Supreme God Emperor

Seeing many students staring at him like a fool, Mu Yun curled his lips: "Is it cool to be abused by Class 98?"

"Now, of course, I'm looking for a place back. If I get beaten and don't take revenge, what do I do to become a warrior? Is it just to be beaten?"

"In other words, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. It's a pity that we are not gentlemen, so we don't leave an overnight hatred."

"I want to ask you one last thing, now, if you go to Junior Class 98, dare you? If you're confused, stay in the class and wait for the triumphant news to come back."

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

This is the tolerance that a mentor should have.

Before, they had changed mentor after mentor, but every time they were beaten, the mentors made them tolerate and told them not to make trouble.

endure?

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

"Okay, this time I, Xuanyuanzhe, will play in person and beat the crying father and mother of those tortoise bastards!"

As soon as Muyun's words fell, a student stood up and couldn't help but shout.

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

Xuanyuanzhe?

"Xiaoxuan! Since you are so confident, let you come to the first scene!" Looking at Xuanyuanzhe, Mu Yun said with earnest heart.

"Ahem..." After a dry cough, Xuanyuanzhe sat down and said, "Instructor Shepherd, those who are able live there. I just need to be the alternate, just the alternate!"

"..."

On the martial arts field, a dozen or so students from the 98th class of elementary school were chatting there.

"Squad leader, this time is really enjoyable!"

Looking at the geniuses in the classes around him, Wen Feng smiled and said, "Junior Class 9 is just rubbish. I thought that Tie Feng would be able to show off his power by squeezing Class 10.

"Wenyang, next time I meet a class nine, I will be beaten to death. Anyway, if you don't kill anyone, there will be no problem. Don't be afraid!"

"okay!"

"Haha...Squad leader, if you want me to say that, people in Junior Class 9 will have to take a detour when they see us in Junior Class 98!"

"That is!"

"That's a fart!"

A curse 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 him, Wen Feng said contemptuously: "Oh, I'm not convinced after losing. Is this preparing for a group fight?"

Wen Feng didn't care.

Tie Feng is only the first level of the Spirit Cavern realm, although the realm is comparable to him, but the gap between the two is huge.

It was only a moment, and again, Tie Feng still lost.

"Students of Class Ninety-eight, dare to have another one?"

Tie Feng yelled: "I think you should rest well, and try again, dare you?"

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

Wen Feng sneered: "This time, I will let you know what a genius is, what is rubbish, and elementary class 9 is rubbish."

"you……"

"Tie Feng!"

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

"Three games, right? Now we are scheduled to play, the first game, Huang Wuji comes, the second game Lin Zhi, and the third game...Mu Fengxing, you come."

what?

Hearing Mu Yun's arrangement, the students in Elementary Class 9 stayed.

What does the pastoral teacher want to do?

Huang Wuji was the eleventh royal prince. This guy knew he was beaten all day long and didn't even know how to fight back. In the royal family, he had no status. In the ninth class of elementary school, he was ignored.

Lin Zhi, who lives alone and stays alone on weekdays, no one knows what his strength is.

However, Lin Zhi is the eldest son of the Lin family, but he was born to the maidservant of the Lin family.

If Mu Yun is the illegitimate child of the Mu family and his status is dishonorable, then the existence of Lin Zhi is the shame of the Lin family chief.

As for Mu Fengxing... this guy, like a ghost every day, didn't say a word, as if he was incompatible with the whole world.

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

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

He has been stupid since he was a child, 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, or at this time...

"It's okay, I believe you!"

"Instructor Mu, I refuse!"

"Instructor Mu, I refuse!"

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

"Refusal is invalid!" Mu Yun said impatiently with a stern face: "You two must play. If you don't play, break your leg."

"..."

Broken leg?

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

"Hammer, there is no end? In the first game, I will come to Wenyang. Who will come from your junior class 9?"

"Huang Wuji, you go!"

Mu Yun waved his hand and motioned for Huang Wuji to come on stage.

"Yes, mentor!"

Huang Wuji took a breath and walked forward, sweating in his palms.

This is the first time he has come forward.

Although he just broke through to the tenth reunion of the physical body with the spirit fluid just now, Wenyang is also the tenth physical body and is good at attacking.

He has no advantage at all.

But at the bottom of my heart I don't understand why Mu Yun let him play, but since he played, he didn't want to lose.

He is a trash, looked down upon by several emperor brothers, but he is not stupid, victory and dignity are what every warrior desires.

He Huang Wuji is no exception.

If you fight, you must win!

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

Attacking is something he is not good at, then defend it, defeat it, and survive it!

"Huang Wuji, although you are a royal prince, today, I am afraid I will be sorry." Wen Yang shook his hands and sneered, and said with a mockery: "Able to beat a prince to the ground, also has a long face. what."

"come on!"

It was already a defensive posture, Huang Wuji said with firm eyes.

"Big Jade Spiral Palm!"

With a low drink, Wenyang stepped forward, volleyed with a palm, wearing rain in his cloak, like the power accumulated before the storm, slashing towards Huang Wuji.

boom……

Huang Wuji greeted him with a fist, a bang, a palm and a punch, and the two figures suddenly separated.

But Wenyang only took a step back, while Huang Wuji was sitting on the ground with his fists, and fell a dog to eat shit.

"Haha..."

Seeing Huang Wuji smashing a dog to eat shit, everyone in the 98th class of elementary school laughed, and everyone in class 9 also blushed.

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

He would never be Wenyang's opponent, how could he win?

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

At this moment, Mu Yun had a smile on his face, that smile seemed to encourage him, stood up again, stood up, and won back his dignity.

Nodding fiercely, Huang Wuji slapped his chest and looked at Wenyang, showing no signs of retreat.

war!

"Yeah..."

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

boom……

Sprint and be repelled.

boom……

Sprint again and be knocked back again.

boom……

Several times in a row, each time, Huang Wuji rushed forward, but each time, he was repelled by Wenyang.

But Huang Wuji was unwilling to admit defeat.

Let's fight!

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

For yourself, for the shepherd instructor, for the ninth elementary class, just fight.

boom……

Once again, Huang Wuji was repelled.

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

Wen Yang panted heavily, with his hands on his thighs, his face wet with sweat.

He had forgotten how many punches he had hit this kid, but every time, the Emperor Wuji rushed forward again, regardless of life or death.

Where is this competition? It's simply a fight.

"Come again!"

With so much scars on his body, Huang Wuji never said a word, just sprint, back, sprint, back!

boom……

There was another bang, and everyone was already used to it. This time, Huang Wuji might be thrown out a long way again.

Peng...

A figure slammed on the ground, rolling around in embarrassment before stopping.

"Wenyang!"

However, just when everyone thought that the one who was thrown out this time would still be Huang Wuji, a cry of exclamation pulled everyone back.

Not Huang Wuji, but Wenyang!

It was the first time Wenyang was repelled.

"Come again!"

However, at this moment, Huang Wuji didn't care about that. What he wanted was defense, letting people come to fight, and let Wenyang use his full strength to hit him.

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

boom……

Boom...

With a muffled sound, Wen Yang fell down again.

Only this time when he fell, Wen Yang had an extra punch mark on his face.

"Come again!"

Huang Wuji completely hit the hemorrhagic, no matter what, he just punched.

Bang bang bang...

After a series of bangs, Wen Yang was finally beaten into a pig's head on the face and fell completely. After a few twitches, he was silent again.

Won!

Huang Wuji actually won!

Seeing this scene, not only the people in the Ninety-Eighth Class of Elementary School didn't believe it, but everyone in Class Nine also couldn't believe it.

"Instructor Mu, I won... I won!"

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

"Yes!"

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

"Damn, I would lose." Wen Feng gritted his teeth when he saw Wenyang falling aside already unconscious.

"Squad leader, I can't lose the next two games, let me come." A rough-looking man shouted beside Wen Feng.

"Yes, when you are in Tuoba, you are the tenth physical body. I believe you, this battle must not be lost."

"no problem!"

When Tuoba was 1.9 meters tall, he stood there like a hill, looked at Elementary Class 9 and shouted: "Next, who will kill you? In the previous battle, our Class 98 let you. Do you really think you are geniuses? I pooh!"

"Lin Zhi, come on!"

"Instructor Mu, I..."

"What so much nonsense, let you go, believe it or not, I will break your leg."

"I... OK!"

Lin clinging to a gray shirt, thin body and long hair tied behind his head, helplessly played.