Chapter 230 Farewell

"What?" Wan Tianlong took two steps back subconsciously.

A trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He was at the third level of Lingkong Realm, and he was no match for Ling Yuanwu who had reached Yuanhe Realm.

"I heard that your disciple Hua Xingchen also had a fight with Wu Yun first, right?"

"My disciple is dead, and he was killed by this boy. I must kill him for revenge, and no one can stop me."

Ling Yuanwu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said: "Since your disciple is dead, the fight between your Wansheng Sect and Wu Yun is invalid, and it is considered that your Wansheng Sect has waived the right."

"You..." Wan Tianlong was so angry that he didn't know how to answer.

Ling Yuanwu continued: "This matter is over, Wu Yun also said that he didn't kill him. From today on, if you Wansheng Sect dare to touch Wu Yun again, I will make you pay with blood."

Wan Tianlong looked ugly, but he really didn't dare to say anything. He really couldn't beat Ling Yuanwu.

"Wu Yun, wait for me."

After saying this, Wan Tianlong was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait."

Ling Yuanwu shouted loudly, directly blocking Wan Tianlong's way with his momentum.

"Now that Wu Yun's matter is over, it's time to settle the accounts between us."

"What do you mean?"

Wan Tianlong was surprised.

"You made trouble in my Dancheng College, this is the first. You broke up with my Dancheng College, this is the second. You made a harsh statement that you will be mortal enemies next time you meet, this is the third."

As soon as the voice fell, a trace of panic flashed in Wan Tianlong's eyes.

But Ling Yuanwu's figure suddenly flashed, and he had already gone in front of Wan Tianlong.

Bang, bang...

Boom...

After more than a dozen punches, Wan Tianlong was like a doll in Ling Yuanwu's hands.

He screamed in pain from being beaten.

Everyone was completely stunned.

They felt the power of the dean of Dancheng College, and also admired his courage.

The leader of Wanshengmen, one of the four major forces in the southern continent, was so merciless and beaten up in public.

Wu Yun was also quite moved.

He sighed that as long as you have strength, you can show off wherever you go.

Wan Tianlong was beaten up and fled from here in a hurry, with a face full of resentment, and returned to Wanshengmen.

He must be very uneasy in his heart, but what can he do in the face of absolute power suppression?

However, he couldn't deal with Ling Yuanwu and Dancheng Academy.

It was more than enough to deal with Wu Yun, and he put all his resentment on Wu Yun.

Everything was done, Ling Yuanwu pulled Wu Yun in front of him, pondered for a moment, and said.

"Wu Yun, you are very talented, but if you want to really grow up, you must go through more hardships than ordinary people. The reason why I want to renew the bet for that year's fight with you today is to tell you that no one can protect you on the road to becoming a strong man. Only when you walk out on your own can you become a real strong man."

"If I send all these people away to you today, you will have no opponents. The most taboo for the rise of the strong is to have no opponents. In one year, you will go against the current and forge ahead bravely. If you succeed, you will take the first step on the road to becoming a strong man. If you fail, it proves that you don't have this qualification. Even if you die, no one will sympathize with you."

"We can protect you for a while, but we can't protect you for a lifetime. You should walk your own way."

Wu Yun naturally understood the truth.

The dean's doing this is actually the greatest affirmation of him.

In one year, catching up with the cultivation of the three great geniuses seems difficult, but it is also a necessary path.

If you can't even do this, then what kind of genius and strong man do you still want to be?

After a pause, Ling Yuanwu said, "If you can defeat them in a year, I will give you a chance to participate in the Ladder of Heaven in the name of Dancheng College."

"Ladder of Heaven?" Wu Yun was puzzled, and had never even heard of it.

"It's too early now. You don't need to know. You just need to know that for a force like Wanshengmen, the Tianjiao in the sect are definitely not just the few young masters on the surface. When it comes to the Ladder of Heaven, those real supreme Tianjiao will appear. And not just them. At that time, I'm afraid that even the Tianjiao from the other three continental plates of the Manghuang Continent will come."

"Practice hard. If you can win the first place in the Ladder of Heaven among thousands of Tianjiao, the benefits will be beyond your imagination."

Wu Yun nodded slightly. He could see the longing in Ling Yuanwu's eyes at this moment. Obviously, this Ladder of Heaven is definitely something far beyond the mortal world.

He couldn't help but start looking forward to it in his heart.

And what Wu Yun noticed most in this speech was the dean's words. The Tianjiao-level figures of the four major forces are definitely not just Hua Xingchen and others.

This made Wu Yun frown. It seemed that it was no accident that these four major forces became the top forces.

After everything ended, the dean and the vice dean went back to the academy first, and asked Wu Yun to return to Dancheng College to practice earlier.

The sect protector was unwilling to stay any longer and went back to Feiyun Sect directly.

From this day on, all the forces in the entire southern continent that coveted Wu Yun stopped.

They dared not covet Wu Yun anymore.

The one-year competition agreement between Wu Yun and the four major forces was also announced to the southern continent, and everyone knew about it.

Dancheng College has also announced that the dean Ling Yuanwu has returned. Before the competition is over, no force, including individuals, can target Wu Yun.

In the entire southern continent, the name Ling Yuanwu naturally has enough power to suppress the heroes.

The Lily Palace and Yulong Valley, who did not come today, naturally learned the news at the first time.

Hearing that Taoist Ningxin was defeated and Wan Tianlong was beaten up.

They were even a little glad that they did not interfere today, otherwise, Ling Yuanwu would not be easy to mess with.

At the same time, Qilong and Ziyou also began to prepare for the fight with Wu Yun in a year.

Although they were absolutely confident in their cultivation, Wu Yun was an anomaly after all and could not be viewed by ordinary people.

The stronger the cultivation, the better.

In the Wu family, Wu Yun did not break his promise and held a banquet to entertain all the elders of the three pavilions of Feiyun Sect and some inner disciples who came to help.

And a group of people from the Yunyue Empire.

But he himself missed this banquet because of the injury to his right arm bone.

With the help of the Supreme Martial God Technique and some high-quality healing pills, it took two hours to basically recover.

At night, it was slightly bright.

After seeing off all the guests, Wu Yun talked to his father about his experiences in the past few days.

Ouyang Yu wanted to stay with Wu Yun for a few days, but Wu Yun asked her to go back to Feiyun Sect first.

Before leaving, Wu Yun gave her the high-grade spiritual sword that he had snatched from Hua Xingchen.

He wanted to give her the Soul-Destroying Sword, but now the Soul-Destroying Sword is a hot potato, and Wu Yun also wants to collect the four weapons and find the magic formula for the shocking blow before making plans.

Ouyang Yu was ecstatic. The value of this sword in her heart was far more than just a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Because this was the first gift Wu Yun gave her personally.

Late at night, Wu Yun went to the viewing pavilion on the back mountain alone.

It was still the same pavilion, and the same cool breeze.

Thinking back to a few years ago, sitting in this viewing pavilion day and night waiting for Xiao Xueyan.

Now it seems that it can only add a bit of sadness.

In Wu Yun's heart, he still had memories of Xiao Xueyan, but he didn't want to think about it anymore.

Even though Xiao Xueyan framed him and betrayed him, he still couldn't forget it completely.

After all, it was his first love, how could he forget it?

At a certain moment, he even thought that if nothing had happened, if Xiao Xueyan really married him, then maybe he, Wu Yun, would always be a quiet little family head in this small Xingyue City.

Isn't that a kind of happiness?

Down the mountain, a figure was walking slowly.

Wu Yun frowned slightly, looking closely, it was a woman.

In the night, he could vaguely distinguish her appearance, still as beautiful as she was back then.

The breeze gently blew her long hair, and she seemed to have returned to the pure and flawless her of the past.

"You're here?" Wu Yun asked softly.

The woman had walked to his side.

"For a long time, I have felt guilty. I was young and ignorant, and I was overwhelmed by power. I don't expect your forgiveness, but I still want to tell you that I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter. Let the past go."

She didn't speak, and Wu Yun stopped talking.

The two stood there, looking at the beautiful scenery of the back mountain as they did in the past, looking forward to the past and the future.

But that feeling can never be found again.

"Goodbye, this farewell may be the last time we meet in this life. I want to leave here and go to a place where no one knows me and spend the rest of my life in peace."

Wu Yun was slightly moved, his eyes fluctuated, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it after all. Watching her leave silently, with a somewhat bleak back, the hatred in his heart was all resolved at this moment. It's over, let the hatred dissipate with it.

Muttered in a low voice, "Goodbye!"

"………"

The next morning, Wu Yun rushed back to Dancheng College.

As for the face-to-face communication with the eighth-level alchemist as a reward for the Doudan Conference, it is related to Bai Ling, and he needs to ask the dean in detail.

After that, he prepared to go into seclusion for a year. It was time to prepare for the duel with Du Fenglin and the others at the Alchemy Competition a year later.

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