"But it's different if we win the senior class three!" Mo Yang said seriously: "By winning the top three classes in the college, our junior class five is no longer a waste class, but a powerful class that has defeated the genius class!"

"Moreover, whether it was the pastor who taught me martial arts, taught you how to make weapons, or taught Miao Xianyu how to make elixirs, he has always been the one doing the hard work. I know that he promised to make elixirs for your father so that your father could stand up again!"

After Mo Yang said this, Qi Ming suddenly froze on the spot.

Yes, what benefit does Mu Yun's efforts like this bring to him?

Mo Yang said again: "Anyway, I have made up my mind to follow our pastor, become stronger, walk out of Beiyun College, enter Nanyun College, and continue studying!"

"good!"

Qi Ming encouraged: "As long as you win the game this time and my father recovers, I will be with you!"

If Mu Yun were here and heard the two people's comments, he would definitely feel dumbfounded.

Mo Yang and Qi Ming's evaluation of him was simply... treating him as a peerless good person.

However, his original intention was just to subsidize the previous owner of this body.

After all, if you take over Mu Yun's body, you have to do something for him.

First, let’s help the former Mu Yun get rid of his reputation as a waste.

Secondly, it was also the predecessor’s wish to make Junior Class Five stronger, and as he and Mu Yun became one person, they naturally wanted to accomplish all of this!

"coming!"

Seeing Mo Yang, Mu Yun said: "You bastard, come here and try this sword!"

"yes!"

Mo Yang didn't waste any time, picked up the Qingque Sword and started to dance.

One move, one movement, one movement.

After practicing a set of sword skills, Mo Yang was shocked.

"How is it?" Qi Ming asked expectantly.

"It is as light as the wind, as hard as steel, a good sword, it is said to be a top-grade mortal weapon, but I feel that it is more than ten times better than ordinary top-grade mortal weapons!"

"You brat, you did a good job of flattering me!"

Mu Yun laughed and said: "Here you go, take the Qingque Sword and fight Mo Hai. If you lose, just use this sword to attack yourself!"

"ah?"

Mo Hai was shocked when he heard that Mu Yun was going to hand over the green steel sword to him.

Putting this green steel sword up for auction is impossible without fifty thousand low-grade spiritual stones!

But Mu Yun actually gave it to him for no reason.

Plop!

Suddenly, Mo Yang bent his knees and knelt on the ground, saying: "Master Pastor, I, Mo Yang, have always been arrogant and cynical. This time, I will definitely win the pizza. Please accept me as your disciple, Master Pastor!"

"Accept you as a disciple?"

Seeing Mo Yang's pious look, Mu Yun shook his head and said, "No, no, you have too little talent. It would be too embarrassing to be my apprentice!"

"Ah?" After hearing this, Mo Yang's face darkened.

"But...if you defeat Mo Hai, I can accept you as my disciple. It's up to you whether you want to be my disciple or not!"

"no problem!"

Mo Yang stood up, rubbed the Qingque Sword in his hand, and burst into joy.

"Bring me the sword!"

Mu Yun opened his mouth slightly, looked at Mo Yang and said: "Teacher has recently mastered a sword move, but it is not perfect yet. I hope you can see it and understand it, so that you can learn Qingyun Sword Technique!"
Chapter completed!