794: C794 Face Smacking

C794 Face Smacking

However...

In Zhao Xin's eyes, if this wasn't an examination, Ouyang Yunshan would have already died under the sword.

Compete with him in the sword?

Who could be more powerful than him in the sword?

At this moment, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak. Ouyang Tianyu, on the other hand, was so shocked that he collapsed to the ground.

The invincible Ouyang Yunshan actually lost?

He was defeated by a sixth level spirit realm cultivator in an instant.

One sword strike!

He defeated Ouyang Yunshan with just one sword attack.

Zhao Xin's eyes turned fierce, and his wrist moved.

Clap!

The blade of the sword hit Ouyang Yunshan's cheek.

"First of all, you are not my master or senior. Why do you have to respect your master?"

Slap!

"Secondly, even if you are a senior, I respect a virtuous master and not a useless person."

Slap -

"Thirdly, I could have killed you on the spot if you insulted me with such insulting words, but I represent the Monarch Sect and not myself. That's why I spared your life and remember the kindness of the Monarch Sect."

Clap -

The back of the sword landed on Ouyang Yunshan's face.

The crisp sound of the sword hitting ___'s face echoed in the hall. Everyone was dumbfounded by what they saw.

"With a loud bang, Ouyang Yunshan was sent flying backwards in a sorry state. He clutched his abdomen, which was hit by the sword. He was in great pain, and his face looked ferocious.

Zhao Xin turned his wrist, and the tip of his sword moved. In a flash, he appeared in front of Ouyang Tianyu.

Buzz, buzz, buzz -

The Pheasant'S Sword was waved, and a piece of Sword Qi flew past. With a few cracking sounds, Ouyang Tianyu's clothes were cut into pieces.

The cold blade of the sword was stuck to his neck.

At this moment.

Ouyang Tianyu was so scared that he fell to the ground, and then a foul smell hit him. A pool of disgusting, stinky water flowed out from Ouyang Tianyu's crotch.

He was so scared that he wet his pants. However, that was not the end. A pool of yellow shit flowed out from his thigh.

Instantly, it caused everyone present to feel nauseous.

Cultivator could indeed not eat, not drink, and not go to the toilet. However, it was obvious that Ouyang Tianyu had not forgotten to eat, drink, and take a dump during this period of time. They did not know what they had eaten, but the shit that came out from the poop was actually so smelly. It was totally a biochemical weapon.

"Damn it, you're eating shit, right? No wonder you're clamoring to eat sh * t."

"Just nice. Didn't you say that you would eat sh * t after I passed the test?"

"I was just wondering where I could find sh * t for you. I didn't expect you to be self-selling."

Zhao Xin couldn't help but laugh. He pointed the sword in his hand forward. Ouyang Tianyu was so scared that he trembled.

"Don't, don't kill me!"

"It's fine if I don't kill you. You can eat all the sh * t you excreted." Zhao Xin pointed at the big pile of sh * t on the ground and said while covering his nose.

"This..."

"If you are willing to bet and admit defeat, my sword will never show mercy to those who break the promise."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Tianyu grabbed the sh * t on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth. His mouth was full of sh * t.

Zhao Xin was someone who could easily defeat Ouyang Yunshan. It was too easy for him to take Ouyang Yunshan's life. Between his life and his dignity, he had obviously chosen the former.

As long as there was life, there was no need to worry about having no firewood to burn.

Looking at Ouyang Tianyu eating shit, everyone turned their heads at the same time. This scene was too disgusting.

Even the people from the Huo family and Qing Yanque's sister couldn't bear to look at him directly.

In the end, Ouyang Tianyu fainted because of his own shit and was dragged away by the two of them.

Apart from the stench that lingered in the air, this farce came to an end.

"Long Yunxin, passed the test."

Steward Qin was stunned for a moment before he slowly said.

More than a dozen people looked at Zhao Xin in shock. This was a real monster! They could only be considered as geniuses, but Zhao Xin was an absolute monster!

Even Hui Hai had a shocked expression on his face.

Although he had only suffered a minor injury, it was because he had shown mercy to the Nantong Temple.

The rest of them had similar backgrounds as Zhao Xin. They had all been secretly taught a lesson by Ouyang Yunshan. The blood and Qi in their bodies were still surging, but none of them dared to express their anger. The fact that Zhao Xin had defeated Ouyang Yunshan had helped them vent their anger.

It had almost become the tradition of Martial God Academy to suppress people with weak backgrounds like them.

Therefore, there were only two ways to survive in Martial God Academy.

One was to have an absolute background.

The second was to have a power that no one else dared to provoke.

The starting point for people with weak backgrounds and strong backgrounds was already different from the starting point.

The weak cultivator wandered between life and death every day. In order to obtain that little bit of cultivation resources, he would often pay the price of blood.

As for those geniuses with strong backgrounds, with the help of their families, they would accumulate all kinds of resources from a young age. Medicinal pills would be used as food, and Spirit Liquid would be used as water.

Different backgrounds with the same natural talent would grow to a completely different realm.

The strong were naturally stronger, while the weak could only struggle bitterly.

Not everyone had a heaven-defying Divine Instrument like the system like Zhao Xin.0

"Student Long, may I ask if the blade in your hand is a Pheasant'S Sword?" Hui Hai stepped forward and looked at the long sword in Zhao Xin's hand. His eyes were filled with excitement.

Zhao Xin nodded, "En, what is it?"

"Is it really the holy sword and Pheasant'S Sword of Buddhism? Hui Hai had always thought that it was a legend, but he never thought that the Pheasant'S Sword would be in the hands of Student Long. I'm truly sorry for my rudeness."

After hearing what Hui Hai said, Zhao Xin also remembered the legend of the Pheasant'S Sword.

The Pheasant'S Sword did indeed have a relationship with Buddhism. It was the only weapon in Buddhism other than the staff and the staff that was given to it as a holy sword.

"What's wrong? Do you plan to go back?"

"No, no, I can't get the Pheasant'S Sword. That's Student Long's fortune. How could I have the power to seize someone's fortune? It's not suitable for monks to use swords." Hui Hai awkwardly smiled as he resolved the misunderstanding.

The only one who could recognize the Pheasant'S Sword was Hui Hai.

This was because the reputation of the Pheasant'S Sword could only be heard by those in Buddhism, and they knew how powerful the Pheasant'S Sword was.

However, Steward Qin and the others had obviously never heard of the Pheasant'S Sword.

"Alright, everyone follow me."

Steward Qin suddenly shouted. At this moment, Ouyang Yunshan had also recovered his strength and stood up.

"Long Yunxin, I refuse to accept this. Come again."

After saying that, Ouyang Yunshan held his long sword and thrust it forward.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, Steward Qin grabbed Ouyang Yunshan's wrist and shouted sternly, "Ouyang Yunshan, you are tired. Go and rest."

Feeling Steward Qin's strength, Ouyang Yunshan's facial expression changed slightly. He unwillingly put away his sword and glared at Zhao Xin. He quickly left the hall and disappeared on his flying sword.

Under Steward Qin's lead, everyone walked out of the main hall.

Mu Qingshuo quickly surrounded them and asked excitedly, "Boss, boss, I just saw Ouyang Tianyu's mouth full of yellow stuff. He fainted and was dragged away by his henchmen. Why is Ouyang Yunshan also so angry?"

With just a glance, Mu Qingshuo completely ignored him.

"Haha, boss is the boss! Awesome! Even Ouyang Yunshan was defeated by the boss!"

Mu Qingshuo hugged Zhao Xin's shoulder and laughed out loud. He was even happier than Zhao Xin.

When he was waiting outside, he was about to go crazy. He was afraid that something would happen to Zhao Xin. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to absolve himself from the blame even if he died ten thousand times. When he returned, he wouldn't be skinned by Lei Ni.

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