"Trash, do you want to admit defeat?"

Seeing that Diao Yayun remained silent, Mo Yang shouted coldly, and like a sword god, his unrivaled sword power instantly enveloped Diao Yayun.

"I surrender!"

At this moment, facing Mo Yang, Diao Yayun no longer had the will to fight.

His heart collapsed under the powerful sword intent.

"In the third game, Mo Yang wins!"

As the instructor's voice fell, the area around the arena exploded.

Mo Yang won!

At the critical moment, he was able to comprehend the sword intention. The sword intention that thousands of swordsmen dreamed of, Mo Yang actually achieved it.

Simply a miracle!

Plop...

When the crowd was shouting, Mo Yang suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud.

Thump thump thump…

His head hit the ground, making a "dong-dong-dong" sound. Mo Yang kowtowed three times to Mu Yun.

"Master, my apprentice has lived up to his expectations and won the competition. Master is on top. I accept my respect from my apprentice!"

Mo Yang's voice was whimpering, but every word was sonorous, which shocked everyone.

"Silly boy..."

Seeing the choked look on Mo Yang's expression, Mu Yun stepped onto the stage and cursed with a smile: "You're so sensational, you're afraid I won't accept you!"

After lifting Mo Yang up, Mu Yun felt a stream of true energy inside Mu Yun's body, and found that although Mo Yang was seriously injured, his body's aura was strong. The medicinal bath he was given to soak in the medicine bath was now completely powerful.

"Go back from this battle and understand it carefully. You may be able to enter the fifth level of Qi Condensation Realm!" Looking at Mo Yang, Mu Yun said slightly.

"Yes, Master!"

At this moment, looking at Mu Yun, Mo Yang simply felt like a god.

He really felt that he was about to break through, but Mu Yun saw through it at a glance.

And that Qingyun Sword Technique, three major styles, nine small styles, the essence of the styles, is so wonderful!

If it weren't for Qingyun's swordsmanship in this battle, he would have been defeated long ago and there would be no way he could have survived.

"The fifth junior class has won all three games. Congratulations to Teacher Muyun..."

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded.

Diao Yadong walked to the ring with a deep gaze that almost made him bleed.

"Oh, why, you are not convinced of the defeat?" Looking at Diao Yadong's cold face, Mu Yun joked: "Otherwise, will Teacher Diao choose a few stronger students to fight against my junior class five?"

"Of course not!"

Faced with Mu Yun's provocation, Diao Yayun smiled slightly and said: "Instructor Mu, congratulations, you won my advanced class three and can be promoted to the intermediate instructor!"

"It's just that I think it would be better if the pastoral instructor can go up to the next level and directly be promoted to senior instructor!"

"oh?"

"There is this opportunity now. I wonder if the pastor dares to take it?"

"tell me the story!"

"Now, the Pastoral Instructor can fight with me. If I win, the Pastoral Instructor will be the senior instructor of the college. How about that?" Diao Yayun smiled and said: "I think the three students from the Pastoral Instructor defeated the three students from my senior class three. The Pastoral Instructor's

My coaching ability is already evident. If the pastoral instructor can defeat me, Diao Yayun, and become the senior instructor of the college, is it reasonable?"

"Invite to fight..."

Seeing Diao Yayun's complacent expression, Mu Yun chuckled, cupped his hands and said, "Please!"

"Pastor!"

"Pastor!"

"Muyun!"

Unexpectedly, Mu Yun would actually agree. Qi Ming, Mo Yang, and Qin Mengyao changed their expressions and wanted to stop him.

Mu Yun's agreement was really a bit impulsive.
Chapter completed!