"Do you think Mu Feng will win in a year's time?"
"How is it possible, now that his cultivation base is completely lost, even the Yuanmai and Zifu are shattered, and Shangguan Qianzhi is already at the ninth level of Tongmai, and he will immediately become a real martial artist in the Zifu realm. After practicing in the academy for one year, Mu Feng is absolutely impossible to be his opponent."
"That's right, hehe, let's wait a year later to watch the excitement. Mu Feng kneeling and apologizing must be funny."
Many people are still talking about it.
After more than an hour, the recruitment this time finally ended, and the royal students recruited a total of 200 people.
Thousands of people signed up, but in the end only about 200 people entered, which shows how many people have been eliminated.
The youngsters who were able to enter the imperial training were all envied by their peers and praised by the adults, and Mu Feng looked at the high platform with unwillingness in his eyes.
Originally, he should be the most dazzling genius in this test, but it's a pity... Well, Mu Feng didn't regret it, because he accompanied his father through the last battle of his father's life, he was not afraid, and he didn't lose his father's face.
And the Mu family teenagers also looked at Mu Feng complicatedly, perhaps because of Mu Kuang's words, they weren't sneering at anything.
"Brother Feng, don't care what they say, I don't believe that there is no way to cure your Yuanmai in such a big world."
Mu Kuang comforted him.
"Haha, don't worry, Brother Feng won't come down easily, Xiao Kuang, just watch, they will regret it one day!"
Mu Feng looked at Zhao Heng on the high platform, and said coldly.
"Yeah, I believe Brother Feng"
"Hehe, good brother, thank you very much today, but are you really not going to the Royal Academy?"
"Hey, don't worry, it will be the same when we go again after two years. We will go with Brother Feng then, we are still young anyway"
Mu Kuang said indifferently, his words were full of trust in Mu Feng.
"After those two years, our two brothers were entering the Royal Academy, slapped them hard, let's go, let's go back"
At this time, the people in the square had gradually dispersed, and Mu Feng and Mu Kuang also planned to go back to Mu's house together.
In the crowd, a figure quietly approached Mu Feng.
As Mu Feng was walking, suddenly, the hairs on his back stood up one by one. In the crowd, he suddenly felt a trace of murderous intent coming towards him.
After practicing the Ancient Shura Sutra, he felt very strongly about murderous intent.
Swish!
And a cold light in the crowd pierced the back of Mu Feng's head as fast as lightning.
"not good!"
Mu Feng's body twisted to the left in an instant, and the cold light shot past his cheek, almost piercing his head.
Pfft...!
"ah… !"
And in front of him, a young man from the Mu family howled miserably, was shot through the head by the cold light, and died on the spot!
That is a short sleeve arrow!
"Ah... murder..."
The people around screamed, and all the disciples of the Mu family fell into chaos and ran away in all directions.
call out! call out! call out!
Several cold lights from the crowd shot at Mu Feng again, Mu Feng roared and pushed Mu Kuang away, he was hit by an arrow on his shoulder, and there was a sudden sharp pain.
As soon as Mu Feng shot, he rolled several meters away, dodged several other sleeve arrows, and grabbed the body of the shot dead Mu family boy in front of him.
Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!
Three more arrows were shot at the body.
These attacks were all aimed at Mu Feng!
"There are assassins!"
There was a loud shout on the field, and the sergeants who maintained order quickly rushed up from around.
"Ah... killed..."
The crowd at the scene was already in chaos.
Swish! Swish!
Among the chaotic crowd, two figures rushed towards Mu Feng, as fast as a cheetah.
These are two men in gray clothes with black scarves on their faces.
These two people directly pulled out two Xiuchun sabers with thick backs and thin blades from their waists and slashed at Mu Feng.
Two sword qi pierced the air and struck, and the air screamed.
Pooh!
Mu Feng's expression changed, and he rolled away like a donkey. The two saber qi slashed on the granite floor, leaving two saber marks.
One of them fell on the body of the Mu family boy, almost splitting the body in two.
"die!"
Seeing that Mu Feng dodged, the two rushed towards Mu Feng from left to right. A ray of light flashed in Mu Feng's hand, and a hundred-forged saber from the army appeared in his hand, and they retreated quickly.
One of them leaped up to a height of more than two meters, and slashed at Mu Feng angrily with a knife in both hands.
Mu Feng was holding the saber to block, and at the same time the blade was slightly tilted. The saber struck a spark, and the huge force was deftly dispelled by Mu Feng.
Even though his cultivation is gone, he has been in the army for many years, and his fighting instinct is still there.
Boom!
But at this moment, another person jumped up and kicked Mu Feng's chest. Mu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, backed up and sat down on the ground.
"go to hell!"
The other person instantly jumped up and stabbed Mu Feng's head angrily.
"Dare you, thief!"
And then there was an angry growl.
Roar… !
Hearing the howling of a lion and a tiger, a red fire lion blasted towards the assassin with a bang.
Boom...!
The assassin didn't even let out a miserable howl, and his body exploded with a bang, turning into a mass of broken flesh.
A man in a black robe leaped a few times in mid-air, like a roc soaring towards him.
It's not Mu Chen, who else is here!
The other assassin turned pale with fright, and quickly turned around to run for his life, but Mu Chen tapped with one hand, and a burst of red energy shot at the assassin's leg, bursting out a cloud of blood mist.
Boom!
The assassin fell to the ground all of a sudden, his leg bone was shot through by Mu Chen's finger.
"Master Feng!"
Then a group of guards with swords from the Mu family also arrived, and quickly surrounded Mu Feng, protecting Mu Feng, drawing their swords and looking around vigilantly.
Mu Feng's face was ugly, he got up from the ground, just now he almost died in Huangquan.
"Brother Feng, are you okay?"
Mu Kuang hurried over and asked.
"I'm fine"
Mu Feng shook his head.
And Mu Chen looked gloomy, walked towards the assassin lying on the ground, and stepped on the other thigh of the assassin.
Click...!
The thigh bone was crushed by one foot.
"ah… !"
The assassin let out a miserable howl like killing a pig.
Mu Chen said coldly: "Who are you? Why did you assassinate my disciple of the Mu family? Don't say that today I will make your life worse than death!"
"we are… "
call out! call out!
The assassin was about to speak, but at this time two sleeve arrows were shot from the crowd. Mu Chen's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out his hand, directly grabbed the arrow that was aimed at him, and caught the sleeve arrow with his bare hands.
Pooh!
But the assassin under his feet let out a muffled groan, his head was shot away by an arrow, and he was killed on the spot!
Kill and silence!
Mu Chen's expression turned extremely ugly, and he looked around, but there was a chaotic crowd, and he couldn't find the real culprit there.
And the army finally rushed over...
(end of this chapter)