"Die!"

A low shout came from Wang Feng's mouth, and a sharp vitality instantly rose out of his arm, and he stomped on the soles of his feet, like a strong wind galloping towards Mo Chen, and the sharp fist marks were like mountains splitting down in the air. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Hiss!

The crowd was in an uproar, but they didn't expect Wang Feng to attack so crisply.

Fat Zixuan's whole heart also pinched, and his chubby face was full of worry.

The third level of actual combat, in fact, most of it is just a process, and many powerful disciples have already secretly communicated with the martial artists of the academy and can easily pass the level.

Actual combat assessment, three moves to pass, nine moves full score, this level thinks that the factors are too big, is a well-known unspoken rule, but looking at Wang Feng's aggressive offensive, it is obviously serious!

This is definitely the most intense actual combat assessment!

Turning into eight versus sixfold, can Mo Chen insist on three moves?

Just when everyone was in an uproar, Wang Feng's sharp fist marks had already slashed towards Mo Chen.

However, Mo Chen's expression was calm, without the slightest hint of panic, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he did not take Wang Feng's attack in his eyes.

At the moment when the opponent's fist wind was about to slash him, his feet suddenly moved, and he moved out strangely, and the figures of the two passed by, Wang Feng's face showed consternation, but Mo Chen's face was instantly cold, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, unmatched.

He reached out with his right hand, and a faint vitality wrapped around his fingertips, instantly slapping Wang Feng's back, so fast that a slight whistling sound could be heard in the air.

Wang Feng was taken aback, he didn't expect Mo Chen's speed to be so fast, but at this time, he didn't have time to be surprised, and when he gritted his teeth, he forcibly withdrew his fist print and blasted it out in reverse, turning sideways to meet Mo Chen's palm print.

Although his strength was not as good as before, Wang Feng still had the confidence to shock back the other party, because his realm was two times higher than Mo Chen!

The strong wind flickered, and the fists and palms were facing each other, just at the moment when the two were about to collide, Mo Chen's palm suddenly disguised, pasting Wang Feng's fist print, and then his five fingers were clenched, and the whole arm was like a spiritual snake coming out of a hole, and it slammed into Wang Feng's chest.

Boom!

A dull voice sounded, Wang Feng's figure staggered back in the stunned gaze of everyone, his palm on his chest, and he was trembling slightly!

In just one shot, Wang Feng, who was going all out, actually fell below!

This unexpected reversal of the situation is too fast!

"It's unbelievable that Wang Feng has fallen behind."

"This Mo Chen is too terrifying, turning into a sixfold against eightfold, and the other party is still going all out, he can actually gain the upper hand, he can be called a combat genius!"

"It seems that there is no suspense in the confrontation of the three moves, and it is very likely that you will get a full score again, and it is even more likely to ...... will defeat Wang Feng! ”

"Shhh If this is the case, wouldn't it be that the mental strength, talent, and actual combat are all demonic, and it is terrible! ”

The crowd was shocked and talked endlessly!

At this moment, not only the laymen who watched the excitement, but also many old students with heads and faces, and even some teachings, looking at this scene, coupled with Mo Chen's previous perfect performance in mental strength and talent, they suddenly felt that this waste boy who was called the son of a traitor had made it difficult for them to see through.

Fat Zixuan proudly looked at the shocked crowd around him, looking at those nymphomaniac girls, he couldn't wait to rush up and tell them loudly: That's my brother!

Some people are happy and some are worried, Feng Yang's face is already gloomy and about to drip blood, turning into eight against six, he will even suffer, if the rules allow, he can't wait to slap Wang Feng and end up in person!

"Mo Chen! Son of Rebellion! ”

Wang Feng squeezed out these words from between his teeth, each word contained roaring anger, he was dignified as an eightfold martial artist, but he was shocked back by a sixfold waste, in front of the teachers and students in front of him, it can be said that there is no face!

"Tiger Roaring Fist!"

Wang Feng's face turned red, and his powerful vitality roared out, and there was a slight tiger roar above his fist, and he rushed towards Mo Chen frantically again, as if he wanted to tear it apart!

The surrounding crowd exclaimed slightly, Wang Feng's burst of combat power was even stronger than before!

Looking at the murderous Ling Ran, the fierce and incomparable Wang Feng, Mo Chen just sneered, and his five fingers were also clenched into fists, but he didn't avoid it, and he blasted out with a punch, soldering its edge!

……

Mo Chen's assessment is still continuing, but there is a staggered windward meeting being held in the depths of the school, and its tension is no less than Mo Chen's assessment!

The Windward Banquet, an unwritten banquet in the Imperial City Academy, has been popular for many years.

He is a banquet sent by ten tutors of the university, aiming to recruit the top ten freshmen in each assessment, and those who are teachers hope that the students they teach can be peach and plum in the world, and strengthen their reputation, the greater the reputation, the higher the status.

Therefore, the top ten freshmen have become the object of their competition, especially the first freshman!

With the addition of the first one, the reputation of the mentor can definitely beat the rest of the tutors.

In the luxurious banquet hall, the three big characters of the wind banquet are hung high in the hall, which is particularly eye-catching.

Below, the mentor representative sat opposite the top ten freshmen, and the competition for talents was in full swing.

"I can give you the rest, but the freshman Lan Jiang must choose my tutor."

Mo Ziying was not angry but mighty, exuding an irresistible majesty, his eyes fell on the blue-clothed young man opposite, and said: "Lan Jiang, tomorrow's tutor will divide the class, as long as you choose my tutor, my tutor will give you a Chong Fan Dan, and will focus on cultivating, and when you turn into a mortal spirit, he will also give a Tu Fan Dan!" ”

Lan Jiang, the son of Lan Fan, the head of Wenchen, was only fourteen years old but was already a Eightfold Martial Artist, in order to stand out from the assessment, he gave up the first two years of reference, and came to the assessment in the realm of Eightfold Mortal, and won the first freshman as he wished.

He enjoys the feeling of being valued and being contested by everyone.

However, Mo Ziying's words still made him can't help but be moved.

Chong Fan Dan, the realm of turning into a mortal can unconditionally improve a heavy skill, and the Dan of Fan can increase the success rate of three percent when impacting the realm of Lingfu, these two pills are undoubtedly temptations that are difficult to refuse.

And the other nine people on the lower left of him had a gloomy face and a feeling of not being taken seriously, especially Yan Yuqiu on his side, his strength was not much inferior to Lan Jiang, but the results of the actual combat assessment were not as good as the other party, and he could only fall second.

"Humph! What about Chong Fan Dan and De Fan Dan. ”

A man on the left side of Mo Ziying snorted, then looked at Lan Jiang, and said sincerely: "Lan Jiang, my tutor said, if you are willing to choose him as a teacher, the cultivation resources will be at your disposal in the future, and within three years, you will be guaranteed to enter the Martial King List!" ”

The list of martial kings, the list of all the students of the Imperial City Academy, only takes thirty-six people on the list, and all the people in the list are all the people of the university and the pillars of the country in the future!

"What are you, you dare to rob us!" Yu Mengling's cold gaze swept towards the other party, daring to compete with the woman he loved, don't you want to live?

"Yu Meng, keep your mouth clean, we are all entrusted by our mentors, if we want talents, it depends on who can give more resources!"

"That's right, talent allocation resources, as a matter of course, our mentor said, as long as Lanjiang junior brother is willing to come, not only will the resources be full, but also will teach in person!"

"Senior Brother Lanjiang, there are many female disciples under my mentor's disciple, if you want to come, you can choose!"

"Cut, your nunnery, it's a dead fish face. Senior Brother Lanjiang, don't listen to him, my mentor's junior sister is as beautiful as a flower, with all kinds of styles, 365 days a year, to ensure that you continue to play tricks, and you want to die......"

When the wine was drunk, everyone made strange moves, and tried their best to recruit Lan Jiang to his subordinates.

Because their mentors have given death orders, the rest of them can be left alone, but the first must be won, as long as they can win the first place, the benefits will naturally be a lot.

"It's really lively, a group of ignorant guys, the assessment is not over yet, and they are fighting for your life here!"

A cold voice suddenly rang out, and the words were filled with undisguised disdain and contempt.

The sound of the banquet stopped abruptly, and everyone's faces sank suddenly.

Who is it? Dare to be so arrogant and insult everyone present.

Especially Mo Ziying, Yu Meng and Lan Jiang, their identities belong to the first-class nobles in the entire imperial city, and they dare to be so arrogant in front of them, they are not looking for death!

They glared at each other with a slightly angry face, only to see a woman dressed in white like snow, like an inviolable fairy.

At this moment, the anger on everyone's faces suddenly dissipated, and even the anger of the three Mo Ziying disappeared in an instant.

The woman in white has a slender waist and long legs, a graceful posture, and her slender black hair flutters slightly, making her skin like mutton fat and white jade whiter more white.

"See the Nine Princesses!" Everyone stood up and saluted respectfully.

The person who came was none other than the ninth princess of today's royal family: Long Xinxue.

"I said that in the academy, you can call me senior sister or junior sister." Long Xinxue waved her hand gently, and her gestures were full of a capable atmosphere.

Everyone's expressions were extremely respectful, even the arrogant Mo Ziying had to bow his head slightly in front of Long Xinxue, not only because of Long Xinxue's identity as the princess, but more importantly, Long Xinxue was also the sixth master on the school's martial arts list!

"Senior Sister Long, although the assessment is not over yet, the rest are some wastes that have been eliminated, and I think it will not affect the windward banquet." A student looked at Long Xinxue Dao flatteringly.

"Really?" Long Xinxue's eyes lit up with a hint of sarcasm, as if she was looking at an idiot.

The student laughed at himself awkwardly, then looked at Yu Meng and Mo Ziying, and said, "Senior Brother Yu and Senior Sister Mo just came from the school, and they are very clear about the situation there, Senior Sister Long doesn't believe it, you can ask them." ”

Yu Meng smiled and said: "Senior Sister Long, Ziying and I just came from the school grounds, and we are indeed some eliminated wastes who are still struggling, maybe at this moment, we are putting on a good show." ”

"Fun? What's the show? Someone immediately chimed in.

The smile on Yu Meng's face was even worse, and he laughed and said: "There is a waste who has not been able to pass the school assessment for four consecutive years, and he even questioned why our school does not accept waste. ”

"If you haven't passed the assessment for four years in a row, it's really useless."

"Four years, since the age of twelve, this year is also sixteen, there are such stupid people in the world, hehe, it's really interesting."

"I've seen a lot of people like this, and I think I'm a genius, but I don't know that I'm a stupid."

Mocking ridicule resounded throughout the room, and everyone was mercilessly mocking.

However, no one saw it, and a sneer gradually appeared on Long Xinxue's face, but this sneer was not aimed at Mo Chen, but at everyone present, as if everyone present had become idiots in her eyes!