"Hehe, it's just a waste eleven to defeat a waste eleven, see what you can become?" The sturdy man spoke, completely ignoring the feelings of the other brothers in his words, a waste of the eleven, the ranking is still after the eleven, isn't it a waste of the waste.

At that moment, the faces of the five people changed for a while, and Ziyang stood in the middle, and he could clearly feel that their breathing was shortness for a second, and then returned to normal in an instant.

"It's better to be a brother with you than to have a dog. Bai Ziyang looked at the sturdy man who stood up and said word by word.

"Ignorant child, what do you know, look at the boxing!" The sturdy man shouted angrily, and his left fist was already carrying the momentum of wind and thunder towards Ziyang, this punch seemed to want to smash Ziyang, with sufficient strength, speed, Ziyang could not avoid it, so he had to choose to resist head-on.

"It's good," Ziyang's flat voice sounded, and his right fist accurately hit the left fist of the strong man, "White Emperor Fist!"

The battle between the two set off a small wave in mid-air, and the wave surged out in all directions.

The moment the fists of the two collided, the sturdy man's seemingly fierce punch met Bai Ziyang, and he slowly weakened, on the other hand, Ziyang's bland punch forced the sturdy man to take two steps back, stop his body, cough violently, and a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Ziyang retracted his fists and said nonchalantly, "Waste." "All in one go.

As if he didn't believe it, the sturdy man looked at his left fist that had softened, and he couldn't exert any strength. He looked up at Ziyang in shock, his eyes were bloodshot, his whole person was crazy, and he shouted angrily at Ziyang, "Okay, what a junior." You must die here today. ”

Bai Ziyang felt funny, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile slightly, and said contemptuously, "It's up to you?"

The sturdy man smiled, his left hand hung down, but his right hand became a fist, and he blasted towards Ziyang again, "Others think that my left hand is powerful, when I am left-handed, but they don't know, my right fist, there is only one chance to move, my right hand, there is no living mouth, boy, death!"

The desperate right fist, coupled with the momentum of the sturdy man, for a while there was a slight supreme momentum, this momentum was similar to that of Ziyang and Su Ling when they were fighting, Su Ling was startled, looked at the sturdy man, and wondered, "What kind of move is this?"

"Do you think Ziyang will lose?" Li Qi still looked nonchalant, looking at the field with a smile, as if everything was under control.

"Lose?" Su Ling smiled, "How could Ziyang lose, he hasn't even lost to me, and he will lose to others?"

The right fist was about to hit Ziyang's body, and a smile gradually appeared on the strong man's face, and he drank again, "One punch, break the sky!"

Bai Ziyang watched the fist getting closer and closer to him, but he didn't have the slightest hint of panic, only his right hand was palmed, as if he was at ease, and said with a smile, "Let me show you the transcendent Buddha, all souls, refuge!"

Ziyang stood on the field, like a Buddha, his left hand became a Buddha chanting scriptures, but his right palm was stretched out lightly, always so coincidentally, when the right arm was stretched out the most, it happened to hit the strongest punch from the strong man. Ziyang's eyes slowly closed, and the movements of the whole person were so slow that people could see what he was doing, and the two of them collided with each other so weirdly.

Maybe it was that punch that worked, Ziyang actually took a step back, opened his eyes and shook his right hand, as if the punch had caused a lot of damage to his right hand.

And the sturdy man stood in place, as if frozen, his right fist was still blasting out, about a second, but this second was a long time, the corner of the hardcover man's mouth first slowly spilled blood again, stacked the previous bloodstains, and then fell to the ground with a bang, coughing up blood, his eyes were full of tears, and his right hand fell to the ground weakly, and it looked like he was in pain.

An unbelievable look appeared on the sturdy man's face, mixed with a painful look, which did not make people feel pitiful, but looked very hideous, and the corners of his mouth kept muttering, "Impossible, impossible, I am at the peak of my spirit, why would I lose to a kid in the Dragon Teng realm, impossible, I don't believe it!"

Then he raised his head, looked at the man who was sitting next to him, and shouted as if pleading, "Big brother, avenge me, big brother!"

"Let's go, it's nothing, disturb my sleep, I just want you to apologize, there's no need to make it like this. Ziyang stood with his hands in his hands, turned his back to the sixteen people, and walked towards Su Ling and Li Qi.

"Slow," Ziyang walked halfway, and an abrupt voice suddenly sounded, making Ziyang stop and look back.

It was a man who looked like a weak scholar, and when Ziyang lost two people in a row, he kept watching quietly and didn't make a noise, as if no matter what happened, it had nothing to do with him.

Ziyang thought that he was going to fight again, but when he turned around, he said, "What, do you still want to fight?"

Who knew that the weak scholar arched his hand towards Ziyang, his tone was quite polite, and he smiled, "This young man, I don't know if you can admire your face, sit down and have a meal with me?"

Bai Ziyang was stunned for a moment, looked at the weak scholar, and was speechless.

On the contrary, the sturdy man on the ground, when he heard the words of the weak scholar, his eyes were distracted, and he looked at the weak scholar blankly, and the whole person struggled to get up from the ground, and he was about to walk out of the door alone.

The weak scholar glanced at the sturdy man, then retracted his gaze, continued to look at Bai Ziyang, and sat down with a gesture of please. The place where the arms are outstretched is where the burly man has sit.

"Eat?" Bai Ziyang glanced at the back of the sturdy man leaving, and felt a little pity for him for a while, but he still looked at the weak scholar with a smile, and said, "Your brother is so seriously injured, you want to eat with me, an enemy?"

Bai Ziyang's words were full of indescribable ridicule, not only Bai Ziyang, but even Su Ling and Li Qi on the side were stunned, and then looked at the sturdy man with disdain.

"Hehe, a general friend, not a brother," the weak scholar no longer looked back at the sturdy man, but kept staring at Bai Ziyang, "If Shaoxia doesn't mind, I can marry Shaoxia as brothers." ”

Bai Ziyang kept standing, not looking at the position pointed by the weak scholar, but glanced at Su Ling and Li Qi, and said with a smile, "Being a brother with you, I'm afraid of insulting my three brothers." ”

When the weak scholar heard this, his face changed, and he immediately sat down on his own, followed Ziyang's gaze and glanced at the positions of Li Qi and Su Ling, and said to himself, "Long Teng has been defeated, I know that there is such a person, and he should be about the same age as you." ”

Bai Ziyang ignored him and said, "Go back, don't disturb the boss's sleep at night." ”

"It's really rare that there is a character like you in the Southern Wilderness. The weak scholar still talked to himself, just like Ziyang ignored him, he also ignored Ziyang, "I am the young master of the Qin family in the Southern Wilderness, and I will naturally be the head of the Qin family in the future, I don't know my identity, are you willing to sit down and talk to me?"

"I'm not interested," Ziyang flicked his sleeves and was about to walk towards Su Ling and Li Qi.

"Don't you want to know that young man who has fallen into defeat, don't you want to have a fight with him?"

Sure enough, Ziyang's footsteps stagnated halfway through, turned his head to look at the weak scholar, and said, "Who is he?"

The weak scholar pointed to the chair beside him again and motioned for Ziyang to sit down.

Ziyang turned around and wanted to leave.

"Do you know the First Academy in the Mainland? That person is this year's freshman, he defeated the first freshman ten years ago. The weak scholar hurriedly spoke, wanting to keep Ziyang.

Who knew that when Ziyang heard this, his footsteps did not stop, but he walked towards Su Ling and Li Qi faster.

The weak scholar was stunned for a moment, and couldn't figure out why he couldn't keep this person, he didn't speak, and the remaining fourteen people didn't dare to speak, including the man who was lying by the wall and dying, still dying, and couldn't die.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

"Go away, it's getting late, go back and sleep a little longer. Ziyang opened his mouth loudly, pulled Su Ling and the two of them, and was about to go upstairs.

"Okay, good," the weak scholar said three good words in a row, his face showed a ruthless color, and said, "I, Qin Ji, have given you face, since you don't want it, then don't blame me for being ruthless." ”