Supreme God Emperor

"Lin Zhi, come on!"

"Lin Zhi, come on!"

In the audience, the senior class 9 people shouted in unison.

The battle has reached this point, and everything is useless.

war!

Once on stage, two figures and two spears collided instantly.

The banging sound mixed with the jingle sound is endless.

It's just that Mu Yun didn't look much at this battle, but instead kept his eyes on Li Zelin on the opposite side.

Li Zelin, as the senior instructor of the second class, is more mysterious than Yan Yunyu in the Leifeng Academy.

No one knows the identity and background of this guy.

And Li Zelin sometimes disappeared for a while.

In the Leifeng Academy, the various forces and the relationship between the various people are complicated, which is really not a lie.

Now, Mu Yun can be regarded as discovering that when he enters the advanced class level, the characters he meets are truly amazing.

Furthermore, Leifeng Academy also has a special class. The main tutor in the special class is absolutely extraordinary. The students of the special class, who are more scary, are better than the instructors of the advanced class.

It seems that it will become more and more interesting in the future.

At this moment, on the ring, the competition is getting more intense.

Lin Zhi practiced Wuling spear technique. This spear technique was originally extremely domineering, and he emphasized that attack is the best defense.

On the contrary, Qing Yu's spear skills are rigorous in defense. The two are on the ring, attacking and defending. Spear skills are dangerous, but the tricks are dazzling.

The battle became more and more fierce, and injuries began to appear on the two of them.

Gradually, the two of them breathed heavily, apparently reaching their limits.

In the end, two muffled noises spread, and two figures opened at the touch of a button.

"It seems that if you continue to fight, you and I can't tell the victory or defeat, but after all, my realm is higher than you. This battle is counted as I lost."

Qing Yu gave a wry smile and said.

In spear skills, he and Lin Zhi are on par, but his realm is higher than Lin Zhi. He didn't win Lin Zhi, but he actually lost.

"If you lose, you lose. If you win, you win. You didn't win me, and I didn't win you. In this round, let's tie!"

Lin Zhi said calmly.

Glancing at each other, a smile appeared from the eyes of the two of them.

The first game, a draw!

It's just that these grades have already made the senior class nine worthy of cheers.

Qing Yu has already made it clear that he is the strongest person in the senior second class, and it is really impossible for Lin Zhi to be able to draw with him.

In the second game, Zhanying played.

"Let me do it!"

Mo Yang said.

Zhanying is a more legendary person in the second class of senior level.

Since this person entered the Leifeng Courtyard, he has been unremarkable and unknown.

But suddenly one day, it seemed like an epiphany, this person began to make progress all the way, and finally entered the advanced second class in just one year.

Such people generally possess the talents of great wisdom and stupidity.

"Zhanying!"

"Mo Yang!"

"Hey, your swordsmanship is very strong, I admire it very much, but my clumsy fist was created by myself, for a year, although it is not perfect, but it should be the same as your sword intent."

Zhanying smiled, with a sincere smile on his face.

"It just so happens that my swordsmanship also needs to be honed, clumsy fist, seemingly clumsy, but in fact full of great wisdom or stupid ability, compared to those geniuses who are born with extremely strong talents, you will go further."

"Haha, thank you for the praise, but I will still try my best!"

Zhanying smiled and opened his posture.

He fought Mo Yang Longsword with both fists, which had to be said to be a disadvantage.

However, he believes that his own clumsy boxing can take the upper hand because it was his own creation.

Seeing Zhanying, Mu Yun had to admire Li Zelin.

Every one of the students taught is upright and honest, and every student has his own understanding and owns his own things.

On the contrary, he only wanted to pass on to each student the martial arts suitable for them, but he had not considered allowing them to truly explore their own potential.

"The clumsy boxing is clumsy. It seems clumsy, but in fact it is shrewd. It seems that Mo Yang is going to fight hard."

"Instructor Mu, who do you think will win?" Huang Wuji said anxiously.

"It should be Mo Yang!"

Mu Yun spoke slightly.

Mo Yang should win, but even if he wins, he might have to spend a lot of effort.

So even if the ninth squad broke through the second squad, can they continue to fight for the remaining squad?

On the stage, there are two figures coming and going. In the end, Mo Yang, relying on his powerful understanding of swordsmanship, took the lead and defeated Zhanying.

Seeing the long sword shining with cold light on his neck, Zhanying gave a wry smile: "I lost!"

"Concession!"

Mo Yang arched his hands and walked off the ring.

In the second game, the senior class nine wins!

Now, with one win and one tie, the senior second class wants to win, and the next two games must be won.

After stepping off the ring, Zhanying let out a sigh of relief.

"How?" Qing Yu smiled beside him.

"Strong!"

Zhan Ying replied: "The advanced class 9 has come to this point, relying on its own strength, and it is convincing to lose."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that Lin Zhi's marksmanship was so round and mature. I guess, if it weren't for the next game, I'm afraid Lin Zhi still has the hole cards to use, I might have lost."

"Don't you also have hole cards?"

In response, Qing Yu gave a wry smile and stopped talking.

He has a hole card, but the hole card is taken out. If he loses or draws, it exposes too much.

"The third scene, Liu Yu!"

"The third game, let me do it!"

Geng Xinyu laughed and stepped onto the ring.

After these few games, Mo Yang and Lin Zhi consumed a lot. Winning the game is very important, but the next game is also more important.

"Do what you can!" Mo Yang exhorted again.

"understand!"

Geng Xinyu naturally understands.

However, understanding is one thing, victory or defeat is another.

This battle can only be won, not lost.

Once he wins the fourth game, there is no need to play.

Two wins and one tie. Even if the senior second class wins in the fourth game, it is only a tie. As a result, the senior second class loses.

After all, they are the challenger.

Moreover, in the fourth game, Xiao Qingyu played, they may not necessarily lose.

However, in order to allow Xiao Qingyu to rest for a while, he must win this battle.

"Geng Xinyu, your body is very strong!"

"Thank you!"

"But this time, I, Liu Yu, must win. After all, I am in the second class of the advanced level. I have given you a chance for a fair decisive battle. Whether you can take it away depends on your strength!"

"Haha, rest assured, victory must belong to our senior class 9!"

After the polite remarks, the battle began.

The golden body of Geng Xinyu's cultivator is as hard as iron, and is more resistant to fights.

And Liu Yu uses a pair of hammers.

The hammer was in his hand, the wind screamed, and the aura was strong, and every time he hit Geng Xinyu to the edge, he almost fell into the ring.

However, Geng Xinyu can be regarded as a cruel and reckless character. Every time, he uses his body to resist the hammer.

One is human flesh, the other is steel.

But every time Geng Xinyu's body collided with the hammer and made a clattering sound, it made everyone present feel terrified.

"Worri!"

Every time I met Geng Xinyu, Liu Yu only felt his body smashed on a pile of steel, making his arms numb.

"Are you refining the body? You are forging your body as a profound tool."

"You are right, I just use my body as a profound weapon, as an indestructible weapon to exercise!"

Geng Xinyu laughed, clenched fists with both hands, fisted with one punch, and carried Liu Yu's sledgehammer hard.

It's just that every time, against the next hammer, Geng Xinyu will seize the opportunity and punch Liu Yu.

Geng Xinyu's body now blasted a punch, and that explosive power was enough to be equivalent to an attack from a low-grade profound weapon.

puff……

In the end, Liu Yu finally couldn't help it after taking Geng Xinyu's kick, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground completely.

Lost!

Two to one!

In the third competition, the advanced class 9 won again.

Laughing and walking towards Moyang, Geng Xinyu's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was vomited into his mouth, but he swallowed it again abruptly, still calm on the surface.

Sometimes people live, not for themselves.

This battle, for the sake of Squad 9, even if he died of resistance, he would continue to resist, unless he couldn't hold it anymore.

"come!"

Seeing Geng Xinyu's pale face, Mu Yun's face was gloomy and terrifying.

"No matter how foolish you are, you don't have to participate in the next game."

"Instructor Mu, I don't have one, I..."

"No?"

Mu Yun quickly pointed out his finger, and pointed one under the dantian of Geng Xinyu's abdomen.

puff……

This time, Geng Xinyu finally couldn't help it anymore, and he spouted a mouthful of black blood, his pale complexion became a bit ruddy.

"Take it!"

Taking a healing medicine from Su Xinran, Mu Yun ordered.

This guy, relying on his own physical strength, can be so desperate, completely treating his own words as wind in his ears.

"Two to one, the fourth game, even if my second class wins, it is only a tie, so in the fourth game, there is no need to fight again, my senior second class, I lost!"

Li Zelin stepped onto the ring at the moment, with a clear voice, announcing.

"This Li Zelin, on the contrary, is open and upright. In this way, Class 9 will be promoted again."

"Yes, the next game will be the first class. It depends on whether Yan Yunyu will also propose such a fair game."

"Hey, if Li Zelin did this, Yan Yunyu would definitely be criticized if he didn't do it. If he did this, if the first class was defeated by the ninth class, then he would lose face."

"What's the joke, class one will lose? I don't believe it if I kill you!"

Among the crowd, there was a burst of discussion immediately.

"Teacher Mu, my senior second class was defeated by you, and I am convinced by Li Zelin. The next thing is the battle between us. I don't know if Tutor Mu is willing to reward him."

"natural!"

Li Zelin arched his hands, and Mu Yun instructed Mo Yang to take a good rest and step onto the ring.

The moment he saw Li Zelin, he wanted to fight Li Zelin.

This is the attraction of the strong to the strong.

Men, always like to compare, let alone a warrior man!

Fighting full of passion can awaken the fighting desire and mind of the warrior himself. (Fourth)