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This strike exceeded everyone's expectations!

On the high platform, a fierce light flashed across Guo Fan's eyes. He waved his hand, and the condensed sword ray instantly shattered into pieces …

As for the black gas in the sword ray, it had been blown to who knows where.

At the same time, Mu Lang thrust his sword towards Long Yu's chest ….

The Killing Sword Technique of the Mu Clan, a hobby of killing, was activated with a murderous intent. It would not rest until the opponent was killed!

The swift and fierce sword move and ethereal footsteps caused the entire arena to exclaim in surprise.

Long Yu swore that before this, he had already made up his mind that he would properly restrain his fists and kicks in the Large Competition so that no other casualties would be caused …

He thought so, but what about the others?

I had my heart set on the bright moon, but I couldn't do anything about it.

Clenching both of his fists tightly, Mu Lang's soul force spread out. In the next instant, every single move of Mu Lang's appeared in his mind.

Just as Long Yu was about to make his move, within the spirit talisman, Little Spirit rose up and formed a complex hand seal. She stared blankly for a moment before a strange scene occurred!

Long Yu was actually able to peek into the circulation route of the Inscription within Mu Lang's body. Combined with the posture of Mu Lang's sword technique, if Long Yu was willing, he could easily grasp the Murderous Sword Technique!

Was this the magic of the elves?

Long Yu took a step to the side, and with a flash of light, a long sword filled with the same spiritual energy appeared in his hand!

However, before he made his move, he had to first get rid of the threat of the heart rot poison. After swallowing a Hundred Spirit Pill, Long Yu immediately stepped forward with his sword.

"Massacre Sword Technique!" With an angry roar, tattoos spread out in all directions. After circulating through his body, an even denser sword ray came out to meet Mu Lang's attack …

With this sword, the entire plaza became silent.

"I-I didn't see wrong, right? He used the Mu Clan's sword technique …"

"It seems to be the Mu Clan's sword technique."

Compared to the others' doubts, Mu Lang immediately asked after dodging the attack, "How do you know the Mu Family's sword art?"

"Who said that only the Mu Clan can learn this set of sword technique?" After that, Mu Lang would become trash in Long Yu!

"Bullshit, the Killing Sword Technique has a total of three levels. Only the Mu Clan can cultivate it, how dare you secretly learn the Mu Clan's sword technique …"

"Massacre Sword Technique, make an example of this!" With a hoarse roar, the long sword in his hand slashed downwards. Following the momentum of the sword, a 30 foot long sword light was instantly formed …

"Massacre Sword Technique, make an example of this!" With the same move and the same shout, a fifty foot sword light suddenly formed …

As the five-foot-long sword energy whistled through the air, an aura of destruction filled the air.

Unlike Mu Lang, Long Yu had comprehended the realm of qi ….

In the blink of an eye, the two sword beams came into contact with each other. Without exception, Mu Lang's attack was instantly defeated!

Before Long Yu's attack could dissipate, it rushed towards Mu Lang, who was still in shock.

The sword beam was extremely powerful and was not something Mu Lang could defend against!

Just when everyone thought that Mu Lang would be blasted away to end the match, a square wooden box suddenly appeared in Mu Lang's hand!

When Song Liao saw the wooden box, he immediately sat up straight. This wooden box was given to Mu Lang by Mu Qing in private, and just so happened to be knocked over by him!

Ten meters. Two meters. Three meters …

At this moment, the sword ray was less than ten feet away from Mu Lang.

The wooden box finally opened and a round bead was held in Mu Lang's hand. He then viciously threw it at Long Yu!

Followed by a thunderous boom, the pearl and the sword light clashed against each other, and an extremely violent stream of power instantly burst out.

The ground beneath their feet trembled. Under the huge shockwave, the nearby grandstands cracked and collapsed. As for the students sitting on them, many of them were struck and spat out a mouthful of blood.

As for the plaza, a huge crater appeared before his eyes!

After a rumbling sound, many students regained their senses and looked around the field …

Long Xue'er and Long Xun nervously stood up, looking all around, their faces completely pale!

"Haha …" With a hearty laugh, Mu Lang got up from the ground.

That bead was called the Rumbling Heaven Pearl, and it was the equivalent of the full attack of the Billowing Stripe user. As soon as Mu Lang threw the bead out, he immediately fell to the ground, escaping the shockwave.

The deep pit was exactly where Long Yu had stood just now, and nothing was left behind. From the looks of it, Long Yu had been blasted into smithereens!

On the high platform, there was a smile on Guo Fan's face, but he didn't show the slightest intention of reprimanding Mu Lang for killing.

This was the so-called Freshmen Tournament, this so-called equality and fairness!

The soil on the ground loosened and a figure slowly stood up.

The moment the Rumbling Heaven Pearl appeared, Little Spirit gave Long Yu a warning.

He unhurriedly brushed away the dust on his body. His clear and limpid eyes had suddenly turned pitch black!

"How could that be? How can you not be hurt at all? " Mu Lang looked astonished. This was the last thing he could rely on!

There was no response. With a flash, a simple punch was sent towards Mu Lang's body …

Dodging and dodging, Mu Lang clearly did not have any thoughts of resisting!

However, no matter how fast he dodged, he still had to be faster than Long Yu's fist!

'Bang! 'He couldn't dodge, and his chest suffered a punch from Long Yu.

It seemed like a very ordinary punch, but at the moment it landed, half of the tattoo power of the seventh layer of Nine Revolutions Cast Body began to converge onto it …

Amidst the fresh blood that filled the air, Mu Lang's entire body was blasted hundreds of feet away. He left a deep mark on the plaza before finally coming to a stop.

Long Yu didn't stop and continued to walk towards Mu Lang …

The only difference was that Long Yu was empty-handed just a moment ago, but now, he was holding a Fanfan blade in his hand!

This was Mu Lang's life!

"Stop!" A beautiful figure flew down from the sky, blocking Long Yu's path …

Pointing at the longsword, Mu Qing of the 'Mystic' Class was enraged. "Long Yu, you want to commit murder in the Freshmen Tournament, and you want to provoke the Mu and Long Clans …"

"Scram!" A word escaped his throat as he mercilessly swung his saber at Mu Qing.

This was the "Yellow" class freshmen competition. When would it be the "Xuan" class's turn to speak?!

After making a mistake, Mu Qing wanted to dodge, but a huge suction force appeared out of nowhere, causing her to feel as though she was stuck in a quagmire. Every step she took was extremely difficult.

Following that, a low muffled sound could be heard as Mu Qing was sent flying …

He fell to the ground, spitting out blood!

This action was like a cluster of flames, instantly turning into a prairie fire …

Suddenly, over a hundred people jumped down from the stands, "Who dares to make an enemy out of my Mu Family!"

Nearly a hundred Mu Clan disciples approached Long Yu.

The first thing Long Xue'er and Long Xun did was jump in front of Long Yu, using their actions to show that the Long family wasn't afraid of the Mu family!

Three against a hundred!

If this scene happened in the past, the students would definitely mourn for those three …

But because one of the three youths was called Long Yu, everything was different!

Holding onto Long Xue'er's shoulder, Long Yu slowly walked to the front, directly facing the hundred people in front of him …