Chapter 159
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"Die!"
The victory or defeat is obvious, but Ziyu dares to fight. At this time, if Moyang still bears it, he will not be Muyun's apprentice!
With a puff, the green Jiao sword in the sheath of the Moyang sword immediately came out of the body, and a blood line floated along the sky.
Ziyu screamed, and the dagger of both hands fell to the ground again, and two blood lines were clearly visible in his palm.
"The victory or defeat is clear. You still attack secretly and try to die, don't you?"
"The victory or defeat is not clear. If you don't kill me, you won't win me."
"If it weren't for the rules, you would be a dead body now."
Looking at Ziyu, Moyang said coldly.
This time, Moyang obviously had the upper hand, but Ziyu was unwilling to lose, so he did it again. Even Luofu had nothing to say.
"Waste, waste!"
He shouted out three wastes one after another. Ciyu's face was gloomy and terrible, and his eyebrows were locked together.
"This is the fourth game, song Jingcai. I don't need to tell you what to do?"
"Yes, mentor!"
The fourth game, the most important one, if the senior class 5 loses, it will lose completely. If the senior class 5 wins, it will still be possible to win.
Song Jingcai, the monitor of senior class five, the quintuple of spirit cave realm, and the genius who opened up the realm of Qihai cave, has good strength. What's more, the most frightening thing is that this person is simply carved out of the same mold as Ci Yu.
The fourth game, mu Fengxing comes on!
Song Jingcai, with a fierce hand, fought with his opponent not by dodging and defense, but by exchanging life for life.
This means of fighting is extremely dangerous.
However, this was the way song Jing played in the battle of becoming famous. Later, he was seriously injured and forced a martial artist twice higher than him to admit defeat.
Unless such a madman is completely knocked down, the battle will never end.
This is well known.
"Mu Fengxing, I lost to you two years ago. Now, I won't lose to you again!" Looking at mu Fengxing, song Jingcai said.
Two years ago, he and mufengxing were both junior students. There was a war between them. That war was his shame.
Now, two years later, facing the pastoral seal again, song Jingcai is already the monitor of senior class 5.
He thought that because of the blow of that incident, mufengxing would curl up in the junior class all his life, but he didn't expect that the junior class 9 would be promoted all the way to become the senior class 9.
However, mu Fengxing can actually suppress the shadow of the past in his heart. Now he goes to war on behalf of senior class 9.
"If I'm defeated by the defeated generals of my former subordinates, I'll be a shepherd, and I won't practice in this life." Looking at Song Jingcai, Mu Feng walked lightly.
"You nine classes are really more arrogant than one!"
"Arrogance also needs capital!"
As soon as they enter the challenge arena, they are full of gunpowder. They are ready to go to war.
"Start!"
With a low cry, the two figures suddenly collided with each other.
The body method of Mufeng practice is strange and fast. What's surprising is that song Jingcai's body method is equally strange and unpredictable.
At the moment, the two figures completely intersect in the challenge arena, making it impossible to see who has the advantage and who has the disadvantage.
"How's it going?"
"It should be the Mufeng line that has the advantage, but song Jingcai's means are cruel and ruthless. He completely trades injury for injury. Mufeng line doesn't want to get hurt, so he drags it."
"This song Jingcai is despicable!" Xiao Qingyu said.
"I can't say that. Song Jingcai didn't work hard, and class five was defeated, so he will fight to the death, but the closure of the bank will consider the next game, so he can't let go of his hands and feet to fight, at least to ensure that he can't get hurt."
"It's really trouble!"
Several people naturally understand the benefits.
Once mu Fengxing is injured, class 9 will lack a powerful assistant in the next game.
Therefore, this game should be won without injury.
However, the realm of song Jingcai itself is better than that of Zhen Ping. It's not so easy to deal with it.
In the scene, two figures come and go, and the sound of fist and foot collision spread continuously.
Bang
Finally, with a bang, two figures opened at the touch of one touch.
On the other side, song Jingcai was panting and sweating on his face.
"Oh, shepherd Fengxing, I have to admit that you are very powerful. However, even if I lose this war, song Jingcai will take you on the back."
"Pull me on the back? You don't deserve it!"
"Try to know!"
Looking at mu Fengxing, song Jingcai patted the ground with his palm, and layers of dust were splashed open.
With a hiss, song Jingcai's palm was full of blood. The blood fell to the ground. Gradually, a complicated pattern gathered on the ground.
His hands were suddenly embedded in the pattern, and song Jingcai's fingertips blood flowed faster.
"Dark life and death seal!"
With a low cry, song Jingcai dragged the mark with his hands and came straight to the shepherd's seal.
Buzzing
At the same time, four dark red blood marks exploded around mu Fengxing.
The four blood marks appeared suddenly, which no one expected.
The four blood marks exploded, turned into a trace of black gas, and went straight to the Mufeng line.
"All shadows return without palm!"
Seeing the black air approaching, the shepherd Fengxing had no choice but to show his ten thousand shadows and return to no palm. The palm hit in the air and made a popping sound.
Strands of black Qi were broken, but there were still a few strands of black Qi that penetrated into mu Fengxing's arm through the palm technique.
"I lost!"
Seeing this scene, song Jingcai stood up, dripping blood with both hands, bowed his head to admit defeat, and then resolutely turned to step down.
Class 9, after four consecutive wins, won the game again.
But the competition won this time is of great significance, because it is the first five classes. The first five classes represent the elite students of Leifeng academy, second only to the 100 people on the spirit list.
"Mufeng line, come down!"
On Mu Yun's side, he hurried to greet mu Fengxing.
"Sit down!"
"Brother, I'm fine!"
"I'll let you sit down!" Mu Yun said indisputably, "now, run your Qihai acupoint Zhenyuan, have a try..."
"Yes!"
Hiss
However, mu Fengxing just nodded his head and ran Zhenyuan. The tingling broke out from his Qihai acupoint, and even caused the pain of other acupoints and orifices of the body.
"How could this happen?" Mu Fengxing looked ugly.
"What I expected was right. What song Jingcai did was the blood seal technique. This kind of technique did great harm to the martial artist himself. It seems that class five was really cruel to hurt you."
"The Shepherd..."
"You can rest assured that this kind of blood imprinting technique will not hurt you, but you can't use Zhenyuan in a short time. Otherwise, the acupoints and orifices of the whole body will cause stinging pain. Although it doesn't hurt the martial artist, it's impossible to bear that kind of stinging pain, so the next game..."
Mu Yun said, and his eyes fell on the four men in Moyang.
"Listen to me, it's not easy for our senior class 9 to get to this step. I know that everyone has tried their best to defeat the senior class 5 of the first five classes. We have been in Leifeng hospital. Next... Do what you can. The champion doesn't matter. In our hearts, we are the champion all the time, don't we?"
"No!"
Mu Yun's words fell, and Huang Wuji suddenly shouted, "how can we do this? Winning the championship is not for ourselves, not for class 9!"
"If it weren't for you, we would still be the ninth class of junior high school. We are the garbage class that people ridicule. No tutor is willing to lead us and lead us to strength."
"It's you who let us see hope and win the championship. We're not for ourselves, but for you. Now let's give up. How can we... How can we afford you!"
Huang Wuji's voice choked and his words were intermittent.
Hearing this, other students also lowered their heads.
This time, they are not fighting for themselves, but for Muyun!
However, things have come to this stage
The ninth class is limited to five people, but now mufengxing is badly hurt and makes him endure the tingling pain of his acupoints and orifices. How is it possible?
Four, what's next?
Opponents are more powerful than one.
Senior class 4 was taught by them last time because their strongest students didn't fight. Senior class 3 and Wang Xinyu's class have a large number of demons.
Senior class 1, senior class 2, needless to say.
Shouted the emperor Wuji, and Muyun stayed where he was.
Then, Mu Yun smiled bitterly, patted Huang Wuji on the shoulder and stepped onto the challenge arena.
The rise of advanced class 9 has made many people unhappy.
Seven people participated in the competition and became five. Now, it is clearly the normal fighting, but it has become desperate to make his students injured in various ways and unable to participate in the war.
What else can I do if I am forced into this situation?
let go?
That's bullshit!
War!
Only one war!
When he stepped on the challenge arena, at this moment, CI Yu was already standing on the challenge arena.
Looking at his opponent, Mu Yun smiled.
Looking around and looking at tens of thousands of students, Mu Yun opened his mouth.
"Today, I Muyun stand here and tell you what is genius and what is waste!"
"Senior class 9 is my class and my students. Each of them is a genius. They will not fail or give up. Therefore, they will come to the end and win the first."
"And you, just waste, can only play cheap!" Pointing to the five classes of people, Mu Yun scolded: "all of you are waste. Your strength is not as good as your opponent, so you came up with such an indiscriminate means!"
"Yan Yunyu, Xiao Buyu, CI Yu, you can only be waste, and I Muyun will trample you under your feet."
"Today, I Muyun just want to ask, which waste or villain you have will be my Muyun's opponent and can be my Muyun's opponent!"
"Today, I Muyun will take my ninth class, the first class of stable advanced class, and trample all your waste under your feet. What treacherous means are there? Take it out!"
Muyun stood in front of thousands of people, pointing to the people he wanted to scold and the people he should scold.
In an instant, the whole audience was dead silent, and everyone stared at Mu Yun in amazement.
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"Die!"
The victory or defeat is obvious, but Ziyu dares to fight. At this time, if Moyang still bears it, he will not be Muyun's apprentice!
With a puff, the green Jiao sword in the sheath of the Moyang sword immediately came out of the body, and a blood line floated along the sky.
Ziyu screamed, and the dagger of both hands fell to the ground again, and two blood lines were clearly visible in his palm.
"The victory or defeat is clear. You still attack secretly and try to die, don't you?"
"The victory or defeat is not clear. If you don't kill me, you won't win me."
"If it weren't for the rules, you would be a dead body now."
Looking at Ziyu, Moyang said coldly.
This time, Moyang obviously had the upper hand, but Ziyu was unwilling to lose, so he did it again. Even Luofu had nothing to say.
"Waste, waste!"
He shouted out three wastes one after another. Ciyu's face was gloomy and terrible, and his eyebrows were locked together.
"This is the fourth game, song Jingcai. I don't need to tell you what to do?"
"Yes, mentor!"
The fourth game, the most important one, if the senior class 5 loses, it will lose completely. If the senior class 5 wins, it will still be possible to win.
Song Jingcai, the monitor of senior class five, the quintuple of spirit cave realm, and the genius who opened up the realm of Qihai cave, has good strength. What's more, the most frightening thing is that this person is simply carved out of the same mold as Ci Yu.
The fourth game, mu Fengxing comes on!
Song Jingcai, with a fierce hand, fought with his opponent not by dodging and defense, but by exchanging life for life.
This means of fighting is extremely dangerous.
However, this was the way song Jing played in the battle of becoming famous. Later, he was seriously injured and forced a martial artist twice higher than him to admit defeat.
Unless such a madman is completely knocked down, the battle will never end.
This is well known.
"Mu Fengxing, I lost to you two years ago. Now, I won't lose to you again!" Looking at mu Fengxing, song Jingcai said.
Two years ago, he and mufengxing were both junior students. There was a war between them. That war was his shame.
Now, two years later, facing the pastoral seal again, song Jingcai is already the monitor of senior class 5.
He thought that because of the blow of that incident, mufengxing would curl up in the junior class all his life, but he didn't expect that the junior class 9 would be promoted all the way to become the senior class 9.
However, mu Fengxing can actually suppress the shadow of the past in his heart. Now he goes to war on behalf of senior class 9.
"If I'm defeated by the defeated generals of my former subordinates, I'll be a shepherd, and I won't practice in this life." Looking at Song Jingcai, Mu Feng walked lightly.
"You nine classes are really more arrogant than one!"
"Arrogance also needs capital!"
As soon as they enter the challenge arena, they are full of gunpowder. They are ready to go to war.
"Start!"
With a low cry, the two figures suddenly collided with each other.
The body method of Mufeng practice is strange and fast. What's surprising is that song Jingcai's body method is equally strange and unpredictable.
At the moment, the two figures completely intersect in the challenge arena, making it impossible to see who has the advantage and who has the disadvantage.
"How's it going?"
"It should be the Mufeng line that has the advantage, but song Jingcai's means are cruel and ruthless. He completely trades injury for injury. Mufeng line doesn't want to get hurt, so he drags it."
"This song Jingcai is despicable!" Xiao Qingyu said.
"I can't say that. Song Jingcai didn't work hard, and class five was defeated, so he will fight to the death, but the closure of the bank will consider the next game, so he can't let go of his hands and feet to fight, at least to ensure that he can't get hurt."
"It's really trouble!"
Several people naturally understand the benefits.
Once mu Fengxing is injured, class 9 will lack a powerful assistant in the next game.
Therefore, this game should be won without injury.
However, the realm of song Jingcai itself is better than that of Zhen Ping. It's not so easy to deal with it.
In the scene, two figures come and go, and the sound of fist and foot collision spread continuously.
Bang
Finally, with a bang, two figures opened at the touch of one touch.
On the other side, song Jingcai was panting and sweating on his face.
"Oh, shepherd Fengxing, I have to admit that you are very powerful. However, even if I lose this war, song Jingcai will take you on the back."
"Pull me on the back? You don't deserve it!"
"Try to know!"
Looking at mu Fengxing, song Jingcai patted the ground with his palm, and layers of dust were splashed open.
With a hiss, song Jingcai's palm was full of blood. The blood fell to the ground. Gradually, a complicated pattern gathered on the ground.
His hands were suddenly embedded in the pattern, and song Jingcai's fingertips blood flowed faster.
"Dark life and death seal!"
With a low cry, song Jingcai dragged the mark with his hands and came straight to the shepherd's seal.
Buzzing
At the same time, four dark red blood marks exploded around mu Fengxing.
The four blood marks appeared suddenly, which no one expected.
The four blood marks exploded, turned into a trace of black gas, and went straight to the Mufeng line.
"All shadows return without palm!"
Seeing the black air approaching, the shepherd Fengxing had no choice but to show his ten thousand shadows and return to no palm. The palm hit in the air and made a popping sound.
Strands of black Qi were broken, but there were still a few strands of black Qi that penetrated into mu Fengxing's arm through the palm technique.
"I lost!"
Seeing this scene, song Jingcai stood up, dripping blood with both hands, bowed his head to admit defeat, and then resolutely turned to step down.
Class 9, after four consecutive wins, won the game again.
But the competition won this time is of great significance, because it is the first five classes. The first five classes represent the elite students of Leifeng academy, second only to the 100 people on the spirit list.
"Mufeng line, come down!"
On Mu Yun's side, he hurried to greet mu Fengxing.
"Sit down!"
"Brother, I'm fine!"
"I'll let you sit down!" Mu Yun said indisputably, "now, run your Qihai acupoint Zhenyuan, have a try..."
"Yes!"
Hiss
However, mu Fengxing just nodded his head and ran Zhenyuan. The tingling broke out from his Qihai acupoint, and even caused the pain of other acupoints and orifices of the body.
"How could this happen?" Mu Fengxing looked ugly.
"What I expected was right. What song Jingcai did was the blood seal technique. This kind of technique did great harm to the martial artist himself. It seems that class five was really cruel to hurt you."
"The Shepherd..."
"You can rest assured that this kind of blood imprinting technique will not hurt you, but you can't use Zhenyuan in a short time. Otherwise, the acupoints and orifices of the whole body will cause stinging pain. Although it doesn't hurt the martial artist, it's impossible to bear that kind of stinging pain, so the next game..."
Mu Yun said, and his eyes fell on the four men in Moyang.
"Listen to me, it's not easy for our senior class 9 to get to this step. I know that everyone has tried their best to defeat the senior class 5 of the first five classes. We have been in Leifeng hospital. Next... Do what you can. The champion doesn't matter. In our hearts, we are the champion all the time, don't we?"
"No!"
Mu Yun's words fell, and Huang Wuji suddenly shouted, "how can we do this? Winning the championship is not for ourselves, not for class 9!"
"If it weren't for you, we would still be the ninth class of junior high school. We are the garbage class that people ridicule. No tutor is willing to lead us and lead us to strength."
"It's you who let us see hope and win the championship. We're not for ourselves, but for you. Now let's give up. How can we... How can we afford you!"
Huang Wuji's voice choked and his words were intermittent.
Hearing this, other students also lowered their heads.
This time, they are not fighting for themselves, but for Muyun!
However, things have come to this stage
The ninth class is limited to five people, but now mufengxing is badly hurt and makes him endure the tingling pain of his acupoints and orifices. How is it possible?
Four, what's next?
Opponents are more powerful than one.
Senior class 4 was taught by them last time because their strongest students didn't fight. Senior class 3 and Wang Xinyu's class have a large number of demons.
Senior class 1, senior class 2, needless to say.
Shouted the emperor Wuji, and Muyun stayed where he was.
Then, Mu Yun smiled bitterly, patted Huang Wuji on the shoulder and stepped onto the challenge arena.
The rise of advanced class 9 has made many people unhappy.
Seven people participated in the competition and became five. Now, it is clearly the normal fighting, but it has become desperate to make his students injured in various ways and unable to participate in the war.
What else can I do if I am forced into this situation?
let go?
That's bullshit!
War!
Only one war!
When he stepped on the challenge arena, at this moment, CI Yu was already standing on the challenge arena.
Looking at his opponent, Mu Yun smiled.
Looking around and looking at tens of thousands of students, Mu Yun opened his mouth.
"Today, I Muyun stand here and tell you what is genius and what is waste!"
"Senior class 9 is my class and my students. Each of them is a genius. They will not fail or give up. Therefore, they will come to the end and win the first."
"And you, just waste, can only play cheap!" Pointing to the five classes of people, Mu Yun scolded: "all of you are waste. Your strength is not as good as your opponent, so you came up with such an indiscriminate means!"
"Yan Yunyu, Xiao Buyu, CI Yu, you can only be waste, and I Muyun will trample you under your feet."
"Today, I Muyun just want to ask, which waste or villain you have will be my Muyun's opponent and can be my Muyun's opponent!"
"Today, I Muyun will take my ninth class, the first class of stable advanced class, and trample all your waste under your feet. What treacherous means are there? Take it out!"
Muyun stood in front of thousands of people, pointing to the people he wanted to scold and the people he should scold.
In an instant, the whole audience was dead silent, and everyone stared at Mu Yun in amazement.
"Die!"The victory or defeat is obvious, but Ziyu dares to fight. At this time, if Moyang still bears it, he will not be Muyun's apprentice!With a puff, the green Jiao sword in the sheath of the Moyang sword immediately came out of the body, and a blood line floated along the sky.Ziyu screamed, and the dagger of both hands fell to the ground again, and two blood lines were clearly visible in his palm."The victory or defeat is clear. You still attack secretly and try to die, don't you?""The victory or defeat is not clear. If you don't kill me, you won't win me.""If it weren't for the rules, you would be a dead body now."Looking at Ziyu, Moyang said coldly.This time, Moyang obviously had the upper hand, but Ziyu was unwilling to lose, so he did it again. Even Luofu had nothing to say."Waste, waste!"He shouted out three wastes one after another. Ciyu's face was gloomy and terrible, and his eyebrows were locked together."This is the fourth game, song Jingcai. I don't need to tell you what to do?""Yes, mentor!"The fourth game, the most important one, if the senior class 5 loses, it will lose completely. If the senior class 5 wins, it will still be possible to win.Song Jingcai, the monitor of senior class five, the quintuple of spirit cave realm, and the genius who opened up the realm of Qihai cave, has good strength. What's more, the most frightening thing is that this person is simply carved out of the same mold as Ci Yu.The fourth game, mu Fengxing comes on!Song Jingcai, with a fierce hand, fought with his opponent not by dodging and defense, but by exchanging life for life.This means of fighting is extremely dangerous.However, this was the way song Jing played in the battle of becoming famous. Later, he was seriously injured and forced a martial artist twice higher than him to admit defeat.Unless such a madman is completely knocked down, the battle will never end.This is well known."Mu Fengxing, I lost to you two years ago. Now, I won't lose to you again!" Looking at mu Fengxing, song Jingcai said.Two years ago, he and mufengxing were both junior students. There was a war between them. That war was his shame.Now, two years later, facing the pastoral seal again, song Jingcai is already the monitor of senior class 5.He thought that because of the blow of that incident, mufengxing would curl up in the junior class all his life, but he didn't expect that the junior class 9 would be promoted all the way to become the senior class 9.However, mu Fengxing can actually suppress the shadow of the past in his heart. Now he goes to war on behalf of senior class 9."If I'm defeated by the defeated generals of my former subordinates, I'll be a shepherd, and I won't practice in this life." Looking at Song Jingcai, Mu Feng walked lightly."You nine classes are really more arrogant than one!""Arrogance also needs capital!"As soon as they enter the challenge arena, they are full of gunpowder. They are ready to go to war."Start!"With a low cry, the two figures suddenly collided with each other.The body method of Mufeng practice is strange and fast. What's surprising is that song Jingcai's body method is equally strange and unpredictable.At the moment, the two figures completely intersect in the challenge arena, making it impossible to see who has the advantage and who has the disadvantage."How's it going?""It should be the Mufeng line that has the advantage, but song Jingcai's means are cruel and ruthless. He completely trades injury for injury. Mufeng line doesn't want to get hurt, so he drags it.""This song Jingcai is despicable!" Xiao Qingyu said."I can't say that. Song Jingcai didn't work hard, and class five was defeated, so he will fight to the death, but the closure of the bank will consider the next game, so he can't let go of his hands and feet to fight, at least to ensure that he can't get hurt.""It's really trouble!"Several people naturally understand the benefits.Once mu Fengxing is injured, class 9 will lack a powerful assistant in the next game.Therefore, this game should be won without injury.However, the realm of song Jingcai itself is better than that of Zhen Ping. It's not so easy to deal with it.In the scene, two figures come and go, and the sound of fist and foot collision spread continuously.BangFinally, with a bang, two figures opened at the touch of one touch.On the other side, song Jingcai was panting and sweating on his face."Oh, shepherd Fengxing, I have to admit that you are very powerful. However, even if I lose this war, song Jingcai will take you on the back.""Pull me on the back? You don't deserve it!""Try to know!"Looking at mu Fengxing, song Jingcai patted the ground with his palm, and layers of dust were splashed open.With a hiss, song Jingcai's palm was full of blood. The blood fell to the ground. Gradually, a complicated pattern gathered on the ground.His hands were suddenly embedded in the pattern, and song Jingcai's fingertips blood flowed faster."Dark life and death seal!"With a low cry, song Jingcai dragged the mark with his hands and came straight to the shepherd's seal.BuzzingAt the same time, four dark red blood marks exploded around mu Fengxing.The four blood marks appeared suddenly, which no one expected.The four blood marks exploded, turned into a trace of black gas, and went straight to the Mufeng line."All shadows return without palm!"Seeing the black air approaching, the shepherd Fengxing had no choice but to show his ten thousand shadows and return to no palm. The palm hit in the air and made a popping sound.Strands of black Qi were broken, but there were still a few strands of black Qi that penetrated into mu Fengxing's arm through the palm technique."I lost!"Seeing this scene, song Jingcai stood up, dripping blood with both hands, bowed his head to admit defeat, and then resolutely turned to step down.Class 9, after four consecutive wins, won the game again.But the competition won this time is of great significance, because it is the first five classes. The first five classes represent the elite students of Leifeng academy, second only to the 100 people on the spirit list."Mufeng line, come down!"On Mu Yun's side, he hurried to greet mu Fengxing."Sit down!""Brother, I'm fine!""I'll let you sit down!" Mu Yun said indisputably, "now, run your Qihai acupoint Zhenyuan, have a try...""Yes!"HissHowever, mu Fengxing just nodded his head and ran Zhenyuan. The tingling broke out from his Qihai acupoint, and even caused the pain of other acupoints and orifices of the body."How could this happen?" Mu Fengxing looked ugly."What I expected was right. What song Jingcai did was the blood seal technique. This kind of technique did great harm to the martial artist himself. It seems that class five was really cruel to hurt you.""The Shepherd...""You can rest assured that this kind of blood imprinting technique will not hurt you, but you can't use Zhenyuan in a short time. Otherwise, the acupoints and orifices of the whole body will cause stinging pain. Although it doesn't hurt the martial artist, it's impossible to bear that kind of stinging pain, so the next game..."Mu Yun said, and his eyes fell on the four men in Moyang."Listen to me, it's not easy for our senior class 9 to get to this step. I know that everyone has tried their best to defeat the senior class 5 of the first five classes. We have been in Leifeng hospital. Next... Do what you can. The champion doesn't matter. In our hearts, we are the champion all the time, don't we?""No!"Mu Yun's words fell, and Huang Wuji suddenly shouted, "how can we do this? Winning the championship is not for ourselves, not for class 9!""If it weren't for you, we would still be the ninth class of junior high school. We are the garbage class that people ridicule. No tutor is willing to lead us and lead us to strength.""It's you who let us see hope and win the championship. We're not for ourselves, but for you. Now let's give up. How can we... How can we afford you!"Huang Wuji's voice choked and his words were intermittent.Hearing this, other students also lowered their heads.This time, they are not fighting for themselves, but for Muyun!However, things have come to this stageThe ninth class is limited to five people, but now mufengxing is badly hurt and makes him endure the tingling pain of his acupoints and orifices. How is it possible?Four, what's next?Opponents are more powerful than one.Senior class 4 was taught by them last time because their strongest students didn't fight. Senior class 3 and Wang Xinyu's class have a large number of demons.Senior class 1, senior class 2, needless to say.Shouted the emperor Wuji, and Muyun stayed where he was.Then, Mu Yun smiled bitterly, patted Huang Wuji on the shoulder and stepped onto the challenge arena.The rise of advanced class 9 has made many people unhappy.Seven people participated in the competition and became five. Now, it is clearly the normal fighting, but it has become desperate to make his students injured in various ways and unable to participate in the war.What else can I do if I am forced into this situation?let go?That's bullshit!War!Only one war!When he stepped on the challenge arena, at this moment, CI Yu was already standing on the challenge arena.Looking at his opponent, Mu Yun smiled.Looking around and looking at tens of thousands of students, Mu Yun opened his mouth."Today, I Muyun stand here and tell you what is genius and what is waste!""Senior class 9 is my class and my students. Each of them is a genius. They will not fail or give up. Therefore, they will come to the end and win the first.""And you, just waste, can only play cheap!" Pointing to the five classes of people, Mu Yun scolded: "all of you are waste. Your strength is not as good as your opponent, so you came up with such an indiscriminate means!""Yan Yunyu, Xiao Buyu, CI Yu, you can only be waste, and I Muyun will trample you under your feet.""Today, I Muyun just want to ask, which waste or villain you have will be my Muyun's opponent and can be my Muyun's opponent!""Today, I Muyun will take my ninth class, the first class of stable advanced class, and trample all your waste under your feet. What treacherous means are there? Take it out!"Muyun stood in front of thousands of people, pointing to the people he wanted to scold and the people he should scold.In an instant, the whole audience was dead silent, and everyone stared at Mu Yun in amazement.
