Chapter 352 Why is he here?
There is a cemetery in the southeast corner of Yiwu, Sichuan Province. For ordinary schools, there is definitely no such thing as a cemetery.
However, Sichuan Province Yiwu is not an ordinary school, it is a martial arts university, a place to train and educate martial artists.
At this moment, it was already the second day since the Self-Strengthening Society’s attack.
Yesterday, under the leadership of Zhao Zongyang, teachers and students of Sichuan Province Yiwu guarded the spoils in the school.
Not only were the spoils of war intact, but the entire army of Emperor Wuzong, which was led by the Ziqiang Society, was also annihilated.
There are exactly 100 warriors above the level of Martial Sect, including two super strong warriors who are half a step into the realm of Martial King.
Killing so many enemies was undoubtedly a great victory. Wang Tianyu and his men showed the bloodiness of Sichuan Province's martial arts and dealt a heavy blow to the arrogance of the Self-Strengthening Society.
The results of the war were fruitful, but Sichuan Province Yiwu also paid a huge price .
65 high-ranking martial masters went into battle, but in the end only 19 survived, with a death rate of 70%.
The final resting place of these martial emperors who died in battle is the cemetery in this corner.
"Salute, and pay tribute to the heroic souls who died in battle!"
The person who spoke was Zhao Zongyang, who was standing at the front of the crowd seeing them off.
“Bang!”
A solemn salute was heard, and the crowd who were seeing them off paid due respect to the heroic souls who died in battle.
Not many people came to see him off. Apart from the relatives of the deceased, there were only Sichuan Province Yiwu's teachers.
Wang Tianyu was also among the crowd seeing him off. However, due to his status as a student, he was not qualified to attend the farewell ceremony.
However, he is a participant in this war, and he comes here as a comrade-in-arms.
After the ceremony, Zhao Zongyang turned his gaze towards the location of the relatives of the dead.
Standing at the front of the farewell procession were the immediate family members of those who died in the war.
"Everyone, it was me, Zhao Zongyang, who caused you to lose your son, husband, and father..."
Without saying anything polite like "he died a worthy death" or "he was wrapped in his horse's hide", Zhao Zongyang directly took all the responsibility.
"Principal Zhao, I don't blame you for my son's death. Every wrong has its perpetrator, and the Self-Strengthening Society is the real murderer."
The person who spoke was an old man with gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face.
Although he is very old, the old man's back is very straight.
"Mr. Xu, I..."
Before Zhao Zongyang could say anything, another person next to him spoke.
"You are Dad's leader, right? Mom said Dad went to a faraway place to fight the bad guys, and he won't come back until he's done. But I miss Dad so much, can you give my Dad a vacation?"
The speaker was a little girl who was only three or four years old. She did not yet know the cruel truth that her father was dead.
" There are a lot of bad guys, and Daddy can't leave for the time being. Only if we beat them all away, the bad guys won't have the chance to bully cute kids like you."
While speaking, Zhao Zongyang picked up the little girl who was still ignorant.
"No wonder mom said dad was a hero, it turns out he went to protect other children."
"Yes, Dad is a hero, a real hero."
Putting away his serious expression, Zhao Zongyang gave the little girl a bright smile.
Except for this old man and this young boy, the families of the rest of the deceased did not say a word. 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, make two promises to you here."
After putting the little girl back on the ground, Zhao Zongyang's expression became serious again.
"First, on behalf of Chuan Sheng Yi Wu, I promise you that we will treat the families of the fallen heroes well. The families of all heroes will be supported by Chuan Sheng Yi Wu."
"For the younger generation of heroic souls who are interested in practicing martial arts, our Sichuan Province Martial Arts Association will specially recruit them to the school and provide them with the resources for practice."
"If the younger generations of the Heroic Souls no longer want to practice martial arts, then Sichuan Province's First Martial Arts Association will find the best cultural school for you."
After hearing what Zhao Zongyang said, many relatives of the dead came forward to express their gratitude.
Just as Zhao Zongyang said, the dead are gone, and the living remain.
Although those martial emperors died in battle, their loved ones still need to continue to live on with strength.
The guarantee made by Zhao Zongyang was to provide the living with better living conditions.
In addition to supporting the relatives of the dead in battle, Zhao Zongyang focused on paving a way for the descendants of the dead.
If the descendants of those who died in battle are interested in practicing martial arts, a martial arts association in Sichuan Province will specially recruit them and provide them with a large amount of training resources.
If he has no intention of practicing martial arts, Sichuan Province Yiwu will also find the best cultural school for him.
This behavior is definitely considered "opening a back door", but this back door must be opened.
Because Zhao Zongyang will not let the heroic souls who died in battle bleed and shed tears.
"Secondly, I, Zhao Zongyang, swear here that I will fight the Ziqiang Society to the death for the rest of my life."
"I will do my best to kill the warriors of the Self-Strengthening Society. I will use all the 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 the guarantee he made.
"Principal Zhao, I can support myself, and my Xu family can still afford to eat. Therefore, I value 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 heads of those bastards of the Self-Strengthening Society to commemorate my son's soul."
The one who spoke was the old man who spoke first. He was full of murderous intent when he spoke. It was obvious that this old man was not an ordinary person when he was young.
"Yes, Principal Zhao, you must kill more."
"Kill, kill them all."
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At this moment, many of the deceased's family members had murderous intent on their faces. Having lost their loved ones, apart from considering their own future lives, revenge was also something they valued.
Although the attacking Wu Zong of the Ziqiang Society was dead, the Ziqiang Society as an organization still exists.
Wang Tianyu was in a very heavy mood at the moment. He was extremely disgusted with the Ziqiang Society.
So many Wuzong did not die at the hands of foreign enemies, but all died at the hands of "their own people" among mankind.
The behavior and stance of these “insiders” who help foreign enemies are even more hateful than the foreign enemies themselves.
"call.……"
At this moment, Wang Tianyu suddenly heard a slight sound of breaking wind.
Sensing something unusual, Wang Tianyu quickly looked up.
"Why is he here?"
Looking at the figure flying towards him from a distance, Wang Tianyu felt a wave of disbelief in his heart.
Wang Tianyu was not the only one who discovered the abnormality. Many martial masters present saw this "uninvited guest" who suddenly arrived.
"Why is he here?"
Many people on the field knew this "uninvited guest", and they were all surprised to see him coming.
