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The blade that everyone was laughing at was like a barrier that blocked the overwhelming attack!

Even though the attacks were coming from all directions …

However, in the gap between each move, the soul force of Long Yu's Late Perception that stopped the attacks of martial artists from connecting was accurately captured without a doubt!

Using the Stellar Transposition step technique and relying on the door, Long Yu's figure rapidly moved …

Song Liao and the rest could not see what had happened in that instant, but what about Feng Yu and the other elders and principals who were on the platform?

Gong Chen's eyes slightly narrowed, the shock in his heart could be imagined.

Such profound steps, without a trace or trace, leaving no trace. His movements were like a shooting star, shifting and moving about, yet strangely containing the trajectory of the stars …

There was also that tiny bit of judgement. While dodging, there were clearly dozens of sword shadows brushing against his chest, but the youth's calmness from beginning to end made even Gong Chen's expression change.

This child will definitely be extraordinary in the future!

"It should be my turn now!" With a calm voice, Long Yu threw the blade in his hand and his gaze focused.

"Heavenly Wheel Fist!" Long Yu casually displayed this set of high-grade Yellow Rank martial skills …

The shadow of the fist was like a wheel, smashing out in all directions.

Many students were unable to dodge, and they were all sent flying by the punches … Even though they had already prepared their defenses, they still followed Long Yu's movements and used their long sabers to block in front of them.

However, the fist shadows contained a shocking power. This power was not triggered by the tattoos, but purely physical strength!

"The tenth punch!" Xiao Yan's body rotated. He threw a punch toward the three people behind him who wanted to attack him with a sneak attack …

This punch, Feng Yu finally couldn't sit still any longer, his eyes shining with a strange light!

As everyone knew, the Heavenly Wheel Fist was a high-grade yellow-rank cultivation technique. Among this set of fist techniques, the maximum number was ten. This was the cultivation technique's limitation, but it was also a martial artist's limitation.

To execute the tenth punch was already extremely tiring, let alone the eleventh.

"How did he do it?" The group of teachers were discussing in whispers, pointing at Long Yu.

A fist shadow with a radius of 15 meters exploded on the ground with a loud bang …

The faces of the three people who bore the brunt of the attack were pale, as if they were all prepared to be seriously injured.

However, the fist shadows exploded three feet away from them. The powerful shockwave merely threw the three of them out, brushing against the ground a few meters away. The tattoos in their bodies were scattered, but they did not sustain any other injuries …

The other students that were attacked by Long Yu were all in this situation!

Peng! One of the student quickly stood up and was about to rush up, but was slapped by Song Liao to the side.

"Are you stupid? Did you not see Brother Yu show mercy? If you go up again, you won't even know how you died." Song Liao rubbed his aching chest and picked up the sword on the ground. Seeing a clear crack on the sword, he could not help but turn bitter.

How could they continue fighting like this?

Before Song Liao could even attack, his fist was suddenly pulled back by a strange force. He turned around and punched the students beside him. This kind of scene continuously happened on the stage …

No door knife, shoulder, elbow, fist, leg... Long Yu's entire body was filled with sharp weapons. Anyone who dared to engage Long Yu in close combat would be knocked to the ground by Long Yu without even making a move.

There was no blood, only figures that were thrown into the air one by one. Long Yu was dexterous among the crowd and his steps were swift like the wind, but the moment he stopped, there would be a hurricane. Under the hurricane, students would be sent flying in twos and threes.

In the stands, Li Miaoguo covered her delicate lips in shock …

He kept using the Heavenly Wheel Fist, did he not consume any tattoos at all?

With Li Miaoguo's current cultivation level, could she be as extravagant as Long Yu?

Furthermore, how could that fist have such great power? It could break the Fine Steel Sword so easily.

The more they fought, the faster they moved. With an earth-shattering roar, Long Yu's white skin was slowly dyed with blood, and blood was about to seep out from Long Yu's skin …

The fiendish aura, even though it was far away, Su Lei'er could still smell it from the air!

In the short span of an hour, there were less than ten youths among the hundred people present.

But when Long Yu sent the youth in front of him flying with a single punch …

The five people behind him, who had been waiting for a long time, finally found a gap. Five long swords were coming from five different directions as they pierced towards Long Yu's body …

The cold light was sharp. These five swords were actually all spirit artifacts!

When did spirit artifacts become so common?

The five of them had an indescribable sense of joy in their eyes. Five Spirit Treasures would leave a bloody mark on their bodies even if they were in the Demon Heart Realm, let alone the Demon Bone Realm!

This attack also locked down all of Long Yu's escape routes!

"Bastard, hand your life over!" One of the youths couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart as he shouted loudly …

The five of them seemed to have a blood feud with Long Yu and wanted to take the opportunity to kill him!

"This is bad!" Seeing the fierce light that flashed through Long Yu's blood-red eyes, Gong Chen worriedly stood up.

Too late!

Before the longsword had even touched Long Yu's body, five grey soul sword blades consecutively flew through the air and pierced into the heads of the five people at the speed of lightning.

Shu Yunyue's expression changed. How was this possible? Didn't they say that at most a soul sword blade can be formed with soul force at the elementary level?

Under these five solid blades, those five people and those five people …

Ah!" A burst of heart-wrenching howls sounded out.

The five of them had been hiding behind the crowd, waiting for the opportunity to kill Long Yu. Unexpectedly, all five of them were curled up on the ground with their hands covering their heads, rolling and beating their own heads.

"Long Yu, stop quickly!" Even if others didn't dare to kill in public, it didn't mean that Long Yu didn't dare.

This scene had put an end to the desire to launch a sneak attack.

Long Yu didn't move at all. He just stood there, helplessly watching one of the youths. Because he couldn't bear the tearing pain from his brain, his sword pierced towards his chest …

As for the other four, they were still stuck in a deadlock. They all collapsed to the ground, unconscious!

"Bastard!" With one leap, 'Yellow' Class 1 Instructor Pang Jia leapt onto the field and hastily checked on the injuries of the five people.

Among the five people, one of them committed suicide and died on the spot. The other four people had weak auras and their blood vessels were surging. From today onwards, they would be useless!

"Long Yu, do you know who they are? They were all members of the Mu Family! "How dare you kill them in public!" The five of them were his classmates, how could he not be nervous?

Long Yu had already shown mercy, but if someone still wanted to kill him, it didn't matter whether it was the Mu Family or the Li Family. They only had one word, die!

"What happened to them? I have yet to make a move and I have already collapsed on the ground. Dean, they shouldn't be trying to lie to me, right? " With his vital energy and blood concealed, Long Yu's complexion returned to normal. He spread it out and pretended to be innocent as he shrugged his shoulders at Feng Yu on the high platform.

Everyone could clearly see that Long Yu was standing on the spot, not moving at all. Afterwards, the five people from the Mu Family suddenly fell to the ground and then became like this.

This was the truth. Even if the Mu Family wanted to extort an explanation, they couldn't directly extort Long Yu!

But who would believe that the Mu Family's five men had nothing to do with Long Yu!

Although there were casualties in the Freshmen Tournament every year, most of them were disciples of small clans. Of the three great clans, no one had ever been killed in public before.

"Long Yu!" Mu Lang clenched his fists and growled!

"Assassin in battle, Long Yu, do you know your crime!" Guo Fan from the north was furious.

Shaking his head, Long Yu's face showed no emotion. "Student, I don't know what Elder meant, but the five members of the Mu family threatened to kill me, and everyone here can testify. I didn't expect that the five of them would have such poor mental endurance.

Long Yu wasn't worried about Feng Yu and the others at all. The only thing he was worried about was Shu Yunyue. As long as she didn't say anything, no one could say how the five members of the Mu family died.

"Just what are these five people!? Did you kill them!?" Guo Fan from the north was reaching his limit of patience!

"Elder, please tell everyone here how did you manage to kill all five of them in an instant." Or else the Elders are spouting lies. These five people might have been killed by the Elders and then blamed on the students! "

"Bullshit! I have no enmity with them, why would I want to kill him!"

"Since when did the students have enmity with them?"

"You!" Guo Fan's arm trembled as he pointed at Long Yu. Long Yu was the first in a generation of Elders from the Spiritual Mountain Academy, regardless of whether they respected him or not.

"Are you guys finished?!" As he shouted at the sixth group of students standing in the middle of the square, Guo Fan's mood went from bad to worse.

He waved for Ponga to bring the five youths of the Mu Clan down. This matter wasn't over!

He looked at each other in dismay. Being assigned to the sixth group was definitely something he had done in his previous life. That was why he had been scolded by fate in his current life.

After swearing, Song Liao stepped forward and said, "Brother Yu, let's attack together next. If you can handle this move, we will admit defeat. If you win by a little bit, I hope Brother Yu will not make things difficult for us …"

The miserable state of the disciples of the Mu Clan was right in front of his eyes, how could Song Liao not know what was important.

"Bring it on!" He stood with his hands behind his back. The faint tattoos around his body rippled and his entire body gradually became blurry.

"Mountain Splitting Fist, Howling Tiger Fist, Cloud Dispersing Palm …" A mess of cultivation techniques mixed together as an energy ball formed from tattoos whizzed towards Long Yu …

He rubbed his hands together. Just as Long Yu was about to take the attack head on, his Dantian, which had not moved for a long time, suddenly emitted a craving sound.

"This is?"