It has been a long time since noon passed, and golden fireballs languidly shining on the earth in the horizon. Flashes of autumn wind blew, occasionally bringing withered autumn leaves.
All the students from the outer courtyard of Lifengsheng Academy were standing on the huge school square at this time. In the center of the square was a platform of a height of 100 meters long and wide, with a group of mentors with different expressions standing on the stage.
Of course, the people from the Mo family are among them.
All of them looked into the north, as if waiting for something.
Mo Wuxing was also standing on the platform at this time, looking at the horizon with a plain expression, turned to Mo Juqi beside him and said, "Grandpa, do you think they can really arrive today? It's afternoon now,
I didn't see a single ghost."
"It should be right. The time that was agreed upon was this. There were five days left to fall, and they always needed to come here in advance to settle down."
Mo Juqi looked at the sky without looking sideways, answering Mo Wuxing's question.
After a long time, I added another sentence: "Young man, be a little patient."
"yes!"
Mo Wuxing nodded respectfully and put away the impatient look in his eyes.
Mo Juqi nodded with satisfaction, turned his head to look at Mo Wuxing, and said lightly: "How are the things in the academy dealing with recently?"
"It's quite smooth, but the people who came out of the inner courtyard are too arrogant and a little disobedient. The communication is imminent, and it's hard to punish..."
Mo Wuxing said, with a faint disgust in his tone.
"Um?"
When Mo Juqi heard this, he asked disdainfully: "Is it caused by that Nangong Caihong?"
“It’s not all.”
Mo Wuxing paused here, as if he was organizing language. After a moment, he spoke again: "Nangong Caihong challenged Shenglu Fengyou that day, it was just an old grudge from many years ago, but what really caused the next thing should be
It's Xuan Mingjue."
"Xuan Mingjue?" Mo Juqi was stunned: "Hasn't he come back yet? How could he provoke trouble?"
"That's right. When I first entered the school trial, Nangong Caihong suffered a great loss under Xuan Mingjue's men. You know this, great-grandfather, and she praised that boy at that time."
"Well, I know this, but what does this have to do with the conflict between the internal and external courts?"
"There was no contact with me, but those guys in the inner courtyard were too arrogant. After defeating Nangong Caihong again, they threatened that people in the outer courtyard would never be qualified to fight with students in the inner courtyard because in the eyes of students in the inner courtyard.
, The students in the outer school are just waste in the name of genius!”
As Mo Wuxing said, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if saying: Compared with me, Mo Wuxing, everyone in your inner courtyard is just a scumbag.
Mo Juqi looked at Mo Wuxing's expression calmly, without saying a word, waiting for the latter's following.
"At that time, Nangong Caihong said, "You Lu Fengyou are so powerful, you have the ability to challenge Xuan Mingjue!" Later, Lu Fengyou asked about Xuan Mingjue's news everywhere, and learned that Xuan Mingjue was not in the Holy Academy.
When he was even more arrogant, he said that the disciples of the holy land were just like this."
"These words will indeed offend many people, so someone came to challenge them?" Mo Juqi asked.
"That's right, the first person to come to the door was the first student who was detected to have a soul vein, Xuan Mingkong!"
When the reputation of the disciples of the Xuanfeng Temple was slandered, Xuan Mingkong was the first to stand up and challenge the representative sent from the inner courtyard, Lu Fengyou.
Xuan Mingkong has always been famous for his hard work. All his strength was exchanged for a little blood and sweat. When he faced the proud son of heaven who only knew how to be proud, he was naturally invincible. In less than thirty rounds, Lu Fengyou was abused.
Only half of the life is left.
"Lu Fengyou in the inner courtyard is just the last, and Xuanfeng Hall is one of the five holy places after all, and this result is reasonable, so why are there still problems?"
After Mo Juqi knew the beginning and the end of the matter, he seemed to have such doubts.
Mo Wuxing just said lightly: "The problem lies in the position of Lu Fengyou in the inner courtyard. He is the last one, but he is also a student of the inner courtyard. It's his turn to discredit the entire inner courtyard.
So, after he lost, the other disciples in the inner courtyard could not sit still."
Since Lu Fengyou of the inner courtyard was defeated, three students in the inner courtyard fought against Xuan Mingkong in turn. Xuan Mingkong was indeed awesome and won four consecutive games.
But this also stirred up the fire in the inner courtyard, Zhongnan, the second-ranked inner courtyard, appeared.
Zhongnanmo entered Lifeng Sheng Academy at the age of ten, and was selected into the inner courtyard the following year. Now he is in his double ten years old, both the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard are very popular. His appearance will bring everyone's attention
Firmly attracted.
Everyone thinks that this is the highest showdown between students.
However, the facts were beyond everyone's expectations. On the day of the decisive battle, Zhongnan Mo only used one move to solve Xuan Mingkong!
In front of everyone, Zhongnan Mo said to all the teachers and students present: "This is Lifeng Holy Academy, not a shitty holy place. Don't think that after entering Lifeng Holy Academy, you will defeat several dogs and cats in the outer courtyard.
It’s amazing, here, you have to keep it on me if you are a dragon! You little insects like you, don’t show off your shame!”
After this sentence came out, 80% of the students in the outer school shouted to challenge Zhongnanmo, but no one was his enemy of one move.
Mo Wuxing recalled: "Especially that Honduras, who has both soul veins and excellent warriors, was not convinced by the other party's repeated messages and insulting his roommate Xuan Mingjue, who challenged Zhongnanmo many times, if it weren't for the silver
I am afraid that healing his wounds with the spiritual medicine is already useless.
"Silver face?" Mo Juqi said lightly, not knowing what he was thinking about, but he spoke again after a long time.
"Current may not be a good thing, isn't it? Only with competition can we make progress!"
Mo Juqi said to Mo Wuxing, his eyes floating. Although he was talking about the academy, it seemed to have other meanings.
Seeing this, Mo Wuxing felt inexplicably cold, and he nodded heavily and replied: "Yes, Wuxing has been taught."
"Haha, don't be too serious. You have not managed a force yet, so you will naturally lack it. Just ask your great-grandfather more in the future, do you know?"
Mo Juqi smiled kindly, like an old man who loves his children and grandchildren.
Mo Wuxing smiled heartily when he heard this, but a thoughtful look flashed across the corner of his eyes. After a moment, he spoke again: "Grandpa, there is another thing that has something to do with Xuan Mingjue."
At this moment, the students under the high platform were in a commotion, pointing to the northern sky, and talking excitedly.
A scholar beside Mo Juqi also turned his head and said to him: "Sir, here you are here!"