Chapter 16

Only because Mu Pengcheng, who had fought side by side with Nanmen Feng, came to power at this time. In the heart of Nanmen maple, Mu Pengcheng has been regarded as a friend and a friend relying on life and death.

But what happened now made him cold.

The angry expression became indifferent. Nanmen Feng got up slowly and walked into the challenge arena without expression. Xuanyuan sword came out of thin air and said coldly, "please!"

Nanmen Feng's expression fell into Mu Pengcheng's eyes. The latter smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth, felt inexplicable pain in his heart, and whispered, "do you believe me?"

Trust! It is precious in a cruel world. It is simply a luxury.

At that moment, Nanmen Feng understood Mu Pengcheng's eyes, gently nodded, sat down, swallowed two pills and began to heal.

Mu Pengcheng's eyes lit up and became extremely hot. It was a kind of trusted gratitude, a flame ignited by friendship, hot, hot and warm people's hearts.

"Fight!"

Shepherd Pengcheng shouted loudly, shaking the bloody gun in his hand and stabbing the red gun flower towards the maple in the south gate. At this time, Nanmen Maple sat with his eyes closed and knees crossed, like a settled old monk, unaware of the long gun stabbed in his chest.

Mu Pengcheng only felt that the blood in his body was boiling. It took only one day to meet. Nanmen Maple could give his life to him. How can this trust and friendship make him not blood surging?

"OK! I've made this friend, and I've recognized this brother."

The fiery gunfire wiped the maple face at the south gate and blew up scattered long hair. His eyes were still closed and his face was indifferent.

"How powerful it is to protect the body." Mu Pengcheng shouted, and his footsteps clanged. He ran several steps in a row before stopping his body. His eyes looking at Nanmen Feng were full of horror.

The crowd was silent, and his eyes were full of amazement. "What's he doing? Treat us as idiots?" the crowd was angry. Mu Pengcheng was insulting their IQ. How can they not be angry when such a poor performance appeared in the challenge arena of the spirit list debate?

"Get down!"

"Shameless man, get out of Ziyun school."

The crowd was angry. Instead of fighting, Mu Pengcheng wasted this great opportunity. It was easy to defeat Nanmen Feng by going up and defeating him.

When the crowd came, Mu Pengcheng took their chance and insulted their IQ on the stage.

Mu Pengcheng, who enjoyed it, turned a blind eye to the shouting and scolding under the stage. He walked around Nanmen maple and looked solemn. He seemed to be looking for the weakness of Nanmen Maple's "invincible defense".

The bloody gun waved twice from time to time. At first, it shouted and drank occasionally. Finally, it was too lazy to speak, but it just revolved around the South Gate maple.

The grey clad old man in one corner of the challenge arena looked gloomy and quickly dripping out of the water. Wang Sheng in the corridor smiled. He understood the friendship of the young man, because he was once young.

"Stop!" the old man in grey could no longer help but shouted angrily, "those who practice favoritism and commit irregularities will be expelled from the University. There will be no victory or defeat within a single incense stick, and they will be eliminated."

"Dare you ask me, elder, why do you say that you are practicing favoritism?" Mu Pengcheng asked respectfully, "if this is a practice of favoritism, what's the matter with the elder's sneak attack on Nanmen Maple just now?"

"Presumptuous!" the old man in grey was furious with his hair and beard. "Are you questioning me?"

"I dare not." Mu Pengcheng said faintly, "it's just that the university has its own rules, not one person can control. Moreover, justice is free in the hearts of the people, right and wrong twists and turns. So many people here see it clearly."

"If you don't have the elder's palm, why bother me?"

"Bastard!" the old man in grey turned green. First was Nanmen Feng and then the boy. How can he keep his face in full view of the public?

"The following offense, you are no longer a disciple of Ziyun University from now on."

"Ha ha!" Mu Pengcheng looked up at the sky and laughed. After a while, he said, "if this is the truth of Ziyun University, it's ok if the university doesn't enter!"

Mu Pengcheng turned to face the corridor, bowed his hands and said in a loud voice, "dare you ask your predecessors, is this the truth of Ziyun university?"

"Bullying the weak with the strong is the rule of Ziyun university?"

"Is this the law of Ziyun university?

If the king Sheng in the corridor thought about it, he didn't move. Although his status is the most noble here, he is not in charge after all. He looks at the white robed old man.

If the old man in white robe feels it, he sighs, and a bitter smile appears on the corners of his mouth. When the younger generation asks such questions to his face, no one can hang on his face.

But let the situation develop, I'm afraid it will chill the hearts of the people. Mu Pengcheng listened and understood. The matter must be settled.

How to end it? The white robed old man is in a dilemma.

Xu Yao's fault? Isn't that self humiliating?

The mistakes of Nanmen Feng and Mu Pengcheng are obvious to all, which will chill everyone's heart.

Later, the white robed old man said faintly, "Fang Qing broke the rules first, Nanmen Feng didn't listen to the orders, Xu Yao's lax law enforcement, wrong hands hurt people, and Mu Pengcheng's malpractice for personal gain. All four were at fault."

"Fang Qing is dead and will not be investigated; Nanmen Fengzhong palm will not mention it; Xu Yao will be fined for half a year for lax law enforcement; Mu Pengcheng will end the challenge arena within half an hour, otherwise he will be punished for both crimes."

The crowd was speechless. They were all 40 big boards. Isn't this kind of mud? But in the present situation, this may be the best ending.

At this time, Mu Pengcheng on the stage simply sat down. He was too lazy to play and watched the battle in the opposite challenge arena.

This is the Third Battle of fukong. The opponent is also the top of the eighth floor of the spiritual realm. The two fought hard. However, fukong was lost. The previous two wars still had a great impact on him.

A moment later, the situation became more and more unfavorable to fukong. When people thought that fukong was about to lose, it suddenly changed. When Fu Kong shouted angrily, his momentum changed, and the spirit of killing filled the whole challenge arena. The long sword in his hand suddenly burst out an amazing sword meaning and roared down.

The man who fought against fukong was stunned, but he was unwilling to see the victory coming. He frantically urged Yuanli, and the yellow light flashed in front of him, and a mass of earthy yellow light stopped in front of him.

The sharp sword cuts on the earthy yellow light, slightly blocked, slightly trembled, and then continues to cut down. The man was in a panic, and the soles of his feet moved and hurried back.

"I admit defeat." just shouted, the long sword stopped at less than three inches above the man's head. The long hair cut off by the sword light danced with the wind. The man bowed his hand in cold sweat and got off the challenge arena.

Fukong, the first lingbang seat was finally determined.

Sword meaning? Sword again!

Unexpectedly, among the disciples this year, there have been two people who understand the meaning of the sword. How many surprises are hidden?

Everyone in the corridor smiled and was very satisfied with the performance of supporting the air. In particular, the second prince and the eighth Prince looked at Fu Kong with hot eyes, and even the people around them noticed their situation.