225: I am your instructor, my name is Ouyang Guanyue

In a corner of Shanhai Pass, there was a dark dungeon.

The only sound in the dungeon was the dripping of blood and water from the ceiling.

Wukong slowly opened his eyes, scanned his surroundings, and snorted coldly, his face full of defiance!

Damn it, a bunch of people, only know how to gang up, have the guts to fight one-on-one!

As soon as he emerged from the virtual mustard seed, almost all the students had already fallen!

Immediately after, he was attacked by more than twenty people!

Being ganged up on was one thing, but there were also all sorts of strange methods to restrict his abilities, which was really annoying!

What was most infuriating was that a guy with a horse-like face also said in a sarcastic tone, "Just brute force isn't enough, you know~"

Thinking about it, Wukong was furious!

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and the dungeon became bright.

Wukong looked at the man tied up opposite him, and his previously annoyed heart instantly felt incredibly relieved!

He heard himself laugh sarcastically, "Hey, isn't this fate!?"

The disheveled Ying Zheng looked up and glanced at the monkey in front of him, then lowered his head again, ignoring him.

"Yo, haven't seen you in a few days, so weak?" Wukong continued to mock.

Ying Zheng still didn't want to bother with him; instead, he was thinking about what he should do to break the situation if it happened again.

Actually, although the other group of people had a high Realm, in terms of ultimate combat power, they were definitely not as good as him; it was just that they were too good at fighting.

If nothing unexpected happened, this training was for everyone to learn how to fight with real swords and spears.

At this moment, a man who also looked quite young walked over, dressed very casually in shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, but he had a refined and gentle demeanor.

The man looked at the two young Peak powerhouses in the cage, smiled slightly, and said, "Come with me."

After speaking, he naturally and casually opened the cages of the two young Peak powerhouses.

He walked in front, with Wukong and Ying Zheng following behind.

Suddenly, the two of them glanced at each other, their eyes meeting!

The two who had been bickering just a second ago now began to exchange glances, their eyes filled with sharp intent.

Both of them were very proud.

It was impossible not to be angry when being locked in a cage like this!

Since the training had already begun, who said they couldn't make a move now?

Finally, both of them nodded imperceptibly.

Suddenly.

Golden light and red light burst forth in the cage!

The Golden Cudgel and the Emperor's Sword, two Myth-Grade weapons, appeared simultaneously in the hands of Wukong and Ying Zheng.

Without any hesitation, both of them fiercely attacked the head of the person with their back to them!

The next second!

A loud bang echoed in the dark corridor of the prison!

"Boom!"

Dust rose from the ground, and the surrounding cells trembled under the pressure of these two forces!

But!

It did not harm the man in front of them in the slightest!

Both the Golden Cudgel and the Emperor's Sword strangely stopped above the man's head; no matter how hard they tried, they could not advance another inch!

Wukong roared in fury, exerting himself, and powerful force came from his thick arms!

Yet, even though the ground had collapsed, his Golden Cudgel still could not fall!

The most terrifying thing was that the man had not even turned his head until now, and his posture remained casual.

Why was this?

The power that stopped our attack was... Intent?

This person in front of us had already sensed our sneak attack and used "Intent" to block it in advance, but... why is this ability, which has no physical carrier, so strong?

At this moment, the man casually turned around, facing the two fierce-looking individuals, and smiled faintly.

He didn't care about their attacks at all; he had entered Shanhai Pass at the age of twelve, and because he didn't have the opportunity to enter the Super God Class, he had stayed here to delve into his Sword Intent.

It had been over thirteen years since then, and looking back through history, no one at his age had such profound Sword Intent as him, after all, he also Cultivated on the shoulders of his predecessors.

Moreover, he was two major Realms higher than Ying Zheng and Wukong, and each major Realm was a qualitative change!

Perhaps Myth-Grade could challenge Divine-Grade, but unfortunately, he was also Myth-Grade!

He slowly turned his head and said with a faint smile, "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself."

"My name is Ouyang Guanyue, and I am one of your instructors for this training."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng's expression changed slightly.

Wukong, however, frowned and said, "You know him?"

"I've heard of him, the Myth-Grade of the Ouyang family," Ying Zheng said in a deep voice, "It's a pity he was born five years too early, otherwise he should be locked up here with us now."

"That joke isn't funny," Ouyang Guanyue shook his head and said, "The Ouyang family has always had a tradition: after the age of twelve, one must go to Shanhai Pass to comprehend killing intent."

"So even if I were in the same cohort as you, I wouldn't be... as useless as you!"

Hearing this, both Ying Zheng and Wukong's eyes turned cold, and their Internal Energy burst forth with a roar.

But Ouyang Guanyue didn't even draw his sword!

He just narrowed his eyes.

Moonlight Sword Intent!

"Whoosh!"

"Intent" instantly roared out from his body, as if carrying the momentum to destroy everything, directly blowing Ying Zheng and Wukong away!

The two fell awkwardly onto the muddy ground by the edge of the cage.

Wukong and Ying Zheng's expressions completely soured.

How could Ouyang Guanyue's "Intent" be so strong?

At this moment, in a nearby cage, a filthy prisoner let out a sharp, piercing laugh.

"Are the people in this Super God Class so brainless?"

"Dare to provoke Lord Guanyue? Sick of living, sick of living~"

This prison was not high-level, and its defenses were not great, but none of the criminals held within dared to easily escape, because all of them had been captured by Ouyang Guanyue.

Ouyang Guanyue told them that the first time was just imprisonment; if he caught them a second time, it would be death.

No one dared to escape.

Because under the moonlight, Ouyang Guanyue was as strong as a monster, killing one person in ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles.

Ying Zheng and Wukong were indeed powerful, but too young.

It wasn't just the Super God Class who were working hard, nor was it only the Super God Class that had Myth-Grades.

Ouyang Guanyue entered Shanhai Pass at twelve, went to the city wall at fifteen, and began to officially make his moves at eighteen, gaining widespread fame.

In these five years, he had fought countless life-and-death battles, and that "Intent" was condensed to a terrifying degree, making him one of the must-kill targets among the foreign races.

At this moment, Ying Zheng slowly stood up and said in a deep voice, "Ouyang Guanyue, for all these years, I have been looking forward to a sword fight with you."

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Guanyue yawned and said, "You're looking forward too early."

"Someone who can't last five seconds isn't qualified to duel with me."

"Alright, hurry up and go, don't waste time. Tonight, I still have to find Xiao Fan for a fight; he's the only one in your class with any skill."

"Reverse psychology won't work on me," Ying Zheng shook his head.

Ouyang Guanyue couldn't help but laugh, saying, "You don't actually think you're stronger than Xiao Fan, do you?"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng frowned.

Wukong, standing beside him, also had his eyes slightly lowered.

"Where is Xiao Fan?" Ying Zheng suddenly asked.

"I don't know, by now he should have reached the city wall."

"He passed the assessment?" Ying Zheng's eyebrows furrowed tightly.