In the center of a square with a radius of more than ten kilometers inside Jiu Ming Academy, a luxurious competition ring stands there.
The one-mile-square arena is covered with runes. It is said that dozens of inscription masters were hired to build this arena, and they worked continuously for three months before it was completed. It cost countless manpower and material resources.
The strength of the arena can fully withstand a battle at the sect master level, making the arena absolutely luxurious.
Now there are tens of thousands of students around the ring, looking expectantly at the top of the ring, or rather looking at that charming figure on the ring.
"Have you heard? That person actually broke Senior Ouyang's wall."
"Junior, you are too naive. Destroying the wall is a subtle way of saying it. Imagine how it could be that simple."
"Oh, please give me some advice from the seniors."
"Why did you break the wall? You must have climbed on the wall. Why you climbed on the wall? It must have been to spy on the goddess. Why were you so careless? You must have been excited."
The young junior was immediately impressed by the senior's analysis: "The senior is really insightful, and his analysis is very thorough, but this one looks like he should be a freshman, he is really brave."
Ye Yang stood there listlessly on the stage. He hated such an occasion very much, but he was forced to do nothing.
In a hidden place in the auditorium, the elder was wearing a big cloak, covering most of his face, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, no one was killed."
"Little brother, I'm sorry, that person is the lifeblood of Headmaster Ouyang. No one can afford to offend him, so I have to blame you for taking the blame," the elder muttered in a low voice.
"Hey, what's your name?" The beautiful woman then remembered to ask him.
"Ye Yang" Ye Yang replied lazily.
"My name is Ouyang Qingcheng," the beautiful woman introduced herself.
Ye Yang nodded and said, "You are indeed charming. This name suits you very well."
Ouyang Qingcheng is conceited, talented and beautiful, and her beauty reputation spreads far and wide throughout Yuzhou. People who praise her have already heard her ears ringing.
But Ye Yang's words of praise made her feel very fresh and ordinary, as if he was commenting on something that had nothing to do with her.
This made her even happier. She was very disgusted with those people whose eyes lit up and praised endlessly when they saw her.
Ouyang Qingcheng actually showed a smile for the first time, and the people below were dazzled.
"Humph, since you can still talk, I will find a few weaker ones to teach you a lesson later," Ouyang Qingcheng said generously.
Ye Yang curled his lips and said unappreciatively, "As long as it's a man, you can find anyone."
"Haha, okay, then I'll see if you have that ability. Don't cry when you fall down." Ouyang Qingcheng thought Ye Yang was still desperate for face.
Ye Yang simply ignored her. Ouyang Qingcheng became more and more convinced that Ye Yang was guilty, and couldn't help but feel happier.
"You are not allowed to move here. Someone will naturally come up to challenge you soon." After Ouyang Qingcheng finished speaking, she stood up and flew to the judging table. Her elegant figure was like a person in a painting, which attracted cheers from the audience.
Ye Yang twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that Ouyang Qingcheng was a powerful and idol-like person, the beauty of the entire Jiu Ming Tianyuan, and he was really unlucky.
I couldn't help but think of that middle-aged man, and I became increasingly suspicious of whether this guy was deliberately trying to mess with me.
While he was thinking, Ye Yang was awakened by a cheer. A man flew onto the ring, and the cheers below were for him.
That man looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, but his cultivation had already reached the level of the Martial Emperor Ninth Level. He was indeed a rare genius.
"You are Ye Yang," the man said coldly with a hint of arrogance in his tone.
Looking at such a person makes him angry. Is a genius so great? Ye Yang said angrily, "You know you still ask, you are mentally ill?"
"Asshole, do you want to die? You actually dare to provoke the goddess of our heaven. You don't even urinate to reflect your own virtue. Are you worthy of it?" the man cursed.
"Let me tell you, my name is Qi Delong. You don't even know me as the first place in the freshman assessment. He is probably a self-funded student who just signed up for admission. Today I will let you know what fear is." Seeing Ye Yang
With an expression of disbelief on his face, Qi Delong smiled proudly.
Ye Yang was indeed a little shocked. He really couldn't believe that such a person could actually become the first among freshmen. Did he bribe the examiner?
Ye Yang asked with confusion on his face, "You are such an idiot, does your family know?"
Qi Delong was furious when he heard this, "Asshole, you have angered me. I will use my most gorgeous ultimate move to completely defeat you and make Miss Ouyang look at me with admiration."
After speaking, Qi Delong roared loudly, the sound shook the entire audience, and slowly formed seals with his hands, and a huge phantom of a tiger slowly appeared in the air.
Everyone in the audience was suddenly shocked. They felt that the tiger seemed to be alive and roared in mid-air.
"Haha, go to hell, kid, look at my white tiger..."
"Pa"
A slap hit him hard on the face, and he didn't even say the name of his combat skills. His whole body was like a meteor, hitting the audience.
"call out"
The huge force caused Qi Delong to crash directly from the front of the auditorium to the end of the auditorium. He was jumping around all the way, and countless colleges tried to avoid him.
"Bang"
Qi Delong hit the edge of the square, finally stopped flying, and stood up with five neatly arranged large handprints on his face, which was shocking to see.
He stood up and roared, "You bastard, you cheated, then someone took action before someone was ready, and you didn't even say hello before taking action, you bumpkin, you rude guy"
Speaking later, Qi Delong burst into tears of grievance. He originally wanted to show off his gorgeous skills in front of the goddess to impress her, but unfortunately it was stillborn, which made him extremely aggrieved.
Everyone present had a weird look on their face, and some were dumbfounded. This turn of events was so dramatic that no one expected it.
Ouyang Qingcheng immediately suppressed a smile. After all, Qi Delong was standing up for her, and it would be a shame to laugh, so he had to endure it extremely hard.
After finally holding back, a handsome and handsome man appeared in front of Ouyang Qingcheng and said, "This boy is not simple, let me teach him a lesson."
"Senior Wei Feng, isn't this good? He is just a king." Ouyang Qingcheng said a little embarrassed. She actually wanted to teach Ye Yang a lesson just to regain her face. In fact, she didn't hate Ye Yang in her heart.
She knew that this senior named Wei Feng had reached the half-step sect leader level, and he was cold-blooded. He never struck lightly or harshly, and he often suffered injuries.
"Don't worry, schoolgirl, I have my own sense of discretion." As he spoke, Ouyang Qingcheng flew out and landed directly on the ring before she could reply.
"You..." Ouyang Qingcheng just wanted to stop him, but it was already too late. He couldn't help but worry about Ye Yang, but he couldn't let go and stopped the competition.
As soon as the man came on the stage, the audience immediately burst into exclamations of exclamation. Apparently they didn't expect that he would actually come on the stage.
"No way, Wei Feng will come on stage."
"It's a bit bullying, he is a half-step sect leader."
"Hey, there's nothing left to do now. He's here and it's over."
Wei Feng looked at Ye Yang coldly and said, "I don't do anything lightly or harshly, so you have to be careful."
Before Ye Yang could speak, Jiuxuan's voice came, "It's another evil soul, why not harvest it?"
Ye Yang responded angrily, "You're not picky about food. You're only half a sect leader. Are you interested in this?"
Jiuxuan said awkwardly, "No matter how small a grasshopper is, it is still meat."
When Wei Feng saw that Ye Yang was not paying attention to him at all, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he punched Ye Yang.
Before he punched out again, he had already used the power of space to immobilize Ye Yang, making it impossible for Ye Yang to dodge. It was obvious that he wanted to kill Ye Yang and maim him with one punch.
Ye Yang frowned and asked Jiuxuan in his mind, "I don't understand, where does human evil come from? Why did he want to kill me when we first met?"
"That is the most essential desire in the human heart. After being guided out by special forces, people will become more and more greedy and evil."
"Then what guided it?" Ye Yang asked.
"Gongfa"
Ye Yang was startled, and an idea flashed in his mind, and he asked, "Is there something wrong with the exercises that some people practice?"
"Yes, but I can't tell you some specific things, otherwise I will have a headache. You can slowly find the answer."
The communication between Ye Yang and Jiuxuan in his mind lasted less than a blink of an eye. No matter what, there was no need to be merciful when facing someone who wanted to kill him.
Seeing the man attacking with a punch, Ye Yang did not dodge or dodge, but Ye Yang threw out a punch. Seeing such a scene, Ouyang Qingcheng immediately regretted that he should not have ruined Ye Yang with his momentary willfulness.
"Click"
A sound of broken bones and tendons spread throughout the entire venue, and many female students closed their eyes.
"Bang"
A figure was knocked off the stage.
The whole audience exclaimed loudly, and many people opened their mouths wide, with horror in their eyes, because they discovered that the person who flew out was actually Wei Feng, a half-step sect leader.
Even Ouyang Qingcheng was surprised. It turned out that Ye Yang was so powerful and couldn't believe it.
Wei Feng slowly got up from the ground. One of his arms had disappeared, leaving only some bone stubble on his shoulder.
Half of his body was dyed red with blood, and his eyes were full of horror. Among the people present, he was the only one who knew best how powerful Ye Yang's power was.
That kind of power is simply despairing. It is not human power at all, but more like the forbidden power of some ancient beast.
Glancing at Ye Yang on the stage, Wei Feng's eyes revealed a sense of unwillingness and endless resentment.
Ye Yang stood on the stage and looked at him coldly, "Those who kill will always be killed. Since you have the intention to kill me, you should think of the consequences. Now that you have only lost one of your arms, you have earned it."
Before Wei Feng could reply, a voice made the entire competition field tremble: "You are so cruel at a young age. Didn't your adults teach you what it means to treat others with leniency?"
Then the space fluctuated, and a figure appeared silently on the ring, staring at Ye Yang with a pair of cold eyes. (To be continued)