214: Chapter 214 When the youth are strong, the East is strong!

Amidst the mixed chatter, music began to play.

Principal Wang Dong walked onto the central podium with a perfectly measured smile and began his speech.

"Respected Bishop, respected General Song, General Lei, as well as representatives and dignitaries from all sides!"

"Dear friends, students!"

"Today is a day worth remembering."

"Our school's student, Tang Long, successfully passed the trial of the Gate of Heavens Legacy on Christmas Eve and obtained a rare Wuque Method inheritance!"

"This feat of his has received acknowledgment from the Imperial Academy, the Songcheng Sect, and the Song City Military Department..."

Principal Wang Dong's speech was full of emotion; he didn't look like a middle-aged man in his forties, but rather like a passionate youth.

When speaking of moving parts, tears glistened in his eyes.

When speaking passionately, his voice soared to the dome.

It sparked bursts of enthusiastic applause from time to time, quickly rousing the atmosphere of the venue.

"Next! We invite today's protagonist, the current President of the White Clothes Society, Mr. Ye Qingzhou!"

"And our school's rising star, Mr. Tang Long!"

Amidst enthusiastic applause, Ye Qingzhou stood up from below the stage, first raised his hand to signal to all sides, then walked quickly onto the stage.

At this moment, amidst even more magnificent music, the venue doors opened again, and Tang Long walked in, wearing a very magnificent military dress uniform.

The applause rose by dozens of decibels, and even High Priest Shang Yuleng and the two generals, who held the most prestigious status on stage, stood up to applaud him.

After getting on stage, Tang Long and Ye Qingzhou first paid tribute to the VIP section, then paid tribute to all sides below the stage.

Then Ye Qingzhou spoke first. He smiled and looked around, then directly mocked himself.

"I suppose everyone has heard that Tang Long previously called me a coward and a wimp. But now, I am handing over the position of President of the White Clothes Society to him, which is a bit awkward."

There was a burst of laughter from on and off the stage, and Ye Qingzhou laughed along for a while.

Then he pressed his hands down and continued: "The label of 'wimp' doesn't sound good."

"But as the President of the White Clothes Society, my primary consideration is to protect my members."

"If our strength is inferior, we can't win, so choosing to avoid battle—I don't think there is anything wrong with that. I accept being scolded for it."

"But I, Ye Qingzhou, am not willing to let the people of Sangyu run rampant!"

"Tang Long, this guy who once scolded me, is the one who showed me the possibility of victory!"

"So today, I am willing to relinquish the position of President of the White Clothes Society, allowing someone with more ability to step up, allowing someone with more hope to step up!"

"Therefore, I hereby announce that I, Ye Qingzhou, will immediately resign from the position of President of the White Clothes Society! And as elected by all members, Tang Long will take over!"

"Next, we invite Tang Long to speak!"

Enthusiastic applause rang out again, lasting for a long time, and many people cheered for Ye Qingzhou.

"President Ye is truly open-minded! Being willing to bear the infamy and being able to retreat at the peak—this is not something an ordinary person can do."

"Nobility is nobility; that is the bearing of royal blood. This point is very similar to the Six Marshals."

"I hope Tang Long can live up to his painstaking efforts."

"I don't really understand. Even if Tang Long got the Wuque Method inheritance, isn't he just a first-year student? How is his meager strength the hope for victory?"

"I also don't understand why we can beat the Sangyu people just by switching to Tang Long. Can he be stronger than President Ye?"

"Sigh, so many institutions are promoting him; perhaps President Ye was also under pressure?"

"President Tang is from the wilderness just like us. Let's see who dares to look down on us in the future!"

Amidst the noise, Tang Long walked to the podium, first shook hands with Ye Qingzhou, then took the speech draft handed over by Miao Manman.

"Hello everyone, I am Tang Long."

"First, I would like to thank the several lords from The Sect and the military for their..."

Reading up to here, Tang Long suddenly stopped.

Miao Manman thought he didn't recognize the characters, so she hurriedly reminded him from behind, "Presence."

Tang Long squinted his eyes, then smiled—a very unbridled smile that left people feeling puzzled.

And then, he actually said loudly: "The whole thing is full of hypocritical rhetoric. Isn't this fucking bullshit?"

"I am able to stand here because of my own effort and sweat, because I gritted my teeth and risked my life time and time again!"

"Why should I thank them? Just because they are high-ranking officials with power?"

The entire venue quickly became quiet. Everyone was stunned, feeling...

Has Tang Long gone crazy?

Today is his big day. Is he trying to sabotage his own event?

"Everyone must think I've gone crazy."

"This is clearly a happy occasion, and it's a celebration for me. Why would I say these things? Wouldn't it be better to keep things harmonious?"

"I want to say that I didn't become the President of the White Clothes Society to be harmonious! And my personal gains and losses are not worth celebrating!"

"Some of you here should know that I am involved in running the Jinyue Martial Arts Hall, and have already started teaching the Wuque Method to martial artists from all walks of life!"

"Some people think I am doing it for money, but I tell you, by doing this, the first ones I offend are the Imperial Academy, The Sect, and the military!"

"It was agreed beforehand that this Wuque Method would be shared among the four parties. Would they be willing to see the technique spread everywhere?"

"And those holders of the Wuque Method in Song City—they became Spirit Map powerhouses by relying on the Wuque Method and possess human-level greatness. Are they willing to see this monopoly broken?"

"Now do you still think I only offend these people in power for a bit of money?"

The venue was deathly silent.

High Priest Shang Yuleng sighed inwardly, and the two generals also put away their smiles, their expressions grave.

It's one thing to rake in some money secretly; after all, you are considered a person of status. But you have to put it on the table and spout such nonsense—who are you trying to squeeze?

Principal Wang, standing nearby, was trembling, feeling as if he had already been dragged to the guillotine by Tang Long.

And many people below the stage didn't even dare to breathe, as if afraid of touching some taboo.

Tang Long scanned the crowd again, then laughed out loud again.

"From your expressions, I see two words."

"Cowardice!"

"Clearly, many people also want to learn the Wuque Method, and at this moment want to loudly agree and laugh, but you fear the powerful, so you dare not laugh!"

"And this is precisely the reason why I am angry right now!"

"What was the original intention of establishing the Martial Arts Specialized School? It was to spread martial arts knowledge and train the reserve forces for national defense!"

"But what about now? What kind of bullshit is being taught in school? It's just the most superficial and low-class Breathing Method and Guidance Technique!"

"For three years, students waste their best years guarding this low-class stuff!"

"After graduation, you are still just weaned babies! You can't even walk without someone supporting you. What do you have to defend the country!"

"And those top-tier techniques are clutched in the arms of a group of stubborn old men, so you can't even see them!"

"What was the original intention of founding the White Clothing Society!"

"It was to select the best among the youth, to forge ahead, to strive for excellence, and thereby become the essence of this country, or even the backbone!"

"But what about now! The White Clothing Society has become synonymous with certain privileges, a stepping stone for some people to gild themselves, failing to fulfill its most important mission!"

"The current members of the White Clothing Society have even lost the sharpness to not fear power. What do you have to face strong enemies!"

"Do you still have the nerve to call yourselves followers of Ye Baiqiao?"

"In today's Dongyu, the five cities are internally divided and fighting, and there are vicious neighbors like Haixing, Chilin, and Nanhe eyeing us covetously, and even behemoths like Yuanwu and Lanhai are waiting to swallow us in one bite at any moment!"

"This country has reached its most dangerous moment. What have you done for the country! And what can you do for the country!"

"I, Tang Long, am an insignificant student, but I am willing to work with you all from this moment on!"

"If the youth are strong, Dongyu is strong!"

"So, the first thing I, Tang, will do as President of the White Clothes Society is to re-establish it as a benchmark for the youth of this country! Let you all straighten your spines!"

Tang Long's output, like a violent storm, caused a huge psychological shock to the vast majority of students present.

Finally, someone couldn't help it and was the first to applaud for him.

Immediately after, the second, the tenth, the applause rang out like thunder again, and lasted for a long time.