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Zhang Feike looked at everyone and hesitated.

If you win Ren Yun, everyone will be happy, maybe even the place of graduate school will fall on your head, but if you lose...... With Ren Yun's stinky temper, it's not just a matter of one hand.

Zhang Feike looked at Ren Yun's calm face, his brows furrowed.

Ren Ran raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was tired, he took a breath, forcibly swallowed the blood that poured up his throat, and said weakly: "Count ......"

Ren Yun turned his head suddenly, and looked at Ren Ran with his eyes like electricity.

Ren Ran was looked at by him, and he didn't say a word when it came to his mouth.

Qingyun watched silently and didn't say a word.

Zhang Feike looked at Ren Yun's expression as if he was picking prey, and finally couldn't hold back and said sharply: "Ren Yun, don't think I'm really afraid of you! I may not be as good as you when it comes to winning or losing, but I have to divide life and death...... Hmph, it's a big deal that both sides will lose and die together!"

Ren Yun said lightly: "Then divide life and death, come!"

Zhang Fei was furious, his eyes rolled and said, "There are so many of us, you are really so sure?"

Ren Ran silently took a step forward and stood behind Ren Yun, his expression was resolute, and his face was indeed pale and terrifying.

Ren Yun tilted his head, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "There is no need for this, sit down and breathe." ”

Ren Ran stood stubbornly, and said with a hard breath: "I can't embarrass my father anymore, I can only live standing and not die on my knees!"

Ren Yun frowned slightly when he looked at his expression, sighed softly and said in a low voice, "Stand behind me." ”

Zhang Feike looked at Ren Ran's appearance of not retreating, and was secretly happy in his heart, multiple oil bottles would be easier to deal with.

Zhang Feike said contemptuously: "It's okay like this, the province says that we are bullying you alone." ”

Ren Yun raised his sword, pointed at Zhang Feike, and said loudly: Come to fight!"

Zhang Feike glanced at the person next to him, and someone ran to the back not far away and took a few backpacks of different lengths and sizes.

After each person received his own bag, he took out the contents of the bag, which were all kinds of weapons.

Swords, knives, machetes.

Zhang Feike held the sword in his hand again, stretched out two fingers with his left hand, and slowly stroked the sword behind him and flicked his fingers.

The sword made a crisp thud.

Ren Ran blurted out: "Good sword!"

Everyone looked at each other in a strange way.

Ren Ran was also stunned after saying this, his mind was very confused, he didn't understand why he suddenly said these two words, and he was not prepared at all.

Zhang Feike sneered: "You are so humorous, and you are still in the mood to joke?"

Ren Ran glanced at Ren Yun with some apologies and lowered his head.

Ren Yun didn't say anything, as if he hadn't heard it, he took a big step forward and twisted his wrist, the tip of the sword pointed at a person holding a knife, and the whole person rushed over in an instant after a slap with his right foot.

That person deserved to be a middle third grade, and his reaction couldn't be said to be unhappy, and after seeing Ren Yun stomping on the ground with his foot, he raised his knife to block.

However, Ren Yun was faster, and before that person raised the knife to his chest, Ren Ran's sword had already appeared in front of his eyes.

The man's eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils shone with the tip of the sword.

If Ren Yun wanted to kill him, he only had to straighten his hand, and the slender sword would directly penetrate that person's throat.

Zhang Feike and the people next to him wanted to rescue too late, so he could only roar: "Stop..."

"Sneak attack!"

"Murder in the academy, there are no school discipline and school rules!"

……

Even Qingyun, who was out of the way, couldn't help but shout: "Don't." ”

I don't know if Qingyun's shout played a role or if Ren Yun didn't intend to kill him in the first place, I saw his wrist shake, and the tip of the sword crossed to the left.

In the flash of lightning, the thin sword brushed the man's fingers, and blood shot out.

Two fingers fell to the ground, and Ren Yun took a step back.

The man looked down at his fingers on the ground, his expression a little glazed, and only after two seconds did he scream: "Ah! my hand, my hand!"

With a clang, the big knife fell to the ground, and the man fell to his knees in pain with his hands covered, wailing incessantly.

Zhang Fei was furious and said: "Ren Yun, you are so ruthless! It is better to break his fingers than to abolish his cultivation! How can you let him hold the knife in the future?!"

Ren Yun said lightly: "Only the eight-rank realm can abolish people to cultivate, and I can't do it yet." ”

Then he looked at the man kneeling on the ground: "Pick it up and wash it to see if you can still pick it up." ”

As soon as the man who was crying and screaming in pain heard this, he immediately picked up the two fingers on the ground, didn't even need a knife, and stumbled in the direction of the school gate with his chest in his hand.

Ren Yun no longer looked at him, looked at Zhang Feike and the others, and glanced at them one by one.

Everyone who was targeted by him subconsciously avoided his gaze, and some people quietly took a small step back.

Zhang Feike said angrily: "Brothers, let's go together!"

As he spoke, he took the lead in holding a long sword and rushed towards Ren Yun.

Ren Yunyi was not afraid, and raised his sword to meet the attack.

Zhang Feike slashed down with a sword, and there was a slight fluctuation of air flow in the air, and Ren Yun dodged sideways and swept with his sword.

Zhang Feike jumped high immediately after his sword missed, and after twisting his body, the tip of the sword pointed downward, pointing directly at Ren Yun.

Ren Yun quickly raised his hand and blocked with his sword.

Ren Ran watched the two of them go back and forth with their swords, stopping the sound of gold and stone striking each other in his ears, and suddenly felt very tired.

Qingyun's eyes saw Ren Ran's swaying body, and when he was about to walk over to ask, he suddenly saw someone walking towards Ren Ran, and Ren Ran looked at the two people who were fighting unconsciously.

Qingyun scolded in a coquettish voice: "What are you doing?" Ren Ran, go away!"

As soon as the words fell, Ren Ran flew out and fell heavily on the ground, shaking up countless dust.

Qingyun was a little anxious, and when he was about to run over, he heard Ren Yun let out a muffled snort and then turned out diagonally, half-kneeling to the ground.

There was blood on the ground.

The arm of the black trench coat was wet.

Zhang Feike laughed, raised his sword and pointed at Ren Yun and said loudly: "Ren Yun, but that's it, since you can escort graduate students, then I have no problem." ”

Ren Yun raised his head slightly and looked at Zhang Feike, and then looked at the person who injured Ren Ran and ran back to ask for credit.

"Brother Ke, how is it?"

"Hahaha, well done!"

"Brother Ke is clever!"

"Genius!"

……

Qingyun walked a few steps quickly, stood beside Ren Yun and whispered a little overwhelmed, "I'm sorry." ”

Ren Yun slowly stood up, looked at Qingyun and asked lightly, "Why, what does it have to do with you?"

Qingyun's expression froze, and he didn't know how to answer.

Ren Yun lifted his long sword, ignored anyone, walked towards Ren Ran, squatted down beside him, grabbed his wrist to take his pulse, and completely ignored that the wound on his arm was still bleeding.

Although Qingyun was a little annoyed in his heart and resented Ren Yun's ruthlessness, he still walked over and reminded: "It's still bleeding, bandage it first." ”

Ren Yun put Ren Ran's hand down and stood up, turned his head and glanced at the wound on his hand, then was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you." ”

Qingyun smiled faintly, and just as he was about to take out a handkerchief and give it to Ren Yun, he heard a stabbing sound.

Ren Ran privately took a strip of cloth directly from the windbreaker.

I saw him stick his long sword on the ground, bite one end of the strip of cloth in his mouth, and grasp the other end with the other hand, and wrap it skillfully.

Qingyun quietly withdrew his hand from his pocket with some embarrassment.