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Article 117. Causing Misfortune

Didn't Feng Yu want Long Yu to participate in the Freshmen Tournament?

Good! If you want to participate, just do it!

Just like when he participated in the Beast Slaughtering Competition, if he didn't disrupt the Freshmen Tournament, he wouldn't be called Long Yu!

"Sixth group, who else? Come out together!" Long Yu stood with his hands behind his back and stood in the middle of the plaza. His gaze calmly swept through the 'yellow' words of the classes.

"Long Yu, what are you doing!" Guo Fan stood up and asked furiously.

"Student is busy. I have the guts to challenge all the students in the sixth group. I hope the elder and the dean can approve this!"

A 'gulp' sound was heard. It was unknown who swallowed first, but all the students in the stands let out a breath of cold air …

All the students? In other words, Long Yu wanted to challenge the remaining 99 cultivators by himself?

"Song Liao, have you been assigned to the sixth group?" Xie Lingyun nudged the pale-faced Song Liao and asked.

Smiling bitterly, Song Liao even had the heart to die. The moment he saw Long Yu, Song Liao's heart couldn't help but thump loudly. Oh no, he was in the same group as Long Yu, and in his heart he was praying that as long as he didn't have to fight with Long Yu, he could do anything.

Long Yu's words hadn't yet left his mouth when his last hope was shattered.

Against Long Yu, even if Song Liao was given ten more guts, he would still not dare to do so. A month ago, hadn't their group of people just been knocked to the ground?

A trace of helplessness flashed through Feng Yu's eyes. Wasn't he trying to smash his own foot with stones?

The Beast Annihilation Assembly became the laughing stock of the academy, and the Freshmen Tournament was to follow in the footsteps of the Beast Annihilation Assembly!

Now, Long Yu wasn't a martial cultivator but a spirit cultivator. With his identity as the principal, he couldn't do anything to Long Yu.

"Rules are rules. You have to follow the rules!" In the Xuan class, Elder Gong Chen was present, so Feng Yu could only try to persuade him.

"The rules are set by the people, of course they can be accommodated, right? "Furthermore, the students are overestimating themselves and seeking their own deaths. This is an opportunity for them to learn their lesson …"

For some reason, even though Long Yu was clearly talking about him, Feng Yu had the feeling that Long Yu was hinting at him, telling him to have a good memory and try his best to fulfill his request in the future.

The place had become frighteningly quiet. Almost all of the students in the sixth group stretched their necks, waiting for the dean's ruling …

Long Yu's notoriety, even though he had stayed in the Compendium Pavilion for a month, had not been dispirited. Instead, it had only intensified …

Just hearing this name was enough to make people cower in fear, not daring to look at his back!

"Long Yu, don't even think about being so arrogant. My Li family will come attack you!" While hesitating, she shouted. Li Miaoguo, who was dressed in a tight warrior outfit, jumped down from the stands with her sword pointed straight at him, emitting a cold light.

Following Li Miaoguo, Mu Lang from the Mu Family, along with Gao Qing's cold and sharp saber, also jumped down from the stands. "My Mu Family is here to fight you!"

The two of them stood to the left and right of Long Yu, surrounding him in a horned formation.

Li Miaoguo and Mu Lang were also competing for the top spot in this year's Freshmen Tournament. Their cheers were the best …

Long Yu's words were not only arrogant and domineering, but also a provocation towards the two families!

After Li Miaoguo and Mu Lang jumped up, Northern Guo Fan's group surprisingly maintained a taciturn attitude and didn't say a word.

Li Miaoguo and Mu Lang were both in the late stage of Water Pattern, while Long Yu's Dantian had already been shattered. If Li Miaoguo and Mu Lang could defeat Long Yu, it would be the best for the new academy …

"Long Yu, if I don't tear you into a thousand pieces today, I, Li Miaoguo, swear I won't be a human!" Gritting her teeth tightly, Li Miaoguo's pair of eyes seemed to be spewing fire.

The incident that happened in the kitchen that day caused Li Miaoguo to lose her reputation and lose all her face. During these two days, there were many people who recited what they saw in the kitchen that day. Their words were vulgar and despicable, causing Li Miaoguo to curl up in her room for several days without taking a single step forward.

Today, she finally mustered her courage. Her goal was to wash away her previous shame and make Long Yu pay with his blood!

"My Mu Family will also use your blood to pay tribute to the departed souls of our Mu Family members!"

Back then, Mu Qian had been killed by a demon beast in the forest outside the Greenwood City. Long Yu wouldn't be able to escape death just because of this.

Unknowingly, Long Yu had already become the public enemy of both families!

When he saw the reaction of Feng Yu and the others on the high platform, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart …

"If you want to fight me, then you have to make a bet. If I, Long Yu, lose, I'll let you take my life, but if you lose …"

"So what if I lose? I, Li Miaoguo, will not lose!" Straightening her neck, Li Miaoguo argued.

"If you lose, take off your clothes in front of the crowd, and you, kneel down and kowtow to me! Do you dare to gamble? " With these words, Long Yu didn't look at Li Miaoge, but at Feng Yu standing on the stage instead …

"Hua …" Hearing the sound of clothes being taken off in front of everyone once again, the viewing gallery immediately burst into an uproar …

The outcome of the battle was no longer important. What was important was that in front of all the students, teachers, elders, and the dean of the Huang class of the Spirit Mountain Academy, such an absurd competition could still be held. The one to suffer the most was not Long Yu's group of three, but Feng Yu!

Take off your clothes in public? Kowtow in confession? Or was his life cut off?

Regardless of which of the above was the truth, there would definitely be a family that would be humiliated in front of everyone. This was the only point in it; did Feng Yu dare to just sit there and do nothing?

"Long Yu, you're courting death!" How could Li Miaoguo tolerate this? A sword pierced through the air …

"Shut up!" A blade slashed down from the sky …

"Stop! "The Freshmen Tournament is not something that you can mess around with. All of you, go back!" Feng Yu sternly stopped them, and the referees at the side didn't dare to stay idle either. They all rushed forward, separating the three.

Being stopped, Li Miaoguo was flustered and exasperated. She wanted to kill the dragon, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't even enter Long Yu's body, let alone fight him.

"Dean, I, Long Yu, only have one request. Either fight, or let me leave …"

Long Yu had forced Feng Yu to his limits, and Feng Yu had also pushed Long Yu to his limits. As long as Feng Yu nodded, Long Yu wouldn't cause trouble like the one in front of him.

"If you want to fight, I can promise you that. The Freshmen Tournament has a total of three rounds, and if you stand out from the sixth group, you will at most be able to pass the second round. Other than that, as long as you can defeat a teacher, I will allow you one of the top ten spots in the Freshmen Tournament, what do you think? "

Feng Yu couldn't guarantee for those new students, but if one could become a 'Yellow' class instructor, their martial arts cultivation had to be at the late 'Patterned' realm or the 'late' level. Would there still be any variables when fighting with a new student?

However, Feng Yu had once known that the culprit for Li Xuan Guang's disappearance, which had caused an uproar in the "Mystic" class, was standing right in front of him.

Li Xuan Guang had only been in the early tattoo realm for three breaths of time, and he had already fallen in front of Long Yu. If Feng Yu knew about this, would he still be as confident as he was now?

A student fighting against a teacher. This sort of gimmick could be said to be quite big. In a duel, it was as if there was an imperceptible increase in level.

The entire plaza was so silent that even a pin drop could be heard. All eyes were focused on Long Yu …

It was still a familiar expression, and it was still a familiar tone. "I agree!"

"Alright!" Just based on Long Yu's courage alone, the 'Xuan' class monitor, Old Gong Chen, couldn't help but exclaim in praise atop the platform …

Feng Yu was slightly astonished. He didn't expect Long Yu to agree so quickly.

"Then let's begin." As he slowly walked towards the center of the plaza, the blood in Long Yu's body began to boil …

At this moment, the judge read out one name after another. Regardless of whether he was willing or not, the sixth group of students who had been called upon obediently jumped down from the stands …

There were a total of 99 people. When all the students stood in front of Long Yu one by one, their auras of nearly 100 people still hadn't surpassed Long Yu's alone!

The youths in front continuously retreated backwards, unwilling to stand at the very front. Naturally, the youths behind them also wanted to be pushed forward as well …

Long Yu had already won half the battle before it even began.

On the high platform, Guo Fan from the north roared, "As a martial arts cultivator, you're all cowering in fear today. How are you going to climb to the peak in the future? Fight for me!" More than a hundred people can't beat one person! "

That's right, they were a group of people. Long Yu was just one person, how could they possibly lose?

North Guo Fan's words were like a tranquilizer, calming the anxious students. Soon after, they spread out their formation and surrounded Long Yu …

The battle was about to begin!

He didn't dare to be careless. With a flash of light, Long Yu held the blade in his hand …

The moment the saber appeared, the surrounding students and teachers all rubbed their eyes and looked at it once more in disbelief.

Who would use such a clumsy door knife? In a fight between martial artists, victory and defeat would always be decided in an instant. Therefore, martial artists mostly used long swords as their weapons. They were light, nimble, and could defeat their enemies in one move!

When you used up all your strength to swing a long sword, there were already a dozen or so holes in your body. What are you fighting for?

Amidst the mocking laughter of the crowd, the Spiritual Energy of the Late First Sight enveloped the area within a radius of a few hundred meters like a tidal wave. From now on, the movements of the surrounding students would clearly appear within Long Yu's Spirit Manor.

"Let the battle begin!" With a loud shout from the referee, the entire martial arts plaza instantly boiled up …

"Rock Splitting Fist!"

"Flowing Water Sword!"

The moment they made a move, almost all of the students displayed their prideful cultivation techniques …

The overwhelming cultivation technique engulfed Long Yu in a single move!

Smoke and dust rose in all directions, and layers of earth crumbled. A massive explosion resounded, and a huge crater several meters deep appeared at the center of the arena.

Under such an amazing bombardment, even a late-stage Inscription would only be able to take a beating.

Just a late stage tattoo, would his body be at the Demon Bone realm?

The smoke and dust slowly scattered within the silent open ground … Song Liao gripped onto the longsword in his hand tightly. If that figure was still standing in the smoke and dust, he would have definitely begged for mercy, turned around, and ran away.

His line of sight became increasingly clear, and a straight figure slowly became clear …