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Text_Chapter 155 The Challenge Begins

Mu Yun snorted coldly, pointed at the corpse of the spiritual beast lying on the ground, and said calmly: "You see clearly, the wounds of the fourth-level spiritual beast, the red feather wolf, were cut by double-edged scissors.

Scissors are the magic weapons used by Wang Xinya. Do any of your students use double-edged scissors?"

"Look again, Wang Xinya's injuries were caused by the Xuan-level low-level martial arts Ting Feng Po Jade Fist and the Liuyu Sword Technique. These two martial arts are both hidden in the academy. They can be investigated. These students of yours

, have you practiced? Look again, the wound on Wang Xinya's arm is obviously a broken bone arm caused by a heavy hammer. Turn around and open your dog eyes to see clearly, what is that good student of yours holding in his hand?"

Behind Xiao Buyu, a student held a giant hammer in his hand.

In just a few minutes, Mu Yun made such an analysis, which Xiao Buyu never expected.

Looking back and glaring at several students, Xiao Buyu said coldly: "Even if my student is greedy for profit, it is naturally up to the dean to judge. Who gave you the right to kill him?"

hehe……

Hearing this, Mu Yun chuckled.

He finally understood!

Xiao Buyu now knew that it was unreasonable and started to blame him for killing Kuo Ming. He was putting the cart before the horse and it was very powerful.

"The dean will judge, so of course I will listen. Now, I want to heal my students. Please stay away, I'm annoyed by it!"

"you……"

Boo hoo hoo...

Suddenly, several figures flew through the sky again.

"Xinya!"

When Wang Xinyu saw her sister injured, she immediately ran over.

"what happened?"

"Ask him!" Looking at Xiao Buyu, Mu Yun said indifferently.

After a few glances, Wang Xinya roughly understood what had happened. She looked at Mu Yun gratefully and then began to treat Wang Xinya's injuries.

At this moment, a figure walked out from the crowd.

"Vice President Luo!"

Seeing that figure, several senior class instructors saluted respectfully.

Luofu! He is the vice-president of Leifeng Academy. Originally, Luofu was handling all matters of Leifeng Academy, but this time Master Hongchen took action personally.

But the three-day test is not short. Master Hongchen, who is crazy about weapon refining, will not waste it.

So the rest of the matter will be left to Vice President Luofu to handle.

"Vice President Luo, the pastor killed the students of my fourth class and asked Vice President Luo to make the decision for my fourth class. Is Leifeng Academy a place that pays attention to rules?"

"Of course!"

Luofu looked at the scene and said immediately: "Mu Yun, although Kuo Ming was wrong, there is no life or death after all. Wang Xinya was only injured. If you killed Kuo Ming, you violated the rules of the academy and you should be punished!"

"However, considering that you are the main instructor of the ninth advanced class, you will appear in the advanced class battle. Therefore, as a punishment, your seven participants in the advanced class battle will be reduced to five!"

What!

Hearing this, Mu Yun laughed!

Damn it, after all, this old guy is in the same group as Xiao Buyu.

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. Vice President Luo, you are using this argument again. Am I right to wait for my students to be killed before I go out and kill Kuo Ming?"

Mu Yun said sternly: "Rules are rules, but please, Vice President, please look at the situation clearly before using the rules to argue."

"what do you mean?"

Luo Fu yelled angrily: "Do you think I'm being unfair? Muyun, of this Leifeng Academy, Hongchen is the dean, but I'm the vice dean. Don't go too far!"

"The number of participants for Advanced Class Nine is five. If there are more than five people, Advanced Class Nine will no longer need to exist and will be completely disbanded."

After the words fell, Luofu threw up his sleeves and left.

"Old fox!"

Watching Luofu leave, Mu Yun had an angry look on his face.

Xiao Buyu sneered, turned and left.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the other people dispersed one by one.

"Pastor, I'm sorry!" Wang Xinya's face turned pale, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Haha...it's okay. There are five of us. Five of us will challenge. Our senior class five will still be the first!"

Mu Yun smiled casually and said.

Seeing Mu Yun's smile, Wang Xinyu also felt apologetic in her heart, and an idea was born in her heart.

Three days of competition went without incident. Three days later, students from each class returned from the Poyun Mountains.

And everyone in senior class nine also knew what happened on the first day!

"Damn it, I think Xiao Buyu did it on purpose. If the Pastoral Master was just having fun for a while, Kuo Ming and others would kill Wang Xinya. By then, even if Kuo Ming was killed, what would happen?" Geng Xinyu said with a look on his face.

said angrily.

"The problem now is not this, but how to fight with five people participating in the game? Five people versus seven people, then it is destined that at least two people will take turns to play."

"Pastors have hurt themselves because they are anxious, so we can't be cowardly and fight for it!"

After hearing what happened to the first born in the Poyun Mountain Range, everyone in Class Nine felt a fire in their hearts.

Finally, the points ranking appeared, and the top seven of Class Nine were Mo Yang, Mu Fengxing, Lin Zhi, Xiao Qingyu, Geng Xinyu, Xuanyuan Zhe, and Huang Wuji!

But now, Xuanyuan Zhe and Huang Wuji cannot participate in the competition.

There are only five people in Class Nine, namely Mo Yang, Mu Fengxing, Lin Zhi, Xiao Qingyu, and Geng Xinyu!

The difficulty of the next battle in the arena can be imagined.

Five people versus seven people, it has to be said that the consumption is too high.

Everyone returned to Leifeng Courtyard. Mu Yun didn't say a word all the way and kept adjusting his breath.

"You must have used a martial art that you can't use now, right? Otherwise, even Xiao Buyu and Wang Xinya would be far behind you."

Seeing that Mu Yun was silent, Lin Xianyu spoke.

"So much nonsense!"

"Actually, to be honest, sometimes I really don't understand you. You couldn't be sure at that time that it would be your students who were in danger. As for being so desperate?"

"Who knows..."

Mu Yun smiled casually, shook his head, and said, "How is it? Are you moved by my great personality? How about staying with me for another three years?"

"You're dreaming!"

Seeing that Mu Yun was still in the mood to joke, Lin Xianyu smiled bitterly and stopped talking.

What Mu Yun used was a movement technique from the Phantom God Sect: Phantom Ghost Step.

This footwork emphasizes the weirdness. Originally, it could only be used after reaching the eighth level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm and opening the Wind Pool Acupoint. He had indeed transcended his own realm.

But Mu Yun didn't expect that the backlash would be so strong.

Among the crowd, Mu Fengxing remained silent as he looked at Mu Yun, who looked a little sad.

He practiced the Phantom Divine Sect that Mu Yun passed down to him, so he naturally knew why Mu Yun was injured.

"Is it worth it?" Looking at Mu Yun, Mu Fengxing murmured in his heart.

The large troops began to rush towards Leifeng Courtyard. Along the way, the atmosphere in each senior class seemed a little lively.

"Hey, have you heard? Senior class nine has failed this time. There are seven people. Only five people can participate in the competition!"

"You deserve it, haha... I see how awesome they are this time, it's really satisfying."

"That's right, when the grasshopper jumped to the ground, he really thought that he was the real dragon emperor? This time, I must kill their spirit."

Hearing that Class 9 was punished and only five players could play, many senior classes began to rejoice.

Entering Leifengyuan, at this moment, the stands around the Leifengyuan martial arts field were already overcrowded.

The Battle of the Senior Class is a must-see.

"You five, follow me!"

Looking at the five Mo Yang people, Mu Yun said: "This time the Eighteenth Class fights, there are challenges at every level. Starting with the Eighteenth Class, they will challenge the Seventeenth Class. The winner will move on. In other words, after eight games,

There will be other classes to challenge our Class 9."

"I feel at ease with the five of you, so when it comes to competition, you have to do what you can. You can't force yourself. If it really doesn't work, I have my own way!"

"Don't worry, Pastor Pastor, I will teach them a lesson!" Xiao Qingyu said eagerly.

"Master, I will try my best!"

"Um!"

Patting a few people on the shoulders, Mu Yun coughed, covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Go and take a rest first, don't put too much pressure on yourself!"

"yes!"

Several people turned around, and Mu Yun took away his palm. There was terrible blood in his palm.

"Isn't it just the Phantom Ghost Step at the fifth level? Why is it so terrifying..." Mu Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking at the blood in his palms, Mu Yun laughed at himself.

"Brother!"

Next to him, Mu Fengxing appeared at some unknown time and handed out a small handkerchief.

"You kid...I'm fine!"

"Brother, don't worry, I will definitely win!"

Mu Fengxing nodded.

In fact, from the beginning, he never thought that Mu Yun would have so much affection for Class Nine.

Even Mu Yun himself had never thought about this.

The second round of competition has completely begun!

First, it’s Class 18 challenging Class 17!

As soon as the battle began, students from both sides began to take the stage one by one and challenge one by one.

Mu Yun had no interest in the previous competition, so he just found a place to recover from his injuries.

He is now at the fifth level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm and has opened up the Guanyuan Acupoint.

At the fifth level, two acupoints are opened, namely the Guanyuan acupoint and the Qihai acupoint. These two acupoints are crucial to the strength of the warrior's true energy explosion.

But now, because Mu Yun activated the Phantom Ghost Step, his body was injured and his meridians were damaged.

On the contrary, it made his true energy burst weaker.

The challenge is very fast, and I'm afraid it won't take half a day for Class 9 to play, so he must recover as soon as possible.

Gradually, time passed bit by bit, and on the field, the cheers, the sounds of excitement, and the sounds of frustration were mixed together, making people's eardrums hurt.

But all of this has nothing to do with Mu Yun.

His mind is settled in his mind, surrounded by soul power, wrapping his thoughts without interference from the outside world.

"Next, Class 11 challenges Class 9!"

Class 11 and Class 10 won the competition. After a short rest, Class 11 began to challenge Class 9.

First, the battle of students!

Five people from Mo Yang stepped onto the ring.

On the other side, Ke Zeming led seven students from Class 11 to play separately.

"Haha... You guys from Class 11, you were actually supposed to challenge Class 8 now. Unfortunately, our class was downgraded by one level. We were forced to jump to the front of the queue. Are you willing?"

"Not willing to give in!"

A loud shout resounded throughout the martial arts field!

(Third update, Snail continues writing Chapter 4!)


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