Mu Yun laughed and said, "Let's go back and take a look. I want to see how those bastards from Senior Class 4 dare to bully my Intermediate Class 9!"
After hearing Mu Yun's words, Xuanyuan Zhe and the others immediately became interested.
The pastoral teachers are just bulls. I say this as if they are an advanced class and Class 4 is just an intermediate class.
…
In Leifengyuan, on the huge martial arts field, banners were being pulled out one after another, with eye-catching titles written on them.
"Intermediate Class Twelve, the main instructor is Fang Yulan, who was once a master on the Ling List of Leifeng Academy and taught students who became masters on the Dragon List."
"Junior class twenty-six, chief instructor..."
At this moment, the entire martial arts field is almost occupied by the banners of more than a hundred classes of Leifeng Academy. Recruiting students is a major event for every class.
The infusion of fresh blood is the ultimate driving force for class promotion.
The college arranges for newly recruited students to choose their own classes, so that these students can choose the class that suits them.
At this moment, a large number of people gathered in front of the place where Intermediate Class 9 students were admitted, and it was quite lively.
"Tie Feng, Mo Yang is the swordsman genius who ranks first among the three levels in this recruitment. When he enters your Intermediate Class 9, do you want to bury the talent, be wise, or give it to our Advanced Class 4!"
In front of the crowd, a boy of 17 or 18 years old said arrogantly: "Our main instructor is Xiao Buyu. He is in Leifeng Academy. Needless to say, you should also know what Mo Yang can do if he joins your Intermediate Class 9? It's simply
It’s burying a genius.”
"Fuck your shit!"
Hearing Zhe Fengyun's words, Tie Feng let out a sigh and cursed: "Zhe Fengyun, you senior class four are incompetent, so don't mess around here. Mo Yang is willing to join our class nine because of the powerful charm of the pastoral instructor.
,what do you know?"
"The college holds such a recruitment method so that students can choose the class that suits them best. You, Zhe Fengyun, are so awesome. You treat the college rules like dirt. Besides, Mo Yang is not willing to go with you."
"Is it Mo Yang?"
Mo Yang nodded and said, "Well, senior, I just want to join Intermediate Class 9, I'm sorry."
"Mo Yang, don't worry about it. This iron sharp tongue must have confused you. When you get to our fourth class, you will know how powerful our fourth class is."
"Oh, so Zhe Fengyun, you want to take action!"
"Just do it, you are worthy of it even if you are from Intermediate Class 9!"
"Made, beat them!"
Tie Feng shouted angrily and rushed forward with more than a dozen people from Class 9. Zhe Fengyun, who was the senior class monitor of Class 4, could not hold back at this moment and immediately rushed forward with everyone from Class 4.
"trouble!"
Watching the two parties fighting, Mu Fengxing shook his head helplessly, and after a few flashes of figure, he joined the battle group.
At the same time, Lin Zhi rushed back, armed with a spear, and rushed into the crowd not to be outdone.
During this time, he practiced the Wuling Spear Technique taught to him by Mu Yun, and became a master of spear skills. He rushed into the crowd with a roar.
However, although Class 9 has the numerical advantage, Advanced Class 4 is an advanced class after all. Everyone in the class has reached the third level of the Spirit Cave Realm, so there is no way to show weakness.
For a time, Class Nine gradually fell into a disadvantage.
If it weren't for the amazing strength shown by Lin Zhi and Mu Fengxing, Team Nine would have been completely defeated.
Seeing this scene, Mo Yang felt a headache.
"What the hell, if you dare to hit us in Class 9, you are seeking death!"
At this moment, three sturdy men rushed up and rushed into the crowd like tanks.
"Boy, why don't you go up and show off your hands?"
Just as Mo Yang was watching the chaotic scene, a voice rang in his ears.
"But I..."
Mo Yang was about to open his mouth to explain, but came back to his senses and saw the weak figure standing in front of him, but he was stunned.
"As a member of Class Nine, it's natural to show off your skills! Besides...it's Master's order!"
Mo Yang smiled slightly and unsheathed the sword behind his back.
It is still the top-grade mortal weapon Qingque Sword. The long sword remains unchanged, but the person is more than ten times more powerful than before.
Mo Yang's long sword was unsheathed, and the Qingque sword was just a simple high-grade mortal weapon. For a warrior in the Spirit Cave Realm, an ordinary weapon was no longer enough.
But Mo Yang still used this sword.
Just because this is the master who changed his life and forged it for him with his own hands.
"Nine Heaven-Destroying Styles!"
With one sword shot, the whole fighting scene changed instantly.
The Nine Heaven-Destroying Styles were what Mu Yun taught Mo Yang when he left. But what surprised Mu Yun was that he did not expect that Mo Yang could actually reach such a state.
"Peak Sword Intent... What a good boy, you almost deceived me too!"
Seeing Mo Yang's long sword in his hand, moving in and out three times, as if entering a no-man's land, Mu Yun deeply realized that this kid was no longer the kid who caused trouble in his first class.
But an eagle spreads its wings and soars into the sky.
"What the hell, this is the sword's intention!"
Xuanyuan Zhe ducked to avoid the aftermath of Mo Yang's sword, but a red mark still appeared on his arm.
You must know that he is cultivating the King's Golden Body. He knows very well how powerful the King's Golden Body is for the body's strength, but he was still almost broken by Mo Yang's sword.
"monster!"
Seeing Mo Yang swinging his sword in the crowd, the sword energy suddenly appeared, Xuanyuan Zhe quickly dodged.
With the addition of several people, more than a dozen people from Class 4 were discovered, and they were gradually losing to their opponents.
What a joke!
They are the fourth senior class, how could they lose to the intermediate class?
Although the opponents have a numerical advantage, with their level and strength, they can at least pick off three or four of them.
But now, the bastards from Class 9 are actually picking four of them one by one.
Mo Yang, who holds a long sword in his hand, has an unstoppable sword power, and Mu Fengxing of the Mu family, who usually looks weak, but now he is attacking with an explosion.
Lin Zhi, the Lin family member with a spear in his hand, also had a completely lifeless killing method.
Is that human being?
Especially those few strong men who rushed into the crowd were like extremely strong shields that could not be broken or injured.
This is an intermediate class? Are you kidding me?
"Walk!"
Seeing that a dozen people were about to be defeated, Zhe Fengyun gritted his teeth, shouted angrily, and left with a dozen people.
"Haha... Turtle Sun, next time you come here, I'll beat your grandpa so hard that he won't be able to recognize you!" Tie Feng laughed, very happy.
"Are you happy?"
"happy!"
"Dozens of people beat a dozen. If it weren't for Lin Zhi, Mu Fengxing, Mo Yang and the others, they would have lost long ago, and they still have the nerve to be happy!"
"ah?"
After being taught a lesson by Mu Yun, Tie Feng's face turned red and he was speechless.
Indeed, they won solely because of their strength in numbers. If everyone from the four classes gathered here today, they would definitely be the ones to suffer!
"Especially the three of you. I've passed on you the King's Golden Body and the Supreme Inscription Body, not to let you be a tank in the crowd, but to let you rely on your physical strength to fight with the enemy. Look at the three of you.
He is a complete idiot."
"And you, Lin Zhi, what Wuling's marksmanship emphasizes is decisiveness in killing, but decisiveness does not mean just killing. If you just rush, completely ignoring the surroundings, if someone behind you cuts you, you will be finished immediately."
"Mu Fengxing, the Phantom God Sect's most mysterious body movements and assassination martial arts are nothing but shit in your hands!"
Looking at several people, Mu Yun lectured them one by one without sparing any mercy.
"Mo Yang, you..."
"Master!"
Before Mu Yun could speak, Mo Yang made a pop and knelt down on his knees.
"Master, my disciple is incompetent. Master and his wife are separated, so there is nothing that I can do. Master is in Nanyun City, isolated and helpless, and there is nothing that I can do. Today, my disciple is late!"
Dong dong dong...
Mo Yang looked solemn and knelt down to kowtow.
This one, I kowtow sincerely!
"Get up!" Mu Yun smiled bitterly and cursed: "You and I haven't seen each other for a long time. The first time you did something so sensational, Master, I almost cried."
"Let's go, Master will take you to have a good meal!"
"Hey, my master, this is biased. With a swordsman with peak swordsmanship, I, the weapon refiner's apprentice, will no longer be a treasure!"
Among the crowd, a joking voice suddenly sounded.
"Qi Ming, you guys said that, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?" Mo Yang scolded with a smile.
Wait, Qi Ming?
Hearing this name, Tie Feng was a little confused.
Qi Ming, the most outstanding weapon refiner in Leifeng Academy this year, a low-grade mysterious weapon master!
Isn't this guy going to be called as a closed disciple by Master Hongchen?
"Master!"
Qi Ming put away his smile, knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.
Master, master is the one who teaches and teaches, respect is the respect he has for Muyun from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay, okay, now that you two are here, I won't worry anymore!" Mu Yun said happily, looking at the two of them.
"Qiming, Qiming!"
At this moment, another person squeezed out of the crowd. Gu Yufan wiped the sweat from his forehead with one hand and said with a bitter smile: "Qi Ming, Master Hongchen asked me to come to you!"
Qi Ming smiled slightly and said: "Senior Gu, thank you for bringing me here. Please tell Master Hongchen that I already have a master, and his name is Mu Yun!"
"ah?"
Gu Yufan was stunned and looked at Mu Yun: "Master Mu, he is your disciple? No wonder, no wonder, hehe, I will tell Master Hongchen to go!"
Gu Yufan chuckled and left directly.
Qi Ming's talent in weapon refining astonished Master Hongchen. He kept asking who Qi Ming's master was, but Qi Ming still refused to tell him.
I didn’t expect it to be a pastor!
All of this is easy to explain. From the fact that Master Mu took out the Nine Heavens Forging Technique, it can be seen that Master Mu has profound knowledge in refining weapons.
"Let's go. Since you have come to Nanyun City, Master will entertain you well today. My identity as the young patriarch of the Mu family is still of some use. Let's go!"
Laughing loudly, Mu Yun led a group of people and left the martial arts field.
"waste!"
At this moment, in the senior class four, Xiao Buyu's face turned livid, he looked at class leader Zhe Fengyun in front of him and scolded angrily.
"It's just an intermediate class nine. Not to mention a dozen of you, even ten or five of you should be easily dealt with. Look at what you are like now, you are simply embarrassing me!"
"Teacher Xiao, you can't blame us for this matter!" Zhe Fengyun said bitterly: "No one knows how those losers suddenly became so powerful..."