As time passed slowly, more and more students came to the theater, and Chen Yuan also moved a stool and sat on the stage.

All the people who came in looked at Chen Yuan, who was sitting upright on the stage and pondering, with different expressions.

A while ago, various statements and rumors about Chen Yuan were constantly spreading in their ears, and many people were also involved in the discussion.

Seeing Chen Yuan’s behavior at this moment, some people think it is unfathomable, while others think it is really pretentious, but it is undeniable that Chen Yuan, who is sitting upright on the stage, attracted everyone’s attention.

"Is he Chen Yuan? It looks like something."

"Come on, pretending to be deep is just a show of pretending to be strong? I was curious about who Chen Yuan was. Now it seems that it is just Er."

"Don't say that, have you forgotten the various tests you had when you entered school? He crushed Ximenlie several streets, so there must be a reason for doing this."

"Yes, after all, it's someone who is facing senior Bai's level, so it's definitely not that simple. And don't you think the president looks handsome and interesting?"

...

Listening to the whispers of everyone in the audience, Chen Yuan suppressed the weirdness in his heart, a black line. Fortunately, there was no spotlight now, and others could not see his face.

In fact, Chen Yuan initially refused Ma Tengyun's style.

But not only Ma Tengyun, but others raised their hands to agree after hearing this, saying that this would increase others' expectations for Chen Yuan.

At no time, Chen Yuan had no choice but to agree.

The door of the theater slowly closed, and Feng Xiaoliu and Wu Qiong also came to the front row and sat together with Ning Xi, Ma Tengyun, Liu Xu, Ximen Lie and others.

Looking at the dense crowds of people below the audience, Chen Yuan took a deep breath.

It's about to start.

After a quick glance, the Daoguang hit Chen Yuan, and the other lights in the theater gradually dimmed, but they were not completely dark. After all, this was not a performance.

Chen Yuan raised his head and stood up with the microphone. The discussion in the venue also became less and less silent. Only then did Chen Yuan put the microphone expressionlessly beside his mouth.

"I...heep!!!"

As soon as I said a word, a harsh noise echoed throughout the audience, making people have to cover their ears.

Chen Yuan looked at Liu Xu with a black line.

Ning Xi, Wu Qiong, Feng Xiaoliu, Ma Tengyun, Ximen Lie, and the five of them also looked at Liu Xu indifferently.

Liu Xu scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Just as the laughter was about to sound again in the venue, Chen Yuan shook his head calmly, gently placed the microphone in his hand on the ground, and then a stream of spiritual power flowed down his meridians to his chest. The next moment, Chen Yuan's Xiongshu's voice suppressed the atmosphere in the venue again.

The unique Buddhist knowledge is "the roar of the lion".

"Hello everyone, I am a freshman in the Ancient Martial Arts Department, Chen Yuan."

As Chen Yuan's voice resounded throughout the audience, everyone stopped smiling and looked at the person wearing a thousand-foot-glow on the stage.

"I believe everyone knows me more or less. The reason why many people join the Yanhuang Wushu Club is also because of curiosity, but I will not explain or explain anything to you. Those things are not me, nor are you supposed to do and think about now."

Chen Yuan paused, and the light in his eyes surged, as if he had imprinted everyone's appearance in his mind.

"I founded the 'Yanhuang Wushu Club' to spread my understanding of ancient martial arts and my experiences. Nowadays, ancient martial arts are in the world.

I believe everyone knows how low the status is, but when we walk at Linjiang University, what we are interested in is ancient martial arts."

"Do you really have no idea about the situation of ancient martial arts?"

Speaking of this, Chen Yuan's voice suddenly became louder, and most of the people off the field also began to ponder.

It is true that the charm of ancient martial arts is very powerful, but it is true that the lack of martial arts and the first "plane war" hundreds of years ago have gradually cut off the inheritance of ancient martial arts. To this day, the once glorious ancient martial arts has gradually become a ditch in the eyes of others.

Anyone who practices ancient martial arts and is addicted to ancient martial arts has the dream of revitalizing ancient martial arts.

Chen Yuan's words really touched everyone's hearts.

Looking at the thoughtful people, Chen Yuan nodded slightly and spoke again.

"I believe that you who gather in the 'Yanhuang Wushu Club' are like me, unwilling to give in, not convinced, and do not want to give in. Therefore, we must make progress together and strive forward for the revitalization of ancient martial arts."

"This process may be very long, and what we can do may be just a beginning, but with the beginning, we can move forward, with the direction, we will not get lost. We will take the ancient martial arts out and tell everyone that what we are learning is not the martial arts in the ditch."

"It is the essence of the thousands of years of inheritance of China."

As Chen Yuan's words fell, Ma Tengyun immediately stood up, his eyes were excited, and his hands kept applauding.

Under his leadership, deafening applause rang out in the venue.

It was not because of the atmosphere that most people resonated with what Chen Yuan said.

What Chen Yuan's words brought them was no longer the unrealistic dream that they had put back to their hearts after thinking about it, but a foreseeable path and a very feasible method.

The road of the village reaches the sky.

The applause fell, and when Chen Yuan was about to speak again, a discordant voice suddenly appeared.

"That's right, but what qualifications do you, Chen Yuan, have as the leader?"

The voice came from the rear of the theater. Everyone looked in the voice, and Chen Yuan quickly learned the identity of the speaker from the discussion.

One of the sophomore genius students, the first disciple of the Luohan Hall in Bei Shaolin, is named Xukong and his full name is Jiangzhu.

Chen Yuan did not reply. He saw Jiang Zhu's expression and knew that the other party had something to say. Moreover, he still couldn't figure out whether the other party was looking for trouble or was really asking this question.

Sure enough, after everyone looked at him, Jiang Zhu smiled slightly, a bald head faintly reflected the dim light, and a calm and steady voice came from his mouth again.

"I asked this question not because I wanted to find trouble, but because I was really confused. You are just a freshman and have a F-level elite in your cultivation. Even though they are extremely extraordinary among everyone, they cannot be regarded as ordinary people, but the qualification to lead everyone is really not enough."

Chen Yuan listened to Jiang Zhu's words seriously. After the other party finished speaking, he smiled faintly and asked, "So why are you qualified?"

"At least, you can guide us in terms of cultivation, no, the understanding of ancient martial arts." As he said that, Jiang Zhu slowly stood up and walked slowly towards the stage. The lighting master also appropriately sent Jiang Zhu a beam that was not inferior to Chen Yuan. "But I really doubt that you are not better than us in cultivation, and we cannot know whether you have different understandings of ancient martial arts. It is really difficult and difficult to convince us."

Everyone listened to Jiang Zhu's words and thought to themselves, and had to admit that everything this person said was reasonable. Before trust could be established, the crisis had already emerged.

"Jiang Zhu is right. In terms of cultivation, Chen Yuan is not even as good as me."

"In terms of understanding ancient martial arts, can he, a freshman student, still be better than the teachers in the school?"

"In this way, this 'Yanhuang Wushu Club' is a joke, and it is not even comparable to the toes of the 'Linjiang Wushu Club'."

"Brother said so well. I'll leave when I see the fun. There's no need to waste time playing with Chen Yuan and play every family."

Listening to these unconcealed discussions, Ma Tengyun and others' expressions sank. They knew what Chen Yuan was, but they had long been labeled as "Chen Yuan" and they could not trust everyone. They said this hurdle that Chen Yuan had to go through.

Chen Yuan on the stage was calm and was expected of Jiang Zhu and others.

"So, how do you think I can prove myself?"

Hearing Chen Yuan's words, the audience became quiet again, and Jiang Zhu was slightly stunned.

He thought that Chen Yuan was just an embroidered pillow with hard outside and soft inside, but he didn't expect that at this moment, the other party would be able to get tough and ask for the request.

But it is not a big problem, and Jiangzhu is also prepared for this.

With the shining light bulb, Ezuru smiled and said, "It's very simple. Since you want to be a leader in the first year, you have to surpass a freshman student in your strength. If that's the case, then defeat me."

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly exploded.

"Wow, Jiang Zhu is going to pull Chen Yuan down!"

"Chen Yuan is only an elite F-level elite, Jiangzhu is the top E-level. It is said that he will soon be able to break through that hurdle and enter the ranks of D-level."

"Chen Yuan can't hold on to the first part of the Northern Shaolin Luohan Hall this time. I heard that although Jiang Zhu is a little lacking in attack, he realized the legendary "Arhat Demon-Subduing Magical Art" on the 18 mud dolls in Shaolin Temple. Even the senior white-level class can't break his defense!"

"Bad! That's something that others talk nonsense. He and senior Baijie never fought, but that defense is really unsolvable."

...

"defeat?"

Chen Yuan's eyes condensed and his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Not bad." Jiang Zhu, who walked downstairs, jumped onto the stage and looked at Chen Yuan, "As long as you can break through my defense, I will be convinced by you, Chen Yuan, and follow your horse!"

As he said that, Jiang Zhu faced everyone in the audience again, his eyebrows and eyes were full of pride, and said, "But as long as you can't break it, the position of president of the 'Yanhuang Wushu Society' is better to change it to me."

Hearing this, the audience was silent for a while, and then a deafening echo broke out.

Compared to Chen Yuan, a freshman, they do believe that Jiangzhu has more famous reputations.

"How is it?" Jiang Zhu turned his head and said with a smile, "If you are afraid, just resign and give me this position. I will continue for you in this ideal."

Liu Xu and others watched this scene, clenched their fists tightly. They all knew more or less the power of Jiangzhu's defense, and they were a little worried for Chen Yuan.

And Chen Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhu for a while, and smiled brilliantly.
Chapter completed!