Chapter 129

Seeing many students staring at themselves like fools, Mu Yun glanced: "was it nice to be abused by class 98 just now?"

"Now, of course, it's time to find the field. If you get beaten and don't take revenge, what do you do as a martial artist? Is it just to get beaten?"

"As the saying goes, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. It's a pity that we are not gentlemen, so we don't leave overnight revenge."

"Let me ask you one last question. Now, how dare you find a junior class 98? If you are counselled, stay in the class and wait for the triumph news to come back."

Mu Yun threw out his words in succession, which surprised and stunned everyone.

This is what a mentor should have.

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

Shinobi?

A warrior should bear it, but if you bear it every time, it's not a warrior, it's a black turtle!

"Well, this time I xuanyuanzhe will play in person and beat those tortoise bastards to cry for their parents!"

As soon as Mu Yun's words fell, a student stood up and couldn't help shouting.

The student was dressed in a brocade gown and a black windbreaker. He had beautiful eyes and long eyebrows, but now his face was blue and purple. It was obvious that he had been beaten just now.

Xuanyuanzhe?

"Xiaoxuan! Since you are so confident, let you come in the first game!" Looking at Xuanyuan Zhe, Mu Yun said with great sincerity.

"Cough..." after a dry cough, xuanyuanzhe sat down and said, "shepherd, those who can live in it, I can be an alternate, an alternate!"

“……”

On the martial arts training ground, a dozen junior class 98 students chatted there.

"Monitor, this is really fun!"

Looking at the geniuses in several classes around him, Wen Feng said with a smile: "class 9 of junior high school is rubbish. I think iron Feng can show off his strength by pressing one end of class 10? Bah!"

"Wenyang, next time you meet someone from class 9, beat me to death. Anyway, if you don't kill someone, there will be no problem. Don't be afraid!"

"OK!"

"Ha ha... Class leader, if you want me to say, people in class 9 of junior high school will take a detour when they see class 98 of junior high school!"

"That is!"

"That's a fart!"

A curse sounded. Wen Feng's words were suppressed and his face turned red.

Who!

"Tiefeng, how dare you come?" Seeing Tie Feng and a large group of junior class 9 students behind him, Wen Feng said contemptuously: "ouch, I'm not convinced when I lose. Is this preparing for a group fight?"

Wen Feng didn't care.

Iron Feng is only one important part of the spirit cave realm. Although the realm is equivalent to him, there is a big gap between them.

It's only a moment. Come again, iron Feng still loses.

"Students of class 98, dare you have another one?"

Iron Feng shouted, "I think you should all have a good rest. Dare you have another competition?"

"Dare you? What dare you?"

Wen Feng sneered, "this time, I'll let you know what genius is and what garbage is. Class 9 of junior high school is waste."

"You..."

"Iron front!"

Among the crowd, Mu Yun suddenly walked out, looked at the crowd and said, "it's just a competition. Why is it so troublesome?"

"Three matches, right? Now it's decided to play. The first game is Huang Wuji, the second game is Lin Zhi, and the third game is... Mu Fengxing, you come."

what?

Hearing Muyun's arrangement, the students of class 9 of junior high school were stunned.

What does the shepherd want to do?

Huangwuji is the 11th Prince of the royal family. This guy knows to be beaten all day and doesn't know to fight back at all. He has no status in the royal family and no one pays attention to him in class 9 of junior high school.

Lin Zhi is always alone. No one knows what his strength is.

However, Lin Zhi was the son of the head of the Lin family, but he was born to a servant girl of the Lin family.

If Mu Yun is the illegitimate son of the herdsman and his status is disgraceful, the existence of Lin Zhi is a disgrace to the head of the Lin family.

As for the shepherd's office... This guy is like a ghost every day. He doesn't say a word, as if he is incompatible with the whole world.

All three of them don't know their strength. Muyun actually let them play!

"Shepherd, i..." Huang Wuji didn't respond to Mu Yun's words for a long time.

He grew up stupid, so he was bullied from childhood. It can be said that he was beaten to the big. Now let him play, or at this time

"It's all right, I believe you!"

"Shepherd, I refuse!"

"Shepherd, I refuse!"

Almost at the same time, Lin Zhi and Mu Feng spoke.

"Invalid rejection!" Mu Yun grimaced and said impatiently, "you two must play. If you don't play, break your legs."

“……”

Break your leg?

The whole Qixian college has not heard any tutor dare to threaten students like this!

"Whet haw, is it over? In the first scene, I'm Wenyang. Who's in your junior class 9?"

"Huang Wuji, you go!"

Mu Yun waved his hand and signaled Huang Wuji to come on.

"Yes, mentor!"

The emperor was very sweating and walked forward.

This is the first time he has stood up.

Although just now he broke through the body ten fold gathering state with the help of the spirit liquid, Wen Yang was also the body ten fold and was good at attacking.

He has no advantage at all.

But I don't understand why Mu Yun let him play, but since he plays, he doesn't want to lose.

He is a waste and despised by several royal brothers, but he is not stupid. Victory and dignity are what every martial artist yearns for.

He is no exception.

Since we fight, we must win!

Since you choose to be beaten, you must hold on!

He's not good at attacking, so defend. He can't beat it. He can stand it!

"Huang Wuji, although you are a prince of the royal family, I'm afraid I'm sorry today." Wen Yang's hands banged and laughed, "it's a long face to beat a Prince down."

"Come on!"

It's already a posture of preparedness, Huang Wuji said firmly in his eyes.

"Big jade spiral palm!"

With a low drink, Wen Yang stepped forward and slapped him in the air. Wearing a cloak and rain, he cleaved to the emperor's limitless power like the accumulated power before the storm.

Bang

Huang Wuji greeted him with a fist, bang, slap and punch, and the two figures separated.

But Wen Yang just took a step back, while Huang Wuji even punched people and sat down on the ground, falling down and eating shit.

"Ha ha..."

Seeing that Huang Wuji fell into a dog's excrement, the people of class 98 laughed, and the people of class 9 also blushed.

Seeing this, Huang Wuji wants to admit defeat and step back.

He won't be Wenyang's opponent at all. How can he win?

However, seeing Mu Yun, Huang Wuji was stunned.

At the moment, Mu Yun smiled. The smile seemed to encourage him to stand up again and win back his dignity.

He nodded fiercely. Huang Wuji patted his chest and looked at Wen Yang. His retreat momentum was completely gone.

War!

"Ah..."

There was a low roar in his throat, and Huang Wuji rushed out again. This time, he was completely fearless.

Bang

Sprint, beaten back.

Bang

Sprint again and be repulsed again.

Bang

Several times in a row, every time, Huang Wuji rushed forward, but every time, he was repulsed by Wenyang.

But Huang Wuji was not willing to admit defeat at all.

Just fight!

At the bottom of his heart, he always had only such a thought.

For yourself, for the shepherd and for class 9, let's fight.

Bang

Once again, Huang Wuji was repulsed.

"Shit, this guy, how can he fight so well!"

Wen Yang gasped heavily, his hands on his thighs, and sweat droplets on his face wet the ground.

He forgot how many punches he punched the boy, but every time, Huang Wuji rushed up again, regardless of life and death.

It's not a competition. It's all about fighting.

"Come again!"

He was scarred. Huang Wuji never said a word, just sprint, retreat, sprint, retreat!

Bang

Another Bang sounded, and everyone was used to it. This time, Huang Wuji was afraid that he would be thrown out far again.

Peng

A figure hit the ground hard and rolled around awkwardly before stopping.

"Wen Yang!"

However, just when the people thought that the one thrown out this time would still be emperor Wuji, a cry of surprise pulled the people back.

It's not huangwuji, it's Wenyang!

It was the first time that Wen Yang was defeated.

"Come again!"

However, at the moment, Huang Wuji doesn't care about those. What he wants is defense. Let people fight and let Wen Yang do his best to fight him.

Wen Yang quickly stood up and punched in panic.

Bang

Dong

The muffled sound sounded and Wenyang fell down again.

But this time, when Wen Yang fell, there was an extra punch mark on his face.

"Come again!"

Huang Wuji is completely bleeding. He has ignored it and just punched.

Bang Bang

Under the continuous sound, Wen Yang was beaten into a pig's head on his face and fell down completely. His body twitched a few times and there was no sound anymore.

Win!

Huangwuji won!

Seeing this scene, not only the people in class 98 of junior high school don't believe it, but also the people in class 9 can't believe it.

"Shepherd, I won... Won!"

"Well, go down and have a rest. Remember, don't go to sleep now. Remember every bit of your fight just now."

"Yes!"

Hearing Muyun's blessing, Huang Wuji went behind the crowd, sat down cross legged and began to understand.

"Shit, I'll lose." Seeing Wen Yang fall to one side, Wen Feng is already unconscious. Wen Feng is gnashing his teeth.

"Monitor, I can't lose the next two games. Let me." Beside Wen Feng, a rough looking man shouted.

"OK, when Tuoba, you are ten heavy flesh. I believe you can't lose this war."

"No problem!"

When Tuoba was 1.9 meters tall, he stood there like a hill. Looking at class 9 of junior high school, he shouted, "who will die next? Class 98 let you in the war just now. I really thought you were a genius? Bah!"

"Lin Zhi, come on!"

"Shepherd, I..."

"There's so much nonsense. Let you go. Believe it or not, I'll break your leg."

"I... OK!"

Lin Zhi, dressed in a gray shirt, is thin and has long hair tied behind his head. He has no choice but to play.