Chapter 147

Mu Yun laughed and said, "go back and have a look. I want to see how the dogs in class 4 dare to bully my class 9!"

Hearing Muyun's words, Xuanyuan and zhe were immediately interested.

The shepherd is a cow. It seems that they are an advanced class and class 4 is only an intermediate class.

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Leifeng courtyard, on such a big martial arts field, banners are pulled at the moment, with eye-catching titles written on them.

"In class 12 of intermediate level, the main tutor is Fang Yulan. Leifeng academy used to be a master of lingbang and taught the students of Longbang master."

"Junior class 26, master tutor..."

At the moment, the whole martial arts field is almost occupied by the banners of more than 100 classes of Leifeng Academy. Recruiting students is a major event for each class.

The infusion of fresh blood is the ultimate driving force for class promotion.

The college arranged for the newly recruited students to choose their own classes, so that these students can choose their own classes.

At the moment, in front of the recruitment position of intermediate class 9, a large number of people are gathered together.

"Tiefeng, Moyang is the first Kendo genius in the recruitment of the three levels. If you enter your intermediate class 9, will you bury the talents and be more knowledgeable, or give it to our advanced class 4!"

In front of the crowd, a 17-year-old boy said proudly, "our main teacher is Xiao Buyu. In Leifeng hospital, needless to say, you should also know what you can do to let Moyang go to your intermediate class 9. It's like burying a genius."

"Put your shit!"

Hearing zhe Fengyun's words, iron Feng bah and scolded: "zhe Fengyun, you senior class 4 have no ability, so don't fool around here. Moyang is willing to enter our class 9 because of the strong charm of the shepherd. What do you know?"

"The college holds such a recruitment method so that the students can choose the most suitable class for themselves. Your philosophy is so powerful that you regard the rules of the college as dirt. Besides, people in Moyang don't want to go with you."

"Is it Moyang?"

Moyang nodded and said, "well, this senior, I just want to join intermediate class 9. I'm sorry."

"Moyang, you don't have to worry about it. This iron Feng has sharp teeth and must confuse you. When you arrive at class 4, you will know that class 4 is powerful."

"Oh, so, zhe Fengyun, you want to do it!"

"Do it and do it. It's up to your intermediate class 9, too!"

"Mad, hit them!"

Iron Feng shouted angrily and rushed up with more than a dozen people in class 9. Zhe Fengyun was the monitor of class 4. At the moment, he couldn't help but rush up with all the people in class 4.

"Trouble!"

Looking at the battle between the two sides, mu Fengxing had no choice but to shake his head. After a few flashes, he joined the battle group.

At the same time, Lin Zhi, who came back with a long gun, was unwilling to show weakness and rushed into the crowd.

During this period of time, he practiced the Wuling marksmanship passed to him by Mu Yun. With great marksmanship, he rushed into the crowd and roared.

However, although class 9 has a population advantage, class 4 is an advanced class after all. Everyone in the class reaches the triple realm of the spirit cave realm. Where will they be weak.

For a time, class 9 gradually fell into the disadvantage.

If it weren't for Lin Zhi and mu Fengxing to show their amazing strength, class 9 would have been defeated.

Seeing this, Moyang had a headache.

"How dare he beat the people of class 9 and die!"

At this moment, three big men rushed up and rushed directly into the crowd like meat tanks.

"Boy, don't you miss your hand?"

Just as Moyang looked at the chaotic scene, a voice sounded in his ear.

"But I..."

Moyang just wanted to explain, but he just turned around and looked at the weak figure standing in front of him, but he was stunned in situ.

"As a person of class 9, you should show your hand! Besides... It's the order of the master!"

Moyang smiled and the long sword came out of its scabbard behind him.

It is still the top-grade green que sword. The long sword remains the same, but people are more than ten times stronger than before.

The Moyang long sword comes out of its sheath and the Qingque sword is just a simple top-grade ordinary weapon. For those who are in the spirit cave and martial arts, ordinary weapons are not enough to see.

But Moyang still uses this sword.

Just because this is the master who changed his life and forged it for him personally.

"Zhu Tianjiu style!"

With one sword, the whole fighting scene changed suddenly.

It was Muyun who taught Moyang the nine ways of killing heaven when he left. To Muyun's surprise, he didn't expect that Moyang could reach such a situation.

"Peak sword meaning... Good boy, almost cheated me!"

Seeing Moyang's long sword in hand, three in and three out, Mu Yun deeply realized that this boy was no longer the kid who made trouble in his first class.

But an eagle spreading its wings and soaring in the sky.

"That's what he meant!"

Xuanyuanzhe dodged under the dark sun sword, but there was still a red mark on his arm.

You know, what he cultivates is Wang BA's golden body. He knows exactly how much Wang BA's golden body does to strengthen his body, but he was almost broken by Moyang's sword.

"Monster!"

Seeing Moyang wielding his sword in the crowd, xuanyuanzhe quickly dodged.

With the addition of several people, more than a dozen people in class 4 found that they gradually lost to their opponents.

You're kidding!

They are senior class 4, but they can't beat the intermediate class?

Although the number of opponents has an advantage, with their realm and strength, it is right to choose at least three or four of them.

But now, I'm actually picked four by these bastards in class 9.

The dark sun with the long sword in his hand is almost unstoppable. There is also the shepherd's shepherd seal line. It usually looks weak, but now it is an explosive attack.

Lin Jialin, who is holding a long gun, is also a completely deadly means of killing and cutting.

Is this still human?

Especially those strong men who rushed into the crowd were incomparably strong shields that could not be broken or hurt at all.

Is this an intermediate class? I'm kidding.

"Go!"

Seeing that more than a dozen people were about to lose, zhe Fengyun gnashed his teeth, shouted angrily and left with more than a dozen people.

"Ha ha... Biesun, next time you come back, your grandpa won't recognize you!" Tiefeng laughed and was very happy.

"Are you happy?"

"Happy!"

"Dozens of people beat more than a dozen. If it weren't for Lin Zhi, mu Fengxing and Moyang, they would have lost early and still have a face to be happy!"

"Ah?"

After being taught a lesson by Mu Yun, Tie Feng turned red and couldn't speak.

Indeed, they won completely because of the large number of people. If the people of the fourth class gather here today, they will definitely suffer!

"Especially the three of you. I tell you that Wang Ba Jin Shen and supreme Ming Shen are not to be meat tanks in the crowd, but to fight with the enemy with your physical strength. Look at you three. You are completely stupid."

"And you, Lin Zhi, Wuling's marksmanship is about decisiveness, but decisiveness is not just killing. You just rush and completely ignore the surroundings. Someone gives you a knife in the back, and you'll be finished immediately."

"Shepherd Fengxing, the phantom Shenzong gate is the most mysterious body method and assassination skill. In your hand, it becomes a piece of shit!"

Looking at several people, Mu Yun taught them a lesson one by one, leaving no mercy at all.

"Moyang, you..."

"Master!"

Before Mu Yun spoke, the dark sun burst and knelt on his knees.

"Master, disciple is incompetent. Master and his mother are separated. Disciple is helpless. Master is alone in Nanyun city. Disciple is helpless. Today, disciple is late!"

Dong Dong Dong

Moyang looked solemn and knelt down to kowtow.

This head, knock sincerely!

"Get up!" Mu Yun smiled bitterly and scolded, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I was so emotional for the first time. Master, I almost cried."

"Go, master, take you to have a good meal!"

"Ah, ah, master, this is eccentric. With a swordsman with the highest sword intention, I'm not a treasure as an apprentice of a tool smelter!"

A joking voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"Qi Ming, aren't you afraid of thunder if you say so?" Moyang smiled and scolded.

Wait, chorus?

Hearing the name, Tie Feng couldn't turn his head.

Qi Ming, the most outstanding craftsman of Leifeng academy this year, the inferior Xuanqi craftsman!

This guy, isn't it that the master of the world of mortals wants to call as the closing disciple?

"Master!"

Qi Ming put away his smile, knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.

Master, master is preaching and imparting knowledge. Respect is his respect for Muyun from the bottom of his heart.

"OK, OK, I won't worry if you two come here!" Looking at them, Mu Yun said happily.

"Chorus, chorus!"

At this moment, another person came out of the crowd. Gu Yufan wiped the sweat on his forehead with one hand and said with a bitter smile: "Qi Ming, master Hongchen asked me to come to you!"

Qi Ming smiled and said, "Mr. Gu, thank you for bringing me here. Please tell master Hongchen that I already have a master. His name is Muyun!"

"Ah?"

Gu Yufan was stunned and looked at Muyun: "shepherd, is he your apprentice? No wonder, no wonder, hey hey, I'll tell master mortal to go now!"

Gu Yufan smiled and left directly.

Qi Ming's talent for refining utensils surprised the master of the world of mortals. He kept asking who Qi Ming's master was. Qi Ming still didn't say.

I didn't expect it was a shepherd!

That's all very well explained. With the shepherd's nine day forging formula, we can see the shepherd's profound attainments in the process of refining tools.

"Go, now that you have come to Nanyun City, the master will treat you well today. My identity as the head of the shepherd family is still useful. Let's go!"

Laughing, Mu Yun took a group of people and left the martial arts field.

"Waste!"

At the moment, at the senior fourth class, Xiao Buyu's face was livid. Looking at zhe Fengyun, the monitor in front of him, he angrily scolded.

"It's just an intermediate class 9. Don't say more than a dozen of you, even ten or five, should be solved easily. Look at you now. It's a shame to me!"

"Teacher Xiao, we can't blame us for this!" Zhe Fengyun said bitterly, "no one knows how those waste people suddenly become so powerful..."