Mu Yin instantly grinned, revealing his beautiful white little tiger teeth.
She patted his shoulder and said, "Come on, don't be careless. I don't know if Dongfang Jingchong has any trump cards."
Mu Yin smiled and said: "I know, I won't take it lightly. Don't worry, Azheng."
Yunzheng curled her lips.
Mu Yin's experience in the World of Warcraft Trial Ground is no joke. Being able to reach the 50th place in the Warcraft Trial Ground is enough to prove that Mu Yin's strength and potential cannot be underestimated.
It can't be said that it is more than enough to deal with Dongfang Jingchong, but it will definitely not be inferior to him!
People from the Fengyun Team came over one by one to encourage Mu Yin, and then left the ring.
On the ring, only Dongfang Jingchong and Mu Yin were left.
The freshmen watched with raised eyebrows. If Dongfang Jingchong wins this challenge, it will definitely give them confidence and encouragement.
In this case, they will also come to the ring to challenge.
A young man with braids and a high ponytail dressed in white courtyard clothes stood on one side, with a handsome and fair face showing a bit of youthful demeanor.
When he smiles, there will be a shallow dimple on his cheek, coupled with the white little tiger teeth, it is very confusing.
It made many women's hearts soften.
Dongfang Jingchong felt a little unhappy when he saw that Mu Yin didn't have any fearful expression. He immediately sneered and said, "Mu Yin, if you give up now, I will..."
"enough!"
Before Dongfang Jingchong could finish speaking, Mu Yin interrupted him with a loud voice.
"We still don't know who wins or loses, so what do you think you are?"
"Do you know how stupid you are to be so self-righteous? You were confident in your bet with Azheng, but in the end you were slapped in the face and lost everything except a pair of underpants. I still remember those underpants. They were deep
Green." Mu Yin said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone couldn't help laughing.
Especially the old students laughed very loudly.
When Mu Yin mentioned this, they also recalled the scene at that time.
I have to say, it was really exciting. Two or three old students had already recorded the scene of Dongfang Jingchong's defeat and loss of everything on a crystal, and after it was over, they showed it to those who didn't come.
After hearing Mu Yin's words, the friends all stared at Yunzheng.
"What for?" Yunzheng didn't know why.
Feng Xinglan sighed: "I'm such a good boy, how come I met you."
Yu Qiu curled her lips and said, "Yunzheng, if you teach by words and deeds, Ayin will definitely be a little devil who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger."
"Hey, not only this, but he also knows how to poke people's sore feet." Mo Jing added.
Yunzheng: "..."
When Dongfang Jingchong heard this, his eyes were bloodshot because of his anger, and his face was a little ferocious. He spoke word by word: "Very good! Very good!"
"It's pretty good!" Mu Yin replied with a smile.
Dongfang Jingchong could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He wanted to avenge his old and new grudges. In an instant, he summoned a sharp sword and attacked Mu Yin.
‘锵——’
A sharp sword clashes with two double-edged knives.
For a moment and a half, the two people's movements were in a stalemate.
Dongfang Jingchong sneered. He mobilized the spiritual power of his dantian, gathered the pressure belonging to the sixth level of Lingzong, and in an instant, he crushed towards Mu Yin!
"Go to hell!" Dongfang Jingchong's eyes were scarlet and he lowered his voice and shouted.
A burst of coercion came down from Mu Yin's head, making Mu Yin's face turn slightly pale.
Mu Yin tightened his grip on the double-edged sword, and with a 'bang' sound, a burst of wind blades erupted from the blade, forcing Dongfang Jingchong away.
He took a few steps back.
The distance between the two increased.
A second later, they were fighting together again.
Nan Batian was shocked when he saw this scene.
Although Mu Yin is three levels lower in cultivation than Dongfang Jingchong, he is not inferior to Dongfang Jingchong at all.
Because Mu Yin is very proficient in controlling the strength and spiritual burst point of his double-edged sword, his fighting style is somewhat similar to Feng Xinglan's.
Quick and accurate!
Neat and crisp!
This is only a fifteen-year-old boy, with combat experience like a veteran, without a hint of timidity.
Better than many old students!
It was obvious that in the secret realm assessment competition half a year ago, Mu Yin's eyes were not strong enough, he had shortcomings in all aspects, and his fighting was not strong enough...
The reason why he wanted to accept Mu Yin as his disciple was entirely because of Mu Yin's amazing fighting ability in the second force test.
I originally thought that this was Mu Yin's best state...
It seems——
Not really!
Nan Batian's eyes were deep. He looked at Mu Yin's figure and felt a little emotional in his heart. Why do young people today always like to hide their clumsiness?
No, it's probably because they didn't try their best.
Also, in a freshman competition, you don’t need to show your true strength!
The corners of Nan Batian's mouth suddenly curled up. He was looking forward to how these young men would shine in the future.
"It seems that you are no longer worried."
Nan Batian suddenly heard Song Ji's voice, was stunned for a moment, and smiled heartily, "So, Dean, you already knew."
Lou Fengxian supported her chin with one hand and said with a charming smile: "Those who are in authority are obsessed with the beholder. Ba Tian, that young man named Mu Yin was able to reach the 50th place on the World of Warcraft Trial List in just over a month.
Where do you think he can be sent?"
A look of shame appeared on Nan Batian's face.
At this time——
‘Boom boom boom’
The loud noise attracted everyone's attention.
On the ring, a handsome young man stood confidently in the middle, holding the flying double-edged knife in both hands.
The man's clothes opposite him were torn open by sharp blades and turned into pieces of cloth. Blood poured out from the openings in his clothes. A burst of dust rose up from the ground around him, and there were many scratches on the ground made by sharp blades.
Dongfang Jingchong's body was weak, and with a 'bang' sound, he thrust the hilt of his sword into the ground, and stared at Mu Yin with horror as if he could eat people.
Dongfang Jingchong stood up again and fought with Mu Yin.
After a hundred come together.
Dongfang Jingchong was exhausted, so he swallowed a pill to regain his strength and continued fighting Mu Yin.
Dongfang Jingchong was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. Why was this Mu Yin so difficult to deal with?
We fought for dozens more rounds.
‘clang’
The sound of the sword being knocked down was loud.
Before anyone could react, Mu Yin's figure flashed quickly, like a ghost, making people unpredictable.
next moment--
Mu Yin's double-edged knife touched the skin of Dongfang Jingchong's neck, and the cold light made Dongfang Jingchong's body stiffen.
"Do you admit defeat or not?" Mu Yin's voice sounded at the same time as the blade penetrated a little deeper into the skin of Dongfang Jingchong's neck.
A drop of blood slid down the scar.
The outcome has been decided.
Dongfang Jingchong clenched his hands, his eyes were sinister, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head and said: "I admit defeat."
Everyone was in an uproar.
Dongfang Jingchong lost again!
This time, he actually lost to Mu Yin, who was at the third level of the Ling Sect!
Mu Yin retracted his double-edged sword and looked in the direction of Fengyun Team with a toothy smile, his eyes seeming to ask, 'Am I great?'
The friends of Fengyun Team couldn't help but feel a little relieved when they saw the young man with braids and high ponytail on the stage, the blood was not dry at the corners of his mouth, but his smile was still bright.
Yunzheng curled her lips, raised her hands high, clenched her fists and made a thumbs up gesture.
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