The silence spread throughout the square, and all the students looked at the viewing platform behind the ring.

"Today's Chung Yeung Festival, the college held a ring battle... A teacher from the academy walked up to the front of the viewing platform and began to speak.

At the back of the viewing platform are two rows of seats where the faculty of the academy are seated.

The position above the viewing platform can be very comfortable, condescending to watch the competition in the ring.

The teacher who presided over continued to talk about the rules of the ring battle: "Winning two games in a row starts with rewards, and the more consecutive wins, the more rewards, and the rules are no different from daily challenges." ”

At this moment, Yang's eyes also focused on the viewing platform, and he saw several young people sitting in the back row.

Yang's eyes blinked, because he saw an acquaintance, it was Ma Ling, a long-legged beauty who gave him a punch on the roof that night.

That girl had someone in the inner mountain who wanted to trouble me last time, I don't know which one of them would be? Yang's eyes swept over the three men beside Ma Ling again.

The man sitting next to Ma Ling was gentle-looking, and kept talking to Ma Ling.

The other two, one with a proud expression, tilted his head slightly and looked down at the students in the audience, and the man next to him had a grim expression and did not smile.

Yang also found that there was a middle-aged man standing respectfully behind each of them, just like a bodyguard.

After the teacher finished speaking, he directly announced the start of the ring match.

As long as he jumps on the stage, he is deemed to have signed a life and death contract.

The first to jump onto the stage was a man wearing a C-shaped class practice uniform, holding a big plate axe, looking like a butcher, and his face was full of meat.

This person should have made a breakthrough recently, and he was very arrogant after taking the stage, and said directly: "Don't come up and send people to death in the C-shaped class." ”

This kind of provocative words are all bloody martial arts practitioners, who can stand it, another student of the C-character class jumped directly onto the stage: "Let me Ding Wei come to meet you for a while." ”

The person who went up was holding a spear, and when he came to the stage, he rushed up with a spear, and the two of them fought back and forth.

"Boss, should we go up and play?" The fat man has been practicing hard for so long, and no one has challenged him since then, so he has long been itchy.

"Don't worry, let the others play first, let's eat meat, we always have to give Ru soup to drink." Yang Bei laughed, and asked the fat man to hand him a melon.

Yang felt that something would happen, and ordered his people not to go up to fight first, because he saw that the four young people on the viewing platform were surrounded by weapons.

The fight in the ring is hot, at this time it is still the C class, the T-class is active, and the masters of the B class are still in control, and I feel that it is not yet time for me to go on stage.

The people in Class A will not go up easily, and they each have their own opponents in their hearts.

The teachers on the stage were chatting and commenting on the academies in the ring.

The appearance of the first student who died did not make everyone feel that there was anything wrong, but made the competition on the stage more enthusiastic.

"Senior Sister Ling'er, why are you interested in competing with these low-level students?" the man beside Ma Ling always had a smile on his face and asked in a gentle tone.

"I'm not interested, I'm just here to see a lively one. Ma Ling replied casually, and did not turn her face to look at the handsome senior brother beside her, but walked through the crowd to look at Yang who was eating melons in the audience.

Lustful embryo, looking at the melon in her mouth, looking at Yang who was on the chest of the female student in the ring, Ma Ling scolded in her heart, she remembered the night when this lustful man stared at her legs.

"Who can still arouse the interest of Senior Sister Ling'er, isn't it a relative of Senior Sister Ling'er's family?" Wen Yang asked tirelessly, he didn't pay attention to Ma Ling's attitude at all, and seemed to have been used to it for a long time.

"You'll find out later. Ma Ling really didn't want to pay attention to the man next to her, she was like a dog skin plaster, and she felt even more annoying than Yang. Thinking of this, Ma Ling was stunned, and she didn't know why she wanted to compare Yang, a man who had only met once.

The students of Class B began to play one after another, and the competition in the ring became more and more exciting.

But no one has been able to win three games in a row, and the strength of the people on the court is not much different, and after two fights, the physical consumption is huge, and it is difficult to come up after winning the opponent with comparable strength.

"What does Zheng Gongzi think of these students from the outer mountains?" Ma Ling had been ignoring herself, feeling that Wen Yang, who was really a little boring, turned her head to look at the arrogant man next to her and asked.

"It's like a monkey. The arrogant man shook his head and simply spat out four words.

Zheng Haoran's purpose for coming over this time is very simple, two things. One is Fang Zheng, who has lost face to his righteous alliance, and the other is to teach the man named Yang a lesson.

As for these students from the outer mountains, he didn't have the slightest idea of fighting, because he felt that they were not worthy.

The Inner Mountain Gate, the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu must each send a disciple over.

Ma Ling of Qinglong, White Tiger is the man with a cold face, Zheng Haoran of Vermilion Bird and Wen Yang of Xuanwu.

These disciples of the Inner Mountain Gate are actually the real talents selected by the academy, and the Outer Mountain Gate is to give more people a chance.

The selection of the disciples of the Inner Mountain Sect is by the two elders of each academy who personally go to the people, various sects in the martial arts, and even hidden family sects to select peerless talents.

Each elder has four iron plaques engraved with the logo of their college, and after giving them their approval, that person can decide for himself whether or not to come to the four colleges, and of course, no one can refuse the temptation to win the four colleges.

"Brother, I want to go up and try to compete. Huang Ying, the girl behind Yang, shook Yang's shoulder.

The girl is very well protected by the people of the King Gang every day, no one dares to mess with her in the academy, and her father doesn't let her challenge others, so basically she hasn't had such a fierce competition with others, and some are just with the gang Ru to stop fighting.

I finally met Brother Yang today, so I was coquettish.

"Yingying, don't nag the helper. Huang Feihu beside him scolded.

For Yang, the young gang leader, Huang Feihu has great respect.

"Don't get in the way, Uncle Huang, if you want to go, you can go if you want to, honestly protecting it is not a good thing for people who practice martial arts. Yang looked at Huang Feihu to arrive.

After finishing it, he turned his head to look at Huang Ying and said lovingly: "Go ahead, remember to admit defeat quickly if you can't fight." ”

The girl is indeed good, she is not yet fifteen years old, and her current ability should be above her father, and it is estimated that she is close to the fat man.

"My brother is the best. With a pop, the girl kissed Yang coldly on the face, and ran into the ring with a stinging voice.

How can the girl's family be like this, Yang shyly touched his cheek, which was still warm.