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Fu Luochen did not stop because he broke Mu Yang's shield. As the only obstacle to this assessment, what he had to do was to defeat all the juniors, or wait until they personally gave up.

But Mu Yang clearly had the strength to continue fighting.

"Junior brother, to be honest, when I was in your realm, I was far from having such rich methods as you. Although your combat experience still needs to be improved, your sensitivity to combat and your sense of timing are all at the time. Unmatched, good job."

Mu Yang clutched his chest, feeling as if a puff of air was stuck here, breathing hard, and even though he hadn't been fighting for a long time, he really felt so tired.

"Senior brother, don't boast now, I am prone to swelling. After I go back, I will praise me in front of the master and give me more impressions."

Fu Luochen collided with his fists and laughed loudly: "Haha, okay, stand up now and continue to fight, I'm curious, where is your limit."

Mu Yang stood up with difficulty, wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, clenched his fists on his waist, "drink!"

With a roar, golden light suddenly appeared, shimmering golden armor like a turtle shell draped on his body!

At this moment, no one would think this turtle shell was ridiculous anymore. This was the last chance for the disciples to stand up. It was like a battle armor of hope, attached to Mu Yang's body.

Fu Luochen opened his lips slightly, seeming to be a little shocked: "It turns out that the martial skill given to you by the master is Shimmering Golden Martial Armor. You only have the eighth level of Spiritual Vessel Realm, and you can master this mysterious martial skill, which is amazing."

Fu Luochen did not hesitate to praise his little brother. He was able to be strong and he was naturally happy as a brother.

But now, he still has to ruthlessly defeat Mu Yang!

Fu Luochen's pair of fists surrounded a group of spiritual power, and it slowly condensed into the shape of an iron fist.

The iron fist against the turtle shell, who is harder, will soon be known.

Mu Yang gritted his teeth and had already given up. He had promised Old Xue that he would never be the last one. As long as he lasted long enough, he would not be beaten by Old Xue!

As a result, the two directly hit one piece, without any fancy moves, relying solely on physical strength to start fisting.

When it was really fistful, even if Mu Yang was wearing a golden armor, when he was hit, his whole body was in severe pain, as if he was about to fall apart.

The two sides fought for less than ten rounds, and Mu Yang's turtle shell was already full of cracks.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Chen Lingfeng hurriedly shouted: "Mu Yang, it's almost all right, don't fight!"

At the same time, the other disciples began to worry about Mu Yang. In fact, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Mu Yang was clearly at a disadvantage, and Fu Luochen would regain his strength every time he hits, and Mu Yang was able to hit Fu Luochen almost never once.

In terms of physical skills, the difference between the two people is a hundred thousand miles.

If Mu Yang hadn't had the Shimmering Golden Armor, he would have been beaten and couldn't get up.

After a while, even Chen Yingzhi couldn't look at it. He waved his hand to remove the barrier. The figure flashed to the two of them and waved his hand at Fu Luochen. Only then did Fu Luochen stop and put away his spiritual power.

Mu Yang thought that his chance was coming, so he hurriedly fisted back, but Chen Yingzhi clenched his small fist firmly, "Okay, it's over."

Mu Yang stared at him in a daze, then looked at Fu Luochen who stood with his hand in the distance and smiled at him, and then he reacted.

Finally, it's over!

In the end, he did not say the word admit defeat, he survived!

Mu Yang sat paralyzed on the ground, relieved the Shimmering Golden Armor, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Ah~ It hurts me to death!" Then, he fell directly on the floor and lay down. He just felt like he was going all over. It fell apart.

Hurry up and take out a spicy chicken stick, which is much better.

The disciples in the audience seemed to have won a huge victory, and rushed to the ring to throw Mu Yang into the air.

"Muyang, you are our disciple's light! You are the only one who can survive."

"I thought we were going to be annihilated. I didn't expect your tortoise shell to be so resistant to beatings. We saved our face."

"Muyang, I promise never to laugh at your turtle again...Bah, Wu Jia."

Mu Yang just didn't recover much, he was thrown around like this, and his body still hurts, begging everyone to put him down quickly.

Although he knew that he had lost, to be honest, the battle was fought very well and very enjoyable. For the first time, he also felt the gap between himself and his senior.

After the noise, Chen Yingzhi coughed slightly and said, "What are you excited about? Is it worth celebrating that you lost all?"

Everyone immediately lowered their heads in shame. Only Mu Yang dared to look at him directly and talked back: "Isn't it worthy to be happy that we have been able to stand under the brother's for so long?"

Chen Yingzhi smiled and shook his head, "Okay, I'm all tired, go back to rest, and the results will be announced tomorrow, so be mentally prepared."

In fact, everyone knows what the result is, and there is no need to announce it at all. It is estimated that people who can pass ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ will not exceed double digits, but elders have never played cards according to common sense.

Maybe it's just to scare them this time. The so-called law does not blame the public. If everyone fails, no one should be punished, right?

So at this time, everyone is actually not so nervous. The more you analyze, the more you think this may be more reliable.

Kong Wei even suggested: "Since we have finished the exam, let's have a fun. It has been suffocated in recent days.

However, everyone is not very interested in this, "Forget it, you are not tired enough, I can't do it, I have to go back and rest."

"Me too. I was so tired. I went back to sleep. My old waist must be pressed."

"Kong Wei, save the time, I really can't accompany it."

...

In the courtyard of Huanan Residence, Old Xue Zheng and Ling Yao were sitting at the table drinking tea, talking and laughing. Suddenly Mu Yang rushed through the gate of the courtyard and ran in, shocking them both.

Seeing that Mu Yang had come in, Old Xue immediately put on a serious expression, "Is the assessment finished?"

Mu Yang leaped to him like a rabbit, crying like a victim and said: "Master, you have to be my master! Brother, he is bullying me!"

"Oh? Did he deliberately embarrass you during the assessment?"

Mu Yang's tears flowed to the corner of his eyes, and he was taken aback for a moment, and then he held back the tears again, "Huh? Do you know that the brother went for the assessment?"

This was beyond Mu Yang's expectation. He thought it was Chen Yingzhi's own ghost idea, and called Fu Luochen to him. As a result, Old Xue actually knew about it.

"I know, I suggested that Luo Chen go, is there any problem?"

"..."