Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 9

"Go to hell!"

A low voice came from Wang Feng's mouth, a burst of lingering vitality instantly rose from his arm, he stamped his feet fiercely, galloping towards Mo Chen like a strong wind, that lingering fist was like a mountain slashing down in the air .

hiss!
The crowd suddenly went into an uproar, they didn't expect Wang Feng to be so straightforward, attacking so sharply.

Fatty Xuan's whole heart was also pulled up, and his fat face was full of worry.

The actual combat of the third level is actually mostly just a process. Many powerful disciples have already communicated with the martial arts examiners of the school in private, and they can easily pass the level.

In the actual combat assessment, three moves are passed, and nine moves are perfect. This level is considered to be too much.
This is definitely the most intense actual combat assessment!

The eighth level of Huafan is against the sixth level, can Mo Chen stick to the three moves?

Just when everyone was in an uproar, Wang Feng's fierce fist had already slashed fiercely at Mo Chen.

However, Mo Chen's expression was calm, without the slightest sign of panic. Instead, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't take Wang Feng's attack seriously.

The moment the opponent's fist wind was about to hit him, his feet suddenly moved, and moved out strangely, the figures of the two passed by, Wang Feng's face showed shock, but Mo Chen's face was instantly Ling Lie, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, is unparalleled.

He reached out with his right hand, a faint vitality wrapped around his fingertips, and instantly slapped Wang Feng's back. The speed was so fast that there was a slight whistling sound in the air.

Wang Feng was startled, he didn't expect Mo Chen's speed to be so fast, but at this time he had no time to be surprised, he gritted his teeth, abruptly withdrew his fist and blasted backwards, facing Mo Chen's palm sideways.

Although his strength is not as good as before, Wang Feng still has the confidence to knock back the opponent, because his realm is two levels higher than Mo Chen's!

The strong wind flickered, and the fists and palms faced each other. At the moment when the two were about to collide, Mo Chen's palm suddenly changed its shape, brushed against Wang Feng's fist print, and then clenched his five fingers tightly. The whole arm was like a snake coming out of a hole. He slammed into Wang Feng's chest.

Bang!
A muffled voice sounded, and Wang Feng's figure staggered back under the astonished gazes of the crowd. He put his palm on his chest, trembling slightly!
In just one face-to-face meeting, Wang Feng, who was going all out, fell down!
This unexpected situation reversed too quickly!

"It's unbelievable that Wang Feng actually fell behind."

"This Mo Chen is too scary. The sixth level of Huafan is against the eighth level, and the opponent is still going all out. He can actually gain the upper hand. He can be called a fighting genius!"

"It seems that there is no suspense in the confrontation with the three moves. It is very possible to get full marks again, and even more likely...to defeat Wang Feng completely!"

"Hiss! If that's the case, wouldn't it be that the mental strength, talent, and actual combat are all monsters? It's too scary!"

The crowd was shocked and chattered endlessly!
At this moment, there are not only laymen who are watching the excitement, but also many famous old students, and even some teaching. Looking at this scene, coupled with Mo Chen's previous perfect performance of mental strength and talent, they suddenly felt that this The good-for-nothing boy known as the son of rebellion has already made it difficult for them to see through.

Fatty Xuan looked proudly at the shocked crowd around him, at those nympho-like girls, he wished he could rush up and tell them loudly: That's my brother!
Some people are happy and others are worried, Feng Yang's complexion is so gloomy that he is about to bleed, Huafan [-]th Layer vs [-]th Layer, he still suffers a disadvantage, if the rules allow, he can't wait to slap Fei Wangfeng with a slap and end in person!
"Mo Chen! Son of traitor!"

Wang Feng squeezed out these words from between his teeth, every word contained roaring anger, he was a majestic eighth-level martial artist, but was shocked by a sixth-level waste, in front of the teachers and students who came forward, it can be called embarrassing No deposit!
"Tiger Roaring Fist!"

Wang Feng's face turned red, powerful vitality roared out, and there was a slight sound of a tiger roaring above his fist, and he rushed towards Mo Chen crazily again, as if he wanted to tear him apart!
The surrounding crowd exclaimed slightly, Wang Feng's unleashed combat power was actually a bit stronger than before!

Looking at the fierce and murderous Wang Feng, Mo Chen just sneered, his five fingers clenched into fists as well, he did not evade, he punched out, bracing his edge!
……

Mo Chen's assessment is still going on, but in the depths of the academy, there is a windward meeting, which is no less tense than Mo Chen's assessment!

The Windward Banquet, an unwritten banquet held in the Imperial City Academy, has been popular for many years.

He is a banquet organized by ten mentors from the school, aiming to attract the top ten freshmen in each assessment. As a teacher, he hopes that the students he teaches will be successful in the world and their reputation will be strengthened. The greater the reputation, the more powerful the status will be higher.

So the top ten freshmen became the object of their competition, especially the first freshmen!

With the number one joining, the mentor's reputation can definitely overwhelm other mentors.

In the luxurious banquet hall, the three characters of Yingfengyan hang high in the hall, which is particularly attractive to the eyes.

Below, the representative of the tutor sits opposite to the top ten freshmen, and the competition for talents is in full swing.

"I can leave the rest to you, but Lan Jiang, the number one freshman, must choose my tutor."

Mo Ziying was not angry but powerful, exuding an irresistible power, his eyes fell on the blue-clothed boy opposite, and said: "Lan Jiang, the tutor will be divided into classes tomorrow, as long as you choose my tutor, my tutor will give you a gift." You have an Immortal Pellet, and you will focus on cultivating it, and when you transform into a spirit, you will also be given an Escape from Immortal Pellet!"

Lan Jiang, the son of Lan Fan, the head of civil servants, is only fourteen years old but already a martial artist of the eighth level of transformation. In order to stand out from the crowd in the assessment, he gave up the references of the previous two years and came to the assessment at the level of the eighth level of transformation, and got the award as he wished. Freshman first.

He really enjoys the feeling of being valued and being fought over by everyone.

However, Mo Ziying's words still made his heart flutter.

Chongfan Dan, which can unconditionally increase one level of skill in the realm of transformation, and escape pill, can increase the success rate by [-]% when attacking the realm of Lingfu. These two kinds of pills are undoubtedly irresistible temptations.

But the other nine people on the lower left of him had dull complexions, with a feeling of being ignored, especially Yan Yuqiu beside him, his strength was not inferior to Lan Jiang's, but his actual combat assessment results were not as good as the other party's. Can only come second.

"Hmph! So what about Chong Fan Dan and Tuo Fan Dan."

A man on the left of Mo Ziying snorted, then looked at Lan Jiang, and said sincerely: "Lan Jiang, my tutor said that if you choose him as your teacher, you can use the cultivation resources at your disposal in the future. Within three years, you will be guaranteed Enter the Martial King List!"

The Martial King List, the ranking list of all the students of the Imperial City Academy, the list only takes 36 people, and all the people on the list are all figures of the school and future pillars of the country!
"What are you, you dare to rob us!" Yu Mengling glanced at the other party, daring to quarrel with his beloved woman, don't you want to live?
"Yu Meng, keep your mouth clean. We are all entrusted by our mentors. If we want talents, it depends on who can give us more resources!"

"That's right, it's a matter of course that talents should be allocated resources. Our mentor said that as long as Junior Brother Lan Jiang is willing to come, not only will the resources be fully managed, but he will also teach himself!"

"Junior Brother Lan Jiang, there are many female disciples under my mentor's sect. If you wish to come, you can choose!"

"Tch, the nunnery in your house is just like a dead fish face. Junior brother Lan Jiang, don't listen to him, the junior sisters under my tutor's door are the most beautiful and beautiful, with all kinds of styles, 360 five days a year , to ensure that you keep playing tricks, and want to die..."

When the wine was full, everyone came up with their own unique tricks and tried their best to recruit Lan Jiang.

Because their mentors have given the order to die, the rest can ignore it, but they must win the first place. As long as they can win the first place, they will naturally get a lot of benefits.

"It's really lively, a group of ignorant guys, the assessment is not over yet, they are fighting to the death here!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, the words were full of undisguised disdain and contempt.

The sound of the banquet came to an abrupt end, and everyone's expressions suddenly sank.

who is it?How dare you be so arrogant and insult everyone present.

Especially Mo Ziying, Yu Meng and Lan Jiang, who belonged to first-class nobles in the entire imperial city, dare to be so arrogant in front of them, could it be that they want to seek death!
They stared at it slightly angrily, only to see a woman in white clothes like snow coming gracefully like an inviolable fairy.

At this moment, the anger on everyone's faces dissipated immediately, even the anger of Mo Ziying and the other three disappeared instantly.

The woman in white has a slender waist and long legs, a graceful figure, and her slender black hair fluttering slightly, making her skin like suet white jade even whiter.

"See Princess Nine!" Everyone stood up in awe and saluted respectfully.

The person who came was none other than the nine princesses of the current royal family: Long Xinxue.

"As I said, within the school, you can just call me Senior Sister or Junior Sister." Long Xinxue waved her hand lightly, her gestures filled with a capable air.

Everyone's expressions were extremely respectful, even the proud Mo Ziying had to bow his head slightly in front of Long Xinxue, not only because of the identity of Princess Long Xinxue, but more importantly, Long Xinxue was also the No. Six masters!
"Senior Sister Long, although the assessment is not over yet, the rest are trash that has been eliminated, so I think it won't affect the Windward Banquet." A student looked at Long Xinxue flatteringly and said.

"Really?" There was a trace of sarcasm in Long Xinxue's eyes, as if looking at an idiot.

The student laughed at himself awkwardly, then looked at Yu Meng and Mo Ziying, and said, "Senior Brother Yu and Senior Sister Mo just came from the school grounds, and they know the situation there very well. If Senior Sister Long doesn't believe it, you can ask them."

Yu Meng smiled and said: "Senior Sister Long, Ziying and I just came from the school grounds, and indeed we are all trash who have been eliminated and are still struggling. Maybe there is a good show going on right now."

"Good show? What good show?" Someone immediately echoed.

The smile on Yu Meng's face was even bigger, and he laughed loudly: "There is a waste who has failed the school's assessment for four consecutive years, and even questioned why our school doesn't accept waste. It's making a fuss in the school grounds."

"If you haven't passed the assessment for four consecutive years, it's really useless."

"Four years, counting from the age of 12, this year is also sixteen, there are still such stupid people in the world, hehe, it's really interesting."

"I've seen a lot of people like this. They think they're geniuses, but they're idiots."

Ridiculous ridicule resounded throughout the venue, and everyone was mocking mercilessly.

However, no one saw that a sneer gradually appeared on Long Xinxue's face, but this sneer was not aimed at Mo Chen, but at everyone present, as if everyone present had become idiots in her eyes!
(End of this chapter)