Chapter One Hundred and Four: Good Luck II

"Fellow students, don't stand here and watch, let's all disperse!" Yang Badao did not answer the words of the rank elder, but his face showed a look of imperativeness, and he immediately turned around and commanded those students, as if since he had come here, no one could stop him, and Ye Feng must die today.

In the face of Yang Badao's order, these students were all slightly stunned, looked at each other for a while, and were still afraid to leave, and after a while, the practice room became much cleaner.

After these students disappeared, in the distant woods, Murong Zhang leaned quietly on the trunk of the tree, his gaze slowly turned to Yang Badao, and a resolute look flashed on his face.

He already knew what Yang Badao had in mind, since he had already followed, how could he let him behave nonsense, and when Ye Feng came out, he would subdue Yang Badao.

"This old guy dares to insult me like this, I must kill him later!" Yang Badao looked at the students who had already dispersed, nodded with satisfaction, turned his head to look at the old man in the practice room, and slowly clenched his left fist hidden in his sleeve.