People's hearts are like this, it is difficult to be a person, and it is even more difficult to be a good person, just like Feng Ling, originally for the sake of the same disciple and brother, don't do your best, otherwise you may have to worry about your life.

However, even if Feng Ling really didn't want to hurt Pu Sheng's life, in the eyes of everyone, this was Feng Ling's deliberate handsomeness and deliberately done it for the top management of the academy to see.

In their opinion, Feng Ling's only purpose in doing this is to be recognized by the top management of the academy, thinking that Feng Ling has a good character and a tolerant and generous mind, and such disciples should be focused on cultivating and being accepted as personal disciples.

Suddenly, the wind on the battle platform was fierce, and Pu Sheng's sword instantly reached Feng Ling's face, and then Feng Ling's sword was also slashed out.

A dragon roar, like a dragon going to sea, dominates the world, shocks all things, and shakes the nine heavens and ten earths.

Rumble!

High in the air of the Fengling long sword, a spiritual aura dragon phantom rushed forward and collided with Pu Sheng's long sword.

Suddenly, the sword qi spread to both sides, the momentum was mighty, and the battle platform chattered, as if there were cracks.

"Ah...... I'm Cao!"

"Get out of the way!"

"It's terrifying, how can there be a dragon phantom, what kind of exercise is this?"

"Is this sorcery?"

......

Everyone talked about it, and the sword qi caused by the collision of the two formed a hurricane, which hit the people on both sides, and suddenly, the warrior who was bombarded by the hurricane couldn't support it and was blown up, smashed into the distance, and was injured.

Those who were not affected ran far away, standing in the distance and staring intently at the battle platform, they wanted to see who had won.

There is no doubt who wins and who loses, this trick can be known.

On the battle platform, the young man in white held his head high, with a little blood at the corner of his mouth, while the man opposite knelt on one knee on the stage, holding a Duan sword in his right hand, covering his chest with his left hand, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Ahem...... You!"

The person who knelt on one knee on the ground was Pu Sheng, who looked at Feng Ling with resentful eyes at this time, pointed at the latter, couldn't speak, and coughed up a mouthful of blood again.

Everyone looked intently at the white-clothed young man on the battle platform, everyone on the scene, including the high-level of the academy on the high platform, his mouth was slightly open at this moment, and there was a deathly silence!

Is this still a person, the two of them are fighting, the destructive power is extremely strong, and there are small cracks in the battle platform, which are made of granite.

"I ......"

"Why, is this the power of demonic arts? Kamo was defeated, and this is the only sword!"

"It's still a cross-border battle, cow!"

"It's so handsome, it's so handsome!"

......

The silence of the scene was suddenly broken, and a noise sounded, and everyone was venting their excitement and shock just now, and they didn't believe in the outcome of this battle, completely subverting their conjectures.

There were even some female disciples, whose eyes were full of peach blossoms at this time, let out an obsessive exclamation, which made the surrounding male disciples a little confused, and made the surrounding female disciples goosebumps.

"This guy is really perverted!" Teacher Zixuan looked at the battle platform dumbfounded, and after a while, Fang took a deep breath and said with a wry smile.

Teacher Zixuan, as Feng Ling's teacher, is becoming less and less aware of Feng Ling, this guy who has always been narcissistic and improper, his strength is really strong, and he can't be measured by the realm of cultivation at all.

Teacher Zixuan never thought that this young man who had not been in the academy for a long time, less than fifteen years old, was actually so strong that he was embarrassed, and defeated the old disciple Pu Sheng, a genius figure, I am afraid that he will have to walk with his head down from now on.

On the side, Yi Chengcheng and Feng Yanran were already happy, jumping and jumping there, excited.

"Hehe, I'll just say, Brother Ling will be fine!"

"Well, this beauty has always believed in Xiao Lingzi, where he is, there are always miracles happening, it's so exciting, hehe!"

"Hey, who was there just now, anxious as if the little daughter-in-law was afraid that her husband would be hurt, you are not his person yet!"

"Little girl, what are you talking nonsense, be careful that this beauty hits you, hum, I hate it!"

"Ahem......"

Feng Yanran and Yi Chengcheng were like crazy, attracting strange looks from the people around them, Teacher Zixuan really couldn't stand it anymore, so she coughed twice and pulled the two of them back from their excitement.

Immediately, the two quieted down, and stood very shyly next to Teacher Zixuan, with an intoxicating shy crimson on their faces, and then looked at the figure on the high platform.

At this moment, Feng Ling was like an emperor, kneeling on one knee on the battle platform, and he could only look up.

Feng Ling put away his long sword, glanced at Pu Sheng lightly, and said indifferently: "Vulnerable!"

Immediately, Feng Ling turned around and slowly walked towards the ground, looking at Yi Chengcheng and the others, a faint smile gradually appeared on his indifferent face.

The scene was chaotic, staring at Feng Ling, Feng Ling's performance today was too outstanding, some people thought about some of their previous thoughts, and felt that they had spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Now it seems that Feng Ling was right not to launch an attack with all his strength, and it is worthy of everyone's praise and learning, if he didn't regain his strength at the moment of bombardment, at this moment, Pu Sheng may have died of anger.

"Hee-hee!" Yi Qingcheng looked at Feng Ling and couldn't help laughing, cute and happy.

"Ah...... Xiao Lingzi, be careful!" Feng Yanran suddenly shouted loudly.

Behind Feng Ling, Pu Sheng raised his long sword and rose into the air, heading towards Feng Ling.

"Little bastard, die!"

Feng Ling heard Feng Yanran's shout, and hurriedly turned around, and the long sword blocked forward.

Boom!

The force of Pu Sheng's slash was too fierce, Feng Ling was completely defenseless, and he resisted indiscriminately between the lightning and flint, and was pressed and knelt on one knee on the battle platform, and the battle platform made a clicking sound.

"Gamo, what are you doing, stop!"

On the high platform, the strong man who presided over this conference shouted.

"Ah......h

As soon as Gamu's body turned, a sword stabbed at Feng Ling's chest again, this time Gamo was defeated, and he was simply embarrassed, and he couldn't accept it at all, who had always been proud.

"You dare!"

Looking at this fatal sword, under the battle platform, a strong man rose into the air, shouted, and wanted to be down, but it seemed to be too late, this sword was too fast, and he couldn't stop it at all.

"Brother Ling!"

Yi Chengcheng and Feng Yanran were so anxious that they closed their eyes, not daring to see the bloody scene of Feng Ling being killed.

"This ......"

The scene was silent, Yi Chengcheng and Feng Yanran slowly opened their eyes, only to see that at this time, Feng Ling was lying on the ground on the high platform, grabbing one of Kamyu's hands with both hands, and the latter was held high in the air by him.

The long sword in Pu Sheng's hand had already fallen on the edge of the battle platform, and Pu Sheng's face was hideous, his eyes widened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his body trembled.

"You, let it go...... Let go of me!"

At this time, the strong man who had just jumped onto the battle platform stood not far from the side of the two, his mouth open, and he looked at the two of them with a shocked expression.