Chapter 147

Mu Yun laughed, and said, "Go, go back and have a look, I want to see, how dare those bastards from Senior Class 4 bully my Intermediate Class 9!"

Hearing Muyun's words, Xuanyuanzhe and the others immediately became interested.

The teacher pastor is a cow. He said this as if they were an advanced class and the fourth class was just an intermediate class.

Leifengyuan, above the huge martial arts arena, banners were pulled up at this moment, with eye-catching titles written on them.

"Intermediate class 12, the main tutor is Fang Yulan, who was once a master of the spirit list in Leifeng Institute, and taught students who are masters of the dragon list."

"Elementary class twenty-six, the main tutor."

At this moment, the entire martial arts arena is almost occupied by the banners of more than a hundred classes of Leifeng Institute. Recruiting students is a major event for every class.

The infusion of fresh blood is the ultimate motivation for class promotion.

The academy arranged for the newly recruited students to choose their own class, so that these students could choose a class that suits them.

But at this moment, in front of the recruiting positions of Intermediate Class Nine, a large group of people gathered together, very lively.

"Tie Feng, Mo Yang is the number one kendo genius recruited in the three levels this time. Entering your Intermediate Class Nine, should you bury the talent and gain acquaintance, or give it to our Advanced Fourth Class!"

In front of the crowd, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy said proudly: "Our main tutor is Xiao Buyu, in Leifeng Academy, needless to say, you should also know, what can Mo Yang do in your Intermediate Class Nine? It's burying a genius."

"Screw your shit!"

Hearing Zhe Fengyun's words, Tie Feng let out a yell, and scolded: "Zhe Fengyun, you don't have any skills in the senior fourth class, so don't mess around here, Mo Yang is willing to enter our ninth class, that's because of the strong charm of the pastor ,what do you know?"

"The purpose of the college's recruitment is to allow students to choose the class that suits them best. You are so powerful and treat the rules of the college like dirt. Besides, Mo Yang is not willing to go with you."

"Is it Mo Yang?"

Mo Yang nodded and said, "Well, this senior, I just want to join Intermediate Class Nine, sorry."

"Mo Yang, don't worry about it. This sharp tongue must have confused you. When you come to our fourth class, you will know how powerful the fourth class is."

"Oh, so you say, Zhe Fengyun, you want to make a move!"

"If you do it, you can do it, and you are worthy of your Intermediate Class Nine!"

"Made, beat them!"

Tie Feng yelled angrily, and rushed up with a dozen people from Class 9. Zhe Fengyun was originally the monitor of Senior Class 4, so he couldn't bear it now, and immediately rushed up with everyone from Class 4.

"trouble!"

Watching the battle between the two sides, Mu Fengxing shook his head helplessly, and after a few flashes, he joined the battle group.

At the same time, Lin Zhi who came back rushed into the crowd with a spear in hand, not to be outdone.

During this period of time, he practiced the Wuling spear technique passed down to him by Muyun, and his spear technique was perfect. He rushed into the crowd with a roar.

However, although Class Nine has the advantage in numbers, Senior Class Four is an advanced class after all, and everyone in the class has reached the third level of the Spirit Point Realm, so there is no way to show weakness.

For a while, Class Ninth gradually fell into a disadvantage.

If it weren't for Lin Zhi and Mu Fengxing's amazing strength, Class Ninth might have been defeated.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yang felt a headache.

"Hey, if you dare to beat the people in our ninth class, you will die!"

At this moment, three burly men rushed up, directly rushing into the crowd like meat tanks.

"Boy, don't you go up and let go of your hands?"

Just as Mo Yang was watching the chaotic scene, a voice rang in his ears.

"But I..."

Mo Yang just wanted to explain, but when he came back to his senses, he looked at the not strong figure standing in front of him, but he froze in place.

"As a member of Class Ninth, it's natural to show your skills! Besides... it's the order of the master!"

Mo Yang smiled slightly, and unsheathed the long sword behind his back.

It is still the top-grade mortal weapon Qingque sword, the long sword remains the same, but the human is more than ten times stronger than before.

Mo Yang's long sword was out of its sheath, and the Qingque sword was just a simple high-grade mortal weapon. For warriors in the spiritual cave, mortal weapons were no longer enough.

But Mo Yang still uses this sword.

Just because, this is the master who changed his life, personally forged for him.

"Nine Heaven-killing Styles!"

As soon as the sword came out, the entire fighting scene changed instantly.

The nine forms of Zhutian were taught to Mo Yang by Mu Yun when he left, but what surprised Mu Yun was that he did not expect that Mo Yang could reach such a state.

"Peak Sword Intent... Good boy, you almost fooled me too!"

Seeing Mo Yang's long sword in his hand, entering three times and exiting three times, like entering no man's land, Mu Yun deeply realized that this kid is no longer the brat who made trouble in his first class.

It is an eagle with spread wings, soaring into the sky.

"Hey, this is the sword intent!"

Xuanyuan Zhe dodged to avoid the aftermath of Mo Yang's sword strike, but there was still a red mark on his arm.

One must know that what he cultivated was the King Ba Golden Body, and he was extremely clear about the effect of the King Ba Golden Body on the strength of the body, but he was almost broken by Mo Yang's sword.

"monster!"

Seeing Mo Yang swaying the long sword in the crowd, Xuanyuan Zhe hurriedly avoided the sword energy.

With the joining of several people, more than a dozen people in the fourth class discovered that they were gradually losing to their opponents.

What a joke!

They are the senior class four, how could they lose to the intermediate class?

Although the opponents have an advantage in numbers, but with their realm and strength, at least they can pick three or four.

But now, these bastards from Class Nine actually picked four of them one by one.

Mo Yang, who was holding a long sword in his hand, was unstoppable in his sword intent, and Mu Fengxing of the shepherd family, usually looked weak, but now it was an explosive attack.

The Lin family, Lin Zhi, who was holding a spear in his hand, also had a completely reckless killing method.

Is that human being?

Especially those strong men, rushing into the crowd, they are simply extremely strong shields, which cannot be broken or hurt at all.

This is the intermediate class? Just kidding.

"Walk!"

Seeing that a dozen people were about to lose, Zhe Fengyun gritted his teeth, shouted angrily, and led a dozen people away.

"Haha... grandson, come again next time, your grandpa won't even recognize you!" Tie Feng laughed heartily.

"Are you happy?"

"happy!"

"Dozens of people fought against a dozen or so. If it weren't for Lin Zhi, Mu Fengxing, and Mo Yang, they would have lost a long time ago, and they still have the face 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 the victory entirely because of their large number of people. If everyone from Class 4 gathered here today, they would definitely suffer!

"Especially the three of you, I passed on your king's golden body and supreme inscription body, not for you to be meat tanks in the crowd, but for you to fight against the enemy with the strength of your body, look at the three of you One, a complete idiot."

"And you, Lin Zhi, Wuling marksmanship emphasizes decisiveness in killing and cutting, but decisiveness in killing and cutting is not just about killing, you just rush, completely ignoring the surroundings. If someone behind you strikes you with a knife, you will be finished immediately."

"Mu Fengxing, the Phantom God Sect can be said to be the most mysterious movement technique and assassination martial skill. In your hands, it becomes a piece of shit!"

Looking at the few people, Muyun taught them a lesson one by one, without showing any sympathy.

"Mo Yang, you..."

"Master!"

Before Mu Yun could speak, Mo Yang knelt down on his knees with a thud.

"Master, this disciple is incompetent. Master and his wife are separated, and this disciple is powerless. Master is alone in Nanyun City, and this disciple is powerless. Today, this disciple is too late!"

Boom boom boom...

With a solemn expression, Mo Yang knelt down and kowtowed.

This head, knocking sincerely!

"Get up!" Mu Yun smiled wryly, and scolded: "It's been a long time since you and I have seen each other. It's the first time you've done something so sensational. Master, I almost cried."

"Go, Master will take you to have a good meal!"

"Hey, hey, Master is biased. With a swordsman with the peak sword intent, I, an apprentice of a crafting master, is no longer a treasure!"

Among the crowd, a joking voice suddenly sounded.

"Qi Ming, if you say that, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?" Mo Yang scolded with a smile.

Wait, Qi Ming?

Hearing this name, Tie Feng couldn't turn his head around.

Qi Ming, the most outstanding weapon refiner in Leifeng Academy this year, a low-grade profound weapon master!

Isn't this guy Master Hongchen calling him a closed disciple?

"Master!"

Qi Ming put away his smile, knelt down, and kowtow respectfully.

Master, the master is preaching and teaching, and respect is his respect for Muyun from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, okay, I won't worry if you two come here!" Looking at the two of them, Mu Yun said happily.

"Qi Ming, Qi Ming!"

At this moment, another person squeezed out from the crowd, Gu Yufan wiped the sweat from his forehead with one hand, and said with a wry smile: "Qi Ming, Master Hongchen asked me to come to you!"

Qi Ming smiled slightly: "Senior Gu, thank you for bringing me here, please tell Master Hongchen that I already have a master, and his name is Muyun!"

"ah?"

Gu Yufan was stunned, and looked at Muyun: "Master Mu, is he your apprentice? No wonder, no wonder, hehe, I'll tell Master Hongchen to go!"

Gu Yufan smiled and left directly.

Qi Ming's talent in crafting made Master Hongchen astonished. He kept asking who Qi Ming's master was, but Qi Ming kept silent.

I didn't expect it to be a teacher pastor!

That's all very easy to explain. Taking out the Nine Heavens Forging Art from Teacher Mu, it can be seen that Teacher Mu has profound attainments in the process of refining weapons.

"Let's go, since you have come to Nanyun City, today, Master will entertain you well. My status as the young patriarch of the shepherd family is still useful. Let's go!"

Laughing loudly, Mu Yun left the martial field with a group of people.

"waste!"

At this moment, Xiao Buyu's face was livid in the fourth senior class, looking at the class leader Zhe Fengyun in front of him, he angrily reprimanded.

"A mere Intermediate Class Nine, not to mention a dozen of you, even if there are ten or five of you, it should be easy to solve it. Look at your current appearance, it's embarrassing to me!"

"Mr. Xiao, you can't blame us for this matter!" Zhe Fengyun said bitterly, "No one knows how those trash can suddenly become so powerful..."