Sun and Moon Are Wrong: Traveling Through Time from Under One Person

Chapter 152 Wanfashuyuan Official Announcement

On the second day, with the announcement of the two great masters of the alien world, the election for the fourth of the ten contestants officially began.

Many heroes came on stage to compete, and after a fierce battle, the fourth place was decided.

This person was none other than Wu Man, the lay Buddhist Mo Ming who agreed to join the Wanfashuyuan after the feast last night.

He has mastered the Buddhist skills to perfection. His defense includes the Golden Bell Cover which can withstand all attacks, and his offensive skills include the Great Compassion Palm, Dragon Claw and many other special skills.

It can be said that it has both offensive and defensive capabilities, and is both hard and soft.

Having broken through ignorance, his intuition in battle has reached a terrifying level of almost foresight. He can predict and counter all the attacks and methods of the opponent in advance, which makes people stunned and dumbfounded.

In the end, Wu Man's method was to conquer all the heroes present and make everyone convinced.

Now that most of the places have been taken, it is time to compete for the fifth place.

Some heroes who had retained their strength could no longer hold back. The Sword Master of Liuyun Sword Sect, the President of Jiyun Society, the Master of Wulou Vajra, Shangqing, Wudang, and Quanzhen all took action.

Seeing this, Meng Ning looked at Zhao Yan beside him and nodded at him.

Meng Ning's meaning was very clear. Xiao Zhao, go up and show them some of your skills, so that they can see how powerful the supreme master of Wangchuan Academy of Arts is.

Who would have thought that when Zhao Yan saw Meng Ning pouting, he actually took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Meng Ning.

Meng Ning looked at the handkerchief and asked curiously, "Why did you give it to me?"

Zhao Yan: "Brother, you pouted your lips, I thought your mouth stinks and you wanted to wipe it."

Meng Ning was speechless when he heard this, "Your mouth stinks, your mouth stinks."

"I want you to step forward and fight for a spot, so that we can show our future 'Wanfashu Academy' some face!"

Zhao Yan felt a little embarrassed after hearing this, "Not so good, they are all just a bunch of kids in my opinion, wouldn't it be bullying if I go up to them?"

Meng Ning looked at the people on the stage, who were either middle-aged men in their forties or fifties, or old men in their seventies or eighties.

"Little kid, why are you calling all these old people on the stage little kids?"

Zhao Yan nodded. "Except for the time I was asleep, I have lived in this world for about eight or nine hundred years. They are really like children to me."

Oh my god! Meng Ning just remembered that although Zhao Yan, who had been following him, looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, he was actually a person who lived more than fifteen hundred years ago.

This guy is of the same generation as Jiang Mingzi. No, he is even older than Jiang Mingzi.

Jiang Mingzi was a figure from the Northern and Southern Dynasties. He was really an old fellow.

But today, no matter how old you are, you must step up to the stage and fight for a spot in the Wanfashu Academy.

Thinking of this, Meng Ning suddenly thrust hard at Zhao Yan's butt and kicked him onto the stage.

At this time, there happened to be a leader of the Tiebanxian sect standing on the stage to defend the ring.

Seeing Zhao Yan coming, he stepped forward and kicked Zhao Yan down with a big kick.

But Zhao Yan dodged and the kick missed. Not only that, Zhao Yan was also considerate enough to pull the old man back and put him on the stage.

Zhao Yan: "Old people, please be careful when you move. Otherwise, it will be very serious if you fall from such a high platform!"

The leader of the Tiebanxian sect blushed when he heard this. Not only did he fail to hit anyone as a practitioner of hard qigong, but he was also being lectured like an ordinary old man.

It's indeed a bit embarrassing.

However, he came from a respectable and upright family, so he didn't have such a bad temper. He just felt ashamed and laughed.

"Young man, I was just testing your martial virtues. It seems that you have good morals."

"Well, considering your good character, I will let you have three moves! Make your move!"

After saying this, the old man tensed up his entire body, revealing his solid muscles. He was obviously an expert in practicing hard Qi Kung Fu.

Zhao Yan sighed, looked at Meng Ning below the stage, then looked at the old man, and then shook his head.

"Old man, I can only use one move. You'd better step down and take more rest. It's getting colder today, so you should keep warm."

The leader of Tiebanxian: "Keep warm? Young man, do you know what I practice? I practice horizontal training! Just let me keep warm? Stop talking nonsense and attack."

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yan raised his hand towards the leader of Tiebanxian.

Not long after, the head of the Henglian sect felt dizzy, his sky was full of little stars, he sneezed in succession, and even accidentally blew two large strings of snot at the disciples below the stage.

Then the leader just lay down in front of all the heroes and fell asleep.

Zhao Yan stepped forward, hugged the old man, and shouted to the audience, "Who is this old man's disciple? The old man is old and sick, and has caught a cold. Please take good care of yourself after you step down from the stage!"

After these words were spoken, everyone was silent for a moment, and then a few strong men walked out from the stage, thanked Zhao Yan, and helped the leader off the stage.

The departure of Tiebanxian made some people laugh. "This old man, is he really suffering from fever? He was blowing the flu one second, and lying down the next second!"

However, some famous and powerful people with discerning eyes saw that something was wrong. How could a person with such great skills die in such a short time?

It must be that young man Zhao Yan who did something weird, but the method was indeed interesting, and they couldn't figure out the specific means.

Soon after, two more leaders came on stage, but they also died of fever in a short period of time.

Now the heroes could no longer laugh and looked at Zhao Yan with fear in their eyes.

After three minutes, no one came on stage to challenge, and Zhao Yan won.

As he stepped down, people turned to him for help.

"Young man, now that you have won, can you tell us the specific means you used so that we can die with a clear understanding?"

The heroes asked questions, and Zhao Yan answered with a smile.

"It's nothing serious. I just raised the temperature of your blood to make you sick. The normal blood temperature of a person's body is between 36.5 and 37.5."

"If it exceeds or falls below this range, people will get sick."

Zhao Yan's words enlightened everyone. They nodded repeatedly and marveled at the talent of this young man.

"Young man, you are so capable at such a young age. Which sect do you come from?" another old man asked.

Zhao Yan: "I am the dean of Wangchuan School of Magic under Wanfa School of Magic."

Wanfashuyuan? I have never heard of it. Many people expressed their confusion.

Hearing this, Meng Ning went on stage and started shouting.

"Dear fellow villagers, dear heroes. I am Meng Ning, the first principal of the Wanfashu Academy."

"This green-robed young man is the dean of our Wangchuan School of Arts, Mr. Jian, Professor Jian!"

"If any of you want to learn various methods related to blood manipulation, please register with our academy as soon as possible."

"In addition to Wangchuan School of Magic, our school also has many schools of magic for young disciples to learn. The Three True Methods that I performed yesterday is also one of them."

"In addition, there is also the Human Magnetism Academy, which specializes in the study of human magnetic fields. My mentor, Ghost Hand King Wang Yaozu, serves as the first dean."

"The School of Pharmacy will be headed by Mother Wu, Wu Tenglan! The Buddhist School will be headed by Lay Buddhist Mo Ming Wu Man as the first dean! The School of Body Protection Golden Light will be headed by Taoist Duan!"

"In addition to the above, there are many, many art academies for all the wealthy families to choose from! As long as students enter our academy, as long as they have talent, let alone means."

"As long as he has the ability to learn, we have the ability to teach! Welcome everyone to join our Wanfa Professional Magic Education College to study!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was in an uproar, and they all accused Meng Ning of daring to collude with a group of evil leaders in Quan Xing to rebuild the sect.

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