Xiao Buyu was not reconciled with this result, but there was no way.

Mu Yun is like a mountain after another. When you see the top of this mountain, he suddenly grows another higher mountain top, which makes people desperate.

In the audience, Yan Yunyu looked at Xiao Buyu and nodded.

Even if he couldn't beat Mu Yun, it was enough to expose him one hole after another, at least Yan Yunyu would make him feel bad.

"Next, senior class nine, challenge senior class three!"

After a short break, the referee's voice sounded.

The advanced class 9 is finally one step forward.

The first three classes!

Wang Xinyu, the instructor of the third class, is strong, and the class he leads has always maintained the top three posture, and has never fallen out.

Li Zelin, the instructor of the second class, is inherently mysterious and unpredictable. In some respects, his second class is even better than the first class.

Needless to say, Yan Yunyu, the main tutor of the first class.

For three consecutive years, he won the first position in the battle of advanced classes.

No one in his class can challenge and succeed, and he himself, no one can defeat him. At least, in the advanced class, no tutor has defeated him yet.

Regarding the legend of Yan Yunyu, there are many in Leifeng Courtyard. First of all, he is not a member of the five big families. He is only relying on himself to move to the top of Leifeng Courtyard step by step.

Some senior leaders of Leifeng Academy even believe that in the future, there must be a place for the high-level seats of Leifeng Academy.

After all, Leifengyuan does not belong to any family, and all senior managers are judged by their strength.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the senior class 9 was able to sing all the way without two people, Luo Fu hummed, his face cold.

This Mu Yun is really arrogant.

By virtue of being the young patriarch of the Mu family, he can do whatever he wants.

Scolded everyone in the senior class, let him put the face of the deputy dean.

"Yan Yunyu, now the senior management of the academy has praised you unanimously. You have won three consecutive championships. This time, as long as you hold the first place, the academy will consider it and give you a higher position. Talent, my position in the future is not impossible!"

Luo Fu smiled slightly, looked at Yan Yunyu beside him, and said.

"Thank you Dean Luo, don't worry, I'm used to being the number one. Whoever wants to grab it, I have to weigh my own strength."

grab?

Ping Muyun, is he worthy?

In Leifeng Academy, it was not yet his turn for a young man who had just served as a senior class instructor to call the shots and dominate.

"Class 9 challenges Class 3, start!"

The referee began to announce the start of the game.

However, under the expectation of everyone, they saw Wang Xinyu in a white dress, walking towards the top of the ring.

"In this game, Class 3 surrendered!"

Admit defeat?

Class three admit defeat?

what's the situation?

Hearing Wang Xinyu's words, the entire martial arts field exploded.

"Don't admit defeat!"

Hearing this, Luo Fu stood up from his position with a loud cry and suddenly shouted: "Where is the reason for surrendering without a fight in the battle of the senior class? Wang Xinyu, what do you want to do?"

"Deputy Dean Luo, I just don't want to be scolded, just take advantage of the danger!"

Wang Xinyu proudly said: "After all, my third class is the top three of the advanced class. Now only five people are on the court in the ninth class. The beginning of this challenge is unfair. What if my third class wins such a competition? It will only be even more embarrassing. As the head instructor of the third class, I am qualified to make a decision and give up!"

"Furthermore, Dean Luo, I, Wang Xinyu, don't want to be scolded as **** and cunning evildoers. At least I, Wang Xinyu, walks upright and sits upright. This time, I give up!"

Looking at the students of Advanced Class 3 in the audience, Wang Xinyu shouted loudly: "Students of Class 3, are you willing to give up?"

"willing!"

"willing!"

"willing!"

Upon hearing Wang Xinyu's words, the senior third class shouted loudly.

It is not ashamed to admit defeat. On the contrary, if you know that it is an unfair game, you have to squeeze your head to fight for victory. That is to take advantage of the danger. If you win, you will lose your face.

"Okay, you Wang Xinyu, this senior class competition is over, I will look for you again!"

Luo Fu was very angry, but Wang Xinyu would not listen to him at all.

In fact, every senior class master instructor, an advanced class led by him, will be a warrior who is famous for the entire Nanyun Empire in the future.

Therefore, every master teacher also has arrogance in his heart.

"The competition continues, senior class nine, challenge senior class two!"

No one thought that Wang Xinyu would choose to surrender, but the result was so, everyone just sighed.

Wang Xinyu is a well-known beauty in Leifeng Academy. Many people want to see her show off. Unfortunately, this battle for advanced classes seems impossible.

In fact, Mu Yun was also a little lost in his heart.

Now, he was not sure where Wang Xinyu came from, and he wanted to check with him.

Now it seems that there is no hope.

But this is also good.

Now, Mo Yang and Xiao Qingyu are both at a great consumption. One less class battle, their strength will be able to recover more time.

"You little bastards, come here!"

Looking at a few people, Mu Yun said.

"Put out your palm, and you, Mu Fengxing!"

"Yes!"

Although they didn't understand what Mu Yun wanted to do, the five of them still stretched out their palms.

"Now, feel it with your heart and absorb these soft powers into your body. Next, what you need to do is to fight and take everything you want!"

"Yes!"

At the next moment, the five people felt that the palms of their hands were filled with coolness, which was a peculiar power.

What Mu Yun gave them was naturally divine power.

At the moment, the four of them consume a lot of energy, and the diluted divine power is also good for their recovery.

And, the most important point.

In the next second class, the strength is terrifying. These guys will definitely not listen to their own words.

This supernatural power, to a certain extent, can also prevent them from working too hard, causing injuries and sequelae.

"Mu Fengxing, you can't play, remember?"

Seeing Mu Feng walking up the ring, Mu Yun repeatedly asked.

"clear!"

On the surface, Mu Fengxing agreed, but what he was thinking in his heart, Mu Yun didn't know.

Fight against the second class of advanced class, and the battle begins.

It wasn't until this moment that Mu Yun met Li Zelin, the instructor of the senior second class for the first time!

About this person, the entire Leifeng Academy knew very little.

Li Zelin was wearing a long gown and carrying a long sword behind his back. The long sword was wrapped in a long gray cloth. Standing in front of the student, Li Zelin looked plain and unremarkable. If you don't observe carefully, you can completely ignore this person.

But before he knew it, Mu Yun felt that this person was terrifying!

If it is said that Yan Yunyu is the strongest person among the senior mentors he thinks, and this person is only a bit second to Yan Yunyu, or speaking, it is more terrifying than Yan Yunyu.

Among the Leifeng Academy, there are indeed many talents.

Before, he was only in the elementary and intermediate classes, and he was also exposed to some of the lowest-level martial artist instructors, but now, all he can see is the more powerful instructors.

Next, in the Academy of Seven Sages, I am afraid it will become more and more exciting.

On the other hand, Li Zelin had already arranged the students to participate in the competition.

Four people!

Li Zelin chose only four students to play.

"Li Zelin, what are you doing?" Seeing that Li Zelin had only selected four students, Luo Fu started filming the case.

These senior class tutors turned them back.

"What do I do, I don't need you to interrupt!"

However, in the face of Luo Fu, Li Zelin only responded with a slight response.

Holy crap!

Hearing Li Zelin's answer, Mu Yun gave a thumbs up in his heart.

He thought he was arrogant enough, but he didn't expect Li Zelin to be even more arrogant than him.

Luo Fu is the deputy dean of Leifeng Academy. Facing the deputy dean, he belched his response in one sentence. It was really amazing.

"Reverse, you are both reversed!"

Luo Fu's face was completely lost this time.

One Wang Xinyu, one Li Zelin, this year, the chief tutor of the advanced class is more mad than the other.

"What I want to do is my problem. You have no right to interrupt!" Li Zelin still said the same thing: "Senior Class Nine has reached this point. I only have four battles with them. Three to one is the victory. Tie or lose, I lost in the second class, willingly."

"you……"

"I said, our senior second class, just participate in the competition, if you are not convinced, you can directly cancel our second class qualification!"

Hang!

In a few words, Li Zelin ignored Luo Fu at all and motioned to his students to start on stage.

Four to four.

This game is very fair.

"Qing Yu, Zhan Ying, Liu Yu, and Li Xiang, you four will play at will, do your best, win or lose, but you want to show your strength, understand?"

"Yes, Mentor Li!"

Game start!

Advanced Class Nine, vs. Advanced Class Two.

The first one to play, Qing Yu.

Qing Yu was holding a long spear, and when he stepped onto the stage, he said, "Senior Class Two, my strength is the strongest, but I am good at using guns, so I really want to fight you, Lin Zhi!"

Qing Yu didn't have too many fancy words: "Of course, I just want to discuss with you on marksmanship. In your senior class 9, the strongest person should be Mo Yang. Who will fight? You decide!"

After the words fell, Qing Yu's spear was erected on the ring, waiting quietly.

"Let me do it!"

Lin Zhi held the spear with excitement in his heart.

He has been using a long gun, and he is naturally looking forward to the battle between guns and guns.

Especially after Mu Yun passed on to him the Wuling spear technique, his love for the long spear reached a kind of madness.

Now, there is a rare spear master who appears, he does not want to waste this opportunity.

"good!"

In this regard, Mo Yang chose to believe in Lin Zhi.

Although he was the strongest combat power of the Senior Ninth Squad, he understood how Lin Zhi felt in this battle.

"It must be our mission!"

Pick up the gun and go into battle!

This battle is destined to be a battle for growth and transformation. Mo Yang no longer cares about who wins and who loses.

Participating in the battle of the advanced class, in order to win the first place, but along the way, every student around him has become a brother fighting side by side.

It is worthwhile for brothers to be satisfied at this moment.