"Is this the strength of your Beiwu Academy? If it is this kind of strength, it makes no difference whether I take the test or not!"

Feng Jiuyang looked at a few teachers: "I need to reconsider, what is the character of these teachers in your Beiwu Academy." ”

These words made several teachers' faces unhappy, and the teacher of the dignified Beiwu Academy was so sneered at by a student.

It's just that the strength of the people can really say such things, after all, even Teacher Feng's hand was injured, and they didn't dare to guarantee that they would be able to defeat this student.

Seeing Feng Jiuyang leave, the students around him who were watching the excitement hurriedly left, and this embarrassing scene couldn't stand it.

"That...... Let's go to the office and bandage it first?" The principal looked at Teacher Feng and the others, but this made Teacher Feng even more angry.

"Do you think I need it?" Teacher Feng looked at the principal: "Let's take our leave, let's see how many people you can get into!"

When a few people came, they originally planned to find a few good people to give them guidance by the way, and when the time came, they would be admitted to the Beiwu Academy and directly receive their own subordinates.

But Feng Jiuyang slapped him directly in the face this time, how could they still have the face to point at others!

"Ah......" the headmaster sighed, knowing that there was nothing left to do about it, and it seemed that they could only rely on themselves.

......

"Ma Dan, this guy's strength is really strong, it really hurts!" Feng Jiuyang, who had left the school, rubbed his wrist, and that punch made him feel the pressure he had never felt before.

This is also the reason why he retreated at that time, one is to alleviate the impact of the other party, and the other is the pressure that the teacher gave him from the momentum.

"It seems that his strength has not yet reached it!" Feng Jiuyang sighed slightly, after all, his current strength in white fighting is only high-level, but he doesn't know what realm there is above.

When I returned to the room, I started to practice again, and during this time, every time I practiced, I practiced with the mental method, so the moves were like flowing water, slow but continuous.

......

"This first morning is the competition of our school, so you don't have to make a move, otherwise it won't look good if you hurt your classmates!"

Feng Jiuyang was stopped by the principal as soon as he arrived at the school, after all, everyone saw his strength, and if he compared with his classmates, it would be a bit of a bully.

"Ah, then am I as a seeded player of this school?" Feng Jiuyang smiled when he heard this, he refused the invitation of Beiwu Academy yesterday, but it does not mean that the seeded player of the school is unhappy.

"Well, when the time comes, you will guide your classmates again, and strive for our school to be able to admit five people this time. The headmaster's face was serious.

"Five?" Feng Jiuyang pouted, the principal's ambition was too small, so why didn't he go in all of them?

"I know this goal is a bit big!" Seeing Feng Jiuyang's appearance, the principal thought he was laughing at his ambition: "It is indeed not easy for tens of thousands of candidates in the province to enter the top 100, but as long as you do your best, at least you and Wan Butong can get in." ”

"Hehe!" Feng Jiuyang was a little embarrassed, but the principal had spoken, and he had no choice but to go to the stands with the principal.

The cultivators who were originally waiting there were stunned one by one when they saw Feng Jiuyang and the principal on stage together: Why can this guy go to the referee's table?

The teachers on the side also looked confused, although they knew that Feng Jiuyang's kung fu was good, they couldn't sit here, right?

"Let's start!" the principal said, and let Feng Jiuyang sit beside him and watch the students start the game.

Feng Jiuyang looked at the cultivators in the arena with a boring face, the moves performed by these people during the competition quickly made him see clearly, and in his mind, it was as familiar as if he had cultivated thousands of times.

"It seems that for me, as long as I can see clearly, all of them are equivalent to cultivating to a high level!"

Feng Jiuyang was not only a little proud, but at least for him at this stage, no one would be his opponent.

"You don't seem to be paying attention! can't these classmates' battles get into your eyes?" Suddenly, a mocking voice sounded, and Feng Jiuyang turned around and looked over.

It turned out to be the head teacher of Class 6, and Wan Butong was in their class, and as a class teacher, he naturally hoped that his students could be admitted to Beiwu Academy.

Not to mention the personal reward given to him after being admitted, even the title of this "teacher" is enough for him to be invited by more parents to guide his children.

"Yes!" Feng Jiuyang showed no mercy: "Although President Wan is very strong, even if he doesn't fight me, the people of the Industrial and Commercial College can defeat him." Not to mention the president of other people, he can abuse President Wan several times with one hand!"

"You ......" The teacher's face was not very good, Feng Jiuyang was obviously not opening which pot to mention, and the Industrial and Commercial College had been pressing them.

originally thought that Wan Butong was the strongest person in this year, even if he couldn't beat the Industrial and Commercial College, he would at least be able to lead a few people to get in.

But he didn't expect Feng Jiuyang to break his plan out of nowhere, if Feng Jiuyang led the students to be admitted, I'm afraid that the "excellent class teacher" at the end of today will have nothing to do with him.

This is also the reason why he advocated that Feng Jiuyang be admitted directly, as long as there is no one in the way, then it will be impossible to break the school's record for several years: no one has been admitted to Beiwu Academy for ten years.

The fight below was fierce, but after all, these people often communicated in private, so no one was injured in the battle.

It was quickly decided to come out of the top ten, after all, each school can only send ten people, even so, how many people are admitted to Beiwu Academy every year.

Only one hundred people who stand out among the more than 100,000 people can officially enter the academy, and there are still 1,500 people in reserve, but basically no one pays attention to these people.

The people they selected actually understood that only Feng Jiuyang could get in among them, and no one dared to guarantee that they would be able to get in.

"I just took a look, there are still a lot of flaws in your boxing skills, I'll show you them now, you can do it yourself!" Feng Jiuyang jumped out of the referee's table as he spoke, walked among these people and began to practice.

"How is this possible?" Whether it was those cultivator students or the teacher at the referee's table, they were stunned when they saw Feng Jiuyang's movements.

If he just practiced the "Wuji Thirteen Hands" so powerful, it would be reasonable, after all, he had only learned this kind of boxing technique during this time, and even if he cultivated to a high level, he could say that it was in the past.

But now he is practicing this is a personal boxing technique, and each set of boxing techniques has actually reached a high level, this kind of thing has never appeared in the cultivation world for thousands of years!

Especially Wan Butong, he is the most serious, and he has always been very concerned about Feng Jiuyang's cultivation.

"What the hell is going on? Could it be that after he has practiced the most basic Wuji Thirteen Hands to a high level, all the fist techniques can be quickly mastered?"

Wan Butong really couldn't understand: "Even if there was a saying that 'one law is clear, ten thousand laws are clear', but it is just a theory, and it also needs to be cultivated for a while! But why did he reach a high level as soon as he got started?"

Wan Butong dared to have his own head to guarantee that Feng Jiuyang was definitely the first time to see the boxing techniques of these people, and it was impossible for him to cultivate in secret.

This was the reason why he was surprised, a person who had never seen other people's boxing techniques could directly cultivate to a high level after taking a look.

Even if he is the protagonist of a literary master's novel, he can only reach the high level after his master's detailed guidance!

"All boxing techniques are actually the same, as long as you master the most basic cultivation, the other boxing techniques will soon know what is going on. Just like after I cultivated the most basic 'Infinite Thirteen Hands' to the Dao level, there is no one to me about your boxing techniques, and this is the most basic reason for my 'One Law Technique, Ten Thousand Laws'. ”

Feng Jiuyang knew what they would suspect, so he directly explained that it was the credit of the basic skills, and it was impossible for them to cultivate from scratch anyway, and they couldn't say that they were hiding their secrets and not pointing them out when the time came.