Peerless Daoist

Just for a moment, there was no one in tianwu Pavilion who could still stand except Lu Yu.

Song Yang also fell down on the ground, his face ferocious, trembling and towering. He had no strength all over his body.

Lu Yu's roar just now frightened his mind. Now Song Yang feels that the golden elixir in his body is shaking slightly.

"Sure enough, he is a monk of evil ways. Even his moves are so despicable, I will tell the discipline hall to punish you!" Song Yang's eyes are full of anger.

Bang!

Lu Yu hits Song Yang with a fist.

Song Yangru was struck by lightning. He curled up and fell to the ground.

Lu Yu squatted down and looked at Song Yang. He said faintly, "tell me, what time is it now?"

"Asshole! This is the White Deer Academy. Don't be wild... "

Bang!

Lu Yu Hit Song Yang again, this time.

Song Yang cried out with pain. He felt that all the bones of his body were falling apart. He didn't dare to say more.

"Speak, what time is it?" Lu Yu asked again.

This time, Song Yang didn't dare to say much. He replied honestly: "not yet..."

"Do you know what to do when the bell rings ten times?" Lu Yu slapped a book directly on Song Yang's face.

This book is a Book of sages.

When Song Yang saw the book, he immediately understood what Lu Yu meant.

An unprecedented sense of humiliation was brewing in his mind.

"I am a disciple of the inner school. According to the rules, I can arrange my own time without reading!" Song Yang gnawed his teeth.

Lu Yu's mouth slightly raised.

, "sorry, I has the final say today, Wu Ge." Lu Yu takes a token out of his arms.

A genuine Qi fell into the token, and the token immediately gave off a dazzling light, which was suspended in the air.

The word "lecturer" emerges from the token.

Those disciples who were still lying on the ground could not believe their eyes when they saw this scene.

"Are you a lecturer?" A disciple said in a trembling voice.

When will there be a lecturer in tianwu pavilion?

The last time there was a lecturer, it was a year ago.

And he is so young, even in this day's Wu Pavilion, he is young enough.

"When it's time, don't you go to class with your book?" Lu Yu said in a deep voice.

Some of the disciples were scared to death and dared to contradict the lecturer. In Bailu academy, it was the same felony as practicing heresy.

The more than 70 disciples who had stayed here suddenly left many, leaving only four or five.

These people are all monks of jiedan realm.

"And you?" Lu Yu looks at them.

Song Yang stood among these people and bravely said, "we are all inner disciples. According to the rules, we don't need to continue to practice Wen Dao! What's more, we are following the example of gongyezi and becoming a saint with martial arts. Why not

"here, I has the final say."

As soon as Lu Yu opened his mouth, he interrupted Song Yang.

Seeing that Lu Yu was still unconvinced, Lu Yu continued: "with your little means, you can bully people who are lower than you. Bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, so cultivate the mentality, you also deserve to become a saint? "

Song Yang was reprimanded red in the face.

The reason why he won a hundred battles in tianwu pavilion was that he only chose those who were weaker than him to fight.

"You can refuse to accept it. When you defeat me, you can also do without reading."

Lu Yu said coldly: "give you ten rest time. If you don't go to class, you will get out of tianwu Pavilion by yourself."