Chapter 172： No more (1/2)
OMG!
Seeing Zhang Zihao point on him, Luofu's body was agitated and almost fell to the ground.
What kind of thing is this? If there is no meeting ceremony, he will use his head as a pledge.
If I knew it, I would get out soon.
”Huh, Luofu is the deputy dean of my Leifeng Academy. If there is a mistake, I will punish you. You have no right.”
”Hey, I have no right, but I want to kill him, there are thousands of ways, what can you do with me?” Looking at Hong Chen, Zhang Zihao smiled triumphantly.
His reputation as a midnight swordsman was not for nothing.
”you……”
Master Hongchen was extremely angry: ”Luo Fu is wrong, and I will punish him. You want to kill him, it's not that simple.”
Poor Luofu I was famous, as the vice president of Leifeng Academy, with high authority, but because he offended Mu Yun, he was carried around like a pet today.
”There is no need to kill!” Mu Yun smiled slightly: ”But being an apprentice? I'm still a mentor now, so let's just be an apprentice.”
”Ok?”
Hearing Mu Yun's words, Zhang Zihao frowned.
He Zhang Zihao accepts his disciple, who didn't beg to come, and Mu Yun refused him?
”Come on, what do you want?”
”I don't want any conditions. With you, teaching me is not enough, and I don't need people to teach me.”
Mu Yun said these words indifferently, but everyone around was already completely stunned.
What is going on today, the plot is reversed, it is really unacceptable and understandable.
”Me? Not qualified to teach you?”
Zhang Zihao laughed and said: ”Mu Yun, I admit that you are aloof, virtual sword power is indeed powerful, but virtual sword power does not mean sword power, you should understand.”
”The same sword, I swing it, and you swing it, the mood is so different, you can watch...”
Zhang Zihao said, raising his palm, a long sword appeared in his hand, and gently swung a sword. That sword seemed unintentional, but everyone's eyes fell on the long sword, but they felt that the whole person was Was attracted to it.
It is an indescribable mood that makes people deeply intoxicated.
But the next moment, Zhang Zihao flipped his palm, and the long sword suddenly reversed, a murderous look, and everyone felt completely dead.
And some students with a lower cultivation level couldn't help turning pale and staggering.
”Sword power is the general power of heaven and earth. What is important is the combination of warrior and sword, the combination of sword and heaven and earth, and the strength of the power that provokes the general power of heaven and earth depends on how strong your understanding of sword power is.”
”Is that right?”
Before Zhang Zihao finished speaking, Mu Yun took the long sword, swiped it lightly, then turned it again, and stabbed it lightly.
That sharp murderous aura filled the audience, and across the martial arts field, a series of swords rang lowly.
Swordsmanship!
Zhang Zihao looked at Mu Yun dumbfounded.
Immediately before the battle, he was still a virtual sword, but now, he has become a sword.
After a match, Mu Yun's virtual sword power turned into a sword power.
How can this be?
Zhang Zihao couldn't believe it at all.
With such comprehension, he really didn't have any qualifications to teach Mu Yun.
Within ten years, Mu Yun might be able to reach the peak of his sword power, comprehend his swordsmanship, and become a generation of strongest swordsman.
”Hehe, I'm Zhang Zihao arrogant and arrogant. Talented people come out from generation to generation. It seems that I am old, old!”
Zhang Zihao gave a wry smile, flicked his palm, and left the crowd.
”Ahem,” watching Mu Yun Hongchen coughed dryly, and said: ”Teacher Mu, don't worry, I will thoroughly investigate what happened today and give the senior class 9 fairness.”
”Thank you Dean!”
Mu Yun arched his hands and looked at everyone in Class Nine.
”Xiao Qingyu, after you go back, take this pill, your injury will probably heal, remember?”
”Yes!”
”Mu Fengxing, go to Master Mo Wen next day to receive a solid heart pill, a four-tier pill. You can recover tomorrow and save the sequelae.”
”Yes!”
”Well, everyone in Class 9 is gone. Today's battle, everyone is tired, just rest well.”
”Yes!”
With an order from Mu Yun, everyone in Class Nine gradually left.
The battle of the advanced class, at this point, first, it is already very obvious.
And at this moment, no one cares about who will be the first. Mu Yun's performance today exceeds everyone's guess. For a time, the entire Seven Sages Academy was completely shaken.
Yan Yunyu's talent was enough to be a bit class teacher, but he was dead.
A dead genius is no longer a genius.
At this moment, on the martial arts field, the crowd gradually dispersed.
”Yi Zhanlong, is there any danger in my heart?”
Outside the crowd, on the high platform, two figures stood.
One of them, dressed in white, had long hair tied up, and the wind gently brushed his hair, looking like a picture scroll.