Supreme God Emperor

"Not reconciled, what should you do?"

"Grab it back, grab it back!"

Above the martial arts field, the shouts of the students of Class 11 resounded through the sky.

Facing the cheering of the eleventh class, the five members of Mo Yang glanced at each other, all of them showed a foolish expression on their faces.

"The first scene, are you going or me?"

Mo Yang looked at Mu Fengxing and said with a smile.

"You, this moment of being so popular is naturally given to you. I don't want to be scolded by my eldest brother and steal the limelight from his apprentice."

"You're too glib now!"

Mo Yang laughed and stepped onto the ring.

"Qiu Fengyu, the first game, you come!" Ke Zeming looked solemn when he saw that the first player in the ninth class was actually Mo Yang.

As far as he knew, Mo Yang was one of the most powerful students in Class 9, Peak Sword Intent, and now at least the fourth level of the Spirit Cave Realm.

For such a student, he naturally wants to send the strongest student to fight.

"Yes, Teacher Ke can rest assured that none of them will give them hope of victory!"

"Ok!"

As soon as he played, Qiu Fengyu looked at Mo Yang and said with a smile: "Mo Yang, you are a genius in swordsmanship. Use your sword. I want to see how powerful your peak sword intent is!"

Hearing this, Mo Yang shook his head.

"You don't need a sword to deal with you!"

"Arrogant!"

Hearing Mo Yang's arrogant words, Qiu Fengyu was naturally angry in his chest. No matter what, he was the squad leader of Class 11, the strongest person.

In the last match against Class 10, he turned the tide. The last Class 11 defeated Class 10 with a score of 4 to 3 and advanced.

This Mo Yang actually dared to despise him!

"Whatever you think!"

Mo Yang stepped forward, his whole body spread.

"Fourths of Spirit Cave Realm!"

Feeling the momentum on Mo Yang's body, Qiu Fengyu's face was happy.

He thought that after three months, Mo Yang should be able to reach the fifth level of the Spirit Acupoint Realm.

In this way, there are no worries!

"kill!"

With a low drink, Qiu Fengyu stretched out his hands and rushed towards Mo Yang with a burst of vigor.

Swordsman genius? Wouldn't Mo Yang be able to do without swordsmanship?

Seeing Qiu Fengyu rushing forward, Mo Yang strode his horse forward, watching the unremarkable punch, and lightly swiped it.

boom……

A fist touched, two figures opened at the touch of a touch.

Boom...

However, Mo Yang was still standing in place, while on the other side, Qiu Fengyu was embarrassed. He threw it straight out more than ten meters away, and fell directly out of the ring.

Seeing this scene, the whole room was silent.

This Mo Yang... is too abnormal!

Is it so powerful with a fist without a sword?

"The first game, Class 9 wins!"

Cheers sounded, Mo Yang turned around and walked off the ring with a smile.

"Is there any pressure?" Mu Fengxing smiled as Mo Yang stepped down.

"You can't be ashamed of defeating you with one move!"

"That's natural!"

In the second game, Mu Fengxing played!

"Damn it, Huo Xin, come on!"

"Yes, Teacher Ke!"

Qiu Fengyu is the strongest person in the eleventh class, and he was actually defeated by one move. This Mo Yang is really terrifying, and he should have sent the weakest person to him.

But this animal husbandry is not as perverted as Mo Yang, and in the second game, he must win!

"Huo Xin, understand!"

"Mu Fengxing, appreciate!"

The two introduced each other, and the second game began.

Mu Fengxing himself does not use any weapons, only relying on his own body skills and fists.

At the beginning of the game, Huo Xin immediately backed away, standing at the edge of the ring with a full 30 meters away from Mu Fengxing.

He knew that Mu Fengxing's body skills were powerful, so he did it deliberately.

It was just this move that made everyone in the audience laugh.

"Ashamed!" Seeing Huo Xin's behavior, Ke Zeming only felt hot on his face.

Even if you know that someone has a strong posture, you can still pretend to be like this. Are you scared like this?

"Can you hide it!"

It's just that Huo Xin just stood firm, a palm of his hand slapped up behind his back, and a voice rang in his ear.

"Damn!"

Huo Xin staggered and fell to the ground, staring at Mu Fengxing behind him, dumbfounded.

How did he... come here?

"Accept the move!"

Mu Fengxing had just made a move at this moment, and a sharp claw of the hand, grabbed it towards Huo Xin.

Seeing the claws approaching, Huo Xin dodged hurriedly, taking ten steps back.

Just before he waited for his breath, a palm behind him lifted him up abruptly.

Turning around, Mu Fengxing stood behind him impressively.

After turning his eyes, Huo Xin fainted directly, unconscious.

In the second game, Class 9 wins!

"waste!"

Ke Zeming was full of anger when he saw Huo Xin fainted to death because of this.

In this way, we have already lost two games in a row. Class 11 is at a disadvantage at the beginning. How can we play the next five games?

"Let me come in the third game!" Lin Zhizhang with the spear behind him, stepped forward and said: "I should also see how my marksmanship has been recently!"

"Your marksmanship, even I dare not insist on it. Wuling marksmanship, and the martial arts given by the shepherd instructor, are hard to change."

"Don't say it's Wanjin, but my life is hard to save, I won't change it."

Lin Zhi smiled slightly and stepped onto the ring.

Ke Zeming was finally relieved to see Lin Zhi on the court.

Lin Zhinai is the shame of the Lin family, the birth of a maid, and the status of an illegitimate child makes the Lin family more embarrassed.

Moreover, Lin Zhi, who has been unknown in Class 9, must win this third game!

"Shi Yin, the third game, you come! Must win!"

"no problem!"

Hearing Ke Zeming shouting his name, Shi Yin walked into the ring with joy.

What he used was a machete.

The blade was as wide as a palm, and the entire blade looked like it was stained with blood, red!

"Haha, we lost the first and second games. We will never lose again in the next five games of the 11th class. In the face of your illegitimate child of the Lin family, I will win."

As soon as he played, Shi Yin laughed loudly.

Ruined!

Hearing what Shi Yin said, the expressions of Mo Yang, Mu Fengxing, and Xiao Qingyu changed.

illegitimate child!

This word, to Lin Zhi, is a thorn, because this word is not an insult to him, but to his mother.

The dragon has inverse scales, and it will be angry if you caress it!

Lin Zhi's mother was Lin Zhi's Ni Lin, and they knew this very well.

"You said, how many ribs will this guy break?" Mo Yang grunted.

"Three?"

"I'm afraid there will be more than one, it should be five!"

On the ring, Lin Zhi's eyes suddenly became gloomy.

"you wanna die!"

"Haha...find death? You don't deserve it!" Shi Yin laughed and jumped up, his whole body flew up in the air, with a big knife in his hand, slashing towards Lin Zhi.

"roll!"

However, seeing Shi Yin leaping up, Lin Zhi roared in his mouth.

The spear swept away, and a dragon chant was actually emitted from the spear.

Bang...

Click! Click!

The next moment, Shi Yin's body was swept away with a shot, and along the way, the sound of ribs breaking, screaming, accompanied by Shi Yin's screams of killing pigs, made his scalp numb.

At this point in the competition, even Ke Zeming couldn't help swallowing for the entire eleventh class.

What kind of class is this? Can breed such a group of perverts!

Ke Zeming waved his hand weakly: "You...who wants the next game?"

At this moment, he no longer looked forward to victory, but hoped that he could lose better.

Just looking at Ke Zeming, the remaining four people behind him took a step back in unison, for fear of being named.

"Look at your promise, Shengyu, you come!"

Ke Zeming pointed at a student casually and ordered.

"Teacher Ke, I..."

"Don't talk nonsense, let you come, you come!" Ke Zeming stared angrily.

The other three people were relieved.

Shengyu stepped forward and looked at Xiao Qingyu, who came up with a smile, and his legs were shaking.

It is not that he is exaggerating, but that he is really afraid!

The first three are monsters, who knows what means this guy will use.

"Under Xiao Qingyu!"

"Hehe...Shengyu!"

Game start!

Sheng Yu easily removed the double swords attached to his back and clasped them firmly on his hands. He was a swordsman.

Seeing Shengyu taking out the long sword, Xiao Qingyu politely said, "Are you ready?"

"Ah? Alright... Alright!" Shengyu stumbled.

"it is good!"

When the words fell, Xiao Qingyu spread out his hands.

boom……

Suddenly, a fire snake sprang out from between Xiao Qingyu's hands.

Jingle...

Immediately afterwards, Sheng Yu in front of him was scorched black, his hair was smoking, his swords clinked and fell to the ground, completely dumbfounded.

"What the hell!"

Seeing this scene, Ke Zeming was also unbelievable.

Superb swordsmanship, weird body skills, domineering marksmanship, now there is another fire-breathing...

In the fourth game, Class 9 wins!

The referee fell with a scream. The 11th class challenged the 9th class and completely failed. The 4-0 was blocked by the 9th class, and the 11th class's footwork completely stopped.

"Next, start the war of mentors!"

As the referee's voice sounded, Ke Zeming's face was dumbfounded, and he walked into the ring.

On the other side, Mu Yun's face turned pale, and he wandered onto the stage.

"Huh, Mu Yun, although my Ke Zeming's student is not as good as you, but I, Ke Zeming, with the five levels of the spiritual acupoint realm, open up Guanyuan acupoint and deal with you, I am still sure."

"Oh, is it so?"

Mu Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

"you……"

However, these expressions fell in the eyes of Ke Zeming, but it was a naked provocation.

Mu Yun didn't bother to care what he thought.

"Teacher Mu, come on, we won so beautifully, you can't hold us back."

"Yeah, how handsome it is to defeat the enemy with one move!"

"Yeah, let those who look down on our ninth class shut up!"

Mu Yun shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard the shouts of the students from Class 9 off the stage.

However, among the crowd, Wang Xinyu, Lin Xianyu, and Mu Fengxing frowned.

They knew from the bottom of their hearts that the trauma that Mu Yun had suffered before, forcibly pushing beyond the realm of martial arts and exercises, the slightest, the vein damage, the serious, the mental disorder, and even worse, he will die on the spot.

So, this is why, whether it is martial arts or exercises, there are clear divisions.

The division of martial skills between Huang, Xuan, Di, and Heaven is justified and not unreasonable.

And Mu Yun uses the five-fold realm of the Spirit Acupoint Realm to activate the eightfold level of the Spirit Acupoint Realm, and the secret of the body technique that can be activated is Hulai, and this nonsense is just for a possibility, maybe, his students are in danger!

"Mu Yun, I won't lose to you!"

Ke Zeming could no longer hold his face to let a newly promoted senior class defeat his student, and now it would be even more embarrassing to lose to Mu Yun again.

(Fourth, sorry, it's too late!)