In the early morning, the classroom of Class 3, the first class, was very lively. A group of students surrounded Du Yun, and they all looked at him in surprise. After all, three pool statues disappeared in one night, and he was indeed the biggest suspect.
Because Du Yun is the only one in the academy who can understand the statue. If others have such strength, then those who just entered the academy will definitely show it.
If one statue disappeared, one might think that someone else was lucky and had enlightenment by chance. But three statues disappeared overnight, which is worthy of scrutiny.
"Haha, it's whatever you think in your mind!" Du Yun smiled, glanced at Huang Gaofeng, and answered with a vague tone. He neither admitted nor denied.
Huang Gaofeng rolled his eyes, but in the end he still had no intention of asking. It seemed that he couldn't get an answer from Du Yun. He was a smart man and thought he would not make such a low-level mistake of stalking.
"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"
Three bells rang, and a new knowledge education class began. A group of students had no choice but to sit back in their seats unwillingly. After more than a month of getting along, they found that Du Yun was not as arrogant as they imagined, but could actually be friendly.
get along.
This has greatly changed many people's views on Du Yun. Thinking of what happened after Du Yun first entered the academy, these students realized that this Du Yun is the kind of person who doesn't offend me and I won't offend others.
I will offend anyone.
Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, it has been three months since Du Yun came to this college. Three months is neither long nor short. But for Du Yun, it seems to have passed by in the blink of an eye.
Today is a lively day at Jingwu Academy. In the first class competition, the champion can enter the Sutra Pavilion. This is a great temptation. The Academy's Sutra Pavilion has extraordinary significance for every student.
significance.
It's just that the appearance of Du Yun in the third class of the first class made them completely give up the idea of entering the Sutra Pavilion. Just kidding, even the senior students can't beat Du Yun, how can they, the first class students, compare with others.
There are about three hundred people in the martial arts arena, and these are all students from the junior class. During the junior class competition, students from the middle class and senior class are not allowed to approach, otherwise they will be punished by the college.
"In this first-class competition, the academy has granted permission. The top two can enter the Sutra Pavilion to watch..." A majestic voice enveloped the martial arts arena. An old man stood in the sky, and finally glanced at Du Yun's place with deep meaning.
Location.
Many students took a breath. Obviously, being able to select two students to enter the Sutra Pavilion this time was an exception. And for this exception, it was because of Du Yun's existence.
Feeling the gazes around him, Du Yun smiled and said nothing. He had no interest in this kind of class competition. However, in order to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Du Yun decided to participate.
In the competition for the first class, only those from the class who are willing to play take the stage. For example, Du Yun's class, including Du Yun, only has about five people.
Not everyone will participate in this kind of competition. Some who are not strong enough will definitely not come on stage. It is similar to a competition. Soon, all six classes have selected the people from their own classes.
The competition was based on a lottery system, with two classes starting from two classes. This time, Class 3 corresponded to Class 6. The overall strength of Class 6 was pretty good, but when they drew Class 3, they couldn't help but say bad luck.
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"Made, how did you get smoked? I met that freak's class!" The people in Class 6 cursed and blamed their father and mother, and they only had to vomit blood to prove their innocence.
Indeed, if anyone draws Du Yun, it will be a matter of luck. Du Yun's strength is too different from theirs. It is estimated that if Du Yun goes to the martial arts arena, one man will be able to stand the test, and ten thousand people will not be able to defeat him.
Relatively speaking, the other classes were secretly happy. Although Class 6 is not the strongest, in terms of overall strength, there is no problem in ranking among the top three.
They were unlucky to be drawn into Du Yun's class. Standing on the stage, Du Yun felt the strange looks from around him and felt a little helpless. If it wasn't for the need, he really didn't want to participate in this kind of competition.
Du Yun looked at the people in Class 6. They all looked at him with awe, as if Du Yun was like a wolf or a tiger. Du Yun smiled faintly and said nothing.
However, everyone present can see that Du Yun has become the leader of the third squad. This can be seen by the people from the third squad vaguely surrounding him in the center.
"Draw lots!" Du Yun said softly to the four people around him.
Then, with a movement of their spiritual power, several people made the tube fly high into the air, drawing an arc, and spread out instantly. Du Yun squeezed it casually, and got a tag. When the others saw this, they also used their own methods to collect a tag.
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"Three lots!" Du Yun's heart moved, and he looked at the person who got the three lots in Class 6. Du Yun was stunned for a moment, and the person turned out to be a woman, and she was pretty good-looking, but Du Yun didn't have any other ideas.
As if feeling Du Yun's gaze, the girl in Class 6's face was filled with bitterness. Then she gritted her teeth and glanced at Du Yun with some annoyance.
Du Yun was dumbfounded, but there was nothing he could do about it. Using his current strength in the early stages of transformation to deal with the new students, he might be suspected of bullying the younger ones, but for the sake of the Sutra Pavilion, he could only do this.
The academy's martial arts arena has no less than a hundred seats, so there is no need to compete one by one like the Du family. In Jingwu Academy, students who are drawn can compete on the stage.
Du Yun kicked off his legs with a speed that was like an arrow leaving the string, which made people dazzled. In the blink of an eye, Du Yun jumped onto a martial arts stage, and after a while, the girl from class six also appeared on the stage.
"Although I know I can't beat you, I still want to try. My name is Deng Sang." Deng Sang blinked and looked at Du Yun with a complicated expression.
"Uh, okay." Du Yun scratched his head and didn't know how to answer. However, when the students in the audience saw this scene, they were shocked.
Du Yun usually gave them the impression of being cold and ruthless, but now such a scene was unbelievable. Deng Sang was also stunned for a while. He was still a little nervous about facing Du Yun, but after a moment, he covered his mouth and smiled.
"Let's begin." Du Yun's face was solemn. In order to cover up his embarrassment, a faint layer of lightning shrouded the surroundings, obscuring his figure.
"Moon in the water!" When Deng Sang heard Du Yun's words, he stopped joking immediately. The power of the immortal veins was running, and he saw her figure gradually rotating, her hands constantly dancing, and traces of spiritual power were flowing around her body like flowing water and clouds.
Fly around.
Moon in the Water, Xuan-level mid-level combat skill. After this move, Deng Sang's body seemed to be covered by running water, looking a little hazy. Her face could not be said to be beautiful, but after this combat skill was revealed, it made her look a little hazy.
A touch of mystery.
A full moon made of spiritual energy hangs above Deng Sang's head. Deng Sang's body is full of agility, like a dancing butterfly, and looks gorgeous.
Du Yun looked at it and nodded immediately. However, this combat skill obviously did not threaten him, but seeing that Deng Sang actually proposed to try with him, Du Yun could not use all his strength as soon as he came.
"Wow!" The sound of running water surged and continued to gather in the full moon. After a while, the bright moon rose slowly and then rolled towards Du Yun.
Perhaps for others, this bright moon will bring a certain amount of pressure. But Du Yun, who has been tempered by the thunder pool, is confident that he can take this move with his body alone.
Du Yun just couldn't bear to break Deng Sang's confidence, so he didn't use too much power. The power of thunder and lightning surged crazily and spread all over his body in an instant. Du Yun seemed to be surrounded by a cocoon of thunder, making it airtight.
"Boom!" Du Yun did not fight back, letting the full moon attack hit him. This time the confrontation received a round of applause. The process was very gorgeous, just like watching a performance.
In the middle stage of awakening, Du Yun glanced at Deng Sang and felt the limit of her power in an instant. He sighed in his heart, Jingwu Academy is Jingwu Academy, and there are many talents.
If in the Du family, a disciple in the middle stage of awakening would definitely not be the fifth general of Deng Sang. This is not only a difference in combat skills, but also a kind of momentum, a condensed momentum!
"A sudden change in the ocean!" Deng Sang used combat skills again. It was obvious that she was good at water-type combat skills. Du Yun could feel that this move should be Deng Sang's limit.
Du Yun's heart trembled when he saw the Xuan-level high-level combat skills. This Jingwu Academy really has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Any student possesses several combat skills.
Looking at himself, Du Yun couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. All of his combat skills were learned from the statues in the academy. If he hadn't had the opportunity to learn from the statues, Du Yun might still be attacking with brute force now.
Deng Sang had a solemn look on her face, and it was obvious that performing this move cost her a lot of energy. She saw that the spiritual energy around Deng Sang was condensing crazily, like a whirlpool, and soon a huge sea of energy was swept out.
The ocean formed by spiritual power, Deng Sang's body in it, is like a grain of sand in the ocean. The sudden movement of the sea refers to this grain of sand. The surrounding spiritual power obeyed her orders, and at this moment, suddenly
They all swarmed in, formed a band of horses, and rushed towards Du Yun in an instant.
Du Yun's eyes flashed with solemnity, staring at this attack, not daring to be careless. Although the opponent was a student in the middle stage of awakening, his strength seemed to have increased a lot after this move.
"Bang!" Du Yun did not use any combat skills, but the huge spiritual power was like a tidal wave, continuous and endless, giving Deng Sang a sense of majesty and weight, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him.
With a swish sound, Du Yun's body seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pieces. He opened and closed his hands, and the huge spiritual energy rolled over. Deng Sang's power seemed to have stopped for an instant, and then Du Yun's figure disappeared instantly.
"Brush!" Du Yun came close to him and released his spiritual power fiercely. The ocean of spiritual power condensed by Deng Sang broke with the sound and returned to the world with a pop.
"I lost!" Deng Sang was not depressed, but rather excited. Where could she find such a good sparring partner like Du Yun? Obviously, Du Yun did not use all his strength, but just asked her to attack with all his strength, and then attacked his own