It can be seen that no one dares to step forward to challenge this scene, a moment ago, when this black-haired teenager just broke into the gate of the academy, many Storm students were disdainful, thinking that this was an idiot at all, and even clamored to challenge the entire Storm Academy.

Some of the storm trainees rushed forward directly, trying to defeat the black-haired boy, but in the end, it was a fiasco without exception, all of them were seriously injured and fell to the ground, and the wounded lay down from the storm gate to the storm square.

This scene caused a lot of turmoil, and more and more storm students rushed to hear the news, from the initial heads-up, gradually evolved into a group attack.

However, the situation did not improve in the slightest, this black-haired boy pushed all the way from the gate of the academy to the storm square, and actually swept away all the talented martial artists of the academy, and no one was one of them.

Being hit at the door like this, and being beaten to the point that he had no power to fight back, made the hearts of countless storm students full of anger and shame, but this situation also made Sun Yan feel angry, these storm students were too incompetent, what he wanted was a hearty fight.

Call......

On the Storm Square, the Yuan Force Tornado slowly dissipated, Sun Yan gradually reined in the Inner Yuan, tightened the [Deep Rock Dragon Fist] in his hand, raised his head, and swept his gaze over the many Storm Trainees on the rock pillar.

From the Storm Gate to this Storm Square, after this round of fighting, the Yuan Force in Sun Yan's body slowly subsided, and his mood stabilized slightly. It's just that the fighting spirit in his chest is getting hotter and hotter, and he needs someone to stand up and fight with him now, so that he can vent this fighting spirit.

This gaze swept over, and the storm students on the rock pillar lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at him, this black-haired young man's eyes were like electricity, and there was actually a terrifying killing intent, which was difficult to look at.

The next moment, Sun Yan's indifferent voice resounded throughout the square: "Is the name of Guan Bosheng, the former iron-blooded principal, decayed to this point now? No one dares to come out to fight, forget it, there is nothing to show off about defeating you waste......

As he spoke, Sun Yan turned around and walked back, preparing to return the same way and leave Storm Academy directly.

The entire Storm Square was silent, and in an instant, bursts of angry roars came out, and one after another Yuan Force was shining brightly, and on the rock pillars, hundreds of figures swooped down and flew towards Sun Yan.

At this moment, countless storm students had lost their minds, and this emperor wind student insulted them like this, and he had to pay the price.

Guan Bosheng, the first principal of Storm Academy, is as tall as Wuyan Bridge is to Emperor Feng, it is the spiritual belief of countless Storm students, how can outsiders be tarnished?

In mid-air, it was instantly occupied by the figures in the sky, and one after another Yuan Li attacked straight down, fist marks and palm wind, sword light and sword shadows, showing the momentum of waves, converging into a river of Yuan Li, rolling and sweeping over.

At this moment, the storm trainees present had already put aside the dignity of the warriors, and attacked him in groups, vowing to kill the black-haired boy on the spot.

At this time, Sun Yan stopped, touched Lele's little head on his shoulder with his left hand, the corners of his mouth lifted a trace of arc, and Sen Ran smiled: "That's right, we should have been together a long time ago, let me fight one by one, what a waste of energy and time." ”

The right fist was raised, and the Yuan Force on the dark rock-colored fist glove surged, and there was a dragon groan, and with a wave of his hand, a punch was blasted out, and the Yuan Force roared, and the **** surged.

With this punch, Sun Yanchun stirred with the Yuan Force in his body, and actually hit a surging Yuan Force River, rushing towards the sky.

Boom......

I saw a vast fist mark rising into the sky, straight out of the crowd in mid-air, and one by one the images of the body were affected by the explosion, cracked, and flew out in all directions, landing on the ground in the distance.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded one after another, and blood spurted from the mouths one by one, staining the ground red, and screams came and went.

Buzz Buzz......

The storm students on the rock pillar still didn't stop, and one after another figures flew down, they were already out of anger, and vowed to use the tactics of the sea of people to keep this emperor wind student here forever.

Immediately after, on the Storm Square, one fist mark after another rose into the sky, and each fist mark was so big, as if a wave was higher than a wave, sweeping in all directions.

Looking from a distance, I saw that on the Storm Square, the dazzling Yuan Force light came and went, as bright as a festival fireworks, but it made the expressions of countless Storm Trainees gloomy.

......

When the group battle broke out in Storm Square, on the top floor of a tower in the middle of Storm Academy, there were three men among them, two of them stood at the railing, looking out against the railing, watching the battle situation in the square, and their brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

The two men standing, both dressed in the faculty attire of Storm Academy, one of them is handsome and extraordinary, with narrow eyes, and the other is burly, with short blond hair, and his appearance is not angry and arrogant.

Behind the two of them, there was a young man sitting cross-legged, cultivating with his eyes closed, he was wearing the uniform of Storm Academy, his eyebrows were extremely thick, like two blades, and the whole person seemed to be a treasure knife sealed in a sheath, but there was a trace of cold edge revealed.

"Is that young man a new man of Emperor Feng...... Cha Zheng, what do you think?" said the man with narrow eyebrows and eyes.

"This black-haired boy is the Emperor Feng student rumored a few days ago, he has such strength in the first grade, his talent is amazing, and he is much stronger than when we were freshmen. But it's too arrogant and arrogant, and he wants to penetrate our Storm Academy?Hmph, do you Jiao Zhi want to sit idly by?" The man who called Zha Zheng snorted coldly and asked rhetorically, although his voice was soft, it actually shook the air around him trembled slightly.

This scene showed that this man with the name of Cha Zheng had reached the tenth level of martial arts, and this was an extremely young martial arts master.

Next to him, the man named Jiao Zhi watched the battle situation in Storm Square, on that square, at this time, it was shrouded in the brilliance of Yuan Force in the sky, and the black-haired young man's fist was like a wave of rivers and seas, shaking countless storm students away, and no one could withstand his blow.

The surging fists gathered one after another, and they were faintly presented with a substantial image, as if some kind of terrifying beast was about to be bred, and it was about to sweep the entire Storm Square.

"Yuan Force Condensation! It's obviously only the peak of the eighth-level martial realm, but it has a strong yuan power comparable to that of a martial arts master, it's terrifying!" Jiao Zhi's face was slightly gloomy, and his narrow eyes narrowed, like a poisonous snake hunting in the night.

His gaze was fierce and fearful, like a poisonous snake ready to move, ready to catapult out at any moment, opening its fangs to tear apart its prey.

The burly man Cha Zheng, his arms folded around his chest, looked at the battle situation in the square, his expression was cold, and he snorted: "A new Emperor Wind is already a cultivator at the peak of the eighth-level martial realm, and he can control the battle scar weapon, and comprehend the [Mixed Yuan Yin and Yang One Qi Strength] of the Emperor Wind Great Martial Arts, such a genius is indeed terrifying, I am afraid that it is not much inferior to Jian Wansheng that year." But ......"

As soon as the words turned, a trace of cold hideousness appeared on Cha Zheng's face, and he said in a low voice: "Even if Jian Wansheng was that year, he would definitely not be able to break through the Storm Plaza, and now the defense of our Storm Academy is beyond imagination." The strength of this kid's Yuan Force release is about to touch the bottom line of those things. Hey hey ......"

"Hehe, Cha Zheng, you look like this, it's really annoying!"

Jiao Zhi smiled coldly, his eyes were cold, "It's just right, let this kid give our juniors and juniors an unforgettable lesson, being defeated by someone like this can also stimulate the self-motivation of our storm students." ”

"Hmph, the students before the fourth grade are all flowers in the greenhouse, and they can't form real combat power at all. Only after the fourth-grade 'extreme path trial', experiencing the battle of life and death, standing out, and being equipped with war scars, can you be regarded as stepping into the category of the strong. Three years ago, when we were still in the third grade, we were easily defeated by Jian Wansheng, but today, three years later, if Jian Wansheng comes to attack, I will definitely make him suffer enough!"

As Cha Zheng spoke, the muscles of his arms swelled and squirmed, like a thin dragon swimming, and a circle of fluctuations around his body appeared, and his whole person seemed to be huge, exuding a terrifying might.

"Okay, Cha Zheng, don't mention what we did back then. You must admit that the original sword Wansheng, and now the emperor who provoked our storm, are not comparable to us at the beginning. Jiao Zhi's tone was cold, and his pupils were surrounded, like two black snakes swimming, full of a strange aura.

"However, the genius of the cadet era does not represent the whole of the martial arts career. There are also people who pass the 'Extreme Path Trial' in the fourth grade, and their strength has undergone earth-shaking changes, which is of course rare, and there is a precedent in every thousand-year-old famous school. Hehe, our Min Xing slash classmate ......"

While speaking, Jiao Zhi and Cha Zheng turned their heads to look, only to see that in the room, the sword-eyed young man wearing a storm school uniform and showing the identity of a student was still sitting there, exuding a trace of sharp and sharp aura, closing his eyes tightly, ignoring everything around him.

Seeing this scene, Jiao Zhi shook his head and pouted: "It seems that this Emperor Feng freshman can't attract the attention of Xing Slash classmates, but it's no wonder. After comprehending that combat skill and obtaining that war-scarred weapon, no matter how good a freshman is, he is too young to be confined to his age......"

"Hmph, if Jian Wansheng was still in our Storm Academy, when he was in the fourth year, he passed the 'Extreme Dao Trial', and he might not be able to defeat Min Xing's classmates. How did an Emperor Wind freshman get into the eyes of the Star Slash classmates, that is, in the first year, he had the strength of the top students of the 'Extreme Trial'. Cha Zheng smiled mockingly and said disdainfully.

Rumble......

In the distance on the Storm Square, there was a sudden roar, cracks suddenly appeared on the ground of the square, and strong winds surged out, which instantly shook all the storm students in the square.