Text_Chapter 150(2/2)
Mo Yang smiled.
"No, in fact, the pastor did not use all his strength. The pastor... also understood the sword's intention!" Mo Yang said bitterly: "Moreover, when he was in Beiyun City, the pastor understood the sword's intention, at least at its peak level.
Sword Intent, now...I don’t know either!”
quiet!
Deadly silence!
After Mo Yang finished speaking, he looked around and saw that everyone in Class Nine seemed to be petrified.
"you……"
"Oh my god, alchemy, weapon refining, martial arts, sword power, I really want to know, is there anything in this world that the pastoral instructor can't do?"
Sword intent!
The pastor is actually also a powerful swordsman who has understood the meaning of the sword.
But everyone had never seen him use a long sword, and they had no idea he could use the sword.
Moreover, it is the existence of Yue Moyang. Could it be... could it be the sword power?
"Master, he is indeed very powerful, so I have to work harder to keep up with Master. One day, I will stand beside Master and welcome Master's wife back!"
Mo Yang murmured to himself, his tone full of determination.
They all gradually learned about the battle in Beiyun City.
In the past, the pastoral instructors dared to fight against the powerful men in the realm of spiritual connection. The pastoral instructors at that time could not even reach the spiritual cave realm.
"Hey, of course you can't do such a good thing alone. Although the pastor didn't accept us as his disciples, we can't fall behind!"
Tie Feng laughed loudly and said: "Besides, I also want to see how stunning and beautiful the woman our pastor has chosen is!"
"Oh? If that's the case, do you dare to give it a try?" Mo Yang asked tentatively.
"How dare you not, how can you fight?"
"Three months later, it will be the battle of the advanced classes in our Leifeng Academy. The fifteen advanced classes will be ranked again. Within three months, our intermediate class nine will be promoted to the advanced class nine, and then move into the advanced class one.
, above the advanced class, do you dare to have a happy battle with those students in the advanced class who look down on others?"
"Why don't you dare!"
Tie Feng's face turned red and he laughed and said: "Today, those grandsons in Class 4 were brutally tortured by you. I didn't have a chance to play. Then I will torture them again in the battle of the senior class three months later."
"Everyone in Class 9, do you dare?"
"dare!"
"dare!"
…
The crowd cheered wantonly, and in the entire martial arts field, some classes looked towards Class 9.
But his eyes were full of contempt.
Promoted to the advanced class within three months? This is worse than nonsense!
The promotion from the first level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm to the third level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm took three months. One class, one hundred and ten students, all completed the promotion. After thinking about it, one word is - bullshit!
However, no matter what other people think of Class Nine at this moment, the Pastoral Instructor can madly decide that within one month all of them will be promoted to the first level of the Spirit Cave Realm and enter the Intermediate Class.
Then why can't they set their own goals and be promoted to the senior class.
Warriors are passionate and diligent, so why be afraid!
Chapter completed!