"You don't deserve to die under my sword. Zheng Haoran was still arrogant, and then he easily dodged Fang Zheng's last will, full of persistent sword.

Immediately afterwards, he kicked Fang Zheng mercilessly, and Fang Zheng couldn't hold on anymore and finally fell.

But before the matter was played, Zheng Haoran followed closely, raised his foot, and stepped heavily on the head lying on Fang Zheng's side.

The force of this kick was extremely great, and blood flowed out of the seven orifices that had been stepped on.

The students in the audience all held their breath, and finally Fangzheng's fingers also lost their strength, slowly spread out, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Fang Zheng died.

This ring match is over.

No one cheered for the victors, and all the cadets were in silent mourning for the fallen Founder.

The teachers on the stage were also very sure of Fang Zheng's persistence, but the rules of the academy were not something that they dared to break, so they could only watch Fang Zheng die.

The supervising teacher on the side of the ring quickly came to the stage and carried down Fangzheng's body and cleaned the ring.

Yang glanced at Zheng Haoran in the ring, this person was already a dead man in his eyes.

The supervising teacher had just stepped off the stage, and Yang was about to get up and go on stage, but a figure was faster than him.

At first, Yang thought it was Qin Junjun, because only he had that strength, but it was just five or five.

But when I looked closely, it was actually the young man named Zhao Qingcheng.

"I didn't expect that among these candidates in the outer mountains, there are really a few who can get into the eye. Wen Yang took care of himself and didn't answer Ma Ling.

Because now the three of them are standing in front of the stage, so many people are watching, and he Wen Yang also wants to save face.

Why is this so, because Zhao Qingcheng and Zheng Haoran on the stage have already passed no less than ten moves.

Zheng Haoran didn't dare to hold it up, and pulled out his sword.

The moment he drew his sword, he stood tall

The third move came out, and a sword pierced Zhao Qingcheng's palm holding the sword.

Zhao Qingcheng is not like Fangzheng, he would rather die in battle. He doesn't want to die yet, he still has his grandfather's revenge unavenged.

So at the moment when his palm was pierced, Zhao Qingcheng called out the word admit defeat in time.

"What a ruthless heart!" The audience is not blind.

Directly piercing the palm of the sword's Rao, even if the academy's healing level is cured, there will be sequelae, right?

"I can't help myself. ”

Looking at Zhao Qingcheng, who rolled off the stage, Zheng Haoran did not forget to mock behind his back.

"Isn't this Zheng Haoran doing a bit too much?" the teachers also discussed on the viewing platform.

"What's the matter, so that it can be effective, isn't this the ultimate goal of this ring match?"

"That's right, the students of Uchiyama are the elites worth cultivating. The middle-aged teacher sighed.

Zheng Haoran was still standing on the stage, silent, slightly raising his chin, with a stinky face that didn't take everyone in his eyes.

But people do have that strength, and no one dares to come to power for a while.

"Yang!" I don't know who took the lead in shouting.

All the students from the outer mountains in the audience shouted along.

"Yang!"

Yang's name has become the savior in the minds of these students.

Yang stood up, and at the same time stood up with Qin Junjun, he also wanted to meet this Zheng Haoran for a while, he was a good opponent.

"Brother Qin, let me come. Yang looked at Qin Junjun to arrive.

Qin Junjun may be able to defeat Zheng Haoran, but it may only be a narrow victory, and that is not the result Yang wants.

Fang Zheng showed mercy to Huang Ying's subordinates, making Yang remember his kindness in his heart.

Now that the man is dead, let yourself help him understand this grudge.

In, what is the outer mountain gate and the inner mountain gate, is the person in the inner mountain gate very remarkable, arrogant in front of this young master, isn't this looking for death?

Qin Junjun seemed to understand what Yang meant, nodded and sat down again.

"Yang!"

Yang slowly walked into the ring amid the call of the crowd.

"Are you Yang?" Zheng Haoran turned around with his back on his back, this Yang was one of the purposes of his trip, because he bullied the righteous and charming people in the exam at the Outer Mountain Gate, which made the righteous alliance lose face.

Although Fangzheng's gang of people are all waste in his eyes, they are also the dogs of his Zheng family, and they can't be bullied by outsiders.

"Yes, you read that right, I'm Yang, not your father. Yang straightened his sleeves, grinned, and answered Zheng Haoran's question.

Yang's mischievous answer drew laughter from the audience.

"There's trouble here. Wen Yang shook his head, he still knew Zheng Haoran, this person was the most narrow-minded.

Zheng Haoran's face couldn't hold it.

"The good of the tongue. Zheng Haoran couldn't stand these foul words the most, and without waiting for Yang to attack, he took the initiative to jump towards Yang as soon as he stepped on the ground.

Instead of fighting back and arguing with tongues, it is better to directly beat him to his knees and beg for mercy.

Peng~!!

There was a muffled sound.

Zheng Haoran demonstrated to everyone what one side is called, and how to go back when you came here.

Yang Fei kicked up, and before the fast Zheng Haoran could see it clearly, his body was already flying backwards upside down, and Peng lay down on Lin.

"What are you doing? I'm not even ready for you to rush up, shame on you. Looking at Zheng Haoran lying on the ground, Yang jokingly arrived.

Yang's kick made the students in the outer mountains excited, and swept away the depression just now.

"Yang, Yang!" the students chanted Yang's name again.

"This... Wen Yang lost his words for a while.

Ma Ling was also stunned, the last time I tried it, I only knew that his strength was good, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful!

"It's an opponent. The grim-looking Zhang Yang of the three spoke, with a hint of excitement in his words.

Zheng Haoran turned over and jumped up from the ground, and the next moment he directly pulled out his sword.

Yang's kick actually didn't use much strength, he didn't want to destroy this thing in three or two strokes like this, he still had to keep it and concoct it well to avenge the dead Fangzheng.

Zheng Haoran held his sword and stared at Yang opposite.

Why is it so strong, isn't this the outer mountain gate? How can I feel the same pressure from this man as that man.

It's incredibly fast, but the strength is good. At this moment, Zheng Haoran was quite calm, carefully analyzing Yang's combat effectiveness.

He didn't want to be defeated, there were still three people on the stage watching, Nuo was defeated at this outer mountain gate, how could he still have face after he went back.

On the other hand, Yang first waved his hand at Ma Ling on the stage, and at this moment, he talked to the fat man in the audience, and asked the fat man to throw him a fast melon, but he didn't take Zheng Haoran in his eyes at all.

Where did Zheng Haoran suffer this humiliation, and rushed forward again with his sword.

How did he know that this was the beginning of humiliation.

闶~!

The sword was swung out, and the blade of the sword was pointed directly at Yang.

But the next moment, Zheng Haoran was stunned, and the three students who came to the inner mountain on the stage were also stunned.

Yang continued to gnaw on the melon in one hand, and with the other hand, two fingers easily clamped Zheng Haoran's fierce sword.

"A finger of the rhino!"

"The spirit rhino finger has reappeared!"

The students in the audience excitedly helped Yang call out the name of this trick.

"This is impossible!" At this moment, Zheng Haoran had already grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and exerted his strength to eat. But he couldn't pull out the sword that was caught between those two thin fingers.

"Master, I've eaten, are you ready?" Yang threw the melon peel in his hand and asked something that made Zheng Haoran feel inexplicable.