Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

"I can't accept it. Why, why can he have everything he wants?"

"And for me, even if it's just one Qi and Blood Pill, I have to earn it myself."

Reincarnation is really a technical job.

After walking away, Jiang Yunfei silently unclenched his fists and let out a long sigh.

With a determined light in his eyes, he took out his cell phone, opened the address book, and locked a few phone numbers.

……

Soon, we arrived at the principal's meeting room.

When Ning Feng walked into the conference room, several gazes turned towards him.

Chuan Hu is here, and there are five principals.

Ning Feng also saw Ning Zhan's figure nearby.

The person who caught Ning Feng's attention the most was a handsome man next to Ning Zhan.

The middle-aged man had a handsome appearance, with sharp features on his face, and a few strands of silver hair flickering slightly in the sun. Sitting next to Ning Zhan, his aura and temperament were not inferior to his.

But the first thing Ning Feng saw when he saw the man was that he looked exactly like Jiang Nianchu.

There is also the younger brother who died in Jiang Nianchu's arms not long ago.

The father and his two sons share the same face.

With a guess in mind, Ning Feng smiled and walked to Ning Zhan, bowing slightly, "Father,"

"senior,"

"Dear principals and seniors!"

Everyone nodded slightly in response.

The moment he saw Ning Feng, Ning Zhan's serious expression suddenly showed a hint of fondness, and he said with a smile, "Xiao Feng, I came here today just to sit in and tell you something."

"You guys talk first, ignore us two."

Now, the business of Wuhan University is

Ning Zhan has handed over everything to Ning Feng.

"it is good…"

Ning Feng took a look at the scene and walked to the first seat next to Chuan Hu and sat down.

Ning Feng said calmly without any unnecessary words: "Principals, I won't say any more. You can give me the candidates for the competition. I will take a look at them. If there are no problems, I can confirm them directly."

"Then, seniors, please tell us how to distribute the ancient texts of enlightenment that we have fought for."

Ning Feng didn't intend to waste time on such matters, not because he didn't take them seriously.

Because there are only so many students to choose from, it is basically predictable.

"Southeast Military Academy, Duan Wuquan...there's only one of them." The principal from the military department spoke first and recommended only one candidate, Duan Wuquan.

"Tianshi Wuda Huo Zhichao, Cao Honghao!"

"Longjiang Wuda Tu Honghao!"

Several old principals signed up for the position.

But except for Southeast Wuhan University, the four martial arts schools have very limited candidates, and it is basically just a formality.

The worst one is Nanwu University, which has nothing to show for itself.

In the end, the candidates’ rankings were basically the same as in the previous assessments.

Except for Nanwu University, the other three schools also had people participating in the competition, including two people from Tianshi Wuda University.

"What do the principals want to say about the distribution of ancient Chinese literature this time?" Ning Feng asked.

"Master Ning, I think it would be fairer to just decide based on the number of participants and actual combat results."

The first person to speak was the president of Tianshi Wuhan University.

The suggestion was in their favor that both of them should go to war.

On the side, the president of Nanwu University became anxious when he heard this. If no one from Nanwu University joined the battle, wouldn’t that mean the end of the war?

But before he could say anything, the principal of the military academy said coldly: "I don't think it's appropriate. The number of ancient texts for enlightenment is limited. Only the top few can get a few more."

"If this is the distribution, how much can we get, excluding Southeast Wuda?"

The presidents of Longjiang Wuhan University and Nanwu University nodded repeatedly.

The president of Tianshi Wuda University stroked his beard and said with a smile: "You have no ability, who can you blame? In the martial arts world, the strong are respected."

The principal of the military academy sneered and said, "If that's what you mean, Southeastern Martial Arts University is strong enough, right? The Ning family is strong enough, right? Just give them everything."

"What are you arguing about? Why are you making us go all this way?"

The president of Nanwu University quickly responded, "That's right."

The president of Tianshi Wuda University glanced at him and said sarcastically, "What's right? You don't work hard at Nanwu University, but you still want to eat? There is no such thing as a good thing."

The president of Nanwu University was unhappy when he heard this. "Nonsense! Aren't ordinary students also students? Should they be abandoned? Shouldn't they get any resources?"