"Huzi, you can play now." Mu Ziyun returned to the sidelines and sat down and said.
"No rush, just wait."
The man in black robe on the attic had already turned around and walked away, and Old Man Xiu shouted, "Don't you want to see it?"
The black-robed man replied in a muffled voice: "I've finished reading. You're a wasteful brat, but you only have a good skin." Then he walked away.
After another round of competition, Huzi finally decided to take the stage. The opponent was also a man in his twenties, who was also a cultivator.
The two stood on the stage, bowed to each other, and then began to duel.
The man danced very fast. It seemed that Longshu was mainly based on body skills, so it would be unlucky to encounter a tiger. Huzi crossed his hands in front of his chest, chuckled, and used the heavy domain without moving. Especially within five feet of himself, it was even heavier than a hundred times.
As soon as the man entered the circle, he fell to the ground with a thud. Like a tiger pinching a chicken, he grabbed the back of the man's neck and threw him out of the field. The master on the sideline waved his hand and said: "Hurry up, the next one will come up."
A figure flew over. This man was nine feet tall, with a formidable face, and his double overlord eyes. He had an extraordinary momentum. I thought he would stir up waves after landing, but it turned out that he was like tapping a dull drum, and his feet were heavy. On the ground, and the mud on the ground seems to have changed somewhat.
Huzi raised his hand and bowed, waiting for the man to announce his name, but he didn't say anything for a long time. The teacher on the sidelines said angrily: "Follow the rules."
The man's skin remained motionless, his mouth opened, and he spoke with dignity, saying: "I never tell my defeated generals their names."
"Ha" Huzi sneered: "That's fine, I'll let you kneel down and tell me later."
He raised his right foot and ducked down, Zhongyu moved towards the man in a strip, Huzi flew behind him, raised the three-sided sky stone hammer, and leaned slightly back to test the man's hand.
As a result, the nine-foot "overlord" put his hands on his waist, straightened his body, motionless, his eyes full of contempt, "Drink!" Huzi hit the man's neck angrily, and the head of the three-sided sky stone hammer was There is a sharp point, and when it passes by, a deep hole can be made even if it is a stubborn rock, bang
There was a very crisp impact sound, followed by a dull echo. The three-sided sky stone hammer seemed to hit the steel plate. The bones of Huzi's hand were cracked, and a bloody seam appeared between the thumb and index finger, and even the arm was broken. I'm numb, and the right half of my body is terribly sore.
But there wasn't even a mark on the man's neck. "What kind of method is this!" Huzi stood in front of the man and said in a daze.
Suddenly, a burst of breath passed by, and Hu Zi's hair stood up instantly. This was a violent breath that was similar to Mu Ziyun, but not inferior to it. It was particularly overbearing and made people afraid to move forward.
puff! The nine-foot "overlord" kicked out fiercely, and the tiger smashed into the stone wall in the distance like a meteor. Soon after, blood flowed out along the gravel.
"Hu Zi!" Mu Ziyun jumped up from his seat, glared at the man ferociously, and shouted, "I'll kill you." Two fire claws suddenly shot out from his body, and he rushed forward in a spiral.
Two figures came down. They were two masters. One of them grabbed Mu Ziyun's throat with his arms and pulled him back. The other bent Mu Ziyun's legs with his feet and made him lean forward. The man in the field glanced at Mu Ziyun, his expression became a little different, and after a few breaths, he turned around and left. Like Ling Ding, he was on a mission to interfere with the competition, and he had already passed it.
"Kid," one of the masters said with a smile, "He lost because of his lack of strength. Just stay calm. If you dare to break the rules of Liangxi Academy, don't blame me for being rude to you."
Just as he was talking, a black knife was placed on the teacher's shoulder, and Fang Tianmu said coldly: "Let go, or you will die."
At this time, Ling Ding had already run to the stone wall. After getting in, he found the tiger with a bloody mouth on his chest. He couldn't help but feel frightened and hurriedly began to treat him.
"Oh, you dare to threaten me!" The teacher's face turned ugly, and his tone became cold. "You are not timid!"
"It's not big," Fang Tianmu 1 replied coldly, "Killing you is enough."
"Hey" Mu Ziyun's body temperature suddenly increased and his skin started to shine. "Does it hurt when you step on me like this?" He raised his head and stared at the teacher in front of him with his scorched yellow eyes. The teacher had also seen many people in the market. , but at this moment, his heart still trembled, he subconsciously retracted his foot, and said with a snort: "This is the rule of Liangxi Academy."
"Oh, then I will follow the rules and not kill him, okay?"
"Uh, okay." After the atmosphere was stiff for a while, bang! The old man Xiu who was sitting in the attic saw Mu Ziyun wave his left arm, and the teacher beside him flew out like a kite with its string broken.
Mu Ziyun turned around with cold eyes and said coldly to the teacher behind him: "He has already left, you won't leave?"
There were more than a dozen deep holes dug into the stone steps here for Old Man Xiu. Old Man Xiu opened his eyes angrily and shouted loudly: "How dare you hurt me, the master of Liangxi Academy!"
"Hey" Mu Ziyun raised his head and said crookedly: "You and I have beaten the old man, are you still afraid of hurting him?"
The teachers surrounded the two of them. Fang Tianmu had put his right hand on the handle of the knife and said calmly: "I will deal with the old man." After saying this, a violent aura rose, Mu Ziyun snorted and raised his right paw to On the top of the head, the claws were backward, grabbing a ball of flames, and the same violent energy came out. The head turned into a fire skull, and lava came out from under the feet, and it roared wildly.
Suddenly there was a bird song from somewhere. It was obviously a song, but everyone heard it differently. Mu Ziyun and Fang Tianmu had two more fingers behind their necks. When they came into contact with their bodies, they both "muted" at the same time. Tianmu suddenly lost all his strength, and Mu Ziyun seemed to be doused by a basin of cold water. He pressed the fingers on the back of his neck, and they both lowered their heads at the same time. After pressing again, they knelt on the ground.
The strength of the fingers was not strong, but the two of them could not even raise their heads. They just stared at the ground in shock, with the voices of Old Man Xiu and the teachers ringing in their ears.
"Master Yuan, you are here." "I have met the Master Yuan" "I have met the Master Yuan"
Another old voice sounded, and he said: "Longfeng, have these two brats beaten you?"
"Oh, I have beaten him before, he is quite energetic."
"Hahaha, okay, okay, you have also been taught a lesson by the younger generation."
"Hey!" Mu Ziyun couldn't help but stare at the ground and shouted: "Are you the dean? Why don't you let me go!"
But Fang Tianmu had never been so humiliated before. He was furious in his heart, but his voice was dead and deep as he said: "You - have to - die!"
"Ouch," the Bai Yuanzun said with a smile, "You have a bad temper." Then he casually patted the back of Mu Ziyun's head. Hundreds of voices sounded chaotically in Mu Ziyun's head, and then blood spurted out from his nose. He fell forward and fell to the ground, unconscious.
The Dean flicked Fang Tianmu's head again, and the same sound sounded in Fang Tianmu's head, but Fang Tianmu's patience was obviously stronger than Mu Ziyun's, and he gritted his teeth and endured it for dozens of breaths. Even the dean could not help but praise: "Not bad talent." Then, he slapped him hard, and Fang Tianmu fainted completely.
The dean said with his hands behind his back: "They have both completed the first round of competition tasks, so spare their lives and throw them out directly. Oh, this kid injured the Liangxi dean, so just destroy his legs." ."
The master had already taken action. At this moment, there was a roar of a tiger. Ling Dang held the bleeding tiger and flew over on the soul tiger. The soul tiger smashed over and just happened to eat Fang Tianmu and Mu Ziyun into its mouth. Then, the huge soul tiger kicked its legs and jumped far away.
The dean smiled and shook his head. With a little finger, a small yellow bird flew to Ling Dang's ear. With just one cry, the soul tiger disappeared. When he fell down, Ling Dang's ear was oozing blood, but he still struggled to hold on to it. The three people who were unconscious tried to escape, but after the bird called again, they themselves fell down.
"Throw them all out." The dean said to the old man Xiu: "Continue to compete."
"OK."
A master grabbed Mu Ziyun's legs and was about to break them off when a fire suddenly burst out of the ground. Fire beads flew out of the fire. His violent aura was exactly the same as Mu Ziyun's, and flames were spattered outwards, seeming to warn the master to be careful. His life.
Then, a man in black robe "slid" over, walked to the dean's side, and said in a voice like water in his mouth: "Dean, can you leave this guy to me? I'll work on it for a few days. If it doesn't go as you like, Return it to you."
"The Fire Lord speaks, how can I not listen? Besides, this brat is not under my control. Since the Fire Lord wants it, I can give it to you."
"Thank you very much." A snake formed from flames came out from under the black robe, spitting out fire signals, entangled Mu Ziyun, and dragged him away with the black robe.
"Ahem" I had to admire Fang Tianmu's strength. After a moment of effort, he woke up again and looked at Mu Ziyun who was being dragged away. He had a murderous look in his cold eyes, but his tongue was numb and he was speechless. .
The dean really appreciated Fang Tianmu and said with a smile, "Are you going by yourself?"
Fang Tianmu's eyes became more and more serious. He said nothing, hugged Huzi and Lingdang, and sat back in his seat in front of everyone. He stabbed the black knife into the stone steps and looked at the competition field without saying a word.
The dean twirled his fingers, feeling passionate about talent, and said, "That's fine, I'll let you finish the competition." Then he said to the old man Xiu, "Hurry up and continue!"
"OK."
Old Man Xiu repaired the competition field and immediately let the remaining people continue competing.
