Chapter 143: The Murderer Kills Forever!

"Your Excellency, you?" the masked man held the slashing moon that had been inserted into his chest tightly, and looked at Mu Li's plain face in disbelief. He bowed to him as a monarch and a minister, why could he still kill himself?

"Murderer! People always kill!" Mu Li slammed his foot on the masked man's body, pulled out his scimitar, and raised it happily.

And without the power of the Origin, Shadow Clan's body gradually dissipated, turning into a puff of black smoke and slowly rising into the air, leaving no trace. It seems that in this world, there has never been a coming.

"The helper won! The helper won! I'll just say, the helper won't fight a battle that he is not sure of!" Flying Fox quickly wiped the fine sweat from his forehead while no one was paying attention. He jumped up excitedly, his strong body trembled, and every time he fell to the ground, there would be a slight earthquake.

"Mu Li! Mu Li!"

"Mu Li! Mu Li!"

"Mu Li! Mu Li!"

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As Mu Li won the match, one after another cheers from the disciples of Yuhang Academy shook the sky, and they could not dissipate for a long time above the ring area.

This battle was fought hard and tired! However, in this battle, Mu Li played his own style! Played the clarion call that Yuhang Academy was about to return!

"Old horseman, you just wait to accept the wrath of the Shadow Clan!" Seeing that the wood was already in the boat, Ouyang Chang lowered his head in frustration and warned Hu Yidao.

"Hehe, the old man believes that the Shadow Clan is still sensible. At that time, it is impossible to say who is unlucky!" The dean didn't eat Ouyang Chang's set at all, and said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The dean dares to say this, and he has enough confidence.

The races of the Lands of Annihilation never participate in the battle between humans. Now, Ouyang Chang privately brought the masked man to the competition between the Human Academies, and even let the Shadow Clan die in it, such a mistake, as long as the Shadow Clan understands something, they all know that they have to go to the Slaughter Academy to ask for an explanation, instead of coming to Yuhang Academy to stalk them.

Second, the Shadow Clan is only one of many groups in the Annihilation Lands, and they are still a lower-average race, which is not representative of the entire Annihilation Lands at all. In this case, what is Yuhang Academy afraid of!

After the dean announced the winner, Mu Li said hello to the dean and walked off the stage.

The purgatory ghost pupil in his eyes was also put away by himself. It's just that after putting it away, a burst of dizziness hit his brain, and he didn't step on the wooden ladder steadily, and fell directly from the wooden ladder. The already embarrassed body had a few more bruises again.

Feihu and the others took a step slower, hurriedly picked up Mu Li, who had passed out, and was hurriedly carried back. Before leaving, the dean also took out several bottles of good healing pills and asked them to take them for Mu Li, and several people agreed again and again. When a few people were about to leave, the dean finally told Mu Li to come to him tomorrow.

After bringing Mu Li back to the guild, Cheng Xi and the others helped Mu Li remove the clothes that had clotted into blood scabs on his body, and although his figure was thin, the muscles were angular.

Just the next glance, when their gaze moved to the barely intact back, their hearts ached. Several people held back the tears in their eyes and smeared all the wounds on Mu Li's body for him, and then fed him a few pills to repair his internal injuries, and then retreated softly and quietly closed the door.

Ever since they had known Mu Li, they had never seen Mu Li rest. Either on the way to make money, or on the way to cultivation, without stopping.

In the evening, Mu Li woke up, probed his spiritual sense into the beast bag in a panic, and found that Xiao Bai was sleeping inside, so he patted his chest with confidence.

Then he put on his clothes and took a picture in the bronze mirror, and his body was covered with bruises, even his handsome face was not spared. "Don't be disfigured! Ben Shao's handsome face, tsk, my mother gave birth to me so well!" Even looking at the blue nose and swollen face, Mu Li still couldn't help but be narcissistic.

Cheng Xi and the others had not rested yet, they were talking something in the inner hall, and after Mu Li saw it, he also joined in.

Several people reported the game in the afternoon to Mu Li. To Mu Li's surprise, although only five people from Yuhang Academy squeezed into the semi-finals, the result was surprisingly good.

Senior Sister Murong won the bye lottery and successfully advanced, and the rest of the senior brothers, including herself, not only did not meet her own people, but they all defeated their opponents.

On the contrary, there are eight people who have entered the semi-finals of the Slaughter Academy, because of the gap between oolong and strength level, in the end, only Leng Yue and Leng Yu successfully entered the finals.

Such a result naturally made Ouyang Chang angry and crooked, but the dean was so excited that he kept showing off his might to Ouyang Chang on the referee's seat. Chattering, feng shui takes turns, and the cynicism that came to my house this year.

On the day of the day, Mu Li came to the dean's office on weekdays early according to the dean's instructions yesterday.

"Your Excellency, Dean. Mu Li walked in, and the dean was bowing his head to review the official document in front of him.

"Coming?" the dean glanced up and motioned for Mu Li to sit down first. After he finished reviewing the last official document in his hand, he stopped and looked back and forth on Mu Li, "How is your recovery?"

"Returning to the dean, the disciple has rough skin and thick flesh, and he has recovered to seventy-seven, eighty-eight. Mu Li said with a mouthful of big white teeth.

"Well, that's good!" the dean poured himself a cup of tea and stroked the bangs that should be in front of him, "It's not a big deal to call you over this time!"