"Class Nine aspires to win the championship!"

"Class 9 is invincible!"

"Master is invincible!"

Mu Yun cursed, and after a silence fell over the entire martial arts field, Senior Class Nine went completely crazy!

Let me ask, who dares to curse Class 5, Class 4, and Yan Yunyu, the first instructor of the advanced class, in the grand atmosphere of such a competition.

Mu Yun dares!

He wanted to curse, so he cursed.

Waving his palms to signal everyone in Class Nine to be quiet, Mu Yun's eyes were fixed on Ci Yu in front of him.

"I am Mu Yun, the chief instructor of the ninth advanced class, please give me some advice!"

"waste!"

Mu Yun spoke politely, but Ci Yu was already angered by what he said before.

"Trash is trash, Mu Yun, you can never change the fact that your Class Nine is trash, and you are trash too. Illegitimate son, sitting on the position of the young patriarch of the Mu family, do you really think that you are flying up a branch and turning into a phoenix?"

Ci Yu sneered: "I'm just an ignorant fool. What's the use of shouting here now? Your Class 9 is destined to fail, and you, in my hands, will fail completely!"

"Furthermore, you are stupid and scolded Yan Yunyu. I know the anger in his heart now. You are still too stupid to know how powerful he is. Otherwise, you would be impossible and dare not speak out now.

Say something like this!"

"He's awesome. Does that have anything to do with you? He's like a snake and a rat."

"you……"

"Fight if you want, long-lasting! I heard that you are the best at fighting with all your might, regardless of life and death, until your opponent falls, right?"

Ci Yu smiled coldly and did not respond.

"Then today, I will beat you until you kneel down and beg for mercy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yun rushed forward.

From then on, all he did was be arrogant.

"Thousand Poisonous Hands!"

Ci Yu gave a low shout, wrapped purple silk threads around his fingertips, and attacked Mu Yun.

He has reached the sixth level of the spirit acupoint realm and has opened the Shenshu acupoint, while Mu Yun is only at the fifth level and has only opened the Guanyuan acupoint. The gap between the two can be said to be two levels. It is easy to defeat Mu Yun.

Moreover, he has never been afraid of death or fighting, and he did not hesitate to exchange injuries for injuries.

"Poison? Poison!"

Mu Yun's figure flashed, his feet stepped on the ground, he jumped up and jumped behind Ci Yu.

"Poison? Let me see how poisonous you are!"

Turning his palms over, a mysterious seal formed on both hands.

"It's the soul-sealing seal in the supreme inscription!"

Huang Wuji exclaimed.

What Mu Yun passed on to him was the Supreme Inscription. He also knew something about the Soul Sealing Seal, but now he couldn't use it at all.

At least a warrior at the sixth level of the Spirit Cave Realm can use it. Mu Yun actually successfully formed the seal.

"seal up!"

With a low shout, Mu Yun clapped his palm, and a spiritual seal suddenly hit Ci Yu's back.

A muffled bang was heard, and the spiritual seal was slapped on Ci Yu's back. For a moment, Ci Yu felt as if his entire body was shrinking.

It was just an illusion, but it was so real.

His body did not change, but he felt that he had shrunk countless times, and Mu Yun in front of him stood like a tall mountain.

"Now, you're still pretending to me!"

After kicking it away, there was a bang. Ci Yu just blocked his body with his arms and did not use any defense at all.

Everyone was surprised!

Why didn't Ci Yu block it?

They simply didn't understand how Ci Yu was feeling at this moment.

At this moment, the Mu Yun in Ci Yu's eyes was like a tall mountain standing there.

Seeing Mu Yun stepping on him, he felt as if a thousand-foot high mountain was pressing down in front of him, and there was no way he could resist.

It's just that other people don't feel this at all.

"Sealing the soul seal seals the enemy's heart, giving the opponent an illusion. This illusion depends on how the sealer performs the soul seal!"

Huang Wuji said excitedly: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect that the pastor would be so familiar with every martial skill he passed on to us, and he could pick it up easily."

Hearing this, Lin Xianyu said nothing.

Perhaps, in the eyes of outsiders, Mu Yun just teaches and reprimands students every day, while he has nothing to do.

But they didn't see every minute and every second of Mu Yun's hard work.

"You're still yelling, aren't you trading injuries for injuries and are very good at fighting?"

Mu Yun stepped on Ci Yu one after another, and Mu Yun kept scolding.

At this moment in the ring, Ci Yu was just lying on the ground, with a bruised nose and a swollen face. There was not a single gap on his body, all of it was filled with footprints.

"Help, help..."

When Mu Yun stepped on him one by one, Ci Yu just shouted for help, but made no move to resist.

This scene left the entire senior class five students stunned.

Is this still the mentor Ci Yu they know?

That mentor Ci Yu who dared to fight and die has now turned into a coward and will only be beaten passively.

"Referee, he will die before the result is announced." Mu Yun took a breath, stopped and shouted.

"Ah? Oh, oh, this time, Instructor Muyun of the advanced class nine wins!"

Shocked by Mu Yun's crazy and simple footwork, the referee only remembered to announce the result at this moment.

No one thought that the match between Mu Yun and Ci Yu would end in this way.

But what they didn't expect was Ci Yu's reaction!

It's like a completely different person.

"Yan Yunyu, do you understand?" Below the ring, Xiao Buyu looked at the game and asked doubtfully.

"It's just a little trick!"

Yan Yunyu sneered and replied: "I will definitely make his life worse than death."

"Haha... you are joking. I think you may not have such a chance. Mu Fengxing can't play now. His Class 9 fights with my Class 4. I asked at least two students to step down. I guess Class 9

If you don't reach it, you will be eliminated."

"Haha... Even if I am called a waste, I will naturally fight against this arrogant and ignorant person who claims to be a genius."

Yan Yunyu's heart was filled with murderous intent.

As the head instructor of the senior class, no one dared to treat him like this.

Mu Yun is the first!

Class 9 versus Class 5, a total victory!

This result was beyond everyone's expectation.

However, the facts are before them, and if they don't believe it, there is nothing they can do.

However, in the next game, against Senior Class 4, how should Senior Class 9 choose?

Now, only four players from the ninth senior class can play. If they cannot go 4-0 against their opponents, then someone will need to play against them in two games.

The further you go, the stronger your opponents become. Two games is no joke.

Now, it’s up to Class 9 to decide!

"Next game, senior class four, you wait!"

On the stage, Mo Yang and the other four stepped on the stage, looked at the people in Team Four opposite, and announced.

"cut!"

Upon hearing Mo Yang's announcement, a chirping sound rang out from the fourth class across the street.

A young man wearing a turban curled his lips, looked at Zhe Fengyun beside him, and said with disdain: "Zhe Fengyun, I'm not talking about you. As the squad leader, you actually lost to this guy in the last competition. It's simply

It’s embarrassing.”
To be continued...