The day's study was finally over, and although he was a little tired, Yi Mo was at ease.

After dinner, Yi Mo and Gu Ayayue walked in the grove, each talking about their own experiences today. When Yi Mo told Gu Ayayue that the first time he used Dou Qi in the martial arts class, he was a high-level warrior of the wind system, and the second time he gathered Dou Qi, he was a great samurai, Gu Ayayue was already a little surprised, as for what would happen in the future, Gu Ayayue didn't think about it, and she didn't dare to think about it. In short, Yi Mo is a miraculous existence in her heart.

At this time, Yi Mo had already regarded Gu Ayakyue as a relative and bosom friend in this world, and he had nothing to talk about, of course, what should be concealed was still concealed, after all, he was an "alien".

"Ayayue, how long do you say it takes for ordinary people to cultivate from an intermediate magician to a great mage?" Yi Mo had already told Gu Ayakyue how he had learned the Demon Spirit Shield, the use of the Demon Spirit Shield in a daze, and the origin of the Demon Spirit Shield.

"It depends on talent, some people can't become a great mage in their lifetime, and some people can reach the realm of a great mage before the age of forty, like the master belongs to the latter. "The master in Gu Ayayue's mouth is Ye Wuxian. Since Ye Wuxian had met Gu Ayayue, he was full of praise for her, so he simply accepted her as a disciple.

"Well, I'll definitely get to this level as soon as possible. Yi Mo said confidently.

The two of them walked and talked as they walked, and after turning a few corners, they passed through the grove, intending to enter the dormitory building from the other side. But there was a group of people walking on the opposite side, a total of six, and the first one was a young master dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding a broadsword, and he was fierce.

Yi Mo and Gu Ayayue walked side by side, Yi Mo was on the left, Gu Ayayue was on the right, and the two were walking on the right side of the road. Just when the young master-like person was about to pass by Yi Mo, Yi Mo obviously felt that his body was pressing, so he flashed flexibly and avoided the impending collision.

The man originally deliberately came to find fault, and wanted to deliberately make things difficult for Yi Mo by means of a body collision, but he was so easily flashed, and he suddenly became angry and poked his finger at Yi Mo's chest and shouted: "Boy, you are looking for death!"

Yi Mo looked at the person who came, and then he saw the appearance of the person who came clearly. I saw that the person who came was five big and three thick, a head taller than Yi Mo, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and fiery red hair, looking at him domineeringly.

"What are you going to do?" Yi Mo frowned slightly.

"Are you blind or what, don't you see me walking here, and dare to bump into me?" the man glared at Yi Mo angrily.

Finding fault?

Yi Mo immediately understood what was going on, and said with a faint smile: "This friend, if I bumped into you just now, then I apologize here." ”

"Boy, be polite to me, don't you know who my master is?" said one of the attendants unhappily.

"Oh, haven't you asked your Excellency's name?" Yi Mo said unhurriedly.

"Listen to me, he is Murong Xiong, the fourth prince of the empire!" the attendant's voice was significantly doubled, and he said proudly.

Prince, Murong Xiong Yi Mo thought about it for a while, he had never heard anyone else mention this name after coming here for so long?

"Sorry, I don't know. Saying that, Yi Mo wanted to leave with Gu Ayayue.

Judging from the fact that Murong Xiong deliberately bumped into himself to find fault just now, Yi Mo directly characterized Murong Xiong as a "little person", and there was no need to talk to him, even though he was the fourth prince.

"Boy, stop me. Before the words fell, Murong Xiong reached out and wanted to grab Yi Mo's left shoulder, but unexpectedly, although his hand touched Yi Mo's shoulder, he didn't know how, so he slipped down, and because of the force, the person almost fell to the ground!

In fact, the four princes Murong Xiong heard that there was a pair of handsome men and women in the academy two days ago, especially that woman, whose appearance can be described as captivating. These four princes have two major hobbies, the first is martial arts, and the second is women. This time I was looking for Yi Mojiao, and I came to Gu Ayayue. The move just now was just to cure Yi Mo, so that he could be majestic in front of Gu Ayayue. Unexpectedly, he was ugly twice in a row, and he blocked Yi Mo's way in shame.

"Is there anything else, may I ask?" Yi Mo asked with a smirk.

"Boy, there's a kind of one-on-one fight with me!" Murong Xiong found that Yi Mo was just a big warrior, and his own swordsman was enough to eat him, so he shouted.

"It seems that the academy doesn't allow students to compete privately, right?" Yi Mo was new to the school, and he didn't want to cause trouble.

"Don't press me with this, I'm not afraid of this. When Murong Xiong said this, he looked around, and no one else said.

Yi Mo saw the clues, obviously having scruples, even if he was a prince.

"And what do you want?" Yi Mo asked again.

"Didn't you hear what I said, heads-up!" Murong Xiong didn't wait for Yi Mo to speak, he picked up the fire and rushed straight towards Yi Mo!

The cold light of the broadsword is imposing, Yi Mo does not dare to underestimate the enemy in this way, and the Wind Judgment Sword is in the Netherworld Void Ring, with Murong Xiong's strength and attack, there is no time to take the sword, so he can only use the wind body to dodge Murong Xiong's attack. Rao is like this, although the speed of the wind type great warrior is still a little bit behind the speed of the fire type swordsman rank, Yi Mo can still avoid it with ease.

Yi Mo knew that it would not work like this, so he hurriedly used the Wind Trick, only to see that Yi Mo's figure suddenly became weird, and his speed increased a lot, and from time to time he could go around behind Murong Xiong, pat him on the shoulder, and look at him with disdain, while Murong Xiong seemed to be crazy and slashed left and right, without any order.

"Which bastard is fighting here?" a voice suddenly sounded, but there was no one to be seen.

Murong Xiong's heated brain when he heard this familiar voice seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, and he instantly sobered up.

Yi Mo slowly stopped, thinking that there was a good show to watch now.

"I, I, I ......" Murong Xiong concluded, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Fourth, what are you crazy about, your father can call me and beat you up if you don't obey!" the voice said.

"I, I, I ......" Murong Xiong lost his temper and could only say one word now.

"And you dare to bully my apprentice, you are impatient, aren't you?" the voice said again, "Xiao Mo, you go back." ”

"Yes, Master, then let's go first. "Yi Mo Dao.

Ignoring Murong Xiong's surprised and murderous eyes, Yi Mo hummed a little song and left with Gu Ayayue.

Murong Xiong's name is wo nang, as a swordsman, he can't hurt a great warrior in the slightest, and he is also being played, the most unexpected thing is that he is still the apprentice of the Dongfang Buliang Sword Saint!

For many years, Murong Xiong even dreamed of becoming Dongfang Buliang's apprentice, but Dongfang Buliang disliked him, saying that he was too reckless to be his apprentice, even if it was the current emperor Murong Bo, it was not easy to do it! After all, Dongfang Buliang was the only sword saint in the empire, and Murong Bo's emperor father had to give three points when he saw him, let alone him?

"Murong Xiong!"

"Yes...... Dean. ”

"Listen, Yi Moke is my apprentice, if you dare to trouble him again, I'm welcome, and besides, fighting privately in the academy, don't you know what the consequences are?"

Hearing this, Murong Xiong's feet were already a little weak, one was afraid of Dongfang's unbright strength, and the other was the academy's system.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dean. Murong Xiong hurriedly apologized.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still bent on becoming a disciple of Dongfang Buliang, Murong Xiong wouldn't have been like this.

"Forget it, forget it, be careful next time!"

"Yes......"