955: C955 Freshmen Competition

C955 Freshmen Competition

These few days, Murong Yu was a bit depressed.

After Xiang Hsingyu, a few other people from the Primitive Academy came over and enthusiastically said that they wanted to take Murong Yu as their student.

These people were all very powerful, but the key point was that Murong Yu had no intention of taking them as his master. Although they were powerful, they were only gods. Even if one was tied up, it would be one in a trillion.

Although the Heetu's realm had been knocked down, the saint's experience had not disappeared.

However, these people were all too friendly. Murong Yu could only reject them one by one and said that he would think about it.

However, these teachers who had great backgrounds frequently appeared in Murong Yu's courtyard. In the end, they were still unable to hide their appearances and spread the news. All of them were stunned, especially the freshmen.

Many people didn't think that even though Murong Yu and Murong Yu were a bit stronger, it wasn't that outrageous, right? Was it because of his background that the teachers wanted him as a student?

Many people had the same thought in their hearts. However, a few days later, when Murong Yu's godly prowess in the natural chasm and Chaotic Dense Area was revealed, countless people fell silent.

Maybe Murong Yu's cultivation level wasn't very high, but his physical body was definitely strong. Otherwise, who would be able to slaughter their way through this natural chasm between heaven and earth? Kill all the Heavenly Sovereign Stage experts without a temper?

Perhaps Murong Yu was the only one in the world.

Of course, other than this, there was no news about Murong Yu's age. Otherwise, the spread of this news would shock the entire Divine Realm. However, it would only cause Murong Yu more trouble for no reason.

To reach the Heavely-wait Stage in just a few hundred thousand years, such a person's achievements were limitless! Once they rose to prominence, they would be the opponents of many.

If he couldn't take Murong Yu as his subordinate, then he would kill him in the cradle. This sort of thing happened who knows how many times a day.

Even Xiang Hsingyu and the rest wanted Murong Yu to throw out the olive branch. When the other teachers found out about Murong Yu's potential, they all regretted their actions.

However, no one dared to say that they would take Murong Yu as their disciple again. Because Murong Yu had even rejected Xiang Hsingyu and the others, what qualifications did they have?

Just like that, Murong Yu calmed down for a few days. Soon, it was the day of the freshmen competition.

First place had the Holy Class Divine Artifact, and the top three would still have the chance to enter a secret location to cultivate for a period of time. Murong Yu was heading towards that secret location.

Of course, since he was here, Murong Yu wouldn't let go of the first place either. After all, that was a Holy Class Divine Artifact. Even though he had quite a few of them now, no one would complain about having too many of them.

There was no compulsory requirement to participate in this competition.

Therefore, when Murong Yu arrived at the plaza, he found that there were only about ten million people in the Heaven Class. When these people saw Murong Yu, their eyes were filled with passion.

While in the training space, Murong Yu alone f * cking shocked tens of billions of people to not dare to get close to him. And now that they could use a God Equipment, many people were not convinced and wanted to directly beat Murong Yu.

Murong Yu was calm. Even if these people had a godly weapon, they would still not be his match. They did not put him in their eyes at all. However, Qin Xiaowei was not as nervous as Murong Yu.

After looting all the treasures in the Blood Sect, he naturally obtained the Holy Class Divine Artifact as well. And after this period of fusion, although he hadn't fully recognized his master, he could still display some of his might.

However, fighting for the top three from the ten million still made him feel pressured.

"Aren't you nervous all day?" Qin Xiaowei asked Murong Yu in a low voice.

"What's there to be nervous about? I have never been nervous even when I was facing countless Heavenly Sovereign s, let alone them? " As he spoke, Murong Yu slowly scanned the people around him with a calm expression. There was no haughtiness, nor was there any contempt.

He did not suppress his voice. As a result, many people around him heard his words. However, they all became silent.

Murong Yu was indeed qualified to say that. However, there were still some people who sneered in their hearts and decided to teach Murong Yu a lesson.

Of course, it was only a lesson. This time round, Primitive Academy competition was fully prepared. These people were all students of Primitive Academy. The academy would not let their lives be in danger.

A total of 10,000 arenas appeared out of nowhere in the plaza. Each arena could simultaneously send tens of thousands of people into battle. Only less than a hundred million freshmen were able to simultaneously get a hundred million people to participate in the competition.

The rules of the competition were very simple. Each group of ten thousand people would each be placed in a different arena. As long as one fell out of the arena, it would count as a loss. Only the last three people standing in the arena were qualified to enter the finals.

As for the choice of the arena … It was entirely a matter of resource choice.

Therefore, when Murong Yu ascended to the next stage, people with burning gazes, whether they were sneering or disdaining Murong Yu, flew up one after another.

In just an instant, this arena was filled with ten thousand people.

"It seems like you don't want to get a good ranking." Murong Yu did not get angry when he saw them all looking at him with murderous looks. He only smiled and said.

"Let's blast him off the stage first, then we can slowly decide the outcome." One of them bellowed and immediately brought out his own divine tool.

This was an ancient bronze mirror. Rays of light flickered, and a terrifying pressure continuously erupted, frightening people to their souls.

It was at least a top-grade divine artifact!

The ancient mirror erupted into a sun-like blinding light. It slowly rose up like a bright moon and then floated in the air.

"Kill!"

This person roared, and the ancient mirror immediately shot out a beam of light, bringing with it a destructive aura. The beam broke through the space, and fiercely shot towards Murong Yu. He wanted to blast him out of the arena.

When this person made his move, the other 9000 plus people also took out their divine artifacts or charged towards Murong Yu.

Group beating up Murong Yu!

Upon seeing them make a move, the gazes of countless spectators nearby were all attracted towards them.

"Haha, that Murong Yu is in trouble. It made him stand out, and now the trouble is coming, isn't it? Is it jealous? " Not far from the arena, a second year student laughed heartily.

The person beside him looked at him with disdain: "Aren't you extremely arrogant? And now you are actually gloating in such a manner. "

"More than 9000 of the same level, and each of them is of high quality, going up against Murong Yu. Murong Yu will lose for sure. "

"He's definitely going to lose, but I just don't know how long he'll be able to last. Furthermore, with his strength, even if he gets blown out of the arena, he would probably bring a few people along with him. "

"Haha, just wait and see. Maybe Murong Yu can make a huge turnaround. Maybe he can make a comeback."

Almost most of the gazes were gathered on Murong Yu's stage. Everyone was talking about how long Murong Yu could last and no one thought that Murong Yu would eventually stand on the stage.

After all, everyone's realm was the same. Facing over nine thousand crazy attacks, not even Heavenly Monarch could stop them.

"You guys are overestimating yourselves, and underestimating me." Murong Yu said lightly, took a step forward and disappeared on the spot.

Boom!

When he reappeared, he was already by the side of the youth who had attacked first, namely, the youth who had taken out the ancient mirror. The Divine Punch was invincible, and before the opponent could react, it had already viciously landed on his face.

Bang!

At the first moment, a ball of light burst out from the young man's body, dispersing the power that Murong Yu hit him with. However, this light only blocked Murong Yu's attack and did not cause any harm to the youth. However, the impact of the collision still sent this youth flying out of the arena like a meteor.

The young man was instantly shocked, but by the time he reacted, he was already blasted out of the arena … That beam of light was the protective measure of Primitive Academy.

Although he had managed to preserve his life, he was unable to completely cancel out the attack. Otherwise, if he were to be attacked by this beam of light, how could he be blasted off the ring?

The youth let out an unwilling roar before flying off into the distance without even looking back. After being punched out of the arena, he no longer had the qualifications to continue battling and was too embarrassed to stay.

Murong Yu didn't stop after sending the person flying with a punch. He flipped his hand and slapped the second person. A powerful force exploded. Although this Tianhou tried his best to resist, he still could not block Murong Yu's power and became the second person to be thrown off the stage.

Next, Murong Yu grabbed the air and pulled "Soul Chaser" out of his dantian. In the next moment, the 'Soul Chaser' divine radiance exploded with divine might that shot into the heavens.0

He had wiped out an army of a thousand!

Immediately, more than a dozen people were sent flying by the spear.

With one step, Murong Yu disappeared on the spot. Just as he disappeared, a terrifying power tore through the void and bombarded down. The attacks were earth-shattering and even cracks appeared on the arena.

Immediately, those who did not manage to retreat in time were carried by these terrifying Force Bombardment. One by one, they were blasted out of the arena, screaming in pain.

Murong Yu, on the other hand, was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. He waved the spear in his hand, and trillions of spear lights appeared, enveloping the entire arena! The momentum was terrifying, and its power shook the heavens.

The people in the arena were roaring, but they couldn't do anything. He couldn't even touch Murong Yu's clothes. After all, Murong Yu had teleported. How could they possibly know where he was? Moreover, the stage wasn't too big. There were people everywhere. A single magic treasure being fired at would cause someone to fall for it. It was just that the person struck wasn't Murong Yu.

As a result, after a period of time, only a portion of those that were blasted away were blasted away by Murong Yu. On the other hand, a large portion of the people had been blown off the stage by their own people.

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