The wind blade is quite large, cyan, and it hits the heel in the blink of an eye.

Mu Wen couldn't reveal the identity of the sword attendant, so he didn't use his sword qi, and he dodged with a star thunder and approached Song Hong at the same time. The speed was so fast that Song Hong was obviously surprised, and Mu Wen punched him, and the result was that it hit him in the chest, but it didn't cause any pain to Song Hong.

"Drink. Song Hongzhen opened Mu Wen and flew into the air with one foot.

He pushed and grabbed with both hands, and one after another wind blades smashed his head and face. The students who were watching the play around were shocked to dodge immediately, and the attack of the Spirit Emperor powerhouse was not child's play, and soon cracks broke out on the ground.

Wind Blade's attacks are very dense, and Mu Wen needs to dodge with a flash of star thunder. It is not Mu Wen's style to be beaten by one, and with a backhand out of thin air, the thunder gathered directly above Song Hong's head, and a purple thunder fell in response.

The sudden lightning falling technique can be described as a miracle move, and Song Hong realized that something was wrong the moment he was hit.

He snorted, his coat was scorched black under the thunder, and his body fell more than ten meters. Song Hong, who breathed a sigh of relief, flew high in the air again, grabbed his hair, and saw that a large handful of charred ones had fallen, and he became half bald at a young age.

"Bastard!"

Song Hongsi roared with all his might, it was difficult to accept this reality, he thought he was handsome, his hair was ruined, and he was injured when he thought he was a rare opponent among his age.

"You're being careless. Mu Wen calmly stroked his hair, as if he was laughing at him.

"Dog mongrel, Lao Tzu wants you to die ugly tonight!" Song Hong was furious, and his bleeding gums clenched tightly: "Remember that I didn't do it because of Zhao Mei, a slut, this fight was not for her, she didn't have this qualification." It was you, unknown bastard, who completely pissed me off. ”

When the words fell, the aura on his body suddenly became even stronger, surrounded by two colors, one green and one yellow.

"Boss Song is really moving, now he is really dead. ”

"Hehe, no one can stop Boss Song anymore. ”

"Who made this guy have eyes and don't know Tarzan. ”

Song Hong's younger brothers joked, and suddenly a roll of burning rune paper rushed over from the side, and the seemingly unprosperous fire hurt on the skin as if it had been stung by a thousand wasps.

Ji Changxin snapped his fingers and said in a relaxed tone: "Don't chirp crookedly, your opponent is Xiaoye." ”

After a pause, he pointed at Mu Wen and continued: "There is also this person, remember his name Mu Wen." Song Hong is the ace player of the Southern Academy in this martial arts competition, and Mu Wen is not the ace player of the Western Academy. Do you really think that Song Hong has the absolute upper hand, don't laugh at the dead. ”

In a word, the people present couldn't help but look at Mu Wen's attitude a lot more restrained, and they didn't have the contempt before.

"Of course, it should be the ace of his class. ”

"The real ace player of the department is the master. ”

Ji Changxin pinched his chin and muttered to himself, raised his head with a straight face, and shouted at these second-year seniors of the South Academy: "The man knelt down and kowtowed to apologize." Female, go to bed with the master to apologize, hahaha. ”

"Don't be too presumptuous!" the people in the Southern Courtyard scolded angrily when they heard this, and they shot back.

The other side.

Mu Wen had already figured out Song Hong's background, and he had killed the first-order Spirit Emperor, and he was still a little rusty about the control of his own power. Even his battle consciousness was still at the level of the Spirit King, and he couldn't give full play to his flying advantage at all, but instead consumed a lot of physical strength because of it.

His tricks are gorgeous, and the power he causes constantly attracts shouts.

However, no actual damage was done to Muwen.

"You have only the Spirit Emperor realm, but you don't have the strength of the Spirit Emperor. Mu Wen said after flashing another Wind Yuan Spirit Technique.

Song Hong spat and scolded: "A guy who can only have a hard mouth." Who has been running away in embarrassment since now? Hmph, you don't have much physical strength left, you can't pounce for long!"

Mu Wen was really funny: "If I say that my physical strength is still abundant, can you believe it? On the contrary, your breathing is already short, and the offensive is getting more and more fierce and more and more anxious, you are afraid that your physical strength is not enough so you can't wait to divide the victory." ”

"You. Song Hong's face was empty, but there were so many people watching at the bottom, where could he tolerate showing weakness: "Look if you can still say such funny things if I beat you flat." ”

Mu Wen's expression was solemn, and he raised a finger: "One minute, just one minute and you will be lying at my feet in just one minute." ”

"It's you who want to lie down!" Song Hong rushed straight to Mu Wen from the air.

Frightened.

In an instant, everything fell silent.

The crowd held their breath, and even Ji Changxin and the others in the melee tacitly stopped, turned their heads, and thousands of pairs of eyes stared at Song Hong, who was violently rushing towards Mu Wen.

No matter how sluggish people are, they can feel that Song Hong's blow is very ferocious.

However, Mu Wen had no sense of hiding at all.

Was it scared silly, or was it calm that the victory was in hand?

Their eyes were firmly fixed on Mu Wen, curious about what would happen in the next moment.

"Stop!"

At this moment, more than a dozen thick roars suddenly came from the direction of the sky.

The figures swished and flew in.

Mu Wen didn't care who came, he only had Song Hong in his eyes, but Song Hong stopped because of these cheers.

Looking along the line of sight, I saw that the visitors were all forty or fifty years old, with red badges tied on their sleeves, and they were special faculty members of the spiritual college.

The nearby students all bent down and saluted the visitors, "I've seen the special education teacher." ”

"Nonsense. ”

A middle-aged woman glared at Song Hong, who had already fallen to the ground, and opened her mouth to scold: "If you want to fight, go to a special competition platform." This is Quran Square, is it a place where you can be presumptuous with your surname!"

Song Hongqi blushed and didn't speak.

The middle-aged woman then glanced at Mu Wen unkindly, and looked at the badge on her chest: "And you." As a freshman, there are no rules and no distances! I only came in for a long time before I dared to make trouble in Guran Square. ”

Muwen didn't say anything.

"South Courtyard. A bearded man among the special education teachers looked at him and said, "The Yuan Ling Department has nine classes a year, and it is a student of Ouyang. Looks like she's got a nice little guy this year. ”

"If you dare to make trouble in Guran Square, the class guide has not disciplined him well. I'll go find Ouyang Yu'er when I go back. It was a middle-aged woman who spoke, and she glared at Song Hong again: "It's excusable for a freshman to be a freshman in the end, you are still messing around as a second-year student, don't want to escape this punishment." ”

"Hmph. Song Hong pouted disappreciably.

He touched his hair, and the anger rushed to his chest again, and he said to Mu Wen fiercely: "Don't think that this matter will end simply. ”

"You should all be contestants in the martial arts competition, and if you have grievances, you can solve them on the stage openly. The bearded special education teacher said as he pulled the two apart, turned around, stroked Mu Wen's back and said, "Let's go back first, don't stay in Guran Square." This place is a strict place where the students are engaged in private conflicts. ”

Hearing what the special education teachers said, the ready-made steps were placed in front of him, and Mu Wen greeted him: "The student understands." ”

"Hey, what's that Song Hong, the master is waiting to see you beaten by Mu Wen when the time comes. Ji Changxin smiled and counted. In his sight, the students of the Southern Academy who had just fought with him had a jealous look, and they were all injured a lot.

Song Hong's forehead burst out, if it weren't for the special education teacher beside him, he would have done it.

"Half a month later, in the April martial arts competition, the two of you are waiting. ”

He led the men away. (To be continued.) )