Everyone can see that Dean Yu Mo is very optimistic about Wu Yuan and is quite dissatisfied with Xie Yu's deliberate efforts to make things difficult.
Wu Yuan remained calm, but there was also a hint of coldness in his heart.
He asked himself that he had really not offended the other party.
"According to the rules of the competition, arrange for five martial arts disciples to compete one-on-one with Wu Yuan." Xie Yu didn't pay attention to Dean Yu Mo's gaze at all: "You must win at least two games before you can pass the actual combat assessment.
"
Most people in the test hall were a little stunned.
Five games, two wins?
It doesn't sound difficult.
It should be noted that Wu Yuan is younger and has a shorter time to practice "martial arts skills".
Moreover, the strength of a martial artist is very broad.
A person with a strength of 10,000 kilograms is a martial artist. A person with a strength of 19,000 kilograms is also a martial artist. How can they be compared?
"Guo Long, Yang Yufeng... the five of you will fight against Wu Yuan." Xie Yu directly called out the names of the five disciples.
The faces of the disciples whose names were called changed slightly.
They are not idiots. Now that the dean and the inspector have different opinions, why are they willing to come forward?
No matter whether you win or lose, there is no benefit.
"Thank you, Inspector, you are too much!"
Dean Yu Mo has completely suppressed his smile and said in a low voice: "According to the rules, in a duel, you only need to show a certain level of actual combat. It is not necessary to win, let alone win two out of five? You are sincerely embarrassed."
His name is the dean, but he is actually one of the three main hall masters under the 'Teaching Hall' and has many affairs.
On weekdays, most affairs of the martial arts academy are managed by ‘Xie Yu’.
But just because he doesn't take care of it doesn't mean he can't take care of it!
"The rules of the sect require at least one fight and a maximum of five fights." Xie Yu responded tit-for-tat, unwilling to back down at all: "I heard that Wu Yuan's talent is extraordinary, so naturally he should use the most genius standard."
"I am the dean." Dean Yu Mo said coldly.
Everyone in the Wuyuan was stunned. No one expected that a simple 'test' would pit the two giants of the Wuyuan against each other.
"Dean."
Wu Yuan suddenly said: "There is no need to be embarrassed. Since I thank the inspector for thinking so highly of me and wanting to test me, I will give it a try."
Everyone looked sideways and couldn't help but look at Wu Yuan.
"Young master, you can't." Gu Ji, who had been silent behind him, finally couldn't help but speak.
Dean Yu Mo glanced at Gu Ji, then looked at Wu Yuan: "You don't understand."
"Dean, I understand." Wu Yuan smiled and said, "Dean, please rest assured that my performance will satisfy Inspector Xie."
Immediately, Wu Yuan gave Gu Ji a 'reassured' look.
Dean Yu Mo frowned slightly, but couldn't say anything else.
After all, this is what Wu Yuan himself agreed to.
"very good."
"Wu Yuan, I hope your actual combat ability is worthy of your reputation." Xie Yu glanced at Wu Yuan: "Don't worry, I won't deliberately target you."
"If you are brave, I won't make it difficult for you."
"Five games, as long as you win one, I will agree to sign." Xie Yu said indifferently: "Between every two games, you can also have a quarter of an hour to rest."
Wu Yuan smiled and said nothing.
Five fights, only one win?
"You five." Xie Yu glanced at the five selected disciples: "Whoever loses will have one hundred 'points' deducted, and if he wins, fifty points will be added."
The expressions of the five disciples immediately changed drastically.
In a high-level martial arts academy, points are very important. Many relatively precious training resources require points to reach!
This forces them to go all out.
…Soon, everyone gathered in the ‘Fighting Hall’ next to the testing hall.
Here, there is a circular fighting platform.
Wu Yuan and the five martial arts disciples all wore protective gear, including head protective gear and neck protective gear. Although it would affect flexibility, it was safe.
Immediately, everyone chose their own weapons.
The weapons are all made of wood, with only three types: long sticks, short sticks, and shields. Although the materials are considered tough, their lethality is limited.
after all.
The competition between martial arts disciples is training and tempering, not a real bloody battle, and it cannot be too cruel and bloody.
The fighting platform is circular and thirty meters in diameter.
Wu Yuan and his disciple named "Guo Long" faced each other from a distance.
Both men only chose a long stick.
Except for the three first-class masters, Dean Yu Mo, Xie Yu, and Gu Ji, the other teachers and academy disciples were all watching the battle in the audience.
With the strength of a first-class master, it will not affect the martial arts competition, and at critical moments, it can save the competing disciples.
No matter how good the protection is, it will still be a violent impact of thousands of kilograms or even tens of thousands of kilograms.
Occasionally, there will still be casualties.
"You can just fight, and we will determine the winner in due course." Dean Yu Mo said softly: "Remember, it's just a competition, don't deliberately hurt others."
"yes."
"Yes." Wu Yuan and Guo Long both agreed.
Immediately.
The two of them stopped paying attention to the people outside the venue and looked at each other.
"Guo Long?" Wu Yuan looked at the sturdy young man in front of him, who was about eighteen or nineteen years old.
To be selected by Xie Yu, there is no doubt that his strength is good.
"Junior Brother Wu Yuan, be careful, I will stop immediately if you admit defeat." Guo Long said solemnly.
It's not that he looks down on Wu Yuan.
However, in his eyes, even if Wu Yuan, a fourteen-year-old boy, was stronger, how strong could his martial arts skills be?
Wu Yuan looked calm, neither happy nor sad.
"call!"
Guo Long held the stick in both hands, holding it in front with one hand and pressing it with the other hand. His pace was even faster. In just three steps, he rushed in front of Wu Yuan like a cheetah.
The stick is like a gun, breaking the sky!
A sharp roar flashed through the air. The impact of this stick was more than ten thousand kilograms. It was accurate and hard, hitting Wu Yuan's chest directly.
Guo Long’s marksmanship over the years is undoubtedly outstanding!
"How immature." Wu Yuan sighed inwardly, holding a stick in one hand, taking a step forward, seemingly narrowly avoiding the opponent's stick.
The tip of Guo Long's stick.
It almost touched Wu Yuan's ear, which looked extremely thrilling.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Yuan shook the long stick in his hand, burst out with terrifying speed, and suddenly stabbed Guo Long in the neck!
This blow, if it was a real stab, would be enough to break his neck!
Gu Ji watched this scene with cold eyes.
He is only responsible for Wu Yuan's safety.
"Not good!" Xie Yu and Yu Mo's expressions changed, and they both had the idea of rescuing them almost at the same time.
At the last moment, the long stick in Wu Yuan's hand suddenly turned into a thorn.
"Bang!" The long stick hit Guo Long's chest like lightning, and a terrifying impact caused him to fly backwards involuntarily.
It fell heavily to the ground.
Wu Yuan put away his stick and said calmly: "Brother Guo, I accept the concession."
There was silence.
Guo Long raised his head and looked at Wu Yuan in disbelief. His chest was aching. Even with protective gear, his blood was still boiling.
"How is it possible? His pace is not fast, but how can he avoid my thrust?" Guo Long couldn't accept it.
He practiced marksmanship for six years!
But failed to survive a round in the hands of a 'fourteen-year-old' boy?
"Lost!" Guo Long gritted his teeth.
Although I am not willing to accept it, if I lose, I lose!
Guo Long knew very well that if Wu Yuan had not spared his last resort and the stick had just struck straight at him, he would have been seriously injured even if he was not disabled.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Wu, for showing mercy." Guo Long stood up and said in a low voice.
He has changed his name to ‘Senior Brother Wu’.
Within the Hengyun Sect, when the disciples from the lower martial arts academy meet the disciples from the Yunwu Palace, they will all call them senior brothers!
Wu Yuan nodded slightly, turned to look at Yu Mo and Xie Yu, and said nothing.
Guji frowned slightly.
Off the court, all the teachers and disciples looked at Wu Yuan in shock.
It's so powerful, the power shown is obviously not too outrageous.
But he defeated Guo Long with just one move.
It is enough to show how powerful Wu Yuan's 'combat skills' are. His pace and marksmanship are both ridiculously strong, far surpassing these senior martial arts disciples.
"call!"
"Wu Yuan won this battle." Dean Yu Mo announced the result and looked at Xie Yu: "Inspector Xie, I think there is no need to compete in the next four battles."
Xie Yu looked indifferent and said nothing.
"Thank you, Inspector?" Dean Yu Mo frowned, a trace of anger flashing in his eyes.
"Wu Yuan is extremely talented and should be a specially recruited disciple." Xie Yu's voice was calm: "Don't worry, Dean, I have sense and will sign."
Dean Yu Mo's expression softened slightly.
"Wu Yuan." Xie Yu turned his eyes to Wu Yuan, with a hint of energy and even a smile: "You are really good. Don't live up to your talent, but don't imitate Gao Yu."
Immediately, Xie Yu didn't care what Wu Yuan thought.
"Dean, I still have to inspect a few major campuses, so I'll leave first." Xie Yu left the Martial Arts Hall directly.
Dean Yu Mo sighed helplessly when he saw the makeup.
"Okay, the test is over here. Chen Qing, please arrange for all teachers and disciples to sign jointly." Dean Yu Mo said solemnly: "At the same time, no one is allowed to leak any information about today's showdown."
"Violators will be severely punished!"
"Yes." Chen Qinglian responded.
"Wu Yuan, come with me." Dean Yu Mo said, walking out.
Wu Yuan followed.
It wasn't until Dean Yu Mo, Wu Yuan, and Gu Ji disappeared at the end of the martial arts hall and around the martial arts platform that bursts of discussion broke out.
"so horrible!"
"That stick."
"Guo Long, with a single arm strength of over 15,000 kilograms, is considered very powerful among martial arts masters, yet he was defeated in one attack."
"This Wu Yuan is so scary. Is he really only fourteen years old?"
"Even a third-rate master may not be able to defeat him." A group of martial arts disciples discussed incessantly.
Although this confrontation was short, it shocked them greatly.
Several martial arts teachers also gathered together.
"This Wu Yuan should be in control of Liji."
A teacher from the martial arts academy said in disbelief: "The last shot changed so quickly that it would have been impossible without an explosion of force!"
"Even if he doesn't control it, I'm afraid it will be over soon." Another martial arts teacher couldn't help but said.
"genius!"
"He's fourteen years old. I don't know whether his talent is stronger or weaker than Xu Hui from the sect." The group of martial arts teachers discussed.
They are all second-rate experts with good eyesight.
…
The 'Dean's Room' deep in the martial arts academy is very empty and the decoration is very simple. Except for a large table and a weapon rack, there is nothing superfluous.
There was only a large gun placed on the weapons rack.
"Yu Mo, after returning to the clan, I will report today's events to the palace master."
Gu Ji's voice was cold: "Xie Yu, you are too emotional and not suitable to be the inspector of Yifang Wuyuan."
"She just doesn't know." Dean Yu Mo shook his head slightly and said with emotion: "Even I never knew that Wu Yuan was so powerful and had mastered the 'Liji' technique."
"If Wu Yuan's talent was not high, how could the palace master send me?" Gu Ji said coldly.
Wu Yuan listened.
He can see it.
Gu Ji and Dean Yu Mo, do you know each other?
That's right, there are only two to three hundred first-class masters in Hengyun Sect. Even if Gu Ji hides his identity, there must still be some masters who know him.
"Hey." Dean Yu Mo sighed softly: "It is your right to report it to me, and I will explain it to the superiors."
But there is no more talk about ancient times.
"Wu Yuan, you are extremely skilled in control, but you have never told me that." Dean Yu Mo looked at Wu Yuan.
"Dean, today is the first time we have met each other. Besides, Protector Gao once told me not to reveal too much." Wu Yuan shook his head.
Dean Yu Mo felt helpless.
"With your strength, you didn't have to show off your strength just now, I'm afraid you can win." Dean Yu Mo sighed softly: "But you show it now. Although I ordered not to let the news spread, people have many eyes, and the news may not be able to be hidden.
If you don't, it's easy to cause unnecessary trouble."
A fourteen-year-old martial artist.
And a fourteen-year-old martial artist who has mastered the most powerful skills are two different concepts!
The latter, in theory, is expected to become a master.
This is also the reason why Gao Yu values Wu Yuan so much.
"Dean, I'm angry." Wu Yuan said calmly: "If I hadn't thought that Guo Long had nothing to do with this matter, he wouldn't have lost as easily as he did."
Dean Yu Mo was speechless.
Only then did he realize that although Wu Yuan acted calmly, in the final analysis, he was still only a fourteen-year-old boy.
My requirements are a little too high.
"Wu Yuan, why Xie Yu makes things difficult for you has something to do with Protector Gao Yu who guided you to join the sect." Dean Yu Mo sighed softly.
"Of course, I didn't excuse her. This is a grudge between our elders. It's an old thing and you shouldn't be involved."
"No more to say."
"Don't worry, I will report the news to 'Senior Dong' as quickly as possible, and then send the news back to Licheng, the sect headquarters." Dean Yu Mo said: "Wu Yuan, you set off as soon as possible and rush there
Let’s go to the sect.”
"Thank you, Dean." Wu Yuan responded vaguely: "I have to go back to my residence to pack some things first."
"Go ahead."
...Wu Yuan and Gu Ji were walking on the way back to Guanghui Court.
"Sir, you just did it on purpose," Gu Ji said.
"If you don't cause trouble for that Xie Yu, do you really think I'm easy to bully?" Wu Yuan shook his head and said, "Uncle Ji, you won't blame me, right?"
"The fault lies with Xie Yu, not you." Gu Ji said: "Don't worry, young master, the palace master will give you an explanation when you return to the sect."
Wu Yuan nodded slightly.
He didn't pay too much attention to Xie Yu's making things difficult, and he didn't really want to take revenge.
The sect is so big, who doesn’t have it?
Of course, if there is an opportunity in the future, Wu Yuan would not mind teaching the other party a lesson.
...return to the courtyard premises.
"Uncle Ji, we will set off tomorrow morning." Wu Yuan said softly.
"Tomorrow morning? Are you going to the sect?" Gu Ji said.
"I'm not going to the sect." Wu Yuan shook his head and said calmly: "Let's go back to Licheng first. I still want to say goodbye to my mother."
"Okay." Gu Ji nodded, not feeling anything inappropriate.
…
time flies.
Two days later.
At dusk, the setting sun scattered on the wide Nanlong River, and a large ship slowly docked at the riverside pier.
This is an inconspicuous little pier by the river.
In the room on the second floor of the ship.
"Uncle Ji, have everything been arranged?" Wu Yuan asked.
"Well, don't worry, young master, I have made all arrangements." Gu Ji said: "Since the young master wants to take the 'Nengshen Pill' quietly, we will stop here for the past two days and wait for the young master to leave seclusion before setting off."
"No one will disturb the young master."
Although Gu Ji didn't understand why Wu Yuan wanted to take the 'Spirit Condensing Pill' on a whim, he didn't ask much.
not to mention.
After learning from the previous experience, they became more cautious along the way and were very stealthy when setting off, without any fanfare at all.
Guji realizes that the probability of being assassinated is very small.
Night gradually falls.
When everyone on the ship thought that Wu Yuan was practicing meditation, a vague shadow floated out of the second floor of the ship.
I got off the boat and disappeared into the dark night.
"This trip is only two hundred miles away from the city."
"We can arrive in an hour at most."
"Xu Shouyi, you won't survive tonight." A figure carrying a sword on his back stepped across the night shrouded land at an astonishing speed.
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