In other words, the dean has drunk 60 bowls. It seems that there is nothing wrong with it. Should I do this..."

Duan Yanrong was anxious and suddenly said loudly: "It is too tedious toast like this. If everyone agrees, the dean will have a bowl, and we will have a bowl. Come on, we will be a bowl to the dean."

The students who could not wait to toast had raised their bowls: "Treat, Dean."

All the students had already stood up, held up the wine bowl, and looked at Zhan Xiaoyao eagerly.

Zhan Xiaoyao was moved in his heart, and suddenly remembered Feng Duanshan. He opened his lips lightly and said softly in words that he could only understand: "Dean Jing!"

This night also became a legendary scene in the history of the Wushu Academy. The dean and the students actually drank on the same stage. The main focus of the scene was that 98% of all the students lie down. The remaining hundreds of students became exceptions because they were drunk and hugged the big tree and slept soundly. Only Zhan Xiaoyao and Duan Yanrong were awake.

On the second day, no one stipulated or agreed, and all the students and Wu Jiao put on black college uniforms at the same time.

The student logo on each student’s chest is bright and bright, and the college has regained its previous vitality.

Duan Yanrong briefly told Zhan Xiaoyao about the current situation facing Xiuwu.

"Director, the meaning of the Southern Region is very obvious. I want our college to transform. Although there has been no tough moves, I am afraid that once we take action, we will have no room for turnaround. The Academy Management Association has long lost a place for warriors and does not care about this matter at all. At present, Sunset City is under the management of Yeliu City, and it will charge high so-called protection fees every month. Our college can support it. Most of the citizens of Sunset City are ordinary people. After the Beast Tide Incident, they have basically fled. At present, some major families can no longer support it. And although Zhongyuan..., the annual competition between the Fanchen Continent Academy is about to arrive. Do we participate or not? If we participate, then it means the Southern Region to participate in the competition or not?"

Zhan Xiaoyao seemed not in a hurry, but opened his mouth: "Representative to the Martial Arts Academy."

Zhan Xiaoyao's words were puzzled.

Zhan Xiaoyao, dressed in white, stood up, walked to the window and looked at the students practicing fighting skills in the schoolyard and said again: "Cultivating martial arts means practicing martial arts, which only represents martial arts and does not represent any force."

The Southern Region is second only to the Western Regions, and it is currently the second largest sect. Moreover, there are no one who can stand up and speak for martial arts. How can a small martial arts academy gain a foothold under the oppression of a powerful sect? How can a small martial arts academy establish a foothold? How can it represent martial arts?

Although his words were arrogant and Duan Yanrong was confused and confused, she was still silent and did not ask.

The news that Zhan Xiaoyao turned to Xiuwu had already reached Yeliu City. On the third day, Yeliu City sent people to come. Because the small beasts in Sunset City attacked the city, the people's livelihood was blocked and managed by the lord of Yeliu City.

The visitor was the deputy commander of Yeliu City, an eighth-rank warrior of the holy level. He walked into the martial arts Academy with eight martial arts guards with majestic nostrils facing the sky.

"I heard that your dean is back, ask him to come out to see me." The deputy commander of the college administrative department, Dazhe sat in the dean's seat without even raising his eyes.

"Uh, this, our dean, he, has been moving all the way, and his body is tired and has not recovered yet."

"Fuck, don't you know if you are the commander? It's better if you don't go to see the city lord on the first day of the college, you actually gathered to drink. You even disobeyed the city lord's order and put on the academy uniform and told him to get out and see me, and pay the protection fee for this month."

The deputy commander's arrogance is very well-founded. He brought eight holy guards, and he was even the eighth-level Saint-level, the deputy commander of Yeliu City, and currently has certain jurisdiction over Sunset City. As for Zhan Xiaoyao's deeds in the Northern Region, the deputy commander has heard a little about Zhan Xiaoyao's deeds in the Northern Region, but he absolutely does not believe it. A holy boy who can still deal with and move around and walk out of the Ice and Snow Sect alive is a fantasy. That's the Ice and Snow Sect. Although the Ice and Snow Sect has been in constant trouble these days, the glory of the first sect has been over for hundreds of years, and his foundation is still there, and there are countless imperial and imperial masters. A small holy boy dares to run to the Ice and Snow Sect to shout. It is impossible.

It was definitely the incident where this kid took advantage of the incident of visiting the Ice Snow Sect in the three major domains to touch the gold and make a big noise. Moreover, the entire Ice Snow Sect chased this kid, how could he get away? It must have been swept out by the Ice Snow Sect, and he was extremely embarrassed to deliberately release the news that he brags and doesn't make drafts. Only fools would believe it.
Chapter completed!