C16

This was because the one who had come up on stage was Mu Pengcheng, who had fought alongside Nanmen Feng. In Nanmen Feng's heart, Mu Pengcheng had already been treated as a friend, a friend who relied on life and death.

But now, what happened before him caused his heart to turn cold.

His angry expression became indifferent. Nanmen Feng stood up slowly and walked onto the stage expressionlessly. The Xuan-yuan Sword appeared out of thin air and said coldly: "Please!"

When Nanmen Feng's expression fell into Mu Pengcheng's eyes, the latter revealed a bitter smile. His heart ached for some unknown reason as he whispered: "Do you believe me?"

Trust! It was a luxury that was extremely precious in this cruel world.

At that moment, Nanmen Feng understood Mu Pengcheng's gaze. He nodded slightly and sat down on the ground while swallowing two Pills and started to heal his wounds.

Mu Pengcheng's eyes lit up and became exceptionally hot. It was a type of gratitude that was trusted, a flame that ignited from affection, a burning hot, scalding, and warm feeling.

"Let's fight!"

With a loud shout, the Blood Evil Spear in Mu Pengcheng's hands released blood-red spear sparks and thrusted towards Nanmen Feng. At this moment, Nanmen Feng was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed as if he was a meditating monk. He was completely unaware of the spear that was piercing him from his chest.

Mu Pengcheng felt the blood in his body boil. They had only known each other for a day, and Nanmen Feng was able to hand his life to him. How could such trust and friendship not make his blood not surge?

"Good!" If this friend is here, then I, Mu Pengcheng, will acknowledge you. "

The scorching hot spear light brushed past Nanmen Feng's face, blowing up his scattered long hair. His eyes remained closed, and his expression remained calm.

"Such powerful protective Essence Qi." Mu Pengcheng shouted loudly as his steps clattered. After running for a few steps, he finally stopped and looked at Nanmen Feng with a face full of shock.

The crowd below the stage was silent, their eyes filled with astonishment, "What is he doing? Do you take us for idiots? " The crowd was enraged. Mu Pengcheng was simply insulting their intelligence. How could they not be angry when such a clumsy performance appeared on the stage?

"Get the fuck down!"

"Shameless bastard, get the hell out of Purple Cloud Institution."

Everyone was furious. Mu Pengcheng did not fight and instead wasted such a great opportunity. It was easy for him to defeat Nanmen Feng by himself.

In front of the crowd, Mu Pengcheng had stolen their opportunity and insulted their IQ on the stage.

Mu Pengcheng, who was enjoying the show, turned a blind eye to the insults coming from below the stage. He circled around Nanmen Feng with a serious expression, as if he was looking for the weakness of Nanmen Feng's' invincible defense '.

From time to time, he swung the Blood Fury Spear. At the beginning, he would even shout twice, but in the end, he just ignored Nanmen Feng and continued to circle around Nanmen Feng.

At the corner of the stage, the old man's gaze was so dark that it seemed as if water was about to drip out of it. King Cheng couldn't help but laugh. He understood young people's feelings, because he had also once been young.

"Stop!" The grey robed elder could no longer hold it in and shouted angrily, "Those who practice favoritism and commit irregularities, expel the academy. No victor will be decided within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. All of them will be eliminated. "

"May I ask, senior, where is the theory of favouritism?" Mu Pengcheng asked respectfully, "If I'm doing this for personal gain, then what was the big deal when senior sneaked an attack on Nanmen Feng just now?"

"How dare you!" The grey-robed old man's hair stood on end as his beard and hair stood on end. He asked, "Are you questioning me?"

"I would not dare." Mu Pengcheng said lightly: "But the academy has its own rules, and it is not something that can be left alone. Furthermore, justice reigns in the hearts of people. Thus, everyone present clearly sees what is right and what is wrong. "

"If it were not for senior's palm, why would I have acted so excessively? How annoying!"

"Bastard!" The grey-clothed old man was so angry that his face turned green. First it was Nanmen Feng, then it was this brat. Where would his face go in front of so many people?

"Offended from the bottom up. From now on, you are no longer a disciple of Purple Cloud Institution."

"Hahahaha!" Mu Pengcheng threw his head back and laughed. After a moment, he said, "If this is the principle behind Purple Cloud Institution, then we might as well not enter this institution!"

Mu Pengcheng turned around and faced the long corridor, cupped his hands and said loudly: "May I ask the seniors here, is this the principle of Purple Cloud Institution?"

"Is this the rule of Purple Cloud Institution?"

"Using power to suppress others, is this the power of the Purple Cloud Institution?

King Cheng seemed to be deep in thought, but he didn't move. Although he was the most respected person here, he wasn't in charge here. He looked at the old man in the white robe.

The white-robed old man seemed to have sensed something and let out a sigh. He let out a bitter smile. After being asked in front of a junior, no one would be able to keep their face straight.

However, if he allowed the situation to develop, it would most likely cause his heart to turn cold. He understood Mu Pengcheng's words. It had to come to an end.

What should he do? The white-robed old man was in a dilemma.

Xu Yao's fault? Wouldn't that be throwing away the face of the academy?

Nanmen Feng and Mu Pengcheng's fault? The events that happened would cause everyone's hearts to turn cold.

After a short while, the old man in white said, "Faang Qing broke the rules, Nanmen Feng disobeyed the order, Xu Yao was not strict with the law, and he hurt people by mistake, and Mu Pengcheng had malpractice for his own good, the four of them are all at fault."

"Faang Qing is dead and shall not be investigated; Nanmen Feng was hit, this matter shall not be mentioned; Xu Yao did not enforce the law strictly, he shall be punished for half a year; Mu Pengcheng shall end the battle within an hour, if not, the two crimes will be punished together."

The crowd beneath the stage was speechless. All the forty boards were like this? However, this was probably the best ending for the current situation.

At this moment, Mu Pengcheng, who was on the stage, simply sat down. He didn't even bother to act as he watched the battle on the other side of the ring.

This was already Fukong's third battle, and his opponent was also at the peak of the eighth level of Spirit Stage. The two of them were fighting in an inextricable way, but Fukai had been at a disadvantage, and the previous two battles had brought about quite a bit of impact to him.

After a while, the situation turned more and more unfavorable for Fukai. Just when everyone thought that he would be defeated, a sudden change occurred. Fu Kong bellowed, his imposing manner changed, a killing intent filled the entire stage, the Longsword in his hand suddenly released an astonishing sword concept, whistling down.

The person who was fighting with Fu Kong turned pale with fright, but seeing that victory was already in his heart, he madly channeled his Origin Energy. A yellow light flashed in front of him and a ball of yellow light appeared in front of him.

The sharp sword slashed down on the earthen yellow light, causing it to tremble slightly. After which, it continued to slash downwards. The man panicked and hastily retreated backwards.

"I admit defeat." Just as he shouted, the Longsword stopped less than three inches away from the man's head, his hair that had been cut off by the sword beam danced in the wind. The man broke out in a cold sweat as he cupped his hands together and left the stage.

In the end, the first ranking was confirmed.

Sword intent? Sword intent again!

Who would have thought that among this year's disciples, there would already be two who had comprehended sword intent.

Everyone in the corridor had smiles on their faces, and they were very satisfied with how Fang Kong had performed. Especially Second Prince and Eighth Prince, when they looked at Fu Kong, their eyes were burning. Even the people beside them were aware of the situation between the two.