Mu Yun snorted coldly, pointed at the corpse of the spirit beast lying on the ground, and said calmly: "See clearly, the fourth-order spirit beast, the red feather wolf, the cut wound was cut and killed by a double-edged sword. Scissors are the magic weapon used by Wang Xinya. Among your students, does anyone use double-edged scissors?"

"Look again, Wang Xinya's trauma is one of the Xuan-level low-level martial arts Nicholas Punch Fist, and the other is the rain sword technique. These two martial arts are both hidden in the academy and can be investigated. Your students Look again, Wang Xinya's arm wound was obviously broken by a heavy hammer. Turn around and open your dog's eyes to see clearly. What is your good student holding in the hand?"

Behind Xiao Buyu, a student was holding a giant hammer in his hands.

In just a few minutes, Mu Yun made such an analysis, which Xiao Buyu had never expected at all.

Looking back at a few students, Xiao Buyu said coldly: "Even if my students are lustful, but naturally it is up to the dean to judge, who gave you the right to let you kill him?"

Ha ha……

Hehehe, Mu Yun smiled.

He finally understood it!

Xiao Buyu now knew that he was unreasonable, and began to grab him to kill Gu Ming for this reason, putting the cart before the horse, very powerful.

"The dean's judgment, I will naturally listen. Now, I want to heal my students. Please stay away. I'm looking annoyed!"

"you……"

Shoo...

Suddenly, several figures swept across the air again.

"Xinya!"

Wang Xinyu rushed to see her sister injured.

"what happened?"

"Ask him!" Looking at Xiao Buyu, Mu Yun said indifferently.

After a few glances, Wang Xinya probably understood what had happened, looked at Mu Yun gratefully, and then began to heal Wang Xinya.

At this moment, a figure walked out of the crowd.

"Vice Dean Luo!"

Seeing that figure, several senior class tutors saluted respectfully.

Luo Fu! It was the deputy dean of Leifeng Academy. Luofu was dealing with all matters large and small in Leifeng Academy, but this time Grand Master Hongchen himself took the initiative.

However, the three-day test time is not short, and it will naturally not be wasted for the crazy master Hongchen.

So the rest of the matter will be handled by Deputy Dean Luo Fu.

"Deputy Dean Luo, the pastoral tutor killed the students of my fourth class, and asked Deputy Dean Luo to be the master of my fourth class. Leifeng Academy, is it a place that pays attention to rules?"

"Naturally!"

Luo Fu looked at the scene and immediately said: "Mu Yun, although Guo Ming was wrong, there was no death after all. Wang Xinya was only injured. If you killed Guo Ming, you would violate the rules of the academy and you deserve to be punished!"

"However, considering that you are the master instructor of the senior class nine, you have to play in the battle of the senior class, so this punishment will reduce the number of participants in the battle of your senior class to five!"

what!

Hearing this, Mu Yun smiled!

Mom. By the way, this old guy is in the same group as Xiao Buyu.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, Deputy Dean Luo, you used this kind of argument again, do I have to wait for my student to be killed, and then come forward to kill Guan Ming, is this right?"

Mu Yun said grimly: "Rules are rules, but please, the vice president first look at the situation clearly, and then talk about the rules."

"what do you mean?"

Luo Fu shouted angrily: "Do you think I am doing things unfairly? Mu Yun, this Leifeng Academy, Hongchen is the dean, but I am the deputy dean, don't overdo it!"

"Senior Class Nine, the number of participants is five. If there are more than five people, Advanced Class Nine does not need to exist and is completely disbanded."

When the words fell, Luo Fu shook his sleeve and left.

"Old fox!"

Watching Luofu leave, Mu Yun's face was angry.

Xiao Buyu sneered and turned to leave.

The other people saw no excitement to watch, and they all scattered one by one.

"Instructor Mu, I'm sorry!" Wang Xinya's face was pale, tears in her eyes rolled.

"Haha... it's okay, there are only five of five people, and five people will fight. Our senior class 5 is still number one!"

Mu Yun smiled freely.

Looking at Mu Yun's smile, Wang Xinyu was also apologetic, and an idea was born in her heart.

After three days of competition, there were no waves. Three days later, the students of each class returned from Poyun Mountain.

And everyone in Advanced Class 9 also understands what happened on the first day!

"Damn it, I think that Xiao Buyu was obviously deliberate. If Teacher Mu played for a while, Gu Ming and a few people would kill Wang Xinya. Then, even if Gu Ming was killed, what would happen?" Geng Xinyu looked on. Angrily said.

"Now the problem is not this, but how do five people participate in the game? Five people against seven people, then it is destined to have at least two people taking turns to play."

"Instructor Mu hurts himself because of his anxiety, and we can't persuade you, one word, spell it!"

Hearing what happened on the first day in the Poyun Mountain Range, everyone in Class Nine held a fire in their hearts.

In the end, the points ranking appeared, and the top seven of the nine classes were Mo Yang, Mu Fengxing, Lin Zhi, Xiao Qingyu, Geng Xinyu, Xuanyuanzhe, and Huang Wuji!

It's just that now, Xuanyuanzhe and Huang Wuji cannot participate in the competition.

There are only five people in the ninth class, that is, Mo Yang, Mu Fengxing, Lin Zhi, Xiao Qingyu, and Geng Xinyu!

The difficulty of the next battle of the ring can be imagined.

Five people vs. seven people, I have to say, it consumes too much.

Everyone returned to Leifeng's courtyard, and Mu Yun hadn't said a word on the way, but was conditioning his breath all the time.

"You should have performed a martial art that you can't perform right now? Otherwise, even Xiao Buyu and Wang Xinya will be left behind by you."

Seeing Mu Yun not saying a word, Lin Xianyu spoke.

"So much nonsense!"

"In fact, to be honest, sometimes I really don't understand you. You were not sure at that time. It was your students who were at risk. As for you so hard?"

"Who knows..."

Mu Yun smiled freely, shook his head, and said: "How? Are you moved by my great personality charm? Or stay with me, how about another three years?"

"You dream!"

Seeing that Mu Yun was still in the mood to make a joke, Lin Xianyu gave a wry smile and stopped speaking.

What Mu Yun displayed was a body technique in the Phantom God Sect: Phantom Ghost Step.

This footwork is particular about the weirdness. Originally, he could only use it when he reached the Eighth Layer of the Spirit Acupoint and opened up the Fengchi Acupoint. He was indeed beyond his own realm.

But Mu Yun did not expect that the backlash would be so strong.

Among the crowd, looking at Mu Yun who had a bad expression on his face, Mu Fengxing was silent.

What he cultivated was the Phantom God Sect that Mu Yun passed to him, and he naturally knew why Mu Yun was injured.

"Is it worth it?" Looking at Mu Yun, Mu Fengxing muttered in his heart.

The large group began to rush towards Leifeng's courtyard. Along the way, the atmosphere in the senior squads seemed a bit active.

"Hey, have you heard? The senior class 9 has been planted this time. There are seven people, and only five people are left to participate in the competition!"

"Deserve it, haha... I see how awesome they are this time, it's really happy."

"That is, the grasshopper jumped to the ground, really thinking that he was the emperor of the true dragon? This time, I have to kill them well."

Hearing that Class Nine was fined, only five of them were able to play, and many senior classes gloated over misfortune.

Entering the Leifeng Academy, at this moment, around the Leifeng Academy's martial arts arena, one by one on the stands, is already overcrowded.

The battle of the advanced class must be watched.

"You five, come with me!"

Looking at the five members of Moyang, Mu Yun said: "This time the eighteenth squad is fighting, it will be challenged at all levels. First, start with the eighteenth squad and challenge the seventeenth squad. The winner will continue to move forward. There will be other classes to challenge our ninth class."

"The five of you, I'm very relieved. Therefore, in the competition, I can do what I can. I can't force myself. It really can't. I have my own way!"

"Don't worry, Instructor Mu, must teach them well!" Xiao Qingyu eagerly said.

"Master, I will try my best!"

"Um!"

After patted a few people's shoulders, Mu Yun coughed, covering his mouth and smiling: "Go and rest first, don't put too much pressure on yourself!"

"Yes!"

Several people turned around, Mu Yun took away his palms, the blood in his palms was terrible.

"Isn't it just the five-level realm performing ghost steps? As for the horror..." Mu Yun laughed at himself as he shook his head with a wry smile, looking at the blood in his palm.

"Big Brother!"

Next to him, Mu Fengxing did not know when he appeared, and handed out a small handkerchief.

"You kid... I'm fine!"

"Brother, don't worry, I will definitely win!"

Mu Fengxing nodded.

In fact, from the beginning, he had never thought that Mu Yun would devote so much affection to Class Nine.

Even Mu Yun had never thought about this.

The second round of competition, completely started!

First of all, the 18th class challenges the 17th class!

As soon as the battle began, the students from the two sides began to play one by one, challenging one by one.

For the previous game, Mu Yun didn't have much interest, so he found a place and began to recover from his injuries.

He is now the fifth layer of the Spirit Acupoint Realm, and he has opened up the Guanyuan Acupoint.

In the five-fold realm, two acupoints are opened, namely Guanyuan and Qihai. These two acupoints are related to the strength of the martial artist's true essence, which is very important.

It's just that now, because Mu Yun urged the phantom's ghost steps, his body was wounded, and his meridians were injured.

On the contrary, it made his True Essence burst and weakened.

The challenge is very fast. I am afraid that he will be on the court in Class 9 in half a day, so he must recover earlier.

Gradually, time passed bit by bit, and on the field, cheers, cheers, and frustrations mixed together, making the eardrums distaste.

It's just that all of this has nothing to do with Mu Yun.

His mind settled in his mind, surrounded by soul power, wrapped his thoughts without being disturbed by the outside world.

"Next, Class 11 challenges Class 9!"

The 11th class and the 10th class won the game, and after a short break, the 11th class began to challenge the 9th class.

The first is the battle of students!

The five Moyang people stepped onto the ring.

On the other side, Ke Zeming led seven students from Class 11 to play separately.

"Haha...You guys from Class 11, you guys, it was actually supposed to be a challenge to Class 8. It's a pity that our class was downgraded by one level, and someone jumped to the front. Are you reconciled?"

"Not reconciled!"

There was a loud shout, resounding through the martial arts field!