Difan snorted and said, "Isn't it better to be less talkative and practice more?"

Everyone laughed.

Difan waved his hand and said, "This time I call you to come, there is something to tell you, but I don't want to spread this matter."

All six nodded.

"Three years later, the two academies will meet martial arts once a hundred years. This time, Jingzhe, you are now the number one in authenticity. Whether our Academies can win a game this time depends on you!"

"At present, only the seventh level of the Realm of the Realm of the Saint can be participated. Therefore, Mu Yun, you also need to speed up your pace and reach the seventh level of the Realm of the Saint in three years."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

True or fake! Master wants Mu Yun to participate in the martial arts meeting between the two academies.

"In three years, we have reached the seventh level..." Jingzhe couldn't help saying at this moment: "Master, I'm so hurry..." "That's for you!"

Dean Difan chuckled and said, "For this guy, an exception."

"This little brat has only entered our Yuding Courtyard for more than twenty years, from a small realm king to the current fourth level of the Realm Saint."

"A year ago, he was still the third level of the Realm Saint, but now he is not the fourth level of the Realm Saint?"

Dean Difan looked at Mu Yun with a deep meaning and said with a smile: "I can't tell you this kid."
Chapter completed!