Chapter 147: Various means

Mu Yun laughed and said, "Go, go back and have a look, I want to see, how dare you bully the puppies in the senior class 4 to the head of my middle class 9!"
Hearing Mu Yun's words, the three of Xuanyuanzhe immediately became interested.
The pastoral instructor is the cow, as if they were an advanced class, and the fourth class was just an intermediate class.
Leifengyuan, above the huge martial arts field, at this moment, one by one banners are pulled, with eye-catching titles written on them.
"Intermediate Class 12, the main instructor Fang Yulan, Leifeng Academy was once a master of the list, and a student who taught a master of the dragon list."
"Junior Class 26, the main tutor..."
At this moment, the entire martial arts field is almost occupied by banners of more than 100 classes in Leifeng Academy. Recruiting students is a major event for every class.
The infusion of fresh blood is the ultimate motivation for class promotion.
The college arranges for newly recruited students to choose their own classes, so that these students can choose a class that suits them.
At this moment, before the enrollment position of Intermediate Nine Class, a large group of people gathered together, so it was so lively.
"Tie Feng, Mo Yang is the number one kendo genius in recruiting three levels this time. If he enters your Intermediate Ninth Class, he should bury the talents and know more about it, or let us give it to the Advanced Fourth Class!"
In front of the crowd, a 17- or 18-year-old boy proudly said: "Our main instructor is Xiao Buyu. In Leifeng Academy, needless to say, you should also know what you can do to get Mo Yang to your Intermediate Class 9? Is to bury a genius."
"Fuck you shit!"
Hearing what Zhe Fengyun said, Tie Feng yelled and cursed: "Zhe Fengyun, your senior class 4 is not capable, so don't mess around here. Mo Yang is willing to enter our class 9 because of the powerful charm of the tutor. ,what do you know?"
"The academy holds this kind of enrollment method to allow students to choose the class that suits them best. You are so powerful, depending on the academy's rules like dirt, besides, Mo Yang, he is not willing to go with you."
"Is it Mo Yang?"
Mo Yang nodded and said, "Well, this senior, I just want to join Intermediate Class 9, sorry."
"Mo Yang, don't worry about it. This Tiefeng's sharp teeth must have confused you. When you get to our fourth class, you will know that the fourth class is great."
"Oh, so to speak, Zhe Fengyun, you want to do it!"
"You can do it with your hands. It's also worthy of your Intermediate Nine Class!"
"Ma De, beat them!"
Tie Feng shouted angrily and rushed up with a dozen people from Class Nine. Zhe Fengyun was originally the squad leader of the senior class four, so he couldn't bear it at this moment, and immediately rushed with the people from Class four.
"trouble!"
Seeing the battle between the two sides, Mu Fengxing reluctantly shook his head, and joined the battle group after a few flashes.
At the same time, Lin Zhi who rushed back, holding a spear, rushed into the crowd not to be outdone.
During this period of time, he practiced the Wuling spear technique passed to him by Mu Yun, and he rushed into the crowd with a roar.
It's just that, although Class Nine occupies the advantage of the number of people, Class Four is an advanced class after all. Everyone in the class has reached the triple realm of the Spirit Cave Realm, so there is no way to show weakness.
For a time, Class Nine gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Had it not been for Lin Zhi and Mu Fengxing for their amazing strengths, Squad 9 would have been defeated.
Seeing this scene, Mo Yang had a headache.
"What the hell, dare to beat our ninth class guys and find death!"
At this moment, three sturdy big men rushed up, rushing into the crowd directly like a meat tank.
"Boy, don't you go up and miss your hands?"
Just as Mo Yang watched the chaos in the scene, a voice rang in his ears.
"But I..."
Mo Yang just wanted to explain, but he just regained his senses, looking at the not strong figure standing in front of him, but he was stunned.
"As a member of Class Nine, I should naturally show my hand! Besides... it's the command of the master!"
Mo Yang smiled slightly, and the sword came out of his back.
It was still that high-grade mortal weapon Qingque sword, the long sword remained the same, but the man was more than ten times stronger than before.
The Moyang Longsword came out of its sheath, the Qingque Sword, it was just a simple high-grade mortal weapon, for the spirit cave martial artist, the mortal weapon was not enough.
But Mo Yang still used this sword.
Just because this is the master who changed his life, personally forged for him.
"Zhutian nine styles!"
With a sword, the entire fighting scene instantly changed.
The nine Zhutian styles were taught to Mo Yang when Mu Yun left, but to Mu Yun's surprise, he did not expect that Mo Yang could reach such a situation.
"Peak Sword Intent... Good boy, almost fooled me too!"
Seeing Mo Yang's long sword in his hand, three in and three out, like entering no man's land, Mu Yun deeply realized that this kid is no longer the kid who made trouble in his first class.
But an eagle spreading its wings, soaring into the sky.
"Hey, this is the sword intent!"
Xuanyuanzhe flashed under him, avoiding the aftermath of Mo Yang's sword, but a red mark still appeared on his arm.
You know, he is cultivating the King Domination Golden Body, and he knows exactly how powerful the King Domination Body is for the body's toughness, but he is almost broken by Mo Yang's sword.
"monster!"
Seeing Mo Yang swinging his sword in the crowd, the sword spirit suddenly appeared, Xuanyuanzhe quickly avoided.
With the addition of a few people, more than a dozen people in Class 4 found that they had gradually lost their opponents.
What a joke!
They are the senior class four, so they will lose to the intermediate class?
Although the opponents have an advantage in number, their realm and strength are at least able to pick three or four.
But now, the of Class Nine actually picked four of them one by one.
The sword intent of Mo Yang holding the long sword is simply unstoppable, and the Mu Fengxing of the Mu family, who usually looks weak, but now it is an explosive attack.
Lin Jialin who held the spear in his hand was also a completely desperate means of killing.
Is that human being?
Especially those brawny men who rushed into the crowd were extremely strong shields that could not be broken or injured at all.
This is an intermediate class? Just kidding.
"go!"
Seeing more than a dozen people are about to lose, Zhe Fengyun gritted his teeth, yelled, and left with a dozen people.
"Haha... turtle sun, come back next time, your grandfather won't recognize you!" Tie Feng 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 Mo Yang, they would have lost early, and they would still be happy!"
"what?"
After being taught by Mu Yun, Tie Feng's face flushed and he couldn't speak.
Indeed, they won because of the large number of people. If all the people from Class 4 gather here today, it will definitely be them who suffer!
"Especially the three of you. I preach that you are kings of golden body and supreme body. It is not for you to be a flesh tank in the crowd, but for you to fight the enemy with the strength of your body. Look at you three. It’s a fool."
"And you, Lin Zhi, Wuling's spear technique is about killing and decisiveness, but decisiveness is not just killing, you just charge, completely ignoring your surroundings, and someone behind you will give you a knife, and you will be finished immediately."
"Mu Fengxing, the Phantom Shenzong Sect is the most mysterious body and assassination martial arts, in your hands, it has become a pile of shit!"
Looking at a few people, Mu Yun taught one by one, without leaving any affection.
"Mo Yang, you..."
"Master!"
Before Mu Yun spoke, Mo Yang slammed and knelt on his knees.
"Master, the disciple is incompetent, the master is separated from his wife, the disciple is helpless, the master is in Nanyun City, isolated and helpless, the disciple is helpless, today, the disciple is late!"
咚咚咚...
Mo Yang looked solemn and knelt down.
This head, knocked sincerely!
"Get up!" Mu Yun laughed bitterly, and cursed: "You and I have not seen you for a long time. The first time I was so sensational, Master, I almost broke into tears."
"Go, Master will take you to have a good meal!"
"Hey, hey, Master, this is eccentric. With a swordsman with a pinnacle sword intent, I, the master and apprentice of the refiner, are not a treasure!"
In the crowd, a joking voice suddenly sounded.
"Qi Ming, aren't you afraid of lightning strikes if you say that?" Mo Yang scolded with a smile.
Wait, Qi Ming?
Hearing this name, Tie Feng couldn't turn his head.
Qi Ming, Leifeng Academy's most outstanding crafting master this year, low-grade profound craftsman!
This guy, isn't Master Hongchen wanting to be a closed disciple?
"Master!"
Qi Ming put away his smile, knelt down and bowed his head respectfully.
Master, teacher is preaching and teaching profession, respect is his respect for Mu Yun from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay, okay, you two come here, I won't worry!" Looking at the two, Mu Yun said happily.
"Qi Ming, Qi Ming!"
At this moment, another person squeezed out of the crowd. Gu Yufan wiped the sweat from his forehead with one hand, and smiled bitterly: "Qi Ming, Master Hongchen asked me to come to you!"
Qi Ming smiled slightly and said: "Senior Gu, thank you for bringing me here. Could you please tell Master Hongchen that I already have a master, and his name is Mu Yun!"
"what?"
Gu Yufan was stunned and looked at Mu Yun: "Instructor Mu, he is your apprentice? No wonder, no wonder, hehe, I will tell Master Hongchen to go!"
Gu Yufan smiled and left directly.
Qi Ming's talent for refining tools has shocked Master Hongchen to heaven. He kept asking Qi Ming's master, but Qi Ming still didn't say it.
I didn't expect it to be a shepherd teacher!
All that is well explained. With the Nine-Day Forging Secret Art from the Instructor of Pastor, it can be seen that the Instructor of Pastor has advanced knowledge in the process of refining.
"Let's go, since you have come to Nanyun City, today, Master will treat you well. My identity as the young patriarch of the shepherd family is still useful. Let's go!"
Laughing, Mu Yun left the martial arts field with a bunch of people waiting.
"waste!"
At this moment, in the senior class four, Xiao Buyu's face was pale, looking at the squad leader Zhe Fengyun in front of him, he scolded angrily.
"It's a mere intermediate class 9. Don't say you have a dozen or so, even if there are ten or five, you should solve it easily. Look at what you are now, it's shameful to me!"
"Teacher Xiao, we can't be blamed for this matter!" Zhe Fengyun said bitterly: "No one knows how the trash can suddenly become so powerful..."