Supreme God Emperor

Seeing many students staring at him like idiots, Mu Yun curled his lips: "Is it cool to be abused by Class Ninety-Eight?"

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

"In other words, it is 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 overnight hatred.

"I'll ask you one last thing, now, I'm going to the Elementary Class 98, dare you? If you are counseled, stay in the class and wait for the triumphant news to come back."

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

This is the tolerance that a mentor should have.

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

endure?

The warrior should endure, but every time to endure, then it is not a warrior, it is a black turtle!

"Okay, this time I, Xuanyuanzhe, will play in person and beat up 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 was dressed in a brocade gown and a black trench coat, with long and clear eyebrows, but at the moment his face was blue and purple, apparently he had been 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, that's it!"

"..."

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

"Squad leader, this time is really enjoyable!"

Looking at the geniuses in the classes next to him, Wen Feng smiled and said, "Junior Class 9 is just rubbish. I thought Tie Feng would squeeze Class 10 on one head and he would be able to show off his power? I ah!

"Wenyang, next time I meet a class 9 student, 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 in the future!"

"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 98, dare to have another one?"

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

"Dare you? What dare not?"

Wen Feng sneered and said, "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 set to play, the first game, Huang Wuji will come, the second game will be Lin Zhi, the third game...Mu Fengxing, you come."

what?

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

What does the pastoral tutor want to do?

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

Lin Zhi, who lives alone and walks 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 maid 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 head of the Lin family.

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, Mu Yun actually let them play!

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

He has been stupid since he was a kid, so he was bullied since he was a kid, and 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, knock your legs off."

"..."

Knock a broken leg?

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

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

"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 stepped forward, sweating on the palms of his hands.

This is the first time he has come forward.

Although just now with the spirit fluid, he broke through to the tenth reunion of the physical body in one fell swoop, but 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 didn'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 down, also has a long face what."

"bring it 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, as if he had accumulated energy before a violent rainstorm, he slashed towards Huang Wuji.

boom……

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

But Wenyang only took a step back, while Huang Wuji was taking a fist and sitting on the ground directly, falling into a dog and eating 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 with dull faces.

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, and 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 Wen Yang, 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 every 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 9th elementary class, just fight.

boom……

Once again, Huang Wuji was repelled.

"Damn, how come this guy is so resistant!"

Wenyang panted heavily, resting his hands on his thighs, his face wet with sweat on the ground.

He had forgotten how many punches he had punched 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 many 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 and rolled around in embarrassment before it stopped.

"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's attention back.

Not Huang Wuji, but Wenyang!

It was the first time that 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 got up and threw a fist in a panic.

boom……

Boom...

With a muffled sound, Wenyang fell down again.

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

"Come again!"

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

Bang bang bang...

After a series of loud bangs, Wen Yang was finally beaten into a pig's head on the face and fell completely. After a few twitches, there was no more sound.

Won!

Huang Wuji actually won!

Seeing this scene, not only the people in the Ninety-Eighth Class did not believe it, but the people 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 in the next two games, let me come." A rough-looking man yelled 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!"

Tuoba was 1.9 meters tall, standing there like a hill, looking at the 9th elementary class, and shouted: "Next, who will kill you? In the battle just now, our 98th class let you. Do you really think you are geniuses? I pooh!"

"Lin Zhi, come on!"

"Instructor Mu, I..."

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

"I... okay!"

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