The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Ye Xuanji blew his beard and stared angrily, his gaze flashed fiercely, his five fingers turned into claws, and with a roar, he grabbed Tang Zheng's shoulder with full momentum.

He was going to teach Tang Zheng a lesson, after all, he had not been happy with Tang Zheng since he met him, but he didn't want to kill him, after all, behind Tang Zheng was the mysterious Tian Chanzi.

If you offend Tian Chanzi, the loss outweighs the gain.

Tang Zheng's feet moved slightly, and his body moved slightly, Ye Xuanji's five fingers actually slid over Tang Zheng's clothes without hurting the slightest bit.

what!

Ye Xuanji's heart skipped a beat, Tang Zheng's action was too light and easy, and he was able to disintegrate his attack in an instant.

However, Ye Xuanji was a veteran in the battlefield after all, and his other hand was like a long whip, grabbing Tang Zheng's shoulder.

Tang Zheng didn't dodge this time, Lightning made a move, and unexpectedly came first, grabbing Ye Xuanji's wrist directly.

"rise!"

Tang Zheng gave a low shout, and Ye Xuanji realized that his feet were off the ground.

"Oops!"

Ye Xuanji let out a secret cry, his breath sank in his dantian, and he wanted to fall back to the ground, but found that an irresistible force lifted him and flew out.

boom!

Ye Xuanji landed far away, staggered back three steps before stabilizing his body, and the place under his feet was already a mess, and the floor was shattered.

Ye Xuanji was still in shock, looked at his hands, then looked at Tang Zheng, he couldn't figure out why he missed in such a daft way.

The faces of the others changed even more instantly, and everyone present was not mediocre, with piercing eyes, and immediately judged that Tang Zheng this time was definitely not a coincidence, but relied on his real ability.

In fact, as long as you think about it for a while, you can understand that in front of a master like Ye Xuanji, coincidences are simply impossible.

With his strength and vision, it is enough to kill any coincidence in the cradle.

Song Jianan looked at Tang Zheng solemnly, recalling the scene just now in his mind, and couldn't help admiring secretly, both the strength and the timing were just right.

This requires not only its own strength as the basis,

It also needs the assistance of the battle experience that has been tempered and tempered, and both are indispensable.

It is really rare to see such a state at such a young age.

"It's no wonder that Yu'er has suffered so much at the hands of the other party. She is indeed not wronged. However, for the sake of the Song family's great achievements in the future, this nail should be swept away."

The killing intent in Song Jianan's heart gradually accumulated.

Tang Zheng looked at Ye Xuanji indifferently, and said: "Use whatever skills you have, if you can't beat me, then I will take care of this matter."

Ye Xuanji was only at the first rank of a master, and he could touch the threshold of the second rank of a master. Compared with Tang Zheng's second rank of Jindan, it seemed that he was only one level behind, but in fact there was a huge difference.

Tang Zheng was confident, no matter what, Ye Xuanji was not his opponent.

Ye Xuanji's face was changing. With so many people watching, if he loses again, he will be really ashamed and thrown to his grandma's house.

He took a deep breath and said, "Tang Zheng, don't be arrogant."

After finishing speaking, his hands became claws, one front and one back, the air seemed to be torn apart, leaving afterimages of scratches, and in the blink of an eye, they were in front of Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng stood still, and when the opponent was in front of him, he dropped his fists and moved forward side by side, like two angry dragons going out to sea.

boom! boom!

The fist hit the claw, and the claw tried to hold the fist, but found that the huge force directly shook him away.

Tang Zheng's legs moved, and with a small step, he was already in front of Ye Xuanji, and his fists continued to attack Ye Xuanji's chest.

Ye Xuanji retreated hastily, and moved his hands forward, trying to block the two huge fists, but heard a crisp sound, and a tingling pain came from his wrist.

Tang Zheng's fist directly broke his wrist, the fist slipped, slipped out from between the arms, and hit his chest again.

boom!

With a thunderous explosion, Ye Xuanji flew to the door panel, and the door panel creaked as it hit, as if it was about to fall down.

Tang Zheng's series of attacks did not have the slightest opportunism, they were all forceful, dazzling, as fast as lightning, and it was a test of true kung fu.

Many people were stunned. If they were shocked at the beginning, they are now frightened. The gazes they all looked at Tang Zheng were full of unimaginable and astonished.

"Father!"

Ye Tianlei hurried over to help Ye Xuanji up, helped him dust off his body, and asked with concern: "Father, how are you doing?"

Ye Xuanji's face was ashen, it wasn't that he had suffered multiple injuries, only a broken wrist would be a little uncomfortable, but this pain was nothing to him at all.

He was more concerned about the turbulent waves in his heart. Tang Zheng was stronger than him, and not even a little bit stronger. He felt that if Tang Zheng hadn't been merciful, the fist that hit his chest could directly shatter his ribs and even his heart.

It was precisely because he knew all this that he had such mixed feelings and mixed feelings that he could hardly accept such a cruel reality.

He has practiced for a lifetime, and finally broke through to the first rank of Grandmaster. In the eyes of others, it is already rare, and he has reached the pinnacle.

But Tang Zheng surpassed him in just over a year.

What is this concept?

It's like Ye Xuanji's hard work in cultivation all his life is a joke compared to Tang Zheng, a big joke.

Ye Xuanji's face turned red for a while, turned pale for a while, and sank for a while. All in all, his heart was broken.

Tang Zheng ignored Ye Xuanji, walked up to Ye Dingdang, and said bluntly: "Your happiness is your own decision, no one can tell you what to do, this is the only thing I can do for you."

These words were clean and neat, but they also revealed endless helplessness and pain, because there was no way for him to redeem this relationship.

Ye Dingdang's eyes fluttered, and a trace of misty air rose from the depths of his eyes, biting his lips, unable to speak a word.

Her mood fluctuated too violently, not because of Tang Zheng's astonishing cultivation, but because of these words, because of Tang Zheng's heart.

There is no doubt that Tang Zheng still likes her.

She felt this very clearly, and she also liked him, but the hurdle in her heart was like the world's largest mountain, and she couldn't climb it now.

Feng Siniang looked at Tang Zheng burningly, and the more she watched, the more she liked him, he was so handsome.

She sighed infinitely, why can't such a handsome guy be her son-in-law? That was a huge loss.

However, her daughter's happiness needs to be decided by herself, and Feng Siniang is not prepared to interfere.

Tang Zheng took a deep look at Ye Dingdang, he didn't expect a response from her, just looking at her like this, he felt that what he did was enough.

Suddenly, Ye Dingdang's pupils shrank, as if he saw something, and shouted: "Be careful!"

Tang Zheng's heart froze, he turned hastily, and punched him with a backhand.

boom!

Tang Zheng flew out and hit the wall, creating a big hole.

Immediately, his eyes exploded with brilliance, staring at the enemy who charged again like lightning——Song Jianan.

He even attacked.

Song Jianan was completely helpless, he originally expected Ye Xuanji to deal with Tang Zheng, and even killed him. Later, he realized how ruthless and cruel the reality was, and it didn't follow the trajectory he expected at all.

Tang Zheng's strength exceeded everyone's expectations. Ye Xuanji's defeat was without any suspense, and the defeat was clean. Although Ye Xuanji still had the power to fight, it was obvious that his aura had been broken by these two consecutive blows.

If Song Jianan didn't act again, the matter of proposing marriage would really fall through, and it would be even more difficult to kill Tang Zheng.

Therefore, he chose the safer method of sneak attack. He even concealed his breath and launched the attack with lightning speed. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Ye Dingdang's warning made him fall short.

Song Jianan had the idea of ​​killing with one blow, but in the end he just sent Tang Zheng flying. He didn't give up, just like a wandering dragon, following him like a shadow, he came to Tang Zheng again.

Tang Zheng roared angrily, the sound shook all the teacups in the hall and shattered. Then, he pushed forward with both hands, and the Battle Soul Sword appeared in his palm out of thin air, and chopped down viciously.

When Song Jianan saw the Battle Soul Sword appearing out of thin air, his expression turned strange. He already knew a lot about the supernatural powers of cultivators, and he was still amazed when he saw it with his own eyes.

However, he didn't retreat, he stretched his palm forward, and slapped it on the sword, and then like a water snake, those big hands wrapped around Tang Zheng's arm.

"shock!"

Song Jianan let out a loud roar, and exerted force on his arm, as if steel needles had been pierced into Tang Zheng's arm. The excruciating pain made Tang Zheng's arm go numb, and the Battle Soul Sword unexpectedly dropped to the ground.

Tang Zheng was terrified, no one had ever shaken the Battle Soul Sword from his hand, Song Jianan was the only one.

Immediately, Tang Zheng understood that the opponent's cultivation base was far higher than Ye Xuanji's, and he was a difficult and ruthless character.

Song Jianan's cultivation level was indeed higher than Ye Xuanji's. He had already reached the total state for several years. In recent years, he had just broken through to the fourth rank of Grandmaster, which was two levels higher than Tang Zheng's cultivation level.

Seeing the pained look on Tang Zheng's face, Song Jianan said triumphantly, "Now you have a taste of my bone-breaking hand with a thousand needles. This is the beginning, and the next step is the real action."

Thousand Needles Broken Bone Hand!

Tang Zheng's eyelids twitched, the pain just now was indeed like thousands of steel needles piercing into the skin, well-deserved of its reputation, since there are still two words broken bones, then his bones must be broken next.

He did not guess wrong, the Thousand Needles Broken Bone Hand took a sinister route.

When confronting the enemy, Song Jianan's arm was soft and boneless, wrapping around the opponent like a snake, and then burst out with inner strength, like thousands of steel needles piercing through his skin and piercing into the opponent's skin, and even into bone.

The next step is to break the bone even more tragically. When the true qi penetrates into the bone, a series of crackling sounds will be heard, like the sound of firecrackers, which can instantly burst the muscles and bones of a person's body and turn him into a puddle of mud.

"Break!" Song Jianan roared again, grabbing Tang Zheng tightly.

Tang Zheng couldn't move, he felt as if his bones were about to split, the pain almost made him faint.

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