"Shit!"

Xiao Buyu sneered and said: "Yes, you feel that they can't win, there are too many people and less people, but don't forget, they are the intermediate class, you are the advanced class, just like you, you still want to fight the special class. Those geniuses of the spirit list have entered the list of the dragon list!"

"If you fail, you have failed. Don't make excuses for yourself. If one day, they participate in the advanced class battle and lose under their hands, you will lose face!"

"How is it possible..." Zhe Fengyun defended in his heart, letting Intermediate Class 9 catch up and surpass them, no matter what, it was unacceptable.

"Then it's fine if Mo Yang can't pull it, but what about Qi Ming?"

Xiao Buyu's expression was cold and his tone was not good.

"Qi Ming's talent for refining tools was favored by Master Hongchen. Master Hongchen is the Dean of Leifeng Academy. Who would dare to compete with him?" Zhe Fengyun whispered.

"Can you be more stupid?"

Xiao Buyu is really annoyed: "Even if Master Hongchen has taken a fancy to Qi Ming and wants to earn him as a disciple of the closed door, Qi Ming is also a student of Leifeng Academy, at least he must be a student in Leifeng Academy's class, do you understand? ?"

"Yes, I will check Qi Ming's situation now!" Zhe Fengyun hurriedly responded.

"Report to Teacher Xiao, Qi Ming..."

"Say!"

"Qi Ming just now joined the ninth intermediate class!"

"what?"

Hearing this news, Xiao Buyu only felt a big rock pressed against his chest.

"It's Intermediate Nine Class again, and Intermediate Nine Class again. This Mu Yun really wants to show his skills in the Seven Sages Academy!" Xiao Buyu said coldly, "The huge Tu Yuan is all controlled by the Mu Family. He didn't go, but came to Leifengyuan, which is damning."

"Tutor Xiao, if not..."

"Otherwise what? Send someone to kill him? Can you do it?" Xiao Buyu sneered: "The last time a prince died in the royal family, did you see what the royal family did? Do you think the Mu Family has become the top five? Family, do you eat vegetables?"

"Teacher Xiao, we can't do it, but in Nanyun City, many forces can do it. Di Sha Tang is a good target."

Di Sha Tang, specializing in all kinds of dark transactions.

In the entire Nanyun City, the five big families are well-known, but there are also some other forces.

Di Sha Tang is one of them.

"Yes!" Xiao Buyu frowned, and said: "Mu Yun has grown up, and it is definitely a big resistance to my Xiao family. Moreover, this guy has cured Xiao Qingyu by chance. If not, the head of the Xiao family. The location must belong to me, this Muyun is indeed damned."

"Di Shatang, this matter, Zhe Fengyun, leave it to you to do it, remember, no drips!"

"Yes!"

Seeing Zhe Fengyun's leaving figure, Xiao Buyu's face was pale.

"Mu Yun, why didn't you show up early, and didn't show up late? It just happened to appear at this time, it happened to block my way!"

South Cloud City, Yingbin Pavilion.

Here is a gathering place for people with faces and faces in Nanyun City, which is equivalent to the position of the Pavilion of Heaven.

Mu Yun brought Mo Yang, Qi Ming and others here this time.

In the Yingbin Pavilion private room, Mu Yun was sitting on the top and looked at the following students, very satisfied.

"How is North Cloud City now?"

"Hey... I know you will ask, Master." Mo Yang swallowed a chicken thigh, and said, "North Cloud City is now the genius of the Qin family and the Mu family. The two disciples are now at peace, Beiyun College It's also a great success, oh, I almost forgot, tutor, you are now the signature tutor in Beiyun College. There is a statue, and the dean's autograph is on it."

"Where is my foster father?"

"Patriarch him, he is gone!"

When it comes to Mu Linchen, Qi Ming hesitates.

Gone?

As the head of the Mu Clan in North Cloud City, how could Mu Linchen say that he disappeared, just disappeared!

"Well, the Chief Shepherd just explained the affairs of the Mu's family not long after you left, and then disappeared. Grandpa Qin doesn't know where he went, but I feel that Chief Shepherd seems to be going to do something, so he left. ."

Do one thing? What will it be?

Mu Linchen disappeared, Mu Qingyu must know, but he didn't tell him.

It seems that Mu Qingyu, the old fox, still has many things to hide from himself.

"Master, don't worry, the Mu family is now being taken care of by Nanyun City. It is estimated that Patriarch Mu will not have any problems."

"Um!"

Nodding, Mu Yun said: "By the way, Qi Ming, how is your father now?"

"Haha, Master, you're right, Qi Ming's father is now an incredible master. He is already a middle-grade profound tool master, and he has also come to Nanyun City this time, preparing to open a refinery pavilion. "

"Yes, I will come to raise money, Master, how about it?"

"Whatever Master said, the Refining Pavilion is naturally yours. My father and I, without you, are still the waste materials father and son of Beiyun City." Qi Ming smiled: "I will tell me Master The Qiwen, passed some with my father, Master won’t be angry, right?"

"Smelly boy, I'll cut it first and play it later. I'm angry, what can you do? Huh?"

"Ha ha……"

For a while, there was a loud laughter in the room, which was full of joy.

As time goes by, the enrollment of the Seventh Courtyard is gradually coming to an end.

And in Leifeng's courtyard, there is no more rumors than Intermediate Nine Class.

The swordsman genius Mo Yang, who was the number one swordsman in the three levels, worshipped Intermediate Nine Class.

Qi Ming, who showed his unparalleled talent for refining tools, also joined the ninth intermediate class.

Right now, Intermediate Class 9 has become the focus of the entire Leifeng Academy.

On this day, in the middle class 9 class.

Looking at the 110 students in the audience, Mu Yun stood on the stage and smiled slightly.

"Today, I gathered with everyone to announce one thing."

Mu Yun opened the mouth and said: "At the moment, our Intermediate Ninth Class is very famous in Leifeng Academy. It is a good thing to be famous. However, there are no vacancies under the prestige, and we naturally have to come up with the corresponding strength."

"Starting from today, I will lead you to further hone and improve, and to survive the fittest. According to the college standard, 100 students in each class is the most suitable. Therefore, those who fail to meet my requirements will be invited. Get out of Intermediate Class 9."

"But don't worry, everyone, as long as you follow what I said, to ensure that you meet your requirements, but if you are sneaky and half-hearted about cultivation, I'm sorry, I Muyun, you are not welcome."

"So, do you understand what I said?"

"clear!"

"It's so good! Today's practice is to fight against each other. I will give you guidance on the physical characteristics and talents of all of you. Again, if you are slack, get out of my class."

"Yes!"

The 9th intermediate class at this moment is an unprecedented unity.

And this is exactly what Mu Yun fancy.

Intermediate Class Nine, to be precise, the previous Elementary Class Nine Class was unknown, and no one would be interested in this class at all. It can be said that the possibility of being intervened by other forces is also the smallest.

But there are no absolutes in the world, and it is hard to guarantee that there will be no spies sent by other families or strengths.

Therefore, Muyun must guide one by one and carefully select.

What he needs is a class with one mind, not the existence of people with unpredictable hearts.

He understands the truth that a mouse breaks a pot of soup better than anyone else.

On the martial arts field, the children of Class 9 were practicing, and Mu Yun constantly supervised them.

"Instructor Mu, what a coincidence!"

A voice sounded, and Xiao Buyu, dressed as a tutor, came to Mu Yun's side.

"What a coincidence, Teacher Xiao."

Xiao Buyu, the senior instructor of Class 4, has been aware of the existence of this character since the last fight with Class 4.

Xiao Buyu is a genius from the Xiao family, he was born in a direct line, and he is also a strong candidate for the long-term successor of the Xiao family.

That was before!

Now, the only heir of the Xiao family chief is Xiao Qingyu, because he is the only son of the patriarch.

Mu Yun now estimated that Xiao Buyu should hate himself to death, but he just stretched out his hand not to hit the smiley person, Xiao Buyu greeted him, he naturally wouldn't look at it.

"Teacher Pastor, what happened last time was that I did not teach strictly and caused trouble for Teacher Pastor. I'm really sorry!"

"Where, I'm the one who should apologize. Is your student okay? Teacher Xiao, you see that those little rascals did not know how serious they were. They beat your student. I'm really sorry!"

"you……"

Hit your student?

Mu Yun's words were slapped nakedly!

It clearly means that the students in his senior class four are not as good as the students in the intermediate class.

"Instructor Mu, see that the students from Class 9 are actively practicing martial arts, how about this?" Xiao Buyu smiled and said, "Let the students from Class 4 and Class 9 come to a competition. It is my senior class 4 to help you. How about improving your strength in Intermediate Class Nine?"

"OK!"

Mu Yun did not refuse, and replied: "Why not do this! Let's select three students from the two classes to fight, let the other students see. It's also time to beat and beat the gangsters, lest they be arrogant!"

"good!"

Unexpectedly, Mu Yun agreed so happily, Xiao Buyu was also a little surprised.

But because of this, Mu Yun fell into his trap.

Discuss with his students? This time, Mu Yun must have lost thoroughly, let him know that the difference between the advanced class and the intermediate class, the provincial Mu Yun's little tail cocked to the sky.

"Be quiet, everyone. Teacher Xiao arranged a small competition. The geniuses of Class 4 are willing to teach you and choose three to fight. You should cherish this teaching, keep your eyes open, and take a closer look."

"Teaching? I was beaten by us, so I am embarrassed to teach us?"

"That is, Class 9 is not a soft persimmon, let them knead it."

"Come on, whoever is afraid of who, why not!"

For a time, the ninth class was full of morale.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun nodded in satisfaction.

However, it is also a little worried.

It is a good thing for Class 9 to have a high fighting spirit, but it is a bad thing if the fighting spirit is too high and pretentious.

"It seems that we need to find some time to knock them hard!"