Lord of the Night

In the battle of Baiyun Continent, almost no one dared to speak loudly for thousands of miles.

War has never felt so close.

That sword light, even though it was hundreds of thousands of miles away, was so sharp that everyone felt like the sword energy was tearing apart. What level is this?

What level is this?

The entire Baiyun Continent was much silent.

Even ordinary people knew that there were peerless masters fighting not far away.

Everyone looked heavy and walked in a hurry.

There was also silence in the martial arts academy.

Countless martial arts students stood on the top of the building, looking at the battle area, their faces full of fascination, their eyes full of respect and admiration.

That is the real cloud.

That's the battle at the top.

There has never been a moment like this when people realize so clearly that the current learning environment of Baiyun Martial Arts Academy is the result of such a battle.

Because that kind of battle is still going on.

Everyone felt that the sword light was trying its best to drive the battle in the opposite direction.

He didn't want the aftermath of the battle to spread here.

Everyone's heart is filled with strange emotions.

Wu Zhibing, the flowers bloomed and faded, Jun He Fang and others stood at the front, looking into the distance, feeling the sword intent that penetrated the sky and the earth, with a look of pilgrimage.

Jun Hefang, who had always been lazy, stood as straight as a javelin at this moment.

"Lifelong goal, lifelong admiration!"

"Just like our predecessors, fight for the world and all living beings, so that we can live up to our original intention of practicing martial arts!"

On the other side, Dong Yunyu and Wu Zhibing deliberately kept a distance away, looking at the flickering sword light in the distance with reverence.

But he unconsciously looked at Wu Zhibing and others from the corner of his eye, and his eyes suddenly became extremely complicated.

Can't go back?

No, it’s just that I don’t want to go back!

…

Fang Che walked out of the spiritual energy gravity training room, and Mo Ganyun also walked out of the opposite room.

Mo Ganyun is now a little thinner, but he looks more majestic.

"It seems that entering here has evaporated a lot of your fat." Fang Che joked as he wiped the sweat from his face.

Mo Ganyun still wore the red scarf of 'Chaofang Che' on his head.

He has already replaced this red scarf three times. Before he surpasses Fang Che, he will never take it off and wrap it around him every morning to motivate himself.

It’s just that I’ve been pestering him for many days.

On the contrary, it has almost become a symbol of Mo Ganyun's "maverick".

"How heavy is Wuzong now?" Mo Ganyun was breathing heavily, sweating profusely, and almost out of breath, but he looked very smug.

I actually broke through inside.

This time the breakthrough was real.

Mo Ganyun felt that he had made a big step forward!

He should be much behind Fang Che.

"I should be..."

Fang Che said: "It's the fifth level!"

Mo Ganyun's face stiffened: "Didn't you say you broke through to the third level last time?"

Fang Che said matter-of-factly: "You were talking about three days ago. It was the third level at that time, right. Hong Tianzun, don't ignore my progress."

Mo Ganyun opened his mouth and his eyes were dull: "..."

Fang Che asked kindly: "How heavy are you now? I think you have made great progress now."

Mo Ganyun's face darkened, his huge head hung down, and he turned around and walked out listlessly.

"How heavy is it? You can tell me."

"roll!"

"Are you scolding me? Do you want to spar?"

"...Boss Fang...are you so shameless?"

"How heavy is it?"

"……triple!"

Mo Daanyun looked up to the sky and sighed.

I was so sad that I wanted to break through to the third level of martial arts. I thought I was on the same level as Fang Che and wanted to show off my power, but it turned out that he had reached the fifth level!

He silently touched the red scarf on his head with his hand, thinking in his mind. It seemed that the red scarf would not be taken off for a while. Should he make more?

Several other doors also opened.

On the autumn clouds, the well is double high, Ding Juran, Xie Gongping, Song in the Rain and others came out one after another.

Among them, Singing in the Rain's steps were staggering, her face was red, and her head was stained with blood. It was obvious that she was working very hard.

Mo Ganyun stared at Ding Juran.

He still can't forget the scene when Ding Juran stood up and walked away with his head lowered.

Ding Jingran lowered his head, his face dull.

Qiu Yunshang was very happy, and said to Mo Ganyun and Fang Che: "It's rare for everyone to get together like this. After taking a break, let's have a free-for-all and learn from each other?"

Fang Che nodded: "I have no problem."

Ding Jerran said: "I'm not free!"

Mo Ganyun was furious. He looked at Ding Juran with his bell-like eyes and shouted: "Ding Juran! You have no time to say it again?!"

The voice was fierce and full of oppression.

Ding Jieran looked up at Mo Ganyun with complicated eyes, then lowered his head and said in a resigned tone: "Okay."

Several others originally had some opinions on Ding Juran's words, but when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but almost laughed.

Of these two people, one is like a powerful husband giving orders, and the other is like a submissive little wife who agrees. It's a bit funny no matter how you look at it.

Jing Shuanggao, Xie Gongping and Song in the Rain also readily agreed.

They all want to test the results of their hard work during this period.

What's more, there is a shining championship gold medal above Fang Che's head.

Whoever can beat him can take it away. This is explicitly stipulated by the martial arts academy.

Everyone is a little jealous of this.

Everyone filed out.

There was no organization, everyone naturally walked out in order of height.

Mo Ganyun was tall and strong, standing 2.3 meters tall.

Fang Che is tall and tall, measuring 1.87 meters.

Qiu Yun has a handsome face and a tall figure, measuring 1.83 meters.

Xie Gongping has a simple and honest appearance, a slightly stronger build, and is about the same height as Qiu Yunshang.

Singing in the Rain has an air of gentleness and aloofness about it, and it is 1.81 meters tall.

Ding Juran has a thin figure. No matter how thin the robe is on him, it feels empty. He walks like a sword floating in the air. He is 1.76 meters tall.

Although Jing Shuanggao has double height in his name, he is the shortest among them, only 1.7 meters tall.

And still wearing shoes.

Qiu Yunshang looked at Jing Shuanggao at the end and couldn't help laughing: "Jing Shuanggao, which double height is the double height in your name?"

Jing Shuanggao: "???"

Xie Gongping's honest and honest face showed a smile and said: "Blood pressure? Blood lipids? Blood sugar?"

Qiu Yunshang raised his eyebrows and said, "You are so tall!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Several people laughed together.

Mo Ganyun almost split his bloody mouth, while Yu Zhongge pursed his lips and smiled.

Only Ding Juran didn't even have a smile on his face.

Jing Shuanggao himself was overjoyed: "My double height comes from the two mountains next to my house. One is called Tiangaoling and the other is called Difeng. That's why it's called double height... What are you thinking?"

On the autumn clouds, singing in the rain, Mo Ganyun raised his eyebrows at the same time: "The intersection of heaven and earth? Is your home Yin Yang Ridge? Jing Family?"

Even Fang Che was moved in his heart.

The Yin Yangling Jing family is one of the few third-level aristocratic families in the mainland!

The foundation is profound, and it is still above the fourth-level aristocratic family of Mo Ganyun and Mo family.

Jing Shuanggao's face showed bitterness, and he said calmly: "I am a collateral descendant, not a direct descendant."

"That's pretty awesome too."

Qiu Yun said.

Jing Shuanggao said calmly: "But you, Qiu Yunshang, are the direct descendants of the fourth-level family, and the eldest son and direct grandson."

Qiu Yunshang smiled and said: "There are many children from aristocratic families. Brother Mo's Mo family is also at the fourth level."

Xie Gongping sighed and said, "My family is in the eighth level."

Everyone looked at Fang Che.

Fang Che said: "My grandpa's family is in the ninth level."

Everyone laughed.

Then watch Singin’ in the Rain together.

Singing in the Rain has a calm and breezy style, saying: "Look at what I do, my family background is average and unremarkable."

Mo Ganyun said: "We are just surprised that your name of Sing in the Rain has a special meaning."

Everyone nodded together.

Indeed, the name doesn't seem like a normal name.

"My dad likes rain, and whenever it rains heavily and lightning strikes, he practices swordplay in the rain and often has insights. So when I was born, my dad named me Singin' in the Rain."

Fang Che laughed and said: "Life is full of wind and rain, and things in the world are inevitably vicissitudes of life. Your Majesty's intention is for you to maintain a free and unrestrained attitude when facing the wind and rain of life. Even if the difficulties are heavy and the wind and rain are like darkness, I want to sing in the rain and be at ease."

Sing in the Rain turns around. There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and he said: "Brother Fang is really awesome. My name has been teased since I was a child. It was only today that Brother Fang said what my father really meant. Yes, that's how it is. In my case, That's what my dad said when I went home crying to change my name after someone laughed at my name for the first time. I still remember those words."

"Your Majesty, you have good intentions." Everyone sighed.

Song in the Rain laughed and said, "Actually, it's just mediocre to be honest. And I don't care about other people's opinions anymore."

Fang Che said: "The three major second-level families in the mainland are Feng Yuxue. Are you that Yu?"

Song in the Rain smiled bitterly and nodded.

Everyone was a little surprised.

The second-level family, Sing in the Rain is so hidden.

Jing Shuanggao suddenly realized: "Then I understand your luck."

Fang Che felt the same way.

Only such a family can use some special methods to improve the luck of the descendants and increase the possibility of encountering opportunities in life when their direct descendants are born.

This kind of thing is very mysterious.

Song in the Rain was also helpless and said: "Actually, sometimes luck is particularly good, which is not a good thing. There are many seniors in my family who were jealous of others because of their good luck, and then died for no reason."

This makes perfect sense.

"It is indeed easy to create jealousy. Not only are people jealous, but they are also jealous of God."

Qiu Yunshang patted Yu Zhongge on the shoulder: "Be careful and take care of yourself."

Song in the Rain smiled.

A few people chatted and laughed all the way to the school ground.

As he walked, he recovered his cultivation and constantly adjusted his body to prepare for the next fierce battle.

Although everyone was laughing and talking now, when they started to take action soon, no one would hold back.

But everyone can feel that there is a gradually harmonious atmosphere forming among several people.

Ding was alone at the end, lowering his head and moving slowly.

Fang Che counted, including himself, there were exactly seven people.

Suddenly my heart moved, and a distant longing arose, so strong.

So caught off guard.

My nose suddenly felt sore.

But he immediately moved the Bingche Lingtai and suppressed this feeling.