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After killing the two half-step martial kings, Zhao Zongyang would not care about dealing with the injuries on his body, so he swung his sword again.

The sword light cut through the void, and then directly stabbed to death an eighth-rank Wuzong in the distance.

With the death of this eighth-rank Wuzong, all the Wuzong of the Self-improvement Association died here.

So far, the 100 people who attacked the Self-improvement Association were completely annihilated, and none of them left Sichuan Province Yiwu alive.

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Chapter 352 Why is he here?

The southeast corner of Yiwu in Sichuan Province is a cemetery. For ordinary schools, such a thing as a cemetery certainly does not exist.

However, Sichuan Yiwu is not an ordinary school, it is a Wuda, a place to train and educate warriors.

At this moment, it is already the second day of the self-improvement meeting.

Yesterday, under the leadership of Zhao Zongyang, the teachers and students of Sichuan Yiwu guarded the spoils in the school.

Not only did the loot remain unscathed, but Wu Zong, who was attacked by the Self-improvement Association, was completely annihilated.

A total of 100 martial artists above Wuzong, among them there are two super strong men who are half-step Wuwangjing.

Having killed so many enemies, there is no doubt that this is a great victory. Wang Tianyu and the others showed the bloody spirit of Yiwu in Sichuan Province, and also dealt a severe blow to the arrogance of the Self-improvement Association.

The results of the battle were very fruitful, but Sichuan Province Yiwu also paid a huge price for this.

65 high-ranking Wu Zong fought, only 19 survived in the end, and the death rate was as high as [-]%.

These Wu Zong who died in battle, their final destination is the cemetery in this corner.

"Salute, pay homage to the heroic souls who died in battle!"

It was Zhao Zongyang who spoke, and he stood at the forefront of the seeing-off crowd.

"Snapped!"

The solemn and solemn salute sounded, and the crowd who saw them off paid due respect to these heroic souls who died in battle.

There were not many people who came to see him off, except for the relatives of the deceased, only the teachers of Yiwu in Sichuan Province.

Wang Tianyu was also among the people who saw him off. Originally, as his student, he was not eligible to participate in this farewell ceremony.

However, he is a participant in this war, and he came here as a comrade-in-arms at this moment.

After the ceremony, Zhao Zongyang looked at the position of the relatives of the war dead.

At the front of the send-off team, standing are the immediate relatives of the war dead.

"Everyone, I, Zhao Zongyang, caused you to lose your son, husband, father..."

Zhao Zongyang didn't say anything about the scene of a worthy death and the shroud of horse leather, and Zhao Zongyang directly took all the responsibilities.

"Principal Zhao, you are not to blame for my son's death. There is a wrong and a debtor, and the Self-improvement Association is the real murderer."

The person who spoke was an old man with gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face.

Although he was very old, the old man's back was quite straight.

"Old Xu, I..."

Before Zhao Zongyang could say anything, another person beside him spoke.

"You are daddy's leader, right? Mom said daddy went to a faraway place to fight bad guys, and he can only come back after he finishes beating bad guys. But I really miss daddy, can you give my daddy a vacation?"

The one who spoke was a little girl who was only three or four years old. She still didn't know the cruel truth that her father had died.

"There are a lot of bad guys, and Dad can't leave for the time being. Only by beating them all away, the bad guys won't have the opportunity to bully the cute kids like you."

While speaking, Zhao Zongyang picked up this naive little girl.

"No wonder Mom said Dad is a hero, so he went to protect other children."

"Yes, Dad is a hero, a real hero."

Putting away his somewhat serious expression, Zhao Zongyang revealed a bright smile to the little girl.

Except for the old and the young, the family members of the other deceased did not make a sound, they just looked sadly at the row of new tombstones in front of them.

"Everyone, the dead are gone, and the living are like this. I, Zhao Zongyang, hereby make two guarantees to you."

Putting the little girl back on the ground, Zhao Zongyang's expression became serious again.

"First, on behalf of Yiwu of Sichuan Province, I want to assure you that we will treat the families of heroic souls who died in battle kindly. All the families of heroic souls will be taken care of by Yiwu of Sichuan Province."

"Heroic souls are the juniors who are interested in martial arts cultivation. Our Sichuan Provincial First Martial Arts Association specially recruits them into the school and provides resources for their cultivation."

"If the descendants of heroic souls don't want to practice martial arts anymore, then Sichuan Provincial First Martial Arts will find the best cultural science school for you."

Hearing Zhao Zongyang's words, many relatives of the war dead came forward to express their gratitude.

As Zhao Zongyang said, the dead are gone, so are the living.

Although those Wu Zong died in battle, their relatives still need to continue to live strong.

The promise Zhao Zongyang made was to give the living a better living condition.

In addition to supporting the relatives of the war dead, Zhao Zongyang focused on paving the way for the descendants of the dead.

If the descendants of the war dead are interested in martial arts practice, the Sichuan Provincial First Martial Arts Association will specially recruit them to enroll, and will also provide a lot of training resources.

If he has no idea to practice martial arts, then Sichuan Province Yiwu will also find the best cultural school for him.

This kind of behavior must be regarded as "opening the back door", but this back door must be opened.

Because, Zhao Zongyang will not let the heroic soul who died in battle shed blood and tears.

"Secondly, I, Zhao Zongyang, swear here that I will never end my life with self-improvement."

"I will do my best to kill the warriors of the Self-improvement Association, and I will use all means to destroy this organization."

When he said this, Zhao Zongyang had a murderous look on his face.

With Zhao Zongyang's current status and strength, no one would doubt his guarantee.

"Principal Zhao, my old man can support himself, and my Xu family can also afford a meal. Therefore, my old man values ​​your second guarantee more."

"Principal Zhao, I don't have the ability to kill the enemy, so please help me kill a few more, and use the scumbag heads of the Self-improvement Society to pay homage to the soul of my son."

It was the old man who spoke first. He was full of killing intent when he spoke. Obviously, this old man was not an ordinary person when he was young.

"Yes, Principal Zhao, you must kill a few more."

"Kill, kill them all."

……

At this moment, many family members of the deceased have murderous intent on their faces. Apart from thinking about their own future life, those who have lost their loved ones also value revenge.

Although Wu Zong of the Self-Strengthening Association who attacked was dead, the organization of the Self-Strengthening Association still exists.

Wang Tianyu's heart is also very heavy at the moment, he now hates the self-improvement association to the extreme.

So many Wu Zong did not die in the hands of foreign enemies, but all died in the hands of human "own people".

The behavior and position of these "insiders" who help foreign enemies are more hateful than foreign enemies.

"call.……"

At this moment, Wang Tianyu suddenly heard a slight sound of breaking wind.

Feeling abnormal, Wang Tianyu quickly looked up.

"Why is he here?"

Looking at the figure flying in the distance, Wang Tianyu felt bursts of disbelief in his heart.

Wang Tianyu was far from the only one who discovered the anomaly. Many Wu Zong present saw this "uninvited guest" who arrived suddenly.

"Why is he here?"

Many people on the field knew this "uninvited guest", and they were also surprised when they saw this person's arrival.

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Chapter 353 The Fourth Famous School

This unexpected visitor, he didn't fly directly to the cemetery, but landed a hundred meters away.

"Isn't this Lord Sword King? Am I not mistaken?"

"That's right, it must be Master Dao Wang. I have seen him in the distance before, and this feeling can't be wrong."

"Isn't Lord Swordsman stationed in Pioneer City No. 1? How did he come here?"

There were a few whispered conversations around, they were discussing the identity of this sudden arrival.

Wang Tianyu did not join their discussion because he knew the person who came.

The result of the discussion among the people around him was correct. The man who came suddenly was none other than one of the twelve great councilors of human beings, the martial artist "Sword King" of the Martial King Realm.

Wang Tianyu had been in close contact with the sword king before, so he could tell the identity of the person at a glance.

The King of Swords did not move extra, he just slowly approached the graveyard step by step.

"Whose head is this?"

The King of Swords did not come empty-handed, he held a male head in his right hand.

The head looked as if it had just been chopped off, because the skin on his face hadn't lost its color yet.

The face of the head was not damaged, and there was not even a single scar on its face.

Taking a closer look, Wang Tianyu didn't know who the owner of the head was.

However, although he didn't know who the owner of the head was, he saw another thing, that is, the owner of the head was very strong.

Even if the body is dead, even if there is only one head left, the oppressive force it emits is still very terrifying.

It was an oppressive force that far surpassed that of the Ninth Rank Wuzong. Wang Tianyu even felt that Zhao Zongyang did not have such a strong oppressive force.

If Zhao Zongyang is used as a reference, then one can deduce how strong the head owner is.

Wang Tianyu is not very clear about those things above the ninth rank Wuzong, but he can be sure that the owner of this head is stronger than Zhao Zongyang.

It is such a powerful warrior, but there is only one head left.

In fact, not only Wang Tianyu had this question, everyone standing here was almost curious about the identity of the owner of the head.

The sword king walked forward step by step, he didn't speak, and the rest of the people around him also kept quiet.

Even those family members of the deceased who did not know the sword king, they also kept quiet.

The reason for this is very simple. Although the sword king doesn't have any momentum, the head in his hand is too deterrent.

Although the sword king has already blocked the oppressive force emanating from the head, such a living head will still attract everyone's attention.

Going all the way, the sword king finally stopped beside Zhao Zongyang.

"Senior Sword King!"

The face of this knife king looks very young. Looking at his appearance alone, he looks even younger than Zhao Zongyang.

However, Zhao Zongyang knew the actual age of this senior sword king, who was several rounds older than him.

However, in martial arts cultivation, those who have mastered it first, even if the sword king is younger, he can still be called a senior.

"Ah."

Dao Wang hummed first, and then said something softly.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

"It's my job, but I'm sorry for these colleagues who died in battle..."

Zhao Zongyang did not take credit for himself, but looked at the dozens of new graves in front of him with a serious expression.

The sword king didn't respond, he just took two steps forward.

"You are the heroes of Yiwu in Sichuan Province, and the heroes of the entire mankind."

While speaking, the sword king bowed to these new graves.

Everyone was not too surprised by the sword king's action.