"I win?

Ling Zhi looked at Lu Fengxian, his dark pupils filled with endless killing intent.

"Then, you can go!" Lu Fengxian's expression was indifferent, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing to eat and drink.

"You can go!" was an ordinary sentence, but after hearing this, the crowd stared at Lu Fengxian deeply.

The head of the miscellaneous family is so domineering. Others fought to the death, before life and death were separated, he actually let the other party go directly, and at this time, the two were still on the sacred platform.

In the entire Holy Courtyard, who dares to speak like him?

But the Miscellaneous Sect Master said so, and what was even more surprising was that none of the other Sect Masters at the viewing table stood up against it.

What does it mean to be domineering?

It's called domineering!

When your strength reaches a height that ordinary people can't reach, any rules, iron laws, are all jokes.

And Lu Fengxian, the head of the miscellaneous family, obviously has this qualification.

"You're letting me go?"

Ling Zhi sneered again and again, and endless sarcasm appeared in his eyes, "What are you?

"Huh!"

Lu Fengxian smiled lightly and slowly stood up from his position, still with a plain face without sadness and joy, but his eyes were already extremely cold, "What am I, ○, you will know immediately, but now, if I let you go, you have to go, otherwise, you will never go!"

Threat!

**Naked threats!

What does it mean to never leave? Naturally, only the dead will never be able to leave.

After hearing this, the crowd once again felt the domineering of the Miscellaneous Sect Master, and their eyes at Ling Zhi also became playful.

Ling Zhi clenched his fists, his gaze slowly swept towards the other sect masters on the viewing table, but he saw that everyone was like a dead person, as if he couldn't understand Lu Fengxian's words at all, and finally looked at Fu Disheng.

As the dean of the Holy Academy, Fu Disheng did not deliberately pretend to be dead, but after feeling his gaze, he returned a gentle smile. Immediately, I heard him say lightly: "They are all students of the Holy Academy, since the victory and defeat have been divided, why don't you stop today's competition?"

When he saw Master Fu stand up, Ling Zhi still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but when he heard his words of harmony, Ling Zhi only felt an inexplicable sadness.

It was a great sense of resentment and humiliation. What kind of bullshit is the iron law of heaven, to put it bluntly, this is the world of martial arts, and in the end, you still have to speak with strength.

The Miscellaneous Sect Master is strong, so he can threaten and knead himself casually, and even if he occupies all the truth, he can only endure it because of his weak strength.

Everyone understands the truth, but the resentment and grievance in his chest can't be dissipated.

"I cultivate the way of martial arts and the way of heaven, and compete with the sky, although I can survive by retreating today, but I leave a gap in my heart, how can I talk about the road of attacking the strong in the future? If I retreat, on the surface, it is forced by the situation, and it is a wise move, but in fact it is just a ridiculous excuse, and it is just a villain behavior who is afraid of power and bullying the weak and afraid of the hard!"

Ling Zhi's eyes gradually became clear, there were firmness, determination, and even a few heroes who were gone and never returned.

"Ling Zhi, don't retreat!" In front of the countless crowds under the high platform, Ling Zhi shouted out his true heart, and at the same time let himself embark on a road of no return.

Mo said that Lu Fengxian's face turned pale after hearing this, and Fu Disheng also showed a hint of surprise, "Ling Zhi, what did you just say?"

"Ling Zhi, don't retreat!"

Repeating it again, Ling Zhidun felt the blood burning in his chest, as if he had waved off some kind of thousand-year-old shackles, and the whole person became exquisitely transparent, "Since it is a battle of life and death, before life and death are separated, why should I retreat?"

"You dare!"

Lu Fengxian roared sharply, and the terrifying coercion instantly descended on Ling Zhi.

However, under the impact of this powerful momentum, Ling Zhi did not have the slightest expression.

Turning around, his gaze locked on the body of the proud horse, a fist raised high......

"I want you dead!"

Lu Fengxian's heart was broken, his figure flashed, and he wanted to rush towards the stage, at this moment, he no longer planned to even have the last layer of face.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, an arm was on his shoulder, but Master Fu came to the side at some point and looked at him shaking his head slightly.

"Master Fu, are you going to stop me?" Lu Fengxian's eyes stared, if there were all the masters in the audience, who else was he afraid of, then this dean, who was usually calm and good at dancing and writing, was definitely one.

"Feng Xian, don't be impatient, haven't you noticed that there is something wrong with the atmosphere on the field?" Fu Shi said lightly.

"What's wrong? Let go...... Huh?"

Lu Fengxian didn't finish his sentence, the exposed emotions instantly cooled down, and immediately, a pair of deep eyes looked straight towards the stage.

The atmosphere is really wrong.

At this moment, on the high wind and cloud platform, there is no wind, but it is full of a strong and unyielding iron will.

Previously, Ling Zhi was secretly used by Lu Fengxian to prevent him from being a killer, and even was threatened by a strong force in the end.

Everyone only felt a burst of happiness, and at the same time, they admired the domineering arrogance of the miscellaneous family.

However, these words fell into the heart of Ao Bama, but he was not half proud, not only did he not have pride, but he brought him a burst of inexplicable humiliation and pain.

He is a genius of the Holy Academy, a top ten master, and his cultivation in both realms is far superior to Ling Zhi, and he belongs to his peers.

However, now, after a life-and-death struggle, it is up to the elders to come forward, and in the end, they can survive in secret.

How can this kind of result be acceptable in the eyes of the proud Ao Bama?

Is he really that wasteful?

Could it be that all the efforts and struggles in the past have been in vain?

In the endless pain, scenes of the past unconsciously floated in front of me.

Under the scorching sun, on a wide practice ground, a group of children only seven or eight years old gathered together to do all kinds of childish and innocent children's games.

On the other hand, there is an exceptionally thin little boy with a childish face, who is under the scorching sun, practicing a set of the most basic ancient boxing methods in the center of the training ground.

"Smack!"

A whip slammed down on his back, taking away a piece of flesh and blood, and next to the little boy was a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance.

"Waste, you should move up another three inches with the punch just now!"

With tears in his eyes, the little boy cried and scolded the middle-aged man: "Father, why are they all playing, but I have to be so miserable?"

"Because they are born noble, and they are born to be better than your life! Because if you don't work hard, you won't be able to step into the Xuanwu realm before the age of twelve, and our proud family will be finished......"

......

Spring goes to autumn, it's summer again, it's a scorching day again, and it's still on the wide practice ground.

A young man, standing tall like a green pine, stands proudly in the center of the square.

At his feet, there were young men and women lying on the ground, each with a blue nose and swollen face, each pale with a deep fear in his eyes.

"Okay, hahaha, it is worthy of being the genius of the Ao family, he is less than twelve years old, he has already advanced to the first level of the Xuanwu Realm, and his combat power is several times that of his peers, I have very little heart, even so, you Ao family, just stay in the imperial city and live!"

The man in a brocade suit looked at the scene on the field and laughed, and next to the man, he was accompanied by the young man's father, with a respectful and flattering smile.

......

In the bedroom, the father had a lazy face and took the young man's hand, "Son, dad can't do it, I didn't expect those people to be so despicable, listen to my father's words, go to the Holy Courtyard, find you Uncle Lu, I want you to swear, when you succeed in martial arts in the future, you will leave our proud family reputation in the imperial city!"

"Dad, the child swears that one day in the future, he will make the Ao family the first family in the entire imperial city, a well-deserved family!" the young man's expression was solemn, but he did not cry.

His tears had dried up twelve years earlier.

......

"Little brute, wipe my shoes clean, or you will waste your hands and feet today!"

"A down-and-out nobleman, a waste, even dares to run to my holy courtyard to show off your might, I think you are impatient!" In the holy courtyard, a group of young students surrounded the young man, and did their best to mock him.

However, after a few hours, all the mockers fell to their knees at his feet, wept bitterly and admitted their mistakes, and licked their faces to flatter the future to respect the young man as the boss.

......

"Genius! Proud eight horses, the old man has lived to this age, and he has never seen a young man of your age who already has such a cultivation intention, in the future, you can call me the sect master in front of people, but when there is no one, you can call me uncle directly!"

Under the lonely lamp, Lu Fengxian patted him on the shoulder, his eyes full of appreciation and encouragement.

......

On the Fengyun platform, a young man was in high spirits, and at his feet, there was a man who had lost his soul and was on his waist, and the waist card of the chief of the Zongheng family was dazzling to the eyelids.

"From today onwards, the miscellaneous family has officially risen in the Holy Courtyard!"

The young man looked up at the sky and read out his own ambitions.

There was a cheer in the audience, and countless miscellaneous disciples cheered Haiyue!

......

"Defeated?"

Still in that study, Lu Fengxian looked at Ao Bama with a smile, and the appreciation and encouragement in his eyes did not change at all, "Your martial arts path has been too smooth, and a defeat today is not a good thing for you, but I hope you don't get discouraged, a real genius is unyielding, and the more frustrated you are, the more courageous you are!"

Heaven and earth are very wide, your line of sight should be farther, not limited to just one Fang Han......"

......

Talented!

I'm a genius!

Uncle, you have always believed in me! My vision is Kyushu and the whole continent!

On my shoulders, I bear the hope of the rise of the proud family, how can I, how can I be so easily defeated by the hands of a civilian garbage?

The father's dying expectations, the uncle's encouraging eyes, and the admiring eyes of the fellow students......

All of this gradually converged into a stream of blood, and quickly rushed into my mind!

Can't be defeated!

I'm a true genius!

Even if the sky falls and the earth collapses, I can't fall!

"Roar!

A shout, straight into the sky, blood is boiling, and the will to fight is burning!

The former genius boy finally stood up again under all kinds of pressure.

On his face, he no longer saw half a point of arrogance, but his calm eyes gave people a strange brilliance.

"Huh, Proud of him...... What's wrong with him?" In the noisy square, seeing the scene of the hero's rise, the crowd subconsciously held their breath.

"Breakthrough! Breakthrough on the spot! Senior Brother Ao actually broke through on the spot! Hahaha, it is worthy of being a genius of my miscellaneous family, long live Senior Brother Ao!"

Rumble!

The bursting cheers instantly resounded in the air!

"Come on, come on, Senior Brother Ao!"

"Senior Brother Ao is good, you must be able to do it!"

"Kill him, kill that arrogant civilian trash, we'll all support you!"

The sound of encouraging cheering is endless. Or not all of them have any deep friendship with Proud Eight Horses, but just the status of nobles and commoners makes countless people naturally stand on the side of Proud Eight Horses.

Not to mention, if Lingzhi wins, many people in this audience will be on the verge of "bankruptcy".

"Everybody...... I have heard all your requests!"

The abundant power spreads all over the body and limbs, and the proud eight horses, who have just advanced to the first level of the Earth Martial Realm, seem to have returned to the high-spirited youth of the year, and are worshiped and followed by countless people.

His face was still calm, but his eyes were full of strong confidence and endless killing intent!