Mu Yun pointed his finger at Yan Yunyu and sneered: "As the main instructor of the senior class, I can't believe that you climbed up with such a shameless spirit."
"Why, let Bai Xiaoluo play in the first game and consume Mo Yang. Are you afraid that our Class 9 will beat you? There are four people participating in the game and the outcome will be determined in seven games. Are you still so timid?"
"I'm telling you, Yan Yunyu, you are a coward!"
"Master Pastor, I hope you will be more careful with your words. I have already made a concession. What else do you want? Leifeng Courtyard is not the home of your pastoral family. You can do whatever you want!"
Yan Yunyu's face turned cold and he shouted.
"You made a concession? Do I need you to make a concession?" Mu Yun said disdainfully: "Three games, two wins and one draw. Are you a good senior class?"
"you……"
"Isn't it? Even Liu Yun, who is ranked second, can make my students fight to the death. Do you think you can win the competition?"
Yan Yunyu said coldly: "Whether you win the game or not depends not on words, but at least you, Mu Yun, are not my opponent!"
"I? Not your opponent?"
Mu Yun smiled.
"Okay, in that case, Yan Yunyu, do you dare to fight with me, Mu Yun? In this battle, I will win. My senior class nine ranks first, and I deserve it. If I lose, I, Mu Yun, will win in front of thousands of people."
In front of you, I kneel down and apologize."
"Dare you, or don't you dare?"
"How dare you not?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Yan Yunyu's mouth. What he was waiting for was Mu Yun's move.
Next, the game will continue. Except for Chen Yuxuan, who may win the first round, his team may not be Mo Yang's opponent.
Now, since Mu Yun is willing to challenge him, he is naturally willing to skip other competitions and come directly to the mentor battle.
When Mu Yun fought with Li Zelin, he relied on his peak sword power.
But with him, the peak swordsmanship is no match for him.
Because he is at the eighth level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm and is the top expert in opening up the Fengchi Acupoint.
At this moment, Mu Yun was also a little excited.
The reason why he deliberately insulted Luofu was to provoke Yan Yunyu.
If the senior class nine has seven players on the field, plus Huang Wuji and Xuanyuan Zhe, Mu Yun is fully confident that the senior class nine can win easily.
But this is not the case. The game was unfair from the beginning. In the next game, with the temperaments of Mo Yang and Geng Xinyu, they would definitely rather die than win.
He didn't want to see his students working so hard, and if their lives were in danger, they would regret it for the rest of their lives.
He simply stood up and angered Luofu and Yan Yunyu. He and the proverb said that the outcome would be determined by a battle.
This battle was also the battle he longed for.
In the limit, break through yourself, in the limit, challenge yourself.
Even if he is the reincarnation of the Immortal King, he is only in the early stage of the fifth level of the spiritual acupoint realm and has opened up the Guanyuan acupoint.
The gap between him and Yan Yunyu is the fifth level late Qihai point, the sixth level Mingmen point, the Shenshu point, the seventh level Shenque point, a full four levels.
What a world of difference!
Even if he had mastered the Heavenly Thunder Divine Body Technique to the extreme, and combined the Wuxin Sword Manual with the Xu Sword Power, he was not sure that he would be able to defeat Yan Yunyu.
However, instead of letting his students work hard, it is better to let him work hard.
This is Mu Yun's choice and Mu Yun's domineering attitude.
"Mu Yun, you said this yourself. If you lose, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake. If you defeat me, as the chief instructor of the advanced class, how can I have the face to do it?"
"There is so much nonsense. I, Mu Yun, are not afraid of people dying or birds flying in the sky. Are you, Yan Yunyu, the first instructor of the advanced class, still afraid?"
"Afraid?"
Yan Yunyu sneered and stepped directly onto the ring.
Mu Yun turned around and shouted to Nian Lingjin: "You bitch, don't touch my students. If you die, I will tear down your Xiao family!"
Smelly bitches?
Hearing Mu Yun's cry, Nian Lingjin's whole body couldn't help but tremble.
What do you call your students?
That is the son I, Nian Lingjin, gave birth to in ten months’ gestation. I feel sorry for him more than you do!
Mu Yun didn't care about this and stepped directly onto the ring.
The Green Dragon Sword was already in his hand.
In this battle, Mu Yun just wants to have fun and fight hard.
"Mu Yun, what you rely on is only your peak sword intention, right?" Yan Yunyu sneered: "Today, I will let you see how ridiculous your sword intention is."
After the words fell, a sonorous sound sounded.
In Yan Yunyu's hand, he held a big knife tightly.
The broadsword is nearly one meter long and as wide as a palm. The entire back of the blade is inlaid with three rings. The blade is as sharp as a cicada's wing.
Looking at the big knife in Yan Yunyu's hand, someone in the audience immediately recognized it.
"This is a sword that was auctioned in the Juxian Pavilion some time ago. It was finally bought by a man in black for 150,000 medium-grade spiritual stones. I didn't expect it to be Yan Yun Jade."
"Big knife? Have you ever seen Yan Yunyu use a knife?"
"No, in my impression, doesn't Yan Yunyu never use a knife?"
Seeing Yan Yunyu suddenly take out the big knife, everyone present was stunned for a moment.
Yan Yunyu actually uses a knife?
However, his own strength is already terrifying, and his sword skills are probably beyond anyone's guess.
"Mu Yun, do you think your peak sword intent is very strong?"
Yan Yunyu sneered: "No matter how strong you are, can you compare to my sword power?"
Sword power!
Hearing Yan Yunyu's words, the entire martial arts field was in an uproar and was completely shocked.
Yan Yunyu actually understood the power of the sword.
Just like the sword's intention, the sword also has the sword's intention. Above the sword's intention, it is the sword's power.
However, Yan Yunyu has never used a sword, so how could anyone know that he actually understood the power of the sword.
It turns out that Yan Yunyu has always been the one who has hidden the most!
"The power of the sword..."
On the pavilion tower, Zhang Zihao was smiling.
"The sword is the tyrant among the divine weapons. However, compared with the sword, the sword disciple has the power of domineering, but there is no tactful intention. Therefore, the sword is the king of weapons, and it can only be called the
The King of Weapons."
"However, sword power versus virtual sword power is interesting, interesting!"
Zhang Zihao nodded slightly and stood on the tower, letting the breeze blow his hair.
"Mu Yun, take my move first!"
Yan Yunyu couldn't wait to teach Mu Yun a lesson. Previously, he loudly named Yan Yunyu and insulted him. Yan Yunyu is a waste. Now, you will know who is a waste after a comparison!
"I'm afraid you won't make it!"
Mu Yun, pick up the sword and move forward.
He is not afraid of Yan Yunyu's sword power. The sword power is very powerful, but he is more confident in his swordsmanship.
boom……
As soon as the battle between the two began, the entire arena began to roar.
Some warriors were surprised to find that the swords in their hands rushed towards the two of them uncontrollably.
This is the horror of the sword force and the virtual sword force.
The title "King of Hundreds of Weapons" and "Emperor of Hundreds of Weapons" is not random.
boom……
Boom boom...
Boom boom boom...
Above the arena, dust and sand filled the sky, and two figures came and went, drinking and mingling with each other, and the shadows of swords and swords.
This is the real battle of overlords.
"Wind Qi Yun Zhan!"
"Heaven Breaking Style!"
Two loud shouts sounded at the same time, two figures came and went, and the sound of swords and howls of knives rushed into the eardrums of everyone present.
At this moment, they had completely forgotten that Mu Yun was only at the fifth-level early stage Guanyuan acupoint realm, while Yan Yunyu was at the eighth-level Fengchi acupoint realm.
In their eyes, there is only a peak showdown between a peerless swordsman and a peerless swordsman.
"The sky moves a sword!"
With a loud shout, Mu Yun did not defend at all at this moment, but only attacked.
"Emperor style!"
Compared to Mu Yun, Yan Yunyu was also furious. He slashed out with a sword, and the light of the sword shot hundreds of feet straight into the sky.
It can be seen that the sword light and sword light converge at their peak at this moment.
Puff puff...
Two thumping sounds sounded, and two figures retreated from each other.
It can be seen that a knife mark spreads from the abdomen to the bottom of the throat on Mu Yun's chest, and the banging of his ribs is suddenly visible.
On the other side, the same is true for Yan Yunyu.
A sword mark slid almost from Yan Yunyu's shoulder to his thigh, and blood dripped and flowed continuously.
But at this moment, the two of them had no time to care at all, their eyes were always staring at each other.
"Pooh!"
Mu Yun spat out a large pool of dirty blood, and the corners of Mu Yun's mouth were filled with smiles.
"Eighth Level Wind Pool Point, Yan Yunyu, what can you do to me?"
It was only at this moment that everyone suddenly remembered that, yes, there was a four-fold gap between the two, but Mu Yun was able to put Yan Yunyu together like this.
If Mu Yun reaches the eighth level of Fengchi Point, can Yan Yunyu still be able to resist this step?
"How? Kill you!"
The Spiritual Devouring Knife drew an electric arc on the ground. Yan Yunyu held the long knife and looked at Mu Yun like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
A sizzling sound sounded, and for a moment, Yan Yunyu's blade turned extremely red.
fire!
Beast fire!
Yan Yunyu actually possesses beast fire.
In this moment, everyone felt that the whole world was in complete chaos.
This Yan Yunyu is simply a monster.
With his strength, serving as the main instructor of the senior class is simply unworthy. With his strength, he is qualified to be the special instructor of Leifeng Academy.
At the eighth level of the Wind Pond, you can comprehend the power of the sword and possess the beast fire. With such ability and potential, no one can compare with it!
Beast fire?
Mu Yun smiled.
Yes, he does not have beast fire, but he has a more domineering existence than beast fire.
The long sword was raised, the tip pointed straight at the sky.
boom……
In a moment, a bolt of thunder and lightning fell from the sky.
The thunder and lightning struck directly at the tip of Mu Yun's sword, and the entire long sword was immediately engulfed by lightning.
madman!
They are all crazy!
Seeing this scene, the entire martial arts field completely exploded, and tens of thousands of people began to rush outside crazily.
One has animal fire in his body, and the other dares to risk his life by borrowing thunder from the sky. These two people are simply crazy to the extreme, crazy to the point of risking their lives.
"Sword power? Beast fire, so what?"
"Killing you is enough!"
"Still like nonsense so much!"
The sound between the two suddenly stopped.
"The sword rises at sunset!"
"The sword will destroy everything!"
As if they had made an appointment, Mu Yun and Yan Yunyu stepped out almost at the same time.
One sword carries the power of the sword, and the animal fire serves as the attack.
One sword uses the force of the virtual sword and the force of thunder and lightning.
This ultimate battle seems to be coming to an end at this moment.