Around the venue, everyone watched and laughed.

As an examiner, he can't quickly defeat a newcomer, but is tricked by the other party to the point of almost madness, which is ridiculous.

However, some of the academy disciples were staring at Lin Muchen's body, and their faces were a little solemn.

The young man in front of him, who is only fifteen years old, has cultivated no more than the fifth level of the Gathering Spirit Realm, but he can cultivate his body martial arts to the extreme, which is simply superb, which is really rare!

From this, it can be seen that his talent must be extremely amazing!

Even if he loses to Song Zhi today, I am afraid that with his talent, he will be able to attract the attention of the teachers of the academy.

Even if you can't get the status of a high-level disciple, it shouldn't be difficult for an intermediate disciple.

"What's going on?"

A sweet-looking, light-hearted girl, holding a snow-white beast in her arms, came fluttering.

Her skin is like clotted fat, her ice muscles and jade bones, and her finely carved face is flawless.

The lotus step moves lightly, the slender willow waist, like a thin willow supporting the wind, does not hold it, and the hair flutters gently, as if coming from a painting.

The disciples of the academy beside him, some of them were a little impatient because they were disturbed.

But when he turned his head and saw the girl, he suddenly smiled all over his face, and his eyes were full of surprise and admiration.

"Senior Sister Qi Meng!"

The school disciple hurriedly saluted, and the girl nodded slightly, gently stroking the little beast in her arms with her bare hands.

It was evident that she loved the little beast very much.

This girl is Qi Meng, who is ranked seventh on the list of county masters.

The snow-white beast was naturally Yiyi.

When Lin Muchen went to register, it ran away to play alone.

At this moment, it nested in the girl's arms, a small white paw was on the softness of the girl's chest, and its little eyes were purring, looking at Lin Muchen shyly.

Lin Muchen naturally saw it at a glance, and almost stumbled, this little thing, the color does not change!

Soon, someone informed Qi Meng of what had happened.

"Oh, this newcomer actually fought Song Zhi alone, and wants to be promoted to a senior disciple?"

Qi Meng's red lips opened lightly, her voice was like a wind chime, extremely pleasant, she looked at Lin Muchen, and a touch of curiosity rose in her beautiful eyes.

The surrounding school disciples were suddenly a little jealous, and on the first day, they actually attracted the attention of Goddess Qi Meng, what a lucky boy!

"It is ridiculous that an arrogant person, after speaking wild words, will only dodge and dare not fight head-on!"

Not far away, Mo Yuan walked over with a smile, looking at the depths of Qi Meng's eyes, there was a touch of fiery.

Qi Meng smiled slightly: "The difference in cultivation is three levels, but he can dodge Song Zhi's attacks one after another, and it seems that he is still at ease, I have some expectations, whether he still has hole cards unplayed." ”

Hearing this, Mo Yuan's smile froze.

Unexpectedly, Qi Meng was so optimistic about Lin Muchen.

Seeing Qi Meng smiling and looking at Lin Muchen with interest, Mo Yuan's expression couldn't help but be a little strange.

It has been three years since he entered the samurai academy, and he has never seen Qi Meng become interested in people!

Mo Yuan's brows furrowed slightly, and a thick jealousy appeared in his heart.

Turning around, he stared at Lin Muchen for a moment, and suddenly opened his mouth to warn: "Half a pillar of incense has passed, if you fail to defeat Song Zhi after a stick of incense, you will fail the assessment and be directly regarded as elimination!"

Lin Muchen first arrogantly challenged the examiner and wanted to be promoted to a senior disciple, but now he has been avoiding a fight, this arrogant but cowardly behavior made him extremely unhappy.

If you don't dare to fight, why do you want to make such wild words?

Many of the academy disciples who presided over the assessment looked at Mo Yuan, and a different color flashed in their eyes.

Mo Yuan seems to know that young man, and the relationship should not be very good, otherwise how could he have the intention of forcing him to fight with Song Zhi.

Moreover, with the talent that this young man has shown now, he can be promoted to an intermediate disciple, but Mo Yuan threatens to eliminate him if he fails?

Doesn't this mean blocking Lin Muchen's road?

Just imagine, if he can still enter the samurai academy after he fails, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction among the other freshmen.

Qi Mengxiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure, she wanted to see what that young man should do in this situation!

In an attic not far away, two middle-aged men stood with their hands in their hands, quietly watching the battle in the field.

"What do you think?"

The man in gray on the left looked at the man in blue on the right, smiled slightly, and asked.

The blue-robed man glanced at the gray-clothed man and said in surprise, "What's the matter?"

The man in gray nodded, and the essence in his eyes flashed: "If he can win this battle, five years later, he will definitely lead the young generation of Xilin County to win glory for the academy in the battle of the national capital!"

The blue-robed man was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but glance at the gray-clothed man more, it seems that this guy hasn't come out of that shame yet.

It's just that this kid can really defeat Song Zhi?

In the field, Lin Muchen glanced at Mo Yuan lightly and ignored it.

Seeing this, Mo Yuan was a little embarrassed, and the cold light in his eyes flashed, this guy was just a newcomer, but he brushed his face again and again, which was really annoying!

Lin Muchen looked around and found that the people were full, then looked at Song Zhi and said coldly: "One move to decide the winner, do you dare?"

"Why don't you dare!"

Song Zhi laughed wildly.

He couldn't wait for a long time, and his cultivation burst out without reservation.

With the stroke of his hands, the milky white spiritual light turned into five sword qi phantoms, constantly flying around Song Zhi's body, and the sharp sword qi cut through the air, making a sneering sound.

"It's a yellow-level high-level martial art, the Seven Killing Sword Technique!Song Zhi has actually cultivated five sword qi!"

Many of the academy disciples exclaimed in surprise.

The Seven Kills Sword Technique, although it is a yellow-level high-level martial art, is extremely difficult to cultivate, and once the Seven Dao Sword Qi is cultivated, the power is comparable to the Xuan-level beginner-level martial art.

Even if Song Zhi can only condense five sword qi now, even if he is a person who gathers the spirit realm of the ninth fold, he must be cautious!

Qi Meng's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and then looked at Lin Muchen, I don't know what this young man should do in the face of such a sharp blow?

And Yiyi, who was in her arms, glanced at Song Zhi, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.

It yawned, and its little head arched towards the girl's arms, touching the sensitive part of the girl's chest, causing her pretty face to blush slightly.

Qi Meng glanced at Yiyi with some disgust, and suddenly had a lot of charm, amazed the group of people around her who were secretly peeking at her.

Mo Yuan on the other side, his eyes were full of jealousy staring at Song Zhi, he could fight with all his strength in this move, but the result would definitely be a defeat with Song Zhi.

However, in this case, see how that arrogant guy hides?!

Seeing that Song Zhi's momentum was becoming more and more turbulent, Lin Muchen's face was calm and not afraid.

He stretched out his palms, and the fiery red spiritual power surged rapidly, wrapping his palms and exuding a scorching aura.

"Fire Attribute Heavenly Spirit Master?"

The crowd exclaimed.

Mo Yuan's eyes condensed slightly, no wonder this son is so arrogant?

"Stacked waves, four overlapping waves!"

Seeing Song Zhi's attack, Lin Muchen let out a low snort.

All of a sudden, the scorching palm, with a scorching wave of flames, turned into a torrent of heat, colliding with the five sword qi phantoms.