The swords clashed, making the sound of gold and iron.
Di Wenguang's pupils shrank and he grunted. He couldn't help but step back more than ten steps in embarrassment. He held the long knife upside down in his right hand and held it firmly on the ground before he could barely stabilize his body.
Di Wenguang raised his head and found that standing in front of the young disciple was a young man wearing the uniform of a disciple of Lihuo Academy.
The young man was about twenty years old, with a slender figure and a bun tied with a wooden hairpin on his head. At this moment, he was staring at Di Wenguang with cold eyes.
"A disciple of Lihuo Academy?"
Di Wenguang's eyes were gloomy, but he was secretly surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that he just killed a pariah, but actually the disciples of Lihuo Academy took action.
"It's Senior Brother He Xinglan He! He is one of the few grassroots geniuses in Lihuo Academy who was born humble and successfully entered Lihuo Academy!"
"I have also heard of the name of Senior Brother He. In Lihuo Academy, he often takes care of those junior brothers who were also born in humble circumstances. He is a hero to us civilian warriors!"
"..."
In the team participating in the entry test, many young people looked at this slender young man with excitement, and some even showed admiration.
"Are you He Xinglan?"
Di Wenguang narrowed his eyes and looked at He Xinglan with fear.
Naturally, he had heard of this person's name. He was born in a humble manner, but he was extremely talented. He stood out among the many disciples of Lihuo Academy and became one of the top ten geniuses in Lihuo Academy.
He Xinglan's ranking is still higher than Song Xingchen's, ranking ninth among the top ten geniuses. It is said that he is the nightmare of many noble disciples in the academy.
"Your Di family is also a famous family of ministers in the inner city. You are relying on the power of your ancestors to show off your power here. Don't you think it is embarrassing to your ancestors?"
He Xinglan stood in front of the young disciple, held a long sword in his hand, stepped forward, and a huge momentum burst out like an abyss.
Di Wenguang was so frightened that he quickly controlled the giant wolf under his seat to retreat. , staring at He Xinglan with fearful eyes.
After all, He Xinglan is the ninth master among the top ten geniuses of Lihuo Academy, and his strength is much stronger than him. What is the difference between him and his opponent?
"Just now you called yourself a pariah and a loser. Then look at yourself. How can you be so good? In the end, you are just a loser who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong!"
After He Xinglan finished speaking, he turned around and stepped into the gate of Lihuo Academy.
In the open space, many young people flushed with excitement, praising He Xinglan for his bravery and courage.
The young disciple who was rescued by He Xinglan even thanked He Xinglan with his hands in front of his back.
Mu Feng silently looked at He Xinglan's back and shook his head secretly. In his opinion, He Xinglan was just a person seeking fame and reputation.
When the girl in green shirt ran into the crowd, Mu Feng had already noticed He Xinglan near the arched door.
If He Xinglan really wanted to stand up for these young men who were born in humble circumstances, why didn't he take action earlier? He waited until the young man was beaten half to death and was about to be killed.
There is no doubt that He Xinglan chose the right time to take action. After Di Wenguang and the girl in green shirt completely aroused everyone's hatred and anger, he belatedly took action, so that he could win the respect and admiration of more people.
Mu Feng didn't understand He Xinglan's purpose of doing this, and he wasn't interested in knowing.
"Untouchable! Did you shake your head just now? Are you looking down on me?"
Di Wenguang was riding on the back of the giant wolf, looking at the comments and pointing of the people around him. He felt his cheeks burning and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
It happened that at this moment he noticed that Mu Feng not far away was shaking his head.
For a moment, the anger in Di Wenguang's heart was like an erupting volcano, spewing out uncontrollably.
"Huh? I didn't mean that!"
Mu Feng frowned slightly and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Di Wenguang and said calmly.
I saw Di Wenguang's eyes were red and he was glaring at him fiercely, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.
After discovering that Mu Feng's aura was not strong, Di Wenguang felt completely relieved and vented all his anger on Mu Feng.
"That's what you mean! You are really looking for death!"
Di Wenguang sneered, tightened the reins, and rode the giant wolf towards Mu Feng.
Di Wenguang's cultivation level is very good. He has reached the second level of Life Sea. In addition, the giant wolf under him is a Life Sea level spiritual beast, which is enough to fight with the warriors of the third level of Life Sea.
"Want to find a soft persimmon to pinch?"
The corners of Mu Feng's mouth curled up in a cold arc, and he could tell Di Wenguang's intention at a glance.
Di Wenguang was taught a lesson by He Xinglan and felt very angry. However, He Xinglan was too strong and he was no match for him. He did not dare to pick on that young disciple because the latter was saved by He Xinglan himself.
If he deals with that young disciple again, he will not give He Xinglan face. When he enters Lihuo Academy, He Xinglan may make things difficult for him.
He happened to notice Mu Feng shaking his head and seeing that Mu Feng's aura was not strong, so he used the latter as a vent to vent his anger.
"What an unlucky guy! Unfortunately, he was chosen by Di Wenguang. Even if he doesn't die, he will still shed his skin!"
The girl in green shirt watched this scene silently, with a mocking smile on her lips, thinking that Mu Feng was dead.
Not only the girl in green shirt, but also many young people present, including He Xinglan who had just walked to the arched door, also noticed the movement here.
only The two old men at the arched door looked calm, as if they were not surprised by this kind of fight and had no intention of stopping it.
Under the gaze of everyone, Mu Feng unabashedly released his terrifying aura, then he gently stretched out his right hand and raised it forward.
"What a powerful aura! This boy is actually at the sixth level of Life Sea. He looks to be fourteen or fifteen years old at most!"
"Oh my god! There are not many such young warriors at the sixth level of the Sea of Life, even in Lihuo Academy! If his cultivation goes further and reaches the seventh level of the Sea of Life, wouldn't he be able to compete with the top ten geniuses?
Yet?"
"..."
After feeling the powerful aura released from Mu Feng's body, everyone present was stunned and completely shocked by Mu Feng's aura.
He Xinglan's eyes flickered, showing a look of emotion.
boom!
The giant wolf arrived in front of Mu Feng in an instant, and its huge head slammed into the palm of Mu Feng's right hand.
At this moment, the giant wolf changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and stood still in front of the palm of Mu Feng's right hand.
Then the palm of Mu Feng's right hand sunk inch by inch into the giant wolf's skull, and his palm penetrated the giant wolf's head in one fell swoop, punching through its entire head.
Blood mixed with white brain matter burst out and splashed all over the floor, looking extremely bloody.
On the other hand, Mu Feng stood on the same spot, as steady as Mount Tai, with his feet as if they were taking root, not taking a single step back.
The moment the giant wolf's head was penetrated, Di Wenguang, who was sitting on the back of the giant wolf, was thrown tens of meters high due to the huge impact.
boom!
The moment he landed heavily on the ground, a hole about a foot deep was created. Di Wenguang was lying in the hole with bleeding from his mouth and nose. He reluctantly stood up and looked at Mu Feng in fear.
At this moment, the whole place was so silent that you could hear a needle drop.