The sharp palm knife pierced the air and the violent air waves rolled crazily, landing directly on Zhang Peng's chest.
With a bang, Zhang Peng felt a pain in his chest, and an extremely violent force poured into his body. In an instant, his bones were broken, and he flew backwards, blood spurting out of his mouth.
With one move, Zhang Peng was defeated!
Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone in the south courtyard became extremely ugly.
On the other hand, everyone in the North Campus was a little excited.
Zhang Peng, that person is ranked 37th on the Holy List. How terrifying is his combat power?
But now, this person ranked 37th on the Saint List was defeated by Wang Fan with an ordinary palm strike even though he displayed powerful martial arts.
In comparison, Zhang Peng, the so-called genius, seems a bit ridiculous.
Wang Fan withdrew his palm sword and stood in the air. A look of disdain spread out from him, which was unparalleled.
He looked down at Zhang Peng who had fallen to the ground in a state of disgrace, and said calmly, "The thirty-seventh on the Holy List, the genius of the South Academy, does he only have this little strength?"
Arrogant words flowed out of his mouth, and the entire space fell into dead silence.
After everyone in the Beiyuan came back to their senses, their expressions were even more excited. Their faces were all red from suppressing their emotions, and they just felt proud and elated.
Their North Campus has been bullied by the other three colleges for too long, and they can no longer hold their head high in this Yunqing Academy.
Especially when facing the proud and arrogant genius of the South Campus, he almost had to walk around, otherwise he would be humiliated.
But today, Wang Fan's appearance gave them a bad breath. How could they not be happy?
On the other hand, Luo Chong and his group from the South Campus looked a bit ugly.
Especially Luo Chong. Although he had already thought that Zhang Peng would probably not be Wang Fan's opponent, he never expected that Zhang Peng would be defeated so quickly and completely.
This is simply crushing.
This made him who wanted to see Wang Fan's strength through Zhang Peng failed to achieve his goal.
After all, Wang Fan just struck and defeated Zhang Peng without even using any martial arts skills. Who knows how much strength Wang Fan actually used?
"Hmph, you can defeat thirty-two geniuses, so you are certainly capable. What's there to be proud of in defeating Zhang Peng?"
"What's more, you just won one game, so it's too arrogant to be so arrogant."
"I, Yunxuan, would also like to learn your clever tricks."
There was a cold shout, and another person walked out from behind Luo Chong.
This man was dressed in white clothes, with flowing sleeves. He looked like a young master with extraordinary talents.
His face is extremely handsome, and his face is like a crown jewel.
However, the aura on his body was much sharper than that of Zhang Peng before. That fierce aura was like a peerless sword, extremely sharp.
"Senior Brother Wang Fan, his name is Yunxuan. He is the thirteenth ranked Saint Pang and is a powerful swordsman."
"His attainments in swordsmanship are extremely terrifying. It is said that whenever his sword is drawn, it will be stained with blood."
When the people in the North Courtyard saw this man walking out, the excitement on their faces subsided slightly, and one person quickly introduced him to Wang Fan.
Now Wang Fan is their hope, and they naturally want Wang Fan to win, to be both honored and humiliated.
Wang Fan's expression remained unchanged, he smiled and nodded. He looked at Yun Xuan and said, "Senior brother, you are joking. With brothers like you here, how can I dare to be arrogant and arrogant?"
"You are all geniuses who have been practicing in the Academy for one or more years, but I have just entered the Academy."
"Now that I can luckily beat Senior Brother Zhang Peng, I am naturally a little proud, so please forgive me. But please rest assured, Senior Brother, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future."
Wang Fan had a smile on his face, but his soft voice was like a slap in the face, hitting Luo Chong and his group on the face hard, making their faces even more ugly.
Previously, Yun Xuan used Wang Fan's defeat of thirty-two geniuses as an excuse and said that Wang Fan's defeat of Zhang Peng, the thirty-seventh person in the Saint Pang Auction, was not worthy of pride.
But now, Wang Fan directly responded with the length of time in the palace.
According to common sense, it is impossible for new students to beat old students. This is an iron rule, let alone those old students who are on the holy list.
But now, Wang Fan not only defeated Laosheng, but also defeated a ruthless person like Zhang Peng, and defeated him with a crushing attitude.
It can be said that such a terrifying new student has never appeared in Yunqing Academy since its establishment.
Yun Xuan's face was also extremely ugly. He clenched his fists tightly, and the spiritual energy in his body couldn't help but rage. He gritted his teeth and said, "Now I, Yun Xuan, challenge you, do you dare to accept the challenge?"
At this moment, there is no point in talking nonsense. If you want to regain your face, you can only defeat Wang Fan.
Wang Fan glanced at Yun Xuan lightly, then looked at Luo Chong and his group not far away, and slowly shook his head.
"What, you don't dare?" Yun Xuan sneered, "If you don't dare, then just admit defeat and say directly that you are not as talented as our Southern Academy genius, and we will take a detour when we meet in the future."
Wang Fan sighed and shook his head again, "No, you are wrong. It's not that I don't dare, but that it's too troublesome."
He pointed at Luo Chong and his group, "Look, there are still fourteen of you in total. If you come to challenge me one by one, how long will it take? Wouldn't it be a waste of time?"
"Everyone's time is very important. There is no need to waste it. In my opinion, you should go together to save time."
After Wang Fan finished speaking, not only the people in the South Courtyard were stunned, but also the people in the North Courtyard were stunned.
Come on, this is too arrogant, isn't it?
Wang Fan actually wants Luo Chong and his party to come together. Is he so arrogant?
Even if the pervert Liu Chaoran, who is number one on the holy list, comes, he probably won't dare to fight Luo Chong and the other fourteen people alone, right?
With Wang Fan's words, he simply didn't regard Luo Chong and his group as human beings.
And judging by his tone, even if each of these people succeeds, they will definitely be defeated. This is simply unbearable.
"Arrogant!" Yun Xuan was already extremely angry. He burst out with two words in his mouth. No longer lazy to talk nonsense, he flashed his body and killed Wang Fan.
He wanted to see why Wang Fan was so arrogant.
Yunxuan is ranked thirteenth on the Saint List, and his combat power is naturally not comparable to that of Zhang Peng.
If he were to fight Zhang Peng, he would have absolute confidence to crush him.
After all, the Holy List is a ranking of the strong ones under the Emperor Realm. The fifty people who can be ranked on the Holy List are all monsters at the peak of the ninth level of the Holy Realm.
In this case, it is extremely difficult to advance one position.
Compared with Zhang Peng's 37th place, Yun Xuan's thirteenth place is more than one rank higher, and his combat effectiveness is not only twice as powerful?
Yun Xuan rushed towards Wang Fan crazily, and as his figure flickered, lavender halos emerged from his body.
The lavender halo is like a purple halo, surrounding the whole body. The most terrifying thing is that the lavender light is extremely sharp.
It was like an indestructible sharp blade, making a hissing sound in the air, as if it was about to split the air.
His whole body was bathed in a lavender halo. As he approached Wang Fan, he raised his right hand into a fist, gathering a terrifying aura, and immediately struck it down with a palm.
The lavender palm prints swept through the space, and the space made a bang-bang explosion sound, as if it was about to be split and destroy everything.
The violent killing force dispersed, and in just a moment, the palm print had already landed in front of Wang Fan.
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