In the academy, Yang Zhe felt the strange and surprised gaze before, and the students stopped and looked at him all the way, unspeakably weird.

Yang Zhe was inexplicable, he didn't know what was going on, and he went all the way back to the villa by the lake in the Red Rose dormitory.

Something unexpected happened while eating in the cafeteria at noon, which just explained the strange behavior of the students this morning.

"You still have the face to come back, a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death, a bastard who steals his life."

Yang Zhe was sitting in the dining hall eating food, there was an empty area around him, and he didn't want to have anything to do with him, a group of boys in first-grade uniforms surrounded him, led by a fat man, slapping the table hard and shouting, gathering all the eyes around him.

Yang Zhe wore a black hat, stopped his chopsticks and looked up, trying to suppress his anger and keep restraint, he didn't know this person who insulted him at all, and he didn't know what he was angry about.

"It's a good pretend, let's look at this man, he once left his teammates and ran away alone, and his teammates all died."

"What are you talking about?"

Yang Zhe sat on the chair, listened carefully to the other party's words, and when the other party said that he had escaped, the anger in his heart rose sharply, and he directly grabbed the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at the other party and said viciously.

"Do you want me to find out? Mo Ming, Tie Zhuang, Reis, and Miss MiG are all dead, but you survived, you were the weakest one at that time, don't tell you that you survived by strength, until their funeral, you hid outside and didn't dare to come back. ”

Not to be outdone, the fat man shouted, slapped his hands on the table, and spilled the soup on it.

"If you insult me for the death of a classmate, I understand that what you have heard is only a few words and not a complete story. I apologize for not attending their funeral. ”

Yang Zhe finally figured out what was going on, let out a sullen breath, restrained his anger, pulled out the paper towel he had brought in his pocket and prepared to clean up the table, he had been spending several days in the battle for Fengcheng, and no one informed him, so he missed it.

"You pretended to be so disgusting, and the righteous and awe-inspiring appearance made me want to vomit, if you kneel down today and admit your mistake and beg for mercy, and then get out of the military academy, I will spare your life."

The fat man grabbed Yang Zhe's collar with his right hand, raised it and threatened with his eyes.

"Let go, you're insulting me, don't blame me for being rude." Yang Zhe grabbed his arm and pressed it down, warning him.

"I want to see you, why are you being rude to me."

The fat man was enraged, and his other hand hit Yang Zhe in the face, but Yang Zhe dodged and hit the black hat, which was thrown out and fell to the ground.

"Haha, I didn't expect to be so young, with a bald head hidden on top of a handsome face."

"It's really bald, haha."

"My stomach hurts so much, who will save me."

When the people around saw it, they laughed at the same time, and coaxed, with a smile on their faces that could not be hidden.

Yang Zhe's face suddenly turned cold, his right hand grabbed the opponent's wrist and pulled it back violently, the fat man's body fell heavily on the table, the wooden table was torn apart, this was not the end, he kicked hard with his foot, the opponent's arm was bent and deformed, and the bones inside had been cracked.

"My hand," the fat guy groaned in pain as he rolled over the plank, his right hand covering his left arm.

"Do it!"

The male students in black uniforms surrounding the first-grade all shouted, and rushed over with fists, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Yang Zhe kicked a student who rushed up first in the abdomen with a positive kick, the opponent's back smashed on the table and fell to the ground, and immediately turned around and kicked down another student who wanted to sneak attack, kicking him and knocking him down on the student behind him, directly falling into a piece, jumping up with both feet open in the air, kicking two more people away, and the scene quieted down.

In a short period of time, the four students who were the strongest on behalf of the troublemakers were all injured and fell to the ground, and the rest swallowed their saliva and unconsciously retreated, not daring to step forward easily.

"Come on, didn't you say let me kneel?"

Yang Zhe turned around vigilantly and said, at this time, he was surrounded in the middle, and the hall was already full of people, but no one planned to help him.

"Don't be afraid, he's just alone, fighting for the glory of the academy."

A well-mannered student in the crowd who wore glasses jumped on a table to boost morale and shouted loudly, quite sacrificing his life for righteousness.

"Who has ...... in life since ancient times" Before a male student finished speaking, he was knocked to the ground by Yang Zhe with a punch.

"Isn't it just fighting? It's like you're going to war. ”

Yang Zhe said disdainfully, he already had the consciousness of picking a hundred people.

The riot in the cafeteria had already reached the ears of the principal, and at this time, the principal was sitting in front of the screen with the robot brother, observing Yang Zhe's every move.

"When did this kid become so strong, he didn't activate the killing core, and he instantly solved the strongest 4 people with his own strength."

The headmaster said in surprise, looking at the robot brother.

"You think the old guard's bloodline is a joke, there is no one in the first year who can confront him head-on."

Big Brother Robot said, answering the principal's confusion.

The fighting continued in the cafeteria, and a student was kicked out of the inside and hit the glass window in the back, leaving him unable to move on the grass outside with the broken glass.

There were already more than a dozen people lying on the ground, but the crowd of people who were beating still did not decrease and dispersed, and the morale was high one by one, and Yang Zhe began to gradually struggle.

A quick punch hit the opponent in the face, and then retracted, basically one punch, the students in front of him fell backwards one by one, and the people behind made up for it, the more and more he hit, the circle around him became smaller and smaller, and he was punched a few times by the person behind him, and quickly elbowed him backwards, hitting the opponent in the face, and the student instantly fell to the ground and passed out.

Sweat was swaying, not a punch was reserved, and he tried his best to hit it out to ensure that the other party couldn't stand up.

The tables and chairs were beaten to pieces, and the male students watching outside poured in one by one, which made Yang Zhe a lot of difficulty.

"Come on, he's dying, this is a man-to-man showdown, you have to be a coward for a lifetime, or a real man for a second."

The polite man with glasses stood on an intact table in the distance again, and began to shout heartbreakingly, and the crowd around him was in a commotion, and he also saw that Yang Zhe was physically exhausted, and it was a matter of time before he was put down by the crowd.

"Kill him." The crowd became enraged and began to shout one by one.

The situation had deteriorated and was completely out of control, and the enchanted students, blinded by anger, and with hideous faces one by one, began to kill without scruples.

A student with a genetic grade C on the other side came up with a flying kick head-on, hitting Yang Zhe with his thigh knee on the stomach, and then hitting Yang Zhe in the head with his elbow with his right arm from top to bottom, still being defended.

Yang Zhe received a heavy blow to the stomach, and before he had time to feel the pain, his right hand quickly grabbed the elbow that hit the top of his head, stopping the opponent's attack.

Then his right thigh was raised violently, and he hit the opponent's abdomen with his right thigh knee.

"Sleep Kill!"

Yang Zhe shouted, jumped up and lay on his side with his feet off the ground, and quickly clasped the neck of a student next to him with his two arms.

"Sleep Kill!"

Yang Zhe jumped up again, grabbed another student's neck, and landed heavily on the floor again, causing the dust on the floor to fly.

"Sleep Kill!"

In the screen, Yang Zhe grabbed a student's neck, and the two of them smashed on the floor, jumped up intact, and used a unified trick, the person standing could not defend at all, and was pulled down in the blink of an eye, and his body was smashed to the ground head-on.

"Where did he learn it, my God, the military academy doesn't teach hand-to-hand wrestling nirvana."

The headmaster's mouth was wide open, still in shock.

"I stole it from Peter, Peter and the emerald green humanoid zerg successfully used this trick when they were fighting alone in the Aos Mountains."

The robot brother was also taken aback, he told the younger brother at the time, to watch carefully, after all, the two B-level powerhouses are very rare, I didn't expect him to really take it seriously, and he also learned this trick of Peter, but unfortunately the little brother is not in good health, otherwise this trick will not be stunned, but a broken neck.

In the cafeteria, Yang Zhe jumped up like a carp, grabbed a student's neck, and two people smashed on the floor, at this time there were not many people left, and other male students who rushed in to help outside saw a bunch of people who were knocked to the ground, and silently retreated.

The polite man wearing glasses, cold sweat on his forehead, his feet collapsed weakly in the chair, he tried to stand up, but looking at the approaching master, he was frightened, and he was the only one standing at this time.

"You just called it very happy, I was touched by you."

Yang Zhe's clothes were soaked, he was sweating profusely, his hair was dripping with sweat, and the blood on his forehead slid down to his cheeks, and he walked straight over with murderous energy.

"What's the matter, you heard it wrong, I just saw that you were invincible in all directions, and I was shocked, and I saw that you were not a traitor."

The polite man with glasses is still dying.

"What do you think of my fist?"

Yang Zhe stood in front of him, raised his fist in front of him, looked at it, and said in response to the question.

"Very strong, very powerful."

The man with glasses swallowed his saliva, cold sweat ran down his forehead and cheeks, and answered honestly.

"Don't you think he's gentle?" Yang Zhe turned his head to look at him and said.

"Yes, yes, very gentle."

The man with glasses saw that he could get up and turn around, and felt that he had a glimmer of life, so he hurriedly said happily.

"Then I won't hit you."

"Thank you!" The man with glasses was ecstatic in his heart and couldn't help but say.

"No thanks, just give you a gentle beating," Yang Zhe suddenly changed his face and waved his fist.

"Ahh

The man with glasses shouted for a moment, and then saw a big fist pounce on his face, the glasses immediately shattered, the lenses shattered to the ground, and the frame was deformed and hung on his face.

"Doesn't look like he's gentle!"

Yang Zhe punched himself and muttered to himself, seeing that he was knocked unconscious, he let him go for the time being.

"Yes, yes, you shouldn't have a club to play for, are you willing to play for the royal family?"

Suddenly a person of his age walked into the hall, dressed in a black uniform, with a golden rose on his shoulder, and a handsome and temperamental face.

"You're a royalist?"

Yang Zhe turned around and asked uncertainly.

"No, we are the aristocratic faction, the latest royalty." The boy explained unhurriedly.

"I'll think about it!"

Yang Zhe was perfunctory, upset about the adult allegiance ceremony that was about to arrive recently.