"court death!"

The victory and defeat are already very obvious, but Ziyu actually dared to take action. If Mo Yang still tolerate it at this time, then he would not be Mu Yun's apprentice!

A puff sounded, and the green dragon sword in Mo Yang's sword sheath immediately left his body, and a blood line drifted along the sky.

Zi Yu screamed, and the dagger in his hands fell to the ground again, and two blood lines were clearly visible in his palm.

"The victory or defeat is clear. You are still attacking and are determined to die, right?"

"There is no clarity on victory or defeat. If you don't kill it, you won't be considered a winner."

"If it weren't for the rules, you're already a dead body."

Looking at Ziyu, Mo Yang said coldly.

This time, Mo Yang obviously had the upper hand, but Zi Yu was unwilling to give up and took action again. Even Luo Fu had nothing to say for such a result.

“Waste Waste Waste!”

He shouted out three wastes in succession, and Shi Yu's face was gloomy and his eyebrows were locked.

"This is the fourth scene. Song Jingcai, I don't need to tell you, what should I do?"

“Yes, mentor!”

In the fourth game, the crucial game, if the senior class 5 loses, then it will be completely lost. If the senior class 5 wins, then there is still a possibility of victory.

Song Jingcai, the senior squad leader of the fifth squad, a genius who opened up the Qihai Acupoint Realm, is very powerful, and what is most afraid of is that this person is like a carved out of the same mold as the Shi Yu.

In the fourth game, Mu Fengxing came on the field!

Song Jingcai took action ruthlessly and fought against his opponents, relying on dodging and defense, but on his way of fighting for life.

This kind of fighting method is extremely dangerous.

However, Song Jingcai played this way in the battle of becoming famous. Later, he was seriously injured all over and forced a warrior who was two levels higher than his level to admit defeat.

Such a madman will never end unless he is completely defeated.

This is well known.

"Mu Fengxing, I lost to you two years ago, and now, I will not lose to you anymore!" Looking at Mu Fengxing, Song Jingcai spoke.

Two years ago, he and Mu Fengxing were both junior class students. There was a battle between them, and that battle was his shame.

Now, two years have passed, facing Mu Fengxing again, Song Jingcai has become the squad leader of the senior 5th squad.

He thought that Mu Fengxing would be curled up in the junior class for the rest of his life because of that blow, but he did not expect that Junior Class 9 would be promoted all the way to Senior Class 9.

And Mu Fengxing was able to suppress the shadows of the past in his heart, and now he represents the senior class 9 to fight.

"If I am defeated by my former defeated general, then I, Mu Fengxing, will not practice in this life." Looking at Song Jingcai, Mu Fengxing said lightly.

"Your Class 9 is really arrogant than the other!"

"Arrogance also requires capital!"

As soon as the two of them got on the ring, they were full of gunpowder and they were about to fight.

"start!"

With a low shout, the two figures collided in an instant.

Mu Fengxing practiced the Phantom God Sect, his body skills were strange and fast, but what was surprising was that Song Jingcai's body skills were actually strange and unpredictable.

At this moment, the two figures completely intersected together, making it impossible for people to see who has the advantage and who has the disadvantage.

"How about it?"

"It should be Mu Fengxing's advantage, but Song Jingcai's methods are ruthless, and he completely exchanged injuries for injuries. Mu Fengxing didn't want to be injured, so he dragged it."

"This Song Jingcai is despicable!" Xiao Qingyu curled his lips.

"You can't say that. Song Jingcai didn't fight hard, and Class 5 was defeated, so he would definitely fight to the death. But Feng Xing was considering the next game, so he couldn't let go of his hands and feet to fight. At least, he would ensure that he could not be injured."

"It's really trouble!"

The few people naturally understood the pros and cons of this.

Once Mu Fengxing is injured, then the next game, Class 9 will be missing a strong assistant.

Therefore, this game must be won, but not hurt.

However, Song Jingcai's realm is better than Zhen Ping and others, and it is not that easy to deal with.

In the scene, two figures came back and forth, and the sound of fists and feet colliding, constantly spreading.

Bang...

Finally, with a bang, two figures opened at once.

Mu Fengxing saw sweat on his forehead, but on the other side, Song Jingcai was panting, with sweat dripping on his face.

"Ha, Mu Fengxing, I have to admit that you are very powerful, but even if I lose in this battle, I, Song Jingcai, will still take you back."

"Take me up? You are not worthy yet!"

"I'll find out if I try it!"

Looking at Mu Fengxing, Song Jingcai slapped the ground with his palm, and layers of dust were splashed.

A sneer sounded, and Song Jingcai's palm was covered with blood. The blood fell to the ground. Gradually, a complex pattern gathered on the ground.

His hands suddenly embedded in the pattern, and the blood flowed faster on Song Jingcai's fingertips.

"Dark life and death seal!"

With a low shout, Song Jingcai dragged the mark with both hands and rushed towards Mu Fengxing.

Buzzing...

At the same time, four dark red blood marks exploded around Mu Fengxing's body.

The four blood marks appeared slammed, and no one expected them.

Four blood seals exploded and turned into black gas, heading towards Mu Fengxing.

"The shadows return without a palm!"

Seeing the black air approaching, Mu Fengxing had no choice but to use Wanying Gui Wu Palm, and the palm technique hit the air, making a sound of slapping.

A strand of black air was broken, but there were still a few black air passing through the palm technique and drilling into Mu Fengxing's arm.

"I lost!"

Seeing this scene, Song Jingcai stood up, his hands dripped blood, lowered his head to admit defeat, and then turned to step down.

Class 9 won the game again after four consecutive victories.

But the competition won this time is of great significance because these are the top five classes, and the top five classes represent the elite students of Leifeng Academy, second only to the one hundred people on the spirit list.

"Mu Fengxing, come down!"

On Mu Yun's side, he had already hurriedly called Mu Fengxing down.

"sit down!"

"Brother, I'm fine!"

"I'll let you sit down!" Mu Yun said without any doubt: "Now, activate your Qihai acupoint true essence and try..."

"Um!"

hiss……

However, Mu Fengxing just nodded and responded, running the true energy, stinging the pain from his Qihai, and even causing pain in other acupoints of his body.

"How could this happen?" Mu Fengxing said with an ugly expression.

"I expected it to be right. What Song Jingcai used was the blood seal technique. This kind of technique would have greatly harmed the warrior himself. It seems that in order to hurt you, Class 5, he really made up his mind."

"That mentor..."

"Don't worry, this blood seal technique will not harm you. You can't use your true energy for a short period of time. Otherwise, the acupoints all over the body will cause stinging pain. Although it does not harm the warrior, the stinging pain is impossible to bear at all. Therefore, the next game..."

Mu Yun said, his eyes falling on Mo Yang and the other four.

"Everyone hears me, it is not easy for us to reach this point in our senior class 9. I know that everyone has tried their best to defeat the senior class 5 of the first five classes. We have already become the Leifeng Academy in the famous town. Next... do what we can, and the championship doesn't matter. In our hearts, we are always the champion, aren't we?"

"no!"

After Mu Yun finished speaking, Huang Wuji suddenly shouted: "How can this be done? Winning the championship is not for ourselves, not for Class 9!"

"If it weren't for you, Tutor Mu, we would still be in the junior class 9, the garbage class that everyone can laugh at. No tutor is willing to lead us and lead us to strength."

"It is you who let us see hope and win the championship. We are not for ourselves, but for you. Now let us give up, how can we be worthy of you... how can we be worthy of you!"

Huang Wuji's voice was choked and his words were intermittent.

Hearing this, the other students also lowered their heads.

This time, they were not fighting for themselves, but for Mu Yun!

But, things have come to this point...
To be continued...