Every Means Revealed
Mu Yun laughed and said, "Let's go back and take a look. I want to see how those bastards from Senior Class 4 dare to bully my Intermediate Class 9!"
Hearing Mu Yun's words, Xuanyuan Wei and the other two immediately became interested.
Tutor Mu was indeed impressive. He spoke as if they were in the advanced class and the fourth class was only in the intermediate class.
…
In the Thunder Peak Courtyard, there were many banners with eye-catching titles hanging on the huge training grounds.
"The leading teacher of Intermediate Class 12 is Fang Yulan. She was once an elite on the Spirit Rank of Thunder Peak Academy, and she taught a student who was an elite on the Dragon Rank."
"Beginner Class 26, Main Instructor …"
At this moment, the entire martial field was occupied by the banners of more than a hundred classes of the Lightning Peak Academy. Recruiting students was a major event for every class.
The infusion of new blood was the ultimate motivation for the class to be promoted.
The academy had arranged for the newly recruited students to choose their own classes so that these students could choose a class that was suitable for them.
At this moment, a large group of people had gathered in front of the recruitment area for Intermediate Class 9. It was very lively.
"Tie Feng, Moyang is the number one Sword Dao genius in all three tests. It's a waste for him to enter Intermediate Class Nine. If you know what's good for you, give him to Advanced Class Four!"
At the front of the crowd, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth arrogantly said, "Our main instructor is Moyang, who is in the Thunder Peak Academy. Needless to say, you should know what he can do in your Intermediate Class Nine. It's simply burying a genius. "
"Bullshit!"
Hearing Zhe Feng Yun's words, Tie Feng spat and scolded, "Zhe Feng Yun, if your Senior Class 4 doesn't have the ability, then don't mess around here. Moyang is willing to enter our class because of Mentor Mu's powerful charm. What do you know?"
"The reason why the academy holds such a recruitment method is so that the students can choose the most suitable class for themselves. You, Zhe Fengyun, are really amazing, treating the academy's rules like dirt. Moreover, Moyang isn't willing to go with you."
"Is it Moyang?"
Moyang nodded and said, "Yes. Senior, I only want to join Intermediate Class Nine. I'm sorry."
"Moyang, you don't have to worry about it. This Tie Feng has a glib tongue. He must have confused you. When you get to class 4, you will know how powerful we are."
"Aiyo, if that's the case, Zhe Fengyun, you want to fight!"
"Let's do it then. Do you think your Intermediate Class Nine is worthy?"
"Motherf * cker, beat them up!"
Tie Feng roared angrily. He led a dozen people from Class 9 and rushed forward. Zhe Fengyun was the class monitor of Senior Class 4. How could he hold himself back at this moment? He immediately led the rest of Class 4 and rushed forward.
"Troublesome!"
Looking at the two sides fighting, Mu Fengxing helplessly shook his head. His figure flickered and he joined the battle.
At the same time, Lin Zhi, who had rushed back, rushed into the crowd with a long spear in his hand.
During this period of time, he had been practicing the Wuling Spear Technique that Mu Yun had imparted to him. His Spear Technique had reached the large success stage. He rushed into the crowd and whistled.
However, even though the ninth class had the advantage in numbers, the fourth class was still an advanced class. Everyone in the class was at least at the third layer of the Spirit Cave Realm, so how could they show any weakness?
For a moment, the ninth class gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.
If it weren't for Lin Zhi and Mu Fengxing's amazing strength, the ninth class would have been utterly defeated.
Seeing this scene, Moyang felt a headache coming on.
"Damn it, how dare you beat up our ninth class. You're courting death!"
At this moment, three burly men rushed forward. They directly rushed into the crowd like tanks.
"Kid, don't you want to show off your skills?"
Just when Moyang was looking at the chaotic scene, a voice rang in his ears.
"But I …"
Moyang was just about to open his mouth to explain, but when he came back to his senses, he saw a figure that wasn't very strong standing in front of him. He was stunned on the spot.
"As a member of the ninth class, I naturally have to show off my skills! Moreover … this is Master's order! "
Moyang smiled slightly and unsheathed the long sword on his back.
It was still the Upper Grade Mortal Weapon, the Green Tower Sword. The long sword didn't change, but the person was more than ten times stronger than before.
Moyang unsheathed his long sword. The Green Tower Sword was just a simple Upper Grade Mortal Weapon. For a Spiritual Cave Realm martial artist, a Mortal Weapon was already not enough.
However, Mo Yang still chose to use this sword.
That was because it was personally forged by his master, who had changed his entire life.
"Nine Forms of Heaven Punisher!"
With one sword, the entire fighting scene instantly changed.
The Nine Forms of Heaven Punisher was taught to Moyang by Mu Yun when he left. But what made Mu Yun surprised was that he didn't expect Moyang to reach such a level.
"Peak Sword Intent … Good kid, you almost fooled me too!"
Seeing Moyang enter and exit three times with the long sword in his hand, Mu Yun deeply realized that this kid was no longer the little rascal who caused trouble in his first class.
Instead, he was an eagle that spread its wings and soared into the sky.
"Damn it, this is Sword Intent!"
Xuanyuan Zhe dodged and avoided the aftershock of Moyang's sword, but a red mark still appeared on his arm.
He cultivated the Overlord Golden Body, and he knew very well how great the Overlord Golden Body's effect on the body's toughness. But it was still almost cut open by Moyang's sword.
"Monster!"
Seeing Moyang brandishing his long sword in the crowd, Xuanyuan Zhe hurriedly dodged the sword aura.
With the addition of a few people, the dozen people from Class Four realized that they were gradually losing to their opponents.
What a joke!
They were Senior Class Four. How could they lose to an Intermediate Class?
Although their opponents had the advantage in numbers, with their realm and strength, they should be able to take on three or four people at the same time.
But now, these bastards from Class Nine were actually taking on four of them at the same time.
Moyang with the long sword had an unstoppable Sword Intent. And Mu Fengxing from the Mu Family. He usually looked weak, but now his attacks were explosive.
Lin Zhi from the Lin Family with the long spear also killed without any regard for his life.
Are they still human?
Especially those few strong men, when they rushed into the crowd, they were like an incomparably strong shield that couldn't be broken and couldn't be hurt.
This was the Intermediate Class? You must be kidding.
"Let's go!"
Seeing that the dozen people were about to be defeated, Zhe Fengyun gritted his teeth, roared and left with the dozen people.
"Haha … Bastard, next time, I'll beat you until your grandfather can't recognize you!" Tie Feng laughed happily.
"Are you happy?"
"Happy!"
"A dozen people against a dozen people, if it wasn't for Lin Zhi, Mu Fengxing, and Moyang, we would have lost. How can you be happy!"
"Ah?"
After being taught a lesson by Mu Yun, Tie Feng's face turned red and he couldn't speak.
Indeed, they won because they had more people. If all the people from Class Four gathered here today, they would definitely be at a disadvantage!
"Especially the three of you, I taught you the Tyrant King Golden Body and Supreme Inscription Body, not to let you be a tank in the crowd, but to let you rely on the toughness of your bodies to fight against the enemy. Look at the three of you, you are all stupid cows."
"And you, Lin Zhi, Wu Ling's spear art is about killing decisively, but killing decisively is not about just killing. If you just charge forward and don't care about your surroundings, if someone behind you attacks you, you'll be finished immediately."
"Mu Fengxing, the Divine Phantom Sect's most profound movement techniques and assassination martial skills have become a pile of shit in your hands!"
Looking at the few of them, Mu Yun taught them a lesson one by one without any mercy.
"Moyang, you …"
"Master!"
Before Mu Yun could speak, Moyang knelt on the ground with a plop.
"Master, disciple is useless. Master and Mistress are separated. Disciple is powerless. Master is isolated and helpless in Southcloud City. Disciple is powerless. Disciple has come too late today!"
Dong dong dong …
Moyang's expression was solemn as he knelt down and kowtowed.
This kowtow was sincere and sincere!
"Get up!" Mu Yun laughed bitterly and scolded, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, and this is the first time we are so emotional. Master, I, almost cried."
"Let's go, Master will bring you to have a good meal!"
"Hey, hey, hey, Master is so biased. With a swordsman at the peak of Sword Intent, my weaponsmith apprentice is no longer a treasure!"
A mocking voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.
"Qi Ming, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?" Moyang scolded jokingly.
Wait, Qi Ming?
Hearing this name, Tie Feng couldn't wrap his head around it.
Qi Ming, the Thunder Peak Academy's most outstanding blacksmith this year, a low-grade Mystic Blacksmith!
Wasn't this fellow the last disciple that Grandmaster Hongchen wanted to recruit?
"Master!"
Qi Ming kept his smile and knelt down, kowtowing respectfully.
Master meant imparting knowledge and teaching. Master meant the respect he had for Mu Yun from the bottom of his heart.
"Good, good. With the two of you here, I don't have to worry anymore!" Mu Yun said happily as she looked at the two of them.
"Qi Ming, Qi Ming!"
At this moment, another person squeezed out from the crowd. Gu Yufan wiped the sweat off his forehead with one hand and laughed bitterly. "Qi Ming, Grandmaster Hongchen asked me to look for you!"
Qi Ming smiled and said, "Senior Gu, thank you for bringing me here. Please tell Grandmaster Hongchen that I already have a master. His name is Mu Yun!"
"Ah?"
Gu Yufan was stunned. He looked at Mu Yun and said, "Mentor Mu, he is your disciple? No wonder, no wonder. Hehe, I will tell Grandmaster Hongchen now! "
Gu Yu Fan chuckled and left.
Qi Ming's blacksmithing talent had shocked Grandmaster Hongchen. He had been trying to find out who Qi Ming's master was, but Qi Ming didn't say anything.
He didn't expect it to be Mentor Mu!
Then everything was easy to explain. Since Mentor Mu took out the Nine Heavens Forging Technique, it could be seen that Mentor Mu had profound attainments in blacksmithing.
"Let's go. Since you have come to Nanyun City, I will treat you well today. My identity as the Young Clan Leader of the Mu Family is still useful. Let's go!"
With a hearty laugh, Mu Yun led a group of people and left the martial arts field.
"Trash!"
At this moment, Xiao Buyu's face was ashen. He looked at the class monitor, Zhe Fengyun, and scolded angrily.
"It's just Intermediate Class Nine. Even if there were ten or five of you, it should be easy to deal with them. Look at you now. You are embarrassing me!"
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