Supreme Divine Emperor

Looking at many students staring at him like a fool, Mu Yun curl one's lip: "Is it cool to be abused by Class 98?"

"Now , Of course, to find the place back, get beaten, and not take revenge. What do you do to become a martial artist? Is it just to be beaten?"

"By the way, for a nobleman to take revenge, ten years is not too Long, it’s a pity that we are not gentlemen, so we don’t have overnight enmity."

"I ask you one last thing, now, if you find Junior Class 98, dare you? If you are instigated, stay in the class. Inside, waiting for the triumphant news to come back."

Mu Yun's words were thrown out in a row, shocking everyone and stunned.

This is what a teacher should have.

Before, they had changed one teacher after another, but every time they were beaten, the teachers made them tolerate and told them not to make trouble.

Forbearance?

Martial artist should endure, but if you endure every time, then it is not a martial artist, it is a black turtle!

"Okay, this time I will play Xuanyuan Zhe personally, crying for father and shouting for mother the group of tortoise bastard!"

Mu Yun just finished his words, one The student stood up and couldn't help but shouted.

The student wore a brocade gown, a black windbreaker, and long eyebrows, but his face was blue and purple at the moment, obviously he was beaten just now.

Xuanyuan Zhe?

"Little Xuan! Since you are so confident, let you come to the first match!" Looking at Xuanyuan Zhe, Mu Yun said earnestly.

"cough cough..." After a dry cough, Xuanyuan Zhe sat down and said: "Teacher Mu, the capable one lives, I can be the alternate, the alternate will do!"

"..."

On the Martial Training Stage, a dozen or so Junior Class 98 students chatted there.

"Class monitor, this time is really enjoyable!"

Looking at the geniuses in the class around him, Wen Feng said with a smile: "Junior Class 9 is just rubbish, thinking Tie Feng can show off one's military strength by pressing Class 10? I yeah!"

"Wen Yang, next time you meet Class 9, you will beat me to death. Anyway, don’t beat me to death. People, there will be no problems, don’t be afraid!"

"Good!"

"haha...class monitor, let me say, Junior Class 9 people, When I see our Junior Class 98 in the future, I’ll take a detour!"

"That is!"

"That's a fart!"

A curse When it sounded, Wen Feng's words were held back, his face flushed.

Who!

"Tie Feng, how dare you come?" Seeing Tie Feng and a large group of Junior Class 9 students behind shuaa, Wen Feng contemptuously said: "Oh, I'm not convinced of losing. Are you ready for a gang fight?"

Wen Feng didn't care.

Tie Feng is only Spirit Acupoint Realm 1st Layer. Although the realm is equivalent to him, the gap between the two is very large.

This is only a moment, and again, Tie Feng still loses.

"Class 98 students, dare you do it again?"

Tie Feng yelled: "I think you should all rest and try again, dare you Don’t dare?"

"Dare you? What's not to dare?"

Wen Feng sneered: "This time, I will let you know what is genius and what is rubbish , Junior Class 9, it’s just waste."

"You..."

"Tie Feng!"

Among the crowd, Mu Yun suddenly walked out and watched Looking at everyone, he said: "Isn't it just a competition, why is it so troublesome?"

"Three competitions, right? Let's decide to play the first match, Huang Wuji, and second match Lin Zhi. third match...Mu Fengxing, you come."

What?

After hearing Mu Yun's arrangement, the Junior Class 9 students stayed.

What does Teacher Mu want to do?

Huang Wuji is the Royal Family Eleventh Prince. This guy knows that he has been beaten all day long. He doesn’t even know how to fight back. In the Royal Family, he has no status. In Junior Class 9, he is also ignored. he.

Lin Zhi, normally being neutral and staying out of trouble, alone, no one knows what his strength is.

It's just that Lin Zhi is the son of Lin Family Patriarch, but he was born to Lin Family servant girl.

If Mu Yun is a Mu Family illégitimaté child with a disgraceful status, then the existence of Lin Zhi is the shame of Lin Family Patriarch.

As for Mu Fengxing...This guy, like a ghost every day, doesn't say a word, as if he is incompatible with the entire world.

These three people don't know how strong they are. Mu Yun actually let them play!

"Teacher Mu, I..." Huang Wuji didn't respond to Mu Yun's words for a long time.

He was stupid throughout childhood, so he was bullied since he was a child. It can be said that he was beaten to a big game. Now let him play at this time...

"It’s okay , I believe in you!"

"Teacher Mu, I refuse!"

"Teacher Mu, I refuse!"

Almost at the same time, Lin Zhi and Mu Fengxing started talking.

"Rejection is invalid!" Mu Yun sullenly said impatiently: "You two must play, not play, knock your legs off."

"..."

Knock a broken leg?

For the entire Seven Sages Academy, I haven't heard of any teacher who dares to threaten students like this!

"Pester and chirp, there is no end? First match, my Wen Yang, come, you Junior Class 9, who will come?"

"Huang Wuji, you come!"

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Mu Yun waved his hand and motioned Huang Wuji to play.

"Yes, teacher!"

Huang Wuji took a sigh of relief and stepped forward, sweating from his palms.

This is the first time he has come forward.

Although he broke through to Fleshy Body 10th Layer Gathering Orifice Realm just now by virtue of spirit liquid, Wen Yang is also Fleshy Body Ten Layers, and he is good at attacking.

He has no advantage at all.

But from the bottom of my heart, I don't understand why Mu Yun let him play, but since he is playing, he doesn't want to lose.

He is a trash and looked down upon by several Imperial Brothers, but he is not stupid. Victory and dignity are what every martial artist desires.

He Huang Wuji is no exception.

Since the fight, we must win!

Since you choose to be beaten, you have to hold on!

He is not good at attacking, so he can defend, defeat, and survive!

"Huang Wuji, although you are a Prince in the Royal Family, today, I’m afraid I’m sorry." Wen Yang banged his hands and said with a smile: "Yes. It's a long face to beat a Prince on the ground."

"Come on!"

Already in a defensive posture, Huang Wuji said with firm eyes.

"Big Jade Spiral Palm!"

shouted in a low voice, Wen Yang stepped forward, volleyed with a palm, scatter the wind and bear the storm, just like before the storm The charge of power, slashed towards Huang Wuji.

Bang...

Huang Wuji greeted him with a punch, banged with a bang, and hit each other with a palm and a punch, and the two figures broke apart.

But Wen Yang only took a step back, while Huang Wuji was with a punch and sat on the ground directly, falling into a dog and eating shit.

"haha..."

Seeing Huang Wuji smashing a dog and eating shit, everyone in Junior Class 98 laughed heartily, and everyone in Class 9 was also dull and blushed.

Seeing this scene, Huang Wuji wanted to admit defeat and regress.

He won't be Wen Yang's opponent at all, how can he win?

Only, seeing Mu Yun, Huang Wuji was taken aback.

At this moment, Mu Yun has a smile on his face. The smile seems to encourage him to stand up again, stand up, and win back the dignity he deserves.

Fiercely nodded, Huang Wuji slapped his chest, looking at Wen Yang, the imposing manner of retreat was not there.

War!

"Yeah..."

With a low growl in his throat, Huang Wuji rushed out again. This time, he had no fear at all.

Bang...

Sprint and be knocked back.

Bang...

Sprint again and be knocked back again.

Bang...

Several times in a row, Huang Wuji rushed forward every time, but every time, he was repelled by Wen Yang.

But Huang Wuji was reluctant to admit defeat.

Fight!

In the bottom of his heart, he always only has such a single thought.

For yourself, for Teacher Mu, for Junior Class 9, fight for it.

Bang...

Once again, Huang Wuji was repelled.

"Damn it, how can this guy be so resistant!"

Wen Yang breathing heavily, with his hands on his thighs, his face wet the ground with sweat.

He forgot how many punches he punched this kid, but every time, Huang Wuji rushed forward again, regardless of life or death.

Where is the competition?

"Come again!"

Riddled with scars on his body, Huang Wuji never said a word, just sprint, back, sprint, back!

Bang...

Another bang sounded. Everyone is already used to it. This time, Huang Wuji might be thrown out a long way again.

Peng...

A silhouette fiercely hit the ground, rolling awkwardly a few times before stopping.

"Wen Yang!"

It's just that, just when everyone thought that it would still be Huang Wuji who threw away this time, a cry of exclamation pulled everyone's eyes back.

It's not Huang Wuji, it's Wen Yang!

Wen Yang will actually be repelled, this is the first time.

"Come again!"

However, at this moment, Huang Wuji doesn't care about those, what he wants is defense, let people come to fight, let Wen Yang use all his strength to hit him.

Wen Yang hurriedly stood up and threw a punch in panic.

Boom...

Boom...

There was a muffled sound, Wen Yang fell down again.

Only this time when he fell down, there was an extra punch mark on Wen Yang's face.

"Come again!"

Huang Wuji has completely beaten hemorrhagic, and has ignored it, just punching.

pēng pēng pēng ……

In the end, Wen Yang was beaten into a pig's head on his face and fell completely under the continuous banging sound. The body twitched a few times. There was no more sound.

Win!

Huang Wuji actually won!

Seeing this scene, not only the people in Junior Class 98 didn't believe it, but everyone in Class 9 also couldn't believe it.

"Teacher Mu, I won... I won!"

"Okay, go down and rest, remember, don’t go to sleep now, and carefully recall every bit of your fight just now. One drop."

"Yes!"

Hearing Mu Yun's blessing, Huang Wuji walked behind everyone, sit cross-legged, and began to comprehend.

"Damn it, I will lose." It is already unconscious to see Wen Yang fall aside, Wen Feng gnashing teeth.

"Class monitor, I can't lose the next two games, let me go." Next to Wen Feng, a rough-looking man shouted yelled.

"Okay, Tuoba Shi, you are Fleshy Body Ten Layers. I believe you, this battle must not be lost."

"No problem!"

Tuoba Shi is 1.9 meters tall, standing there like a hill, looking at Junior Class 9, and shouting: "Next, who will die? In the previous battle, it was our Class 98 that let you, but also Do you really think you are geniuses? I pooh!"

"Lin Zhi, come on!"

"Teacher Mu, I..."

"what so Much nonsense, let you go, believing or not, I will break your leg."

"I...okay!"

Lin Zhi is dressed in a gray shirt and has a figure He was thin, with long hair tied behind his head, helpless to play.