"Have you really thought it through? Are you going to make enemies of righteous monks all over the world for the sake of a few devils who met by chance? Are you going to drag your family and sect into an inhumane situation?"
"Do you really think it's worth it?"
Duan Wenbin sneered: "I and the Seven Sons of Xiaoyao have known each other as early as the Luming Feast. We know their character and conduct clearly, and we sincerely regard them as friends. Why not sacrifice your life for a friend?"
Duan Wenbin's voice paused, and he turned to look at Longteng's teachers and students in front of Honghuang Pagoda.
Seeing them alive and well, his eyes lit up with joy and relief.
When he turned his head to face Jing Tianyi again, his eyes flickered with even more determination.
"I, Duan Wenbin, have been studying in Longteng since I was a weak crown. Over the years, I have been taught and cultivated by Longteng's instructors so that I can achieve what I am today."
"But you sanctimonious hypocrites, just to get Honghuang Pagoda, actually slaughtered so many mentor students of my Longteng, and destroyed my thousand-year-old foundation of Longteng."
"Today, everyone in my Qilin team gathered here to seek justice for Long Teng. Even if he dies here, what's the point?"
Zhu Chongliang also said loudly: "Teacher for one day, father for life, you killed my mentor Longteng and ruined my place to study. If we can't stand up and seek justice for the academy, what qualifications do we have to be children!"
Qu Yuanlei's voice was booming, but it reached everyone's ears very clearly: "Whoever is an enemy of Long Teng is an enemy of our Qilin team. If you want to kill another Long Teng, then step over the corpse of our Qilin team!"
This sonorous and forceful answer made Kong Yuanjiu and Zhou Daoyi stunned.
The academy was in catastrophe, and students with family backgrounds fled long before the fighting started.
They thought that they were abandoned by those students.
But it turned out that this is not the case!
These students have never forgotten that they are members of Longteng.
In order to seek justice for Long Teng, these students were even willing to sever ties with their huge family.
They say, a teacher for a day is a father for life.
They said, if you want to kill another Long Teng, just step over the corpse of our Qilin team!
Zhou Daoyi forced himself to endure, but still couldn't help but burst into tears.
He pressed Duan Wenbin's shoulder and said: "Good boy... I... I..."
In the end, he broke down in tears and couldn't continue talking.
Inside and outside Honghuang Pagoda, many teachers and students of Longteng cried.
It is moving, and it is also a catharsis of grievances and fears during this period of time.
Their academy was destroyed.
They were expelled from the familiar Idol City.
They watched their mentors and classmates die before their eyes, but they could do nothing.
These days, they always thought that Long Teng was finished, and so were they.
But it turned out not to be.
Long Teng was never finished.
Their college buildings can be destroyed, and their mentor students can be killed.
However, as long as there are people like them alive for a day.
Soaring Dragon will never disappear.
"No matter who is in power, as long as the soul of the dragon is still there, the academy will be passed on from generation to generation. This is the original intention of the emperor to establish the dragon."
Kong Yuanjiu's mind suddenly remembered what the six-star pagoda Qi Ling had said to him a hundred years ago when Longteng's powers overlapped.
At that time he was at a loss, but now he was enlightened, his eyes were red, and he couldn't help showing a relieved smile.