Reverend Insanity

"Is he Fang Yuan or Fang Zheng?" Some students were muttering, but some people still couldn't tell the twin brothers Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng.

"It's Fang Zheng. Fang Yuan always looks indifferent, and there is no nervous expression on his face." Someone answered.

"Oh, that's worth seeing. Fangzheng is the only first-class genius in our cottage for three years." Everyone cast their gazes.

Fang Zheng felt the pressure contained in these eyes, which made him even more nervous.

Standing on the field, his fingers were shaking slightly.

He hit the first moon blade, which was originally aimed at the straw man's chest, but because of nervousness, he missed it. In the end, the moon blade was printed on the neck of the straw man puppet.

There was a slight sound of surprise from the boys immediately.

They thought it was Fang Zheng's intention, not to hit the puppet's chest, which was the easiest to hit, but the neck. This was a manifestation of their confidence in their attacking technique.

He couldn't help but look forward to Fangzheng's next performance.

Gu Yue Mo Bei and Gu Yue Chi Cheng also had a slightly gloomy expression on their faces.

The only ones who could see Fang Zheng's mistakes were the academy patriarch and Fang Yuan.

"It's dangerous!" Fang Zheng exclaimed in his heart when he saw the moon blade, secretly feeling lucky.

He took a few deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and sent two more moon blades. This time, he made no more mistakes, and the two moon blades both hit the straw man puppet's chest, hitting them accurately.

This result made the elders of the school nod their heads, while Mobei and Chicheng calmed down. Fangzheng's grades are on par with them, it depends on how the school elders graded him.

The other students sighed loudly. Fang Zheng's subsequent performance was not outstanding, which made them slightly disappointed.

The next few groups have nothing to watch. No one can perform better than Mobei, Chicheng, and Fangzheng.

The boys began to whisper.

"In this way, the first place in today's assessment should be among the three of them."

"All three of them hit the straw man puppet. I don't know who the elders will be more optimistic about."

"Wait, it's the last group, Fang Yuan is on the field."

"Oh, it's that third-class 'cold genius'? Hehe."

It was not until the last group that Fang Yuan did Shi Shiran play.

"It's that Fang Yuan..." Gu Yue Mobei looked up at Fang Yuan, then lowered his eyes, not paying much attention.

"Last time I let you have shit luck, and I accidentally chose a weak-willed Moonlight Gu, so you won the first place. This time, let's see how you behave!" Gu Yue Chi Cheng folded his arms and waited to see Fang Yuan's words. joke.

"Brother... This time is not better than last time. I practiced hard for so long, and I will definitely surpass you." In the crowd, Gu Yue Fangzheng pursed his lips and clenched his fists subconsciously.

In the last test of refining life Gu, he was ranked second with A-level aptitude, so naturally he was not convinced.

Especially when he learned the reason why Fang Yuan was able to win, it was because of good luck that he won the first place. This made him even more unwilling.

For Gu Yue Fangzheng, defeating his elder brother Fang Yuan is of special significance to him.

Many eyes were focused on Fang Yuan, and the eyes of the elders of the school were also fixed on him.

Fang Yuan was unmoved, and his expression was indifferent.

After he stood still, the real essence poured into the moonlight Gu in the palm of his hand, and the first moon blade was emitted from the palm of his hand.

The moon blade flew very high, not only over the head of the straw man puppet, but also higher than the bamboo wall. After flying nearly fifteen meters, the light dimmed and disappeared into the air.

"Pfft..." Someone couldn't help laughing.

"This is too outrageous." Someone sneered.

"He is indeed a genius, no wonder he is the first in refining Gu." Someone said sarcastically.

In the early years, when Fang Yuan wrote poems and showed his early wisdom, it caused dissatisfaction among these people.

Later, relying on "luck", they won the first place in refining Gu, which made them dissatisfied, adding a bit of jealousy.

Many people were waiting for a good show, waiting for the "genius" Fang Yuan to make a fool of himself, and Fang Yuan's Moon Blade did not disappoint them.

The crowd burst into laughter.

The academy elder shook his head slightly, laughing at himself in his heart, what did he do to pay attention to Fang Yuan for no reason? He is only a third-class, and he just won the top name of refining Gu because of luck.

He had already made up his mind in his heart that although Mobei, Chicheng, and Fangzheng all had the same results, he would choose Fangzheng as the first.

The battle between Gu Yue Mo Bei and Gu Yue Chi Cheng was a microcosm of the political struggle between the two powerful elders in the family. Xuetang Jia Lao has always been a centrist and did not want to get involved in the political whirlpool.

The elders of the academy were more inclined towards the patriarch Gu Yuebo, and Fang Zheng was a member of the patriarch's line. In addition, he is a first-class qualification, and choosing him as the first, he is a bit biased and caring for him, and it can also be accepted by the senior family.

A warm spring breeze blew, and the fragrance of flowers drifted into the martial arts field.

The sun shone on Fang Yuan's body, casting a solitary black shadow on the ground.

His expression was still indifferent, and he quietly looked at the straw man puppet ten meters away.

The first moon blade, of course, he deliberately missed. Now he only had two shots left, and considering the position of the elders of the school, if he wanted to win the first place, he had to create an attack effect that far surpassed everyone's in his only two attacks.

"There are only two chances left. It's impossible. Brother, I finally beat you." Gu Yue Fangzheng stared at Fang Yuan without blinking.

From childhood to adulthood, the shadow of his life that his brother brought to him finally faded away at this moment.

Fang Zheng felt that victory was close at hand, his fists clenched subconsciously, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

"Brother, winning you this time is just the beginning. Next, I will beat you again and again until all the shadows in my heart are expelled. I want to prove to my clan that the first-class geniuses are excellent!" Fang Zheng said in his heart. Said himself.

However, at this moment, Fang Yuan made his move.

The right palm is like a knife, slashing into the void.

With a chirp, the water-blue glow shrouded in the palm of the hand escaped, flew into the air, turned into a curved blue-light moon blade, and shot at the straw man puppet.

Just in the next second, Fang Yuan's right palm lit up again with a layer of blue light.

With a flip of his palm, he slashed out the third moon blade.

His two attacks were connected smoothly, just right.

Two moon blades flew out one after another, only less than half a meter apart in the air.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the two moon blades hit the straw man puppet's neck with accuracy.

"This..." Fang Zheng's pupils shrank sharply, and an unpleasant feeling suddenly emerged in his heart.

In the next moment, the students slowly opened their mouths with surprised expressions.

They saw that the head of the straw man slowly tilted to one side, then fell from the neck, and finally fell to the ground, bounced, and rolled out a distance of two or three meters.

Fang Yuan chopped off his head!

This result was beyond the expectations of everyone present.

"Is this luck or strength?" The school elder frowned.

Such doubts also hovered in the hearts of the other students.

For a while, the martial arts field fell into silence.

"How could this be..." Fang Zheng muttered, staring blankly at Fang Yuan, the surging in his heart suddenly failed, and he fell into a deep trough.

Fang Yuan squinted his eyes, as if he didn't notice everyone's gaze on him.

goo goo...

Under the blue sky and white clouds, a group of colorful bird parrots suddenly flapped their wings and flew into the air. They dragged their gorgeous and slender tails, cooed and swirled in the air.

Fang Yuan stood in the center of the martial arts field and looked up. In the bright sun, the colorful feathers of the birds are obviously more dazzling and gorgeous.

His expression was indifferent, as if it was not him who had just cut off the grass man's head.

"The sunshine in spring is really bright..." He sighed in his heart.