Seeing many students staring at him like a fool, Mu Yun curled his lips: "Did you feel good being tortured by Class 98 just now?"
"Now, of course, we have to regain our place. If we don't take revenge after being beaten, then why do we become a warrior? Is it just to get beaten?"
"In other words, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. It's a pity that we are not gentlemen, so we won't take revenge overnight."
"Let me ask you one last question, do you dare to go to Junior Class 98 now? If you are scared, just stay in the class and wait for the news of your triumphant return."
Mu Yun's rapid-fire words surprised and stunned everyone.
This is the magnanimity a mentor should have.
Before, they had changed mentors one after another, but every time they were beaten, the mentors told them to endure it and not to cause trouble.
Tolerate?
Warriors should endure it, but if they endure it every time, then they are not warriors, but turtles!
"Okay, this time I, Xuanyuan Zhe, will go on stage personally and beat those turtle bastards until they cry for their fathers and mothers!"
As soon as Mu Yun finished speaking, a student stood up and couldn't help shouting.
The student was wearing a brocade gown and a black windbreaker. He had a handsome face, but his face was covered in bruises at the moment. It was obvious that he had been beaten just now.
Xuanyuan Zhe?
"Xiao Xuan! Since you are so confident, I'll let you come for the first game!" Mu Yun said earnestly as he looked at Xuanyuan Zhe.
"Ahem..." After a dry cough, Xuanyuan Zhe sat down and said: "Pastoral Master, the capable person will be appointed. I can be a substitute, just a substitute!"
"..."
On the martial arts training ground, a dozen students from Junior Class 98 were sparsely chatting.
"Squad leader, this time is really enjoyable!"
Looking at the geniuses in the class around him, Wen Feng smiled and said: "The ninth class of the junior class is rubbish. Do you think Tiefeng can show off his power by overwhelming the tenth class? Bah!"
"Wenyang, next time you meet someone from Class 9, beat him to death. Anyway, if you don't beat him to death, there won't be any problems. Don't be afraid!"
"okay!"
"Haha... Monitor, let me tell you, people from Junior Class 9 will take a detour when they see our Junior Class 98!"
"That is!"
"That's bullshit!"
A curse rang out, Wen Feng suppressed his words and his face turned red.
who!
"Tie Feng, how dare you come?" Seeing Tie Feng and a large group of junior class nine students cheering behind him, Wen Feng said contemptuously: "Oh, you are not convinced after losing, are you preparing for a group fight?"
Wen Feng didn't care.
Tie Feng is only at the first level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm. Although his level is the same as him, the gap between the two is huge.
It had only been a moment, but if he tried again, Tie Feng would still lose.
"Students of Class 98, do you dare to have another fight?"
Tie Feng shouted: "I think you all should have a rest. Do you dare to compete again?"
"Do you dare? What's not to dare?"
Wen Feng sneered and said: "This time, I will let you know what is a genius and what is trash. Junior Class 9 is trash."
"you……"
"Tiefeng!"
Among the crowd, Mu Yun suddenly walked out, looked at everyone, and said, "Isn't it just a competition? Why bother?"
"There are three competitions, right? We have decided to appear now. In the first one, Huang Wuji will come, in the second, Lin Zhi will come, and in the third... Mu Fengxing, you will come."
What?
Upon hearing Mu Yun's arrangement, the students in Class 9 were stunned.
What does the pastor want to do?
Huang Wuji is the eleventh prince of the royal family. This guy knows how to get beaten all day long and doesn't know how to fight back. He has no status in the royal family. No one in the ninth class of the junior class pays attention to him.
Lin Zhi usually lives alone and lives alone. No one knows what his strength is.
However, Lin Zhi is the son of the head of the Lin family, but he was born by a maid of the Lin family.
If Mu Yun is an illegitimate son of the Mu family and his status is disgraceful, then the existence of Lin Zhi is a shame to the head of the Lin family.
As for Mu Fengxing... this guy acts like a ghost every day, saying nothing, as if he is out of tune with the whole world.
These three people had no idea what their strength was, yet Mu Yun actually let them play!
"Master Pastor, I..." Huang Wuji didn't react for a long time after hearing Mu Yun's words.
He has been stupid since he was a child, so he has been bullied since he was a child. It can be said that he was beaten until he became an adult. Now he is allowed to play at a time like this...
"It's okay, I believe you!"
"Pastor, I refuse!"
"Pastor, I refuse!"
Almost at the same time, Lin Zhi and Mu Fengxing spoke.
"Rejection is invalid!" Mu Yun said with a straight face, impatiently: "You two must play, if you don't play, your legs will be broken."
"..."
Break a leg?
In the entire Seven Sages Academy, I have never heard of any instructor who dared to threaten students like this!
"Have you finished the grind? I, Wenyang, will be here for the first game. Who will come from your junior class nine?"
"Huang Wuji, come on!"
Mu Yun waved his hand, signaling Huang Wuji to come on.
"Yes, mentor!"
Huang Wuji exhaled and stepped forward, his palms becoming sweaty.
This is the first time he has stood up.
Although he had just relied on the spiritual liquid to break through to the tenth level of the physical body, Wenyang was also at the tenth level of the physical body and was good at attacking.
He has no advantage at all.
But deep down he didn't understand why Mu Yun asked him to play, but since he was playing, he didn't want to lose.
He is a waste and is looked down upon by several royal brothers, but he is not stupid. Victory and dignity are what every warrior longs for.
He Huang Wuji is no exception.
If you fight, you must win!
Since you choose to be beaten, you must hold on!
Attacking is something he is not good at, so he can defend himself. If he can't beat him, he can withstand it!
"Huang Wuji, although you are a prince of the royal family, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it today." Wen Yang made a banging sound with his hands and mocked: "It's very shameless to be able to beat a prince to the ground.
ah."
"bring it on!"
Already in a defensive posture, Huang Wuji said with firm eyes.
"Big Jade Spiral Palm!"
With a low shout, Wenyang stepped forward, raised his palm in the air, and struck Huang Wuji with his cloak and rain, like he was accumulating energy before a violent storm.
boom……
Huang Wuji met him with a punch, and there was an explosion. His palms and fists collided, and the two figures suddenly separated.
But Wen Yang just took a step back, while Huang Wuji threw his fists directly on the ground and fell to the ground.
"Ha ha……"
Seeing Huang Wuji throw a dog and eat shit, everyone in Class 98 laughed loudly, and everyone in Class 9 also blushed with dull faces.
Seeing this scene, Huang Wuji wanted to admit defeat and retreat.
He is not Wenyang's opponent at all, how can he win?
However, Huang Wuji was stunned when he saw Mu Yun.
At this moment, Mu Yun had a smile on his face, and that smile seemed to encourage him to stand up again, stand up, and win back the dignity he deserved.
Huang Wuji nodded fiercely, patted his chest, looked at Wen Yang, and showed no signs of retreating.
war!
"ah……"
With a low roar in his throat, Huang Wuji rushed out again. This time, he had no fear at all.
boom……
Dash and get knocked back.
boom……
He sprinted again and was knocked back again.
boom……
Several times in a row, each time, Huang Wuji rushed forward, but each time, he was repelled by Wen Yang.
But Huang Wuji was not willing to admit defeat at all.
Let’s fight!
Deep down in his heart, he always had only one thought.
Just fight for yourself, for the pastoral teacher, and for the sake of Junior Class 9.
boom……
Once again, Huang Wuji was repulsed.
"Damn, how can this guy be so durable!"
Wenyang was breathing heavily, with his hands on his thighs, and sweat dripping from his face wet the ground.
He had forgotten how many punches he punched this kid, but every time, Huang Wuji rushed forward again, regardless of life or death.
This isn't a competition at all, it's all about fighting.
"Come again!"
His body was covered with scars, but Huang Wuji never said a word, he just sprinted, retreated, sprinted, retreated!
boom……
There was another banging sound, which everyone was used to. This time, Huang Wuji might be thrown far away again.
Peng...
A figure hit the ground hard and rolled around a few times before stopping.
"Wenyang!"
However, just when everyone thought that the one thrown out this time would still be Huang Wuji, a cry of surprise pulled everyone's attention back.
It’s not Huang Wuji, it’s Wenyang!
It was the first time that Wen Yang was repelled.
"Come again!"
However, at this moment, Huang Wuji didn't care about that. What he wanted was defense, letting people fight, and letting Wenyang use all his strength to fight him.
Wen Yang stood up in a hurry and threw a punch in panic.
boom……
Boom...
There was a muffled sound, and Wenyang fell down again.
However, after falling down this time, Wen Yang had an extra punch mark on his face.
"Come again!"
Huang Wuji was completely beaten to death, and he didn't care anymore and just punched.
Bang bang bang...
Under a series of banging sounds, Wen Yang was finally beaten into a pig's head on the face, fell completely, his body twitched a few times, and then he made no sound anymore.
Won!
Huang Wuji actually won!
Seeing this scene, not only the people in Junior Class 98 didn't believe it, but everyone in Class 9 was also in disbelief.
"Pastor, I win...win!"
"Okay, go down and rest. Remember, don't fall asleep now. Carefully recall every bit of your battle just now."
"yes!"
After hearing Mu Yun's blessing, Huang Wuji walked behind everyone, sat down cross-legged, and began to comprehend.
"Damn, I'm actually going to lose." Wen Feng gritted his teeth when he saw Wen Yang lying on the side already unconscious.
"Squad leader, you can't lose the next two games, I'll do it." A rough-looking man next to Wen Feng shouted.
"Okay, Tuoba Shi, you are at the tenth level of the physical body. I believe in you. You will definitely not lose this battle."
"no problem!"
Tuoba Shi was 1.9 meters tall, standing there like a hill. He looked at Junior Class 9 and shouted: "Who will die next? In that battle just now, our Class 98 left it to you.
Do you really think you are geniuses? Bah!"
"Lin Zhi, come on!"
"Pastor, I..."
"There's so much nonsense, I'll break your legs if you want to, believe it or not."
"I...okay!"
Lin Zhi was wearing a gray shirt, with a thin figure and long hair tied behind his head, so he had no choice but to play.