"Hey, Xiao Mu, what's going on, why did you remind Duanmulin that guy ......"

"Yes, if you punch down, Duanmulin will lose!"

"Kick him down, it's a pity......"

There were "boo" voices in the audience, and they expressed their incomprehension to Mu Feng, Yan Feng, who had taken a lot of credits, turned pale just now, and as soon as Duanmu Lin lost, his 20 credits were lost. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

20 credits, then you can apply for a minor course.

"What is Lao Qi doing, he is obviously about to win, but he gave Duanmu Lin a breath of relief?" Hou Liang, who was shrewd like a ghost, was also a little confused.

Qiu Miao's eyes on the side closed slightly, thoughtful.

"What is this kid doing, how can he be so merciful to the enemy?" Even Tie Meng was a little confused, where did this kid smash his personal terminal go?

Mu Feng is really not compassionate, he even said that the prince of the Yu clan would kill him, how could he be merciful to his opponent?

He was thinking of interests.

As soon as he came up, Duanmu Lin was knocked out, then the next class leader seed battle would be meaningless, if he could earn more credits, the next time he entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he could change to a set of light body exercises.

The lightweight exercises are not cheap, and the minimum is 1000 credits.

The longer Duanmu Lin is on the fighting platform, the harder he wins, and the more people will come out to challenge him in the next class leader seed battle.

Earn credits, hone combat experience and martial arts, this is two without delay.

Duanmu Lin, who had a chance to breathe, returned to the center of the fighting platform, his momentum changed, his eyes became fierce, and that glance was like a feeling of being targeted by a fierce beast.

"Mu Xiaofeng, I admit to underestimating you, but do you think you can win me like this?" Duanmu Lin's voice was gloomy and cold, as if he had come from the Nine Hells.

Duanmu Lin's body turned, and with a wave of palms, a row of palm shadows appeared in the sky, and the momentum was terrifying!

Moyunzhang!

The students who knew this set of palm techniques exclaimed in surprise.

This set of Moyun Palm is quite famous in Baiqi Academy, and it has something to do with Duanmu Lin, and this Moyun Palm is his brother Duanmu Qi's housekeeping palm.

The first time Duanmu Qi entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he chose Moyun Palm to bring it out, and since then Moyun Palm has become his signature martial arts, and during his studies at the academy, he used this set of Moyun Palm to defeat many opponents, so Moyun Palm has become his nickname.

I didn't expect this Duanmu Qi to love his younger brother so much, and he actually passed on this set of palm techniques to him.

In fact, the cultivation of the Burning Sun Palm has reached a high and profound realm, and the power is not lost to the Mo Yun Palm, but Duanmu Lin saw that the Burning Sun Palm couldn't help you, so he changed this set of Mo Yun Palm.

This was originally what he planned to do at the last moment to compete for the head of the class, but now he had to expose it first, if he couldn't defeat Mu Feng, then everything would be a pipe dream.

Duanmu Lin spent a lot more effort on the Mo Yun Palm than the Burning Sun Palm, and once it was deployed, Mu Feng found that this set of palm techniques was much more powerful.

"Duanmu Lin actually practiced Mo Yunzhang to such a hot temperature, this guy seems to have wanted to compete for the top of the class for a long time!"

"It's a pity that the overlord of Chu is a whole ...... higher than him."

"It's not the right time!"

"This newcomer doesn't seem to be weak, I'm afraid there will be another dragon fight!"

"Sludge Class 1, the short man is just pulling out the general, compared with other classes, it is far worse......"

"That's right, except for Class 2, which of the remaining eight classes of advanced students is not a master of more than six dans?"

The audience continued to ridicule.

……

After changing to Mo Yun's palm, Duanmu Lin moved back to the passive beating situation, and Mu Feng was under the opponent's palm, and his attack was not as sharp as just now.

But if Duanmu Lin wants to win quickly over Mu Feng, it is impossible.

Mu Feng wants to win the other party, in fact, it is very simple, as soon as the mad tiger's fist is sent, I am afraid that he can directly knock the opponent off the ring, he is unwilling to do so.

Someone sent him to hone his martial arts skills and combat experience, and he couldn't ask for it.

What's more, he also needs to be exposed to various martial arts to make up for the shortcomings of his knowledge.

Three tricks have passed!

Duanmulin found that he couldn't help Mu Feng all of a sudden, and there was a trace of true qi that could not continue, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart, and said in his heart, it should be that the consumption of true qi just now was too great, and if he continued to consume it like this, he would definitely lose!

Gritting his teeth, Duanmu Lin's palms crossed a circle, and his clothes swelled.

The wind and clouds are tornailing!

This is a trick of Mo Yunzhang, and after Duanmu Lin practiced it, he never used it against the enemy.

A gust of wind rolled up on the flat ground, and a series of palm shadows surged towards Mufeng in all directions like a mountain and a sea, sealing almost all the space he could vacate!

What a great palm!

Mu Feng's expression is awe-inspiring, with his hand as a knife, making the first type of wrong knife, and making mistakes in the busy!

The shadow of the palm in the sky was like broken glass, and it disappeared in an instant, and the edge of Mu Feng's right palm gently scratched under Duanmulin's neck.

The wind stopped.

Duanmulin stood on the bucket platform like a pillar, not moving.

"You've lost."

Mu Feng said lightly.

"Poof!" Duanmulin opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell down in a proportional manner.

"Duanmu Boss ......"

The audience paused for three seconds, no one made a sound, this result was too surprising, almost everyone thought that Mu Feng was defeated, Duanmu Lin's move was too powerful, and the opponent was already locked as soon as he launched, and it was almost unavoidable.

However, the result was diametrically opposite, and the loser was actually Duanmulin.

Win!

She Hu was the first to call out and rushed to the fighting platform, followed by Wu Youran.

"Xiao Mu, you won, you won Duanmulin, haha......" She Hu hugged Mu Feng and laughed excitedly.

There was also an uproar at the scene.

It feels a little weird that a trainee who has just been here for two days actually defeated a prestigious old student on the fighting platform, but it is a fact, but in this way, it seems that more people have reason to despise Class 1.

"There is really no one in Class 1, Duanmulin actually lost to a newcomer, Mud Class 1, it's really worthy of the name!"

"Duanmu Lin is about to graduate, will it be collusion to hack our credits......

"You're not mistaken, it's Hou Liang who set up the gambling game, and that's the best friend of the Chu Overlord."

……

"Duanmulin, you bastard, cause us to lose credits......"

"I didn't expect Duanmulin to be so weak, he is really a hero of his brother and a coward of his younger brother!"

"Damn ......"

Whether it was on the scene or on the intranet platform of the college, there was a lot of discussion about this competition, and many people directly scolded Duan Mulin.

Some bet a lot of credits, and it is not just Hou Liang's family who opened the gambling game, there are at least four or five, and the odds are not the same, and some bet on Mufeng to win the odds as high as one to three.

The odds of this kind of gambling are generally not high, and the odds of three times are already the highest.

However, this time there was no pre-publicity for the competition, and not many people knew about it, and even at the beginning, there was no one who replied to a message on the college's intranet platform.

Except for Class 1 itself, there are some students in the martial arts arena who know about it, and almost no one pays attention to it.

But the people who opened the gambling game all made money, and almost no one bought Mu Feng to win, and occasionally a few people were not used to Duanmulin's gang, and they bought them in anger.

I was going to throw all the credits into the water, but I didn't expect to earn them.

Mu Feng is the most, and he used all his credits to bet, except for Hou Liang's side where the odds are one to two, the others are calculated to be about two to one.

He bet all the credits, 130 points, and finally earned 180 points, and all of a sudden the credits were over 300 points.

The most profitable is Hou Liang, he is the first gambling game to open, and the bets he accepts are also the most, almost three thousand credits, if Mu Feng loses, he will have to lose more than 1,500 credits, which is almost all his credits.

Flat broke.

But now, his points have skyrocketed by nearly three thousand, which is simply a doubling of his earnings.

But this earns money, the academy is going to take a cut, 30 percent, of course, if the person who set up the gambling game loses, the gambling deposit paid will not be returned.

In short, the academy will not suffer.

"This kid's last move is a bit weird...... "Because it is remote video surveillance, although Tie Meng witnessed the whole process of Mu Feng winning Duanmulin, but because of the angle problem, he didn't see Mu Feng's last move clearly.

After earning such a large amount of credits, Hou Liang is about to die of happiness, with such a comparison of credits, the next time he goes to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he can exchange for a book of his favorite martial arts and mental methods.

The martial arts and mental techniques exchanged in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, except for some special requirements that are not allowed to be passed on, can be passed on to those close to them if there are no requirements.

As long as you are willing, even if you contribute the martial arts and mental techniques that you have exchanged, no one will care about you, but the problem is that no one will do this.

"Tonight, I'm in for a treat!"

Hou Liang, who had earned credits, excitedly announced that although the flesh pain was taken away by the academy with thirty percent of the commission, there were still more than two thousand credits left.

"It's rare for a monkey to be generous, not bad."

"At six o'clock tonight, in the box on the second floor of the canteen, I will inform Boss Chu and Sister Hong." Hou Liang said generously, "Tiger, you inform my little sister." ”

Although Bai Xu is the sixth oldest, everyone is still used to calling her little sister.

She Hu happily agreed, for him, it would be better for someone to invite him to dinner.

In the evening, Chu Nan and Tang Hong came, and they all knew that Mu Feng had won Duanmu Lin on the martial arts arena platform, and they were all very happy.

Everyone took turns to toast Mu Feng, and after a lap, Mu Feng was almost a little top-heavy.

Talking about Mu Feng's selection of martial arts techniques in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Mu Feng did not hide it, and told them that he finally chose the last four remnants of "The Wrong Knife", and everyone felt sorry, but they all respected Mu Feng's decision.

When they heard that the scripture keeper rewarded Mu Feng with a chance, they were a little stunned, they had never heard of this situation.

"It must be the Thunder Knife Spectrum......" Tang Hong was very excited.

Mu Feng shook his head!

"Isn't it?" Tang Hong was disappointed.

"Seventh brother, what exercises did you choose?"

"It's a recipe for breathing!"

"What?" Everyone looked at Mu Feng in shock, the eyeballs were bigger than the copper bell, if Mu Feng chose the fragment of "The Wrong Knife", they were all mentally prepared, and a chance to be rewarded, he actually chose a useless "Breath Harvesting Formula".

Although this is also a pretty good auxiliary combat method, the most important thing for Mu Feng is to enhance the strength of the martial arts.

He didn't even choose any martial arts.

"Play, play, it's over, it's over, it's not surprising that you can win Duanmulin, but that Mei Congyun is a master of swordsmanship, if you are bare-handed, you can't win her at all!" Tang Hongdao.

"Is Mei Congyun's swordsmanship very powerful?"

"Of course, although she is a woman, she has a soft spot for swordsmanship, and is known as a sword idiot, and she sleeps with a sword every night, do you say it is powerful?" Tang Hongdao.

"And her temper is still very weird, she is alone, she has almost no friends in Class 1, and of course, she doesn't have a boyfriend anymore......" Tang Hong said, and deliberately glanced at Chu Nan's boss.

Because Mei Congyun said a classic saying, that is: In Class 1, only Chu Nan is qualified to be her boyfriend.

But at that time, Chu Nan already had a favorite girl, and the two of them had a good relationship, so it was naturally impossible to have any story with Mei Congyun.