Immediately, the civilians who were fawning over Young Master Bai began to ridicule: "Yo yo yo, it's as you wished. Look at how deceived this waste is, it really looks like that!"
"You're a loser, you don't know your own abilities, and you dare to talk nonsense in front of me! Let's see how I deal with you today!"
Young Master Bai on the side also showed contempt. He stretched out his arms and struck at Jun Mohuang's Tianling Gai.
"Young Master Bai, please give this waste some color!"
"Young Master Bai, please don't chop this loser to death with one strike. After you catch her, let us have a good time with her!"
The nobles and commoners who were watching were all cheering for Young Master Bai.
For the common people, they were very unhappy that she was a loser who came to take the assessment of Qianhuan Academy and was not bullied by the nobles.
And for the noble children, it is even more unforgivable for Jun Mohuang to dare to incite these common people to rebel!
Amid the laughter of the crowd, Jun Mohuang sneered on her lips, and with a flip of her wrist, a spiritual weapon-level dagger appeared in her hand.
She stretched her arms lightly, raised her hand casually, and the dagger turned into a piercing cold light.
There was only a soft "puff" sound, and the hand that Young Master Bai used to attack Jun Mohuang's Tianling Gai separated from his arm and flew straight out.
A stream of blood, like a fountain, spurted out from the severed section.
Jun Mohuang looked at the blood spraying randomly, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
He ducked out of the way, took a few steps behind Young Master Bai, and kicked him in the back.
Her strength is close to the ninth level of Dzogchen, while Master Bai is only at the sixth level and is no match for her.
So under Jun Mohuang's kick, Young Master Bai spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground uncontrollably. His body rubbed against the ground for more than ten meters before he could stop.
"Ah, my hands!"
Young Master Bai spat out the dirt in his mouth, looked at the severed limb in disbelief, and let out a shrill scream.
Jun Mohuang ignored him and kept moving. In a few steps, he reached the middle of the nobles who were beating people. When he raised his sword and fell, they didn't even have time to scream. The carotid arteries in their necks were ruptured. .
Streams of blood spurted into the sky like fountains, and then sprinkled in the sky, forming a shower of blood.
The people who just now were unscrupulously mocking Jun Mohuang as a waste looked at the fallen corpses with shocked expressions on their faces.
Jun Mohuang's movements are clean and neat, like flowing clouds and flowing water.
Although it hurts people, it has an indescribable beauty.
The dagger she held in her plain white hand was still dripping with blood.
Jun Mohuang looked at Young Master Bai and walked over slowly step by step, the murderous intent in his eyes undisguised.
"You stinky girl, do you know who I am? My cousin is the examiner this time! If you kill me, you will never be admitted to Thousand Fantasy Academy this time!"
Young Master Bai held the broken arm and saw the murderous intent in her eyes, trembling with fear.
"Haha, then you know who I am."
The smile on Jun Mohuang's lips grew colder. She walked up to Young Master Bai and raised his chin with her dagger.
To threaten her with this is simply ridiculous.
She directly obtained the admission quota of Qianhuan College. Whether she can enter Qianhuan College is not decided by the examiner.
"Who are you? You are just a common girl!"
Young Master Bai looked at her camouflage uniform. It was obviously made of cotton. Only civilians would wear this kind of clothing.
(End of chapter)