You were asked to repeat your senior year of high school, and you took advantage of the opportunity

Chapter 573 I've won the title of 'Eagle Breeding Vanguard'. Even Jesus can't stop me.
Jiang Chen's eyes almost popped out.

His face was full of astonishment.

He propped himself up on the bed with both hands, his voice even trembling a little, "The remains of the martyrs? The remains of the martyrs who fought in the founding war several decades ago?"

Cheng Yuehua nodded heavily.

Yang Sanshui and Fang Yihang also stopped smiling at this time.

He looked at Jiang Chen with a serious face.

huh~~~
Jiang Chen exhaled a breath of foul air.

The tense face finally relaxed a little.

He sat up silently and put his clothes back on in no time.

Just about to leave.

Suddenly he turned around and looked at a few people, and asked seriously, "This kind of thing is not a joke. Is it true?"

"Really." Cheng Yuehua said concisely.

But he had just uttered these two words.

Jiang Chen rushed out of the dormitory like a madman and headed towards the stairs.

fast.

Just like a cheetah hunting.

It was not until they heard the sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor that the three older children reacted.

They looked at the trousers left on the bed.

Looking at each other.

"Just now, Xiaochengzi ran out with bare legs, right?" Fang Yihang murmured.

Yang Sanshui opened his mouth and said, "Okay, it seems so."

"Fuck!" Cheng Yuehua quickly grabbed the pants, "How could this bastard run out without even wearing pants? If he is caught by the patrol, he will spend the night in the detention room."

"Why don't you chase him quickly?"

"It's already this time and you're still complaining?"

Yang Sanshui and Fang Yihang came to the same conclusion.

Then the three men grabbed their pants and rushed out like three whirlwinds.

But when they rushed downstairs to the dormitory.

Looking at the group of people who had already surrounded me in three layers inside and three layers outside.

And there were two pickets in the crowd.

They knew that they were still a step too late.

Flight briefing room.

Liang Zhenghong looked at several people coming in with flight helmets.

He nodded slightly, "The training effect in the afternoon is much better than that in the morning. If you continue to maintain this good state, I don't know if you can win the championship, but it won't be a problem to maintain the top three."

Wu Zhigao casually threw the flight helmet aside.

He muttered quietly, "If we can't win the championship, there's no point in being in the top three."

Liang Zhenghong immediately glared at him fiercely.

Wu Zhigao was so scared that he shrank his neck.

I don’t dare to compare nonsense anymore.

However, Liang Zhenghong didn't say much.

He knew that the team's morale had hit rock bottom.

It's no use scolding him anymore.

It can even have the opposite effect.

Of course he knew that the morale of the 'team' was low, and he also knew the reason for the low morale.

on the one hand.

All participating teams have gathered in Jiangcheng, and they have already witnessed how powerful those strong teams are.

To be fair.

I'm really no match for him.

on the other hand.

Now the whole school looks down on them and thinks they are no match for the others.

So unless the cheating man shows up in time.

Otherwise, let alone winning the championship, the hope of maintaining a top three position is slim.

Looked down upon by everyone.

Or exciting.

A slap in everyone's face.

Or just give up completely and do as everyone wishes.

Except for Zhang Yong, the rest of the team obviously chose the latter.

But these are not the most crucial reasons.

The most important reason is that this year's championship reward is too "generous".

The reward is so generous that it makes people question their lives. The winning team can actually escort the first batch of martyrs' remains returning home, and other students from the winning team's school can also select ten people to go abroad to become honor guards to escort or even hold the remains of the martyrs.

What honor is this?
This is an honor that allows one to have a separate family tree and burn the first incense at the ancestral temple.

This is a supreme honor that will go down in history.

This is an honor that people are willing to fight for even at the cost of their lives.

Now he had to watch helplessly as others stepped over him to claim this supreme honor.

It would be strange if their morale was high.

So compared to winning the championship.

The first three are nothing!
"Okay, okay, let's summarize the afternoon's training first, then eat and go to the indoor training room to start the simulated training class."

"There's something I'm tired of saying, and I guess you're tired of hearing it, too."

"But I'll say it one last time today."

"That is, no matter how powerful our opponents are, we must fully demonstrate our strength."

“When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.”

"Even if I can't win, I'm going to make those guys break a few teeth."

"This is our home court. They can win the championship by stepping on us, but even if they win, we will splash their blood all over them!"

These words did have a certain effect in boosting morale.

So the members of the 'Team' were slightly cheered up.

Zhang Yong clapped his hands, looked at everyone and said, "Old Liang is right. Even if we lose, we will splatter their blood."

Bang!
He had just finished speaking.

The door to the flight briefing room was flung open.

Then a voice came into the room. "The game hasn't even started yet, and you think you're going to lose? Lose your balls. I'm sure I'll be the champion of this year's Eagle Cultivation. Even Jesus can't stop me."

Everyone turned around.

next second.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

Because it's right at the door of the duty room.

There stood a man with a slightly immature face but a strong expression.

Correct.

He is no longer a boy.

But a man.

Behind this 'man', two pickets were bent over, breathing heavily.

"Jiang Chen?" Liang Zhenghong was the first to react. "When did you come back?"

"It's not important." Jiang Chen calmed down a little.

Then he swept his eyes over the still dazed faces of the team members one by one, "I don't care what you think, but I came back this time to win the championship. If you don't have confidence, it's not too late to quit now."

"I don't have much time today. I'm going to stay in the detention room for the night."

"Tomorrow morning, I will be here on time at seven o'clock."

"I hope you can get there before seven, too."

"My requirements for you are not high. Just gather enough participants for me, and I will take care of the rest."

"I still say that I will definitely win the title of this year's 'Eagle Breeding'. Even Jesus can't stop me. But if anyone holds me back, I will fight him to the death."

Done.

He took another breath.

Then he turned around.

He looked at the two pickets and said, "Squad leader, I'm done. Let's go to the detention room."

The two patrol officers then stood up, holding their waists.

He pushed Jiang Chen away.

In the duty room.

Only then did everyone react.

"That person just now, was it Jiang Chen?"

"What did he just say? He said that he would fight anyone who held him back?"

“Are all the post-95s so crazy now?”

"Damn, Jiang Chen is back, do we have a chance to win the championship again?"
Wu Zhigao licked his lips and asked in confusion, "He should have just returned to school today. What evil things did he do? Why did he have to go to solitary confinement again?"

The others turned to look at him.

Doubtful.

Dude.

You've got your focus on the wrong thing!

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ps: During the Korean military exercise, fighter jets accidentally fired air-to-ground missiles into civilian areas. The world is indeed a large makeshift team.

(End of this chapter)