Unlimited loot system

Just when the Holy See's branch in China was overwhelmed by Huaxia's actions one after another, Jiang Mingyang arrived at the Emperor Martial Campus.

Diwu is located in Dongcheng District, the capital of the empire. It covers a vast area surrounded by mountains and rivers, and has extremely strong teachers.

It is the best school in Huaguo, with the best faculty in Huaguo, and the most abundant resource ratio.

Duan Qing agreed on half of the resources, which made Emperor Wu's flesh hurt for a long time.

Duan Qing didn't press for it all the time, and Di Wu couldn't bear to take the initiative to give it away, so he just put it off for a day.

After delaying for more than two months, Jiang Mingyang blatantly came to ask for debts.

If it's just a debt, then Jiang Mingyang has come up with so many tricks, if Emperor Wu doesn't show some majesty, people will really look down on him.

The location of Diwu and the overall architectural style are completely different from other schools.

Because the history of Emperor Wu can be traced back to the imperial power period.

Although it does not reach the level of a thousand-year-old school, the school has a very long history.

Therefore, Diwu's academy style is more similar to the legendary Xiuxian sect.

Leaving the bustling urban area of ​​Dongcheng, along the winding mountain road upwards, there is a continuous hilly belt.

Ruze County is located in the hilly area, but it is far away from Emperor Wu, and the location is also very remote.

In the center of the hills, there are several towering mountains.

The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all the year round, and the mountain is majestic, wide and continuous, covered with lush vegetation, like a huge emerald in the center of the hill.

A large river meanders in front of the Emerald Mountain, like a giant dragon recharging its energy, and there are signs of dragons flying all over the world at any time.

This place was seen by an expert, who said that it hides wind and gathers water without moving, and it has the potential to hide dragons in the abyss. It is the best place for running schools, practicing Taoism, and cultivating talents.

When the car reached the halfway up the mountain and overlooked many hills, it had just arrived at the gate of Emperor Wu.

This is enough to show the high threshold of Emperor Wu.

Talents who can enter Emperor Martial Arts are either the top talents in the country, or the rich and powerful, and the mediocre people will never enter.

Diwu's school gate is not as spacious and grand as other schools.

Diwu has no school gate at all, and there is a huge stone on the mountainside, which looks like the gate of the entire Xiuxian sect.

Next to the boulder, there is a simple stone step five people wide, winding all the way and disappearing in the vegetation.

Opposite the mountain gate is the parking lot, which is close to the cliff and filled with all kinds of interview vehicles.

Countless photographers with long guns and short cannons, as well as news workers from various platforms, all appeared with their necks stretched out, Jiang Mingyang.

Emperor Wu does not allow the media to enter, they can only obtain first-hand information outside the mountain gate.

Interestingly, there are no guards around, they can wait outside the mountain gate, but no one dares to step out of the parking lot.

It seems that the front of the mountain gate is a forbidden area, and no one is allowed to enter without permission.

Shan Bo didn't drive the car into the parking lot, but parked outside the gate of Diwu Mountain instead.

"This is the school gate ahead, I can only take you here, and you have to go up the rest of the way."

Shan Bo smiled and reminded that Jiang Mingyang saw through the car window that the school gate was completely different from what he knew, and he was so shocked that he was speechless.

Accustomed to seeing modern metropolises, it is a great shock to modern people to suddenly go deep into the dreamlike, poetic and picturesque fairyland.

Especially in the era of warriors, everyone yearns to practice martial arts and attain the Tao, and even more yearns for the legendary life of cultivating immortals.

"I'll go, no wonder people call me a bumpkin, now I feel like a bumpkin."

While thinking about it, Jiang Mingyang prepared the door car with a displeased expression.

But what he didn't expect was that Jiang Ziyue got out of the car first, and then stood respectfully outside the car door, like an orderly servant, waiting for her master to get off.

Jiang Mingyang was a little confused, Shan Bo pursed his lips, and said, "Go down quickly, your little girlfriend is saving face for you, don't disappoint her kindness."

"Is this to save face for me? Why do I feel that this is to put me on the fire."

Jiang Mingyang's face was dark and he wanted to get off from the other side, but Shanbo locked the door, so he had to get off at Jiang Ziyue's side.

As soon as he got out of the car, countless long guns and short guns came over with questions.

But with the parking lot as the boundary, no matter how crowded they are, they dare not exceed the slightest bit.

"Mr. Jiang Mingyang, are you serious?
Don't you think it's too arrogant to challenge the new generation of emperor martial arts by yourself? "

"Miss Jiang Ziyue, you are a direct descendant of the Jiang family, why did you agree to such an excessive bet?

Did Mr. Jiang Mingyang use irrational means to you? "

"Miss Jiang Ziyue, under what circumstances did you sign the bet? If you lose the battle, will you really fulfill the bet?
With your identity and status, aren't you afraid of becoming a stain on the Jiang family, and a target for the enemy to attack the Jiang family? "

"Mr. Jiang Mingyang, why did you cruelly force Miss Jiang Ziyue to sign such an excessive one-way bet?

Does your conscience ache?Or let me put it another way, do you still have a conscience? "

……

All kinds of questions made Jiang Mingyang's brain boil, and none of these questions were well-intentioned.

Fortunately, they didn't dare to step out of the parking lot, otherwise Jiang Mingyang would have been questioned to death before he could challenge him.

"Don't worry about them, just enter the mountain gate."

Jiang Ziyue gave a faint reminder, but Jiang Mingyang shook his head, turned around and looked around the reporters, and quickly sent Yao Yutong off.

The reporters thought that Jiang Mingyang wanted to answer questions, but Jiang Mingyang waved his hand like Yao Yutong and said, "Sister Yutong, let's have a meal after the end. I haven't repaid you for helping last time."

Jiang Mingyang's simple words directly made Yao Yutong the focus of the audience.

This sentence means, first-hand information and first-hand follow-up interviews!
Yao Yutong, a newcomer in the news circle of the imperial capital, has become a celebrity in the news circle, and this sentence will be used for a lifetime.

All the famous names and celebrities are almost staring out of envy, wishing to replace them.

"It's an appointment. If you dare to break your promise, I will tear down the door of your house."

Yao Yutong responded playfully, enjoying the envious eyes around her, enjoying the glory of this moment.

Although it was tiring to wake up early and work late these days, all her efforts were worth it at this moment.

Jiang Mingyang nodded, then turned his head to look outside the mountain gate, the huge boulder tens of meters high.

The boulder is vicissitudes and simplicity. Although the material is not special, it is full of traces of time. There is also a poem engraved on it.

Jiang Mingyang looked up, and suddenly felt a mighty aura rushing straight to the sky, and his blood was instantly ignited by this poem.

One day, due to the wind, the roc soared up to [-] li.

The mighty sword energy covers the sea, and the world is flat with one style of light and cold!

Heroes should be in all directions, when the wind blows and the clouds fly.

If anyone dares to offend Huaxia, he will kill everyone with his sword and armor!

The poems are clearly engraved on the stone, but they are more vigorous and powerful than those written with a brush, as if they have been integrated into the heroic spirit of the whole life.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, with silver hooks painted on iron, and the heroic and domineering spirit of the poem is vividly rendered.

Jiang Mingyang wished he could wield his sword to the end of the world, wipe out powerful enemies in his hands, and help Huaxia revitalize China!
At this moment, Jiang Mingyang's breath changed, and Jiang Ziyue at the side also noticed it, but she couldn't tell what had changed.

"What a domineering declaration, what a flamboyant fighting spirit, who wrote this poem?"