In the forest, Mo Yang's screams like killing a pig echoed, and the lingering sound lingered...
"Pastor, what are you doing!"
Raising his head and looking at Mu Yun a hundred meters above, Mo Yang roared.
"These fifteen fourth-level monsters are equivalent to fifteen fourth-level warriors in the Breath Realm. Oh, no, they are much stronger than fifteen strong Breath Realm warriors!"
"Kill them and you will have meat to eat tonight. If you can't kill them, you will have meat to eat tonight!"
"ah?"
After hearing this, Mo Yang's face instantly turned pale, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
"It should be easier to give you a sword and a weapon!"
Mu Yun threw down the ordinary long sword he used to practice, smiled slightly and said: "I'm going to sleep first. Oh, by the way, since you dared to peek at Teacher Qin before, I won't help you. If you die, I will leave.
If you are still alive, I will take you away!"
After finishing speaking, Mu Yun's figure disappeared.
"I still have some things to do, so go ahead and do your work first!"
"No……"
Looking at the empty top of the giant tree, Mo Yang felt as if it was the end of the world.
This time, the pastor is not playing around, he is serious!
With a grunt and a gulp of saliva, Mo Yang gradually touched the long sword beside him while looking at the porcupines with wide-eyed eyes around him.
"Brothers, passing by, passing by..."
Holding the sword, Mo Yang stepped back step by step.
But fifteen porcupines surrounded him in the center, and there was no way for him to shrink back.
Hum hum……
A dozen or so porcupines around them made grunting sounds and looked at Mo Yang. The two long teeth on both sides of their mouths glowed bright white.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen porcupines stood upside down with sharp thorns on their bodies, making rustling sounds.
Looking at the sharp thorns that were like thin arrows, Mo Yang's whole body leaned forward slightly.
This is the method Qin Mengyao taught him before. When facing the besieging enemies, he should lean forward slightly and look at all the weaknesses around him.
In this way, we can react and respond as quickly as possible.
Hum hum…
Suddenly, a porcupine made a thick nasal sound, and its fat body rushed straight towards Mo Yang's back like a cannonball.
"Go away!"
After all, Mo Yang was a third-level physical warrior of the Changing Tendon Realm. At the critical moment, he turned around and stabbed out with his sword, forcing him to attack the charging porcupine.
Puff puff...
However, the porcupine is a fourth-level monster after all. It is extremely powerful and has dense spikes naturally growing all over its body. Under this thorn, not only did Mo Yang not touch the porcupine's body, but he was covered in scars.
Blood streaks spurted out from the spikes all over the porcupine's body. Mo Yang couldn't help but smacked his mouth, but he cursed Mu Yun in his heart.
No wonder, no wonder Mu Yun was so kind before and let him take a medicinal bath for ten days. It turned out to be a premeditated plan.
"Huh?"
However, just when Mo Yang felt that he was going to die here in his prime, those dense wounds on the surface of his body were actually healing bit by bit!
"Medicated bath……"
At this moment, Mo Yang could clearly feel that in every corner of his body, there seemed to be a steady stream of gentle power mobilizing and operating.
Those powers are like small squirming insects, repairing the wounds on the surface of the body bit by bit.
"Hell, let's fight!"
Feeling the recovery of strength in his body, Mo Yang felt encouraged.
At this time, Mu Yun didn't know where he ran and could only rely on himself.
Either life or death.
If he dies here, then the Mo family business will really belong to Mo Hai and his son!
"kill!"
With a low shout, Mo Yang held the sword in his hand and sword flowers flew into the sky.
"Is this really okay?" Qin Mengyao said with a worried look on a towering tree a hundred meters away, frowning.
"What's wrong?"
Taking a bite of the wild fruit, Mu Yun said nonchalantly: "Your teachings gave him some pointers, but the real challenges cannot be learned through training. I also feel that such training is too light."
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"Too light?"
Qin Mengyao was speechless for a moment.
Mo Yang was originally an idle disciple, and he was only at the third-level physical body of Changing Tendons. Facing a dozen porcupines that were stronger than the fourth-level physical body of the warriors at the strong breath level, how could he be his opponent?
Not to mention a group of them, just one is enough to kill him.
"Don't worry, you're still here, aren't you?" Mu Yun waved his hand indifferently and said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first. You can watch him here!"
"You...as a mentor, you put your students in danger, but you ran aside to watch the fun, you..."
"Please, Miss Qin!"
Mu Yun said with a mournful face: "This week, do you know how many spiritual stones this kid spent on me for taking medicinal baths from morning to night every day? Forty-nine thousand five hundred yuan! That's all my savings!"
"I'm still here watching the excitement, but this guy will die tonight!"
Mu Yun said, but ignored Qin Mengyao, his figure flashed, fell from the tree, and headed towards the depths of the Beiyun Mountains.
"This guy……"
Looking at the direction Mu Yun was leaving, Qin Mengyao curled her lips and said, "You obviously care about me, but you act like you don't care!"
Night gradually fell, and with a pop, Mo Yang knelt on his knees, his body soaked with blood and sweat, and his eyes could not see where the pupils were.
"No way...are you going to die here?"
As he murmured in his mouth, looking at the seven or eight porcupines staring eagerly in front of him, Mo Yang felt an unwillingness to rise in his heart, and finally, with a thud, he smashed into the ground.
Hum hum…
Seeing the complete defeat of the human beings in front of them, the seven or eight animals snorted and cautiously approached step by step.
Bang bang bang...
Just when the seven or eight porcupines were approaching Mo Yang, preparing to kill the human before them completely, ice picks suddenly flew through the air and killed the seven or eight porcupines one by one.
"Fifteen porcupines, this guy ran away and fought all the way, and actually killed seven of them, which is equivalent to seven Breath Realm warriors!"
Looking at Mo Yang who fell to the ground, Qin Mengyao opened her mouth slightly.
"Huh?"
Walking in front of Mo Yang and bending down, Qin Mengyao was surprised to find that the scarred and bloody wounds all over Mo Yang's body were actually healing bit by bit...
"Medicated bath……"
Qin Mengyao suddenly became thoughtful.
At the end of the day, Mo Yang fell into a deep sleep.
In a daze, he felt someone pulling his leg and dragging him...
"uh-huh……"
The next day, early in the morning, Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes.
What he saw was the academy's training room. There was a warm atmosphere all over his body, and he was currently in the medicine barrel.
"woke up?"
"Mu Yun, ah! You...you...you bastard, you almost killed me, almost killed me!"
Seeing Mu Yun, Mo Yang couldn't help but jump up and scream.
boom……
Mu Yunfeng landed a soft punch, and a lump appeared on Mo Hai's head, and then he calmed down.
"I almost killed you, are you dead now?"
"No...but..."
"Why are we fussing without you?" Mu Yun frowned and said, "After taking a medicinal bath all night, you should quickly feel the breath in your body and accumulate the accumulation of yesterday's battle!"
right!
After hearing Mu Yun's words, Mo Yang reacted.
His breath converged, Mo Yang sat in the medicine bucket, his breathing gradually became steady.
Under this reaction, Mo Yang almost collapsed.
The physical body's third level of tendon-changing realm has the strength of five oxen. Originally, although he entered the third level, he can only barely be regarded as the strength of five oxen.
But now, he can clearly feel that every part of his body is full of explosive power.
The power of six oxen!
A life and death battle gave him the power of six bulls.
If he continues like this, in a few days, he will be able to enter the state of strong breath and have the power of nine cows and two tigers in his body!
"Tch, look at the excitement on your face!"
Just when Mo Yang was secretly happy, Mu Yun suddenly said: "How can you increase the strength of an ox in one day?"
"Don't forget, mentor, I only have one month to go from the first level to the seventh level of Condensing Yuan Realm. One day, you can be as happy as me!"
Hearing Mu Yun's words, Qin Mengyao on the other side said slightly: "Teacher Mu, if not, let's compete first to see who can step into the tenth level of the spiritual aperture first!"
"..."
Comparing myself with you? I’m just looking for death!
A warrior with the ice phoenix spirit in his body is simply a natural darling.
Mu Yun could feel that in a few days, Qin Mengyao would be able to enter the realm of the tenth level of the physical body!
It is not unreasonable to say that comparing people to others can make people angry.
For ten days in a row, Mu Yun ran away three times.
Every day, he explains the knowledge of weapon refining to Qi Ming, conducts drills, answers questions about Miao Xianyu, and takes Mo Yang to the Beiyun Mountains. He must always be careful not to accidentally kill this guy.
"Haha... The fourth level of physical vitality, with the power of nine oxen and two tigers, I now feel that I have ten thousand kilograms of strength in my body! Haha..."
In the Beiyun Mountains, Mo Yang danced excitedly.
Originally, it would take him a year to enter the fourth level of vitality realm based on his own talent, but in less than half a month, under Mu Yun's devilish training, he did it!
Simply amazing!
But Mo Yang knew that the reason why he had reached this point was because of Mu Yun.
Especially after he learned that Mu Yun did not hesitate to spend tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones to buy elixirs for him, and even prepared medicinal baths for him every day, often late into the night.
And in the past ten days, every time he trained, Mu Yun would venture to the depths of the Beiyun Mountains to find better elixirs and prepare medicinal baths for him.
"Mo Hai, there are less than ten days left, just wait for me, I, Mo Yang, am here!"
With a low shout, Mo Yang rushed into the mountains again, looking for prey.
These days, Mu Yun no longer arranges tasks for him, but he takes the initiative to find prey and bet on life and death to improve his strength.
In Beiyun College, in a tutor's office, Diao Yadong sat on the chair, listening to the report of the person in front of him.
"For more than half a month, Mu Yun has taken Mo Yang to the Beiyun Mountains for training every day. Mo Yang has entered the fourth level of vitality today."
"Moreover, Qi Ming, under the guidance of Mu Yun, never left the weapon refining room. I don't know what he was doing!"
"Miao Xianyu only works in the Shengdan Pavilion and the alchemy room of the academy every day. What exactly he is doing is unknown!"
Listening to the report of his subordinates, Diao Yadong gradually frowned, but after a while, he slowly relaxed again.