"Feng Mian, what are you talking about! Which of your eyes have seen me pretending to be a public servant for personal gain? Don't you have a special status? You stand out among many children from aristocratic families. Of course, you must set an example and lead the way for everyone."
Deacon Wu clasped his hands behind his back, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.
Feng Mian secretly guessed that the man in front of him was named Wu, and he said that he bullied his nephew. In Feng Mian's memory, he only had issues with one person, and that was Sun Jian. Could this person be Sun Jian's uncle?
Definitely, this is the only possibility. Otherwise, Feng Mian really can't think of anyone else he might have offended.
Everyone looked at each other, and anyone with any brains could tell that Deacon Wu was trying to make things difficult for Feng Mian. But if he couldn't pass this test, he wouldn't be able to join the academy, and nothing would happen in the future.
There was a lot of discussion. Deacon Wu now holds the power of life and death for them. If they are not careful, they will lose their qualifications. If they cannot enter the academy, all their previous efforts will be in vain, so they dare not say anything.
"You all, don't leave just yet. This person is the number one among the younger generation above Fengling Banquet. Don't you want to see how he breaks through the battle? Don't you want to learn?"
Everyone looked embarrassed. Deacon Wu was determined to embarrass Feng Mian.
The Twelve Sun-Gathering Formation is formed by the gathering of the phantoms of twelve Sun-Gathering Realm experts. The changes are very mysterious. It is impossible for anyone without some strength to break through. Moreover, it has gone through many times for so long.
Change.
Not to mention Feng Mian, a junior who has just stepped out. Even a real strong man in the Sun-Gathering Realm would be very difficult to deal with the combined attacks of twelve phantoms in the Sun-Gathering Realm at once.
"Deacon Wu, are you going too far in doing this? Brother Feng Mian has obviously passed, why can't he be allowed to enter the academy? Even if he is indeed very good and is favored by Deacon Li Mu, he should be given priority to enter, right?"
It was really hard to look at the fat, strong man holding a big knife. He was covered in tendons and the robes he wore were bold and bold, with half of his shoulders exposed. He, who had always been straightforward, finally couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, this is indeed a bit against the rules. In the past, the assessments at Laifeng College were gentler than those at Shengtian College. Now there are changes, and we can all accept it. But the Twelve Sun-Gathering Formation is really a bit difficult.
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Someone took the lead, and many students seemed to have gained confidence and began to agree.
With a fierce wave of his sleeves, Deacon Wu glanced coldly at everyone present.
"What do you want to do? Do you want to rebel? If you have any objections, then all of you will be disqualified and no one will be able to enter the academy. Our Laifeng Academy has no shortage of unruly people like you."
At this time, the strong man with a big sword stepped out and walked down the stairs.
He raised his sword and swung it fiercely, and a deep mark appeared on the ground.
"It's such an unreasonable college. I, Dashan, won't join it. I thought Laifeng College was fair, but it turns out that the world is still as black as crows. It seems that I came to the wrong place during this trip to Dai Viet."
As he said that, Dashan actually turned around and walked away. But his arm was suddenly pulled by someone.
Turning his head, Dashan met Fengmian's eyes. The latter smiled faintly: "Brother, it's not like that."
"Since you are from another country, you can't come back disappointed after finally coming here. This matter is directed at me, so I will solve it myself. You really don't have to be arrogant."
Just as he was talking, another voice came from among the crowd.
"Can you hurry up! Since Deacon Wu has already said it, let's do it. This is a rule. Without rules, there would be no Fangyuan."
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.If he, Feng Mian, is really capable, he will not be afraid of the Twelve Sun Gathering Formations."
Feng Mian looked at the source of the sound. He saw a figure in a gorgeous dress with his arms folded across his chest, as if watching a good show.
Sure enough, as Qianyun said, the children of these aristocratic families are really not very good-minded. If it were put to them, they might not have such an attitude long ago.
Letting go of Dashan, Feng Mian took a step forward and faced Deacon Wu directly.
"I can accept breaking into the formation, or I can follow your request. But if Deacon Wu is so pretentious and self-serving, if other senior officials of the college find out, I think your life will be very difficult, right?"
Turning around, Feng Mian walked towards the entrance of the Twelve Gathering Sun Array.
"Deacon Wu, there is one more thing I want you to remember. It is no one's fault for Sun Jian being bullied. First of all, his behavior is not right and his strength is lacking. He speaks frivolously and touches girls. He deserves all the blame!"
With an ashen complexion, Deacon Wu stared at Feng Mian.
"You brat, you'd better wait until you can come out before you say these righteous words!"
Everyone watched Feng Mian's back gradually disappear until he entered the Twelve Gathering Sun Formation.
Shake your head and sigh.
"Sigh... Not everyone can challenge the Twelve Sun-Gathering Formation of Laifeng Academy. He is just a junior, and once he enters, it will be very dangerous. What a pity."
"Who says it's not the case? I don't know how Feng Mian could offend Deacon Wu and make things difficult for him like this. But this time, he is the only assessor, Deacon Wu, and all the power is in his hands."
Everyone felt sorry for Feng Mian's experience. At such a critical moment, he encountered deliberate difficulties.
At this time, Feng Mian had completely entered the center of the Twelve Gathering Yang Formation.
This is a space that is sometimes white and sometimes gray. When he stepped into this place, Feng Mian immediately felt a strong oppression coming from all directions, almost making it difficult for him to move.
Although Feng Mian's cultivation level cannot be judged by the realm of ordinary people. After all, he is still at the peak of the Creation Realm and has not broken through to the Yang Gathering Realm. It is still a bit difficult to face the clones of the twelve Yang Gathering Realm.
Soon, twelve phantoms appeared at the same time, surrounding Feng Mian.
"Junior, where did you get the courage to break into the Twelve Sun-Gathering Formations single-handedly? Don't you want to live?"
Feng Mian was helpless and smiled bitterly at the many shadows: "Seniors, I am also helpless. I don't have much courage, but I was forced in. What? I pretend to be pitiful, and you just let me pass.
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Many shadows were suddenly speechless, this person is a scoundrel!
"Stop talking nonsense. If you dare to break in, no matter what the reason is, you must accept the test."
The phantoms changed, and everyone actually took action together. Feng Mian was extremely shocked. What if he was besieged by twelve phantoms of the Gathering Yang Realm? So he quickly changed his body shape to avoid their attack.
The strength of the Juyang Realm, and it was still the real Juyang Realm, without any moisture at all, made Feng Mian very difficult for a while. He could barely avoid it every time, and the difficult defense could not break the situation.
"Boy, can you show some backbone? You make me look down on you!"
Continuously dodging, the twelve phantoms lost their patience. If they continued to waste their time, they didn't know how long it would take. So their formation changed again, and they attacked Feng Mian's face fiercely.
I subconsciously wanted to retreat, but suddenly the mysterious man's voice came.
"Idiot, this is a good opportunity for you to improve your strength. Why are you hiding? Have you forgotten the characteristics of the Ming Dynasty King's Golden Body Technique? What's wrong with you? At the critical moment, you can't even do this.
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Can’t handle it?”
Feng Mian was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Oh, how could I forget this!"
Stamping his steps, Feng Mian stood still. He closed his eyes and waited for the many phantoms to attack.
Bang! Boom! Bang!
Attacking again and again, Feng Mian continued to fly out as expected and hit the space.
Get up, and continue to accept the attack. Fly backwards, and get up again.
Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The power of the Gathering Sun Realm was really impressive, and he almost couldn't recover.
Standing up, Feng Mian faced the crowd, with a look of madness in his eyes.
"Come! Come again! Come again!"
Many phantoms looked at each other: "Isn't this guy crazy?"
The next moment, a golden light appeared on Feng Mian's body, spreading to every part of his body. The injuries on his body also recovered quickly under the golden light, and a layer of hard armor was also formed.
"Since you are seeking death, we will help you!"
The twelve phantoms changed rapidly and soon condensed into a very solid phantom.
He stared down at Feng Mian, energy bursting out from his palms.
"Boy, your courage is commendable, but it's still a pity!"
As he spoke, a palm fell.
But at this critical moment, a mutation occurred.
Feng Mian used the Golden Body Technique of the Ming Dynasty to the extreme. When the palm print fell, he actually absorbed it in reverse. He sucked this majestic power into his body in an instant, and his body continued to tremble.
The powerful aura entered the body, and Feng Mian could not adapt to it for a while.
When he spread his hands, the meridians on his body swelled, and even his face appeared densely packed with meridians, which appeared golden. For an ordinary person, he might be strangled to death in less than a moment.
As soon as his body moved, Feng Mian sat cross-legged.
Closing his eyes, Feng Mian quickly ran the exercises to refine these powers.
When I closed my eyes and opened them again, three hours had passed.
Outside, many students were talking about it.
"Do we have to wait any longer? If we haven't come out for so long, we should have failed and died inside. There's no point in waiting any longer. Let's all disperse."
Deacon Wu looked at the formation proudly: "Boy, you really think no one can cure you!"
Suddenly, a figure flew out of Laifeng Academy, standing on a high place and looking at the formation.
"Wu Yingjie, what's going on? You let that little guy Feng Mian go to the formation? Who gave you the courage? You are just acting recklessly. How can he, a junior, withstand the pressure of the Yang Gathering Formation?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Sun-Gathering Array suddenly emitted a violent tremor, and then the aftermath spread and exploded. Feng Mian slowly walked out of it, and the aura exuding from his body was completely different from before!
"He actually succeeded in breaking the formation? He succeeded! He should be considered the first person in history to be able to break through the Juyang Formation at the age of ten!"
"Isn't this true? Look at the fluctuations in his aura. Not only has he broken the formation, but there is no damage at all. Not to mention no damage, it seems that he has broken through the realm! What kind of monster is this! It's so scary!"
Seeing this, Deacon Wu's face turned completely gloomy: "This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
On the face of Archdeacon Li Mu, there was a hint of relief and a bright smile.
"This boy is really interesting! He was able to break through the century-old formation of our Laifeng Academy at such a young age. It seems that my vision is really right!"