The first martial arts training ground in the world.
Hundreds of immortal statues larger than mountains stand in the sky and the earth.
In front of each immortal statue, there is a huge battle dojo.
The battle dojo is made of hard black stones and is indestructible thanks to numerous formation restrictions.
Waves of terrifying energy erupted in various dojos, shaking the world.
In front of one of the immortals, there were two to three hundred students gathered around, all watching one person's joke.
boom!
Crimson energy exploded.
A burnt black figure was thrown high into the air and fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, coughing up blood.
"Hahaha... what a bullshit Conferred God Realm. I, the ninth level of the Heavenly King Realm, have crossed a huge realm and tortured you without any pressure. I am truly a waste from a rubbish class. Even the strongest one is so vulnerable!"
A strong man with divine fire burning all over his body and red hair burning like flames walked towards the fallen man with a ferocious smile. His aura was particularly terrifying, and his eyes were full of sarcasm and ridicule.
"You are not allowed to insult my class...!"
The figure who fell to the ground clenched his fists, the donut's mouth was very large, and his bruised and swollen face was full of anger. He stood up suddenly and rushed towards the red-haired man.
"Am I being insulted? I'm telling the truth!"
The red-haired man punched Murong Nitian in the face again, causing him to vomit blood and fly away.
Around the martial arts arena, some students were laughing.
Some of these students are senior seniors and some are freshmen.
They obviously also found the donut student's words very funny.
"Hahaha... Isn't it time for a hot chick to be insulted?"
"Class 100 is a gathering place for trash, otherwise why do you think you are in Class 100!"
"I'm not allowed to tell you about typical human dishes."
The onlookers crossed their arms and judged condescendingly.
And the man who was beaten extremely miserably was Murong Nitian, the deputy squad leader of Class 100.
There were also more than a dozen people in the martial arts arena. Each of them looked ashamed, angry, or lowered their heads. They were also classmates in Class 100. They originally wanted to come to the martial arts arena to observe and learn from the great geniuses. During the battle, their deputy squad leader Murong Nitian was suddenly challenged by another freshman.
The First Academy of All Realms has a prop that can be exchanged for credits, called the Challenge Talisman.
If a high-level monk or a fellow monk initiates a challenge, the person being challenged can refuse. But if a low-level monk challenges a high-level monk, the high-level monk cannot refuse without justifiable reasons.
Chu Aoyan was a freshman in Class 62, Level 1, and his cultivation was at the ninth level of the Heavenly King. He challenged Murong Aotian who was passing by in the martial arts field. Murong Aotian, who was one level higher than Chu Aoyan, couldn't refuse. .
If it was just an ordinary sparring session, it would be nothing.
However, Chu Aoyan clearly had the strength to completely defeat Murong Aotian, but he humiliated Murong Aotian again and again, and also humiliated all the students in Class 100. Instead of ending the game, he insulted him wantonly.
In this way, more and more students gathered in the martial arts field.
Many students were watching Murong Nitian's jokes.
After all, a person who is in the Conferred God Realm is violently abused by a ninth-level Heavenly King. This situation is extremely rare in the No. 1 Academy of the Ten Thousand Realms, where the geniuses gather. If the incident spreads, the Conferred God Realm will be used as a joke and a source of conversation among the students.
In the spiritual world, food is the original sin, and this applies no matter where you are.
What no one noticed was.
At a nearby martial arts arena.
There were three senior seniors pretending to watch the competition in the martial arts field in front of them, but they were actually paying attention to the competition in the freshmen's martial arts field.
One of the seniors with silver hair was obviously a man of the hour in the academy. Even though he was watching the battle in a low-key manner, many students came to greet him enthusiastically, and many seniors had spring in their eyes and peach blossoms on their faces. Looking at that tall figure with fascination.
This is Tang Feiyu from Class 1 of the third grade!
He is born with a holy body of light, and is said to be the true disciple of Emperor Guang Yu. He is already at the ninth level of the Conferred God Realm at a young age. It is said that he is only half a step away from the Immortal Stage Realm. He is currently preparing to break through to the Immortal Stage Realm and will soon become one. Among the students studying in the college, the youngest one is from the Immortal Realm!
Such a man of great influence always attracts attention no matter what he is doing.
"Brother, do you think that boy is too scared to come over?"
The man surrounded by dragon shadows said in an anxious tone.
"If that's the case, it's a sign of his lack of ability."
Tang Feiyu had a confident smile on his face.
"Besides, do you really think I have no backup plan? Today I can perform an operation with Murong Nitian, tomorrow I can operate with Ye Jianqing, and the day after tomorrow I can operate with Lin Yaoyu..."
"When all the students in Class 100 were humiliated, as the class president, he still acted like a coward. Then of course someone will help me uncover his hypocritical mask!"
The eyes of the two younger brothers beside him lit up.
"The boss is wise!"
"Damn it, this method is too powerful! It's a complete conspiracy!"
"I'm looking forward to seeing that weak squad leader trembling!"
Both boys were aroused in their expectations and found it very fun.
During the chat, Murong Nitian received dozens of punches.
His powerful Fengshen body was burnt to a crisp, and several bones in his body were broken.
"Hahaha... Come to think of it, how can there be a real genius in the trash heap?"
Chu Aoyan laughed loudly and walked step by step towards Murong Nitian who fell to the ground.
"shut up!!"
Murong roared against the sky, and terrifying black flames erupted all over his body, turning into a thousand-foot-long black demon.
But the next moment, before the huge Black Demon God made any move, Chu Aoyan's fiery fist shattered the Black Demon God's body, and punched Murong Nitian in the abdomen.
"I can say whatever I want to say? Are you worthy of telling me to shut up?"
Chu Aoyan looked at Murong Nitian who was vomiting blood again and sneered.
"I don't allow you to say that our class is all trash..."
Murong Nitian stubbornly raised his swollen face, his eyes full of stubbornness and unyielding.
"We are just a step slower. It does not mean that we will always be weaker than other freshmen... Just like the omniscient chaos stone tablet misjudged squad leader Lu Fan, our potential cannot be determined with just one stone!"
"well said!"
"Murong, come on!"
"We will definitely be able to counterattack!!"
On the martial arts field, students from Class 100 clenched their fists and shouted excitedly.
"Chu Aoyan, don't be too arrogant, our squad leader Lu Fan will definitely seek justice for us!!"
Some students spoke angrily.
"Squad leader Lu Fan?" Chu Aoyan laughed even louder when he heard the name, "Hahaha... your squad leader is the biggest joke. He picked a weirdo from the garbage heap to be the squad leader! He is also worthy of dealing with me. ? Are you trembling somewhere somewhere?!"
His laughter hasn't stopped yet.
A rainbow of light fell from the sky next to the dojo.
"Let me see who is so crazy and dares to bully my Class 100 class!"
A young man jumped down from the carrot and looked at Chu Aoyan with cold eyes.
"Squad leader..." Murong Nitian trembled when he saw the person coming.
"Monitor! It's really the monitor!"
"The monitor is here!"
A dozen students from Class 100 suddenly showed excitement on their frustrated faces.
Tang Feiyu and others' expressions changed.
"he came!"
"He actually dares to come here!"
"Very good, I'm just afraid he won't come, so we can expose his hypocrisy faster!"
Tang Feiyu's pupils suddenly turned into the color of pure white and flawless heavenly jade.
This is his delusion-breaking eye, which can see through all disguises and reach the essence.
"Sure enough... he's just an ant at the ninth level of the combat realm. What are you pretending to be?"
Tang Feiyu believed in his Delusion-breaking Divine Eye. He could see through any disguise as a true immortal and never made a mistake.
At this time, Chu Aoyan's smile had faded.
"Are you Lu Fan?"
He glanced at Lu Fan solemnly.
Facing this new influential figure, he was instinctively wary, but when he thought of the information and guarantees provided by the big names and backers behind him, he suddenly became hardened again.
"Hahaha... So what if I bully you in Class 100? The most rubbish class can't be stepped on by others?" Chu Aoyan crossed his arms with his chest and sneered fiercely.
Lu Fan took a deep look at Chu Aoyan, and then turned his attention to Murong Nitian.
"Classmate Murong, surrender." Lu Fan said.
"Squad leader..." Murong Nitian was trembling all over, with unwillingness and stubbornness on his face.
Lu Fan looked at Murong Nitian calmly: "Surrender!"
These firm and determined words instantly extinguished the last flame of Murong Nitian.
He knew that he couldn't defeat Chu Aoyan at all.
He also knew that even if he was still so unconvinced, Chu Aoyan would be able to block every counterattack now. He already knew this.
If the opponent were other students, Murong Nitian would have surrendered long ago. However, Chu Aoyan insulted his classmates again and again, and insulted Class 100 in public again and again. This made him, as the deputy squad leader, want to win! Want to prove that their class 100 is not garbage!
"Murong Nitian...surrender!!" Lu Fan scolded again.
"I...I surrender!" Murong Nitian's words echoed in the martial arts arena.
Looking at his face again, tears were already streaming down his face!
Suddenly a teacher descended from the sky in the martial arts arena, raised his hand and shot out two rays of fairy light, covering the figures of Murong Nitian and Chu Aoyan, and announced the result loudly.
"The competition is over, Chu Aoyan wins!"
There were bursts of boos on the court.
Chu Aoyan laughed loudly and declared loudly on purpose: "Everyone saw it, this is Class 100! The dignified Conferred God Realm was defeated by the Heavenly King Realm and crossed the Great Realm. I said Class 100 are all trash, I didn't say Wrong right?!”
Murong Nitian lowered his head and dragged his scarred body out of the martial arts arena. He staggered back and looked at the ground blankly, without saying a word, as if his soul had been taken away.
Even if he passed by Lu Fan, he didn't even notice it.
Lu Fan reached out and patted Murong Nitian's shoulder, then reached out to Lin Yaoyu and said, "Give it to me."
"Is this really going to happen?" Lin Yaoyu was a little uneasy and uneasy.
"Give it to me!" Lu Fan said.
A light flashed in the girl's palm, and a challenge order appeared.
Lu Fan accepted the challenge order, and his loud voice echoed throughout the martial arts arena.
"Lu Fan, Class 100, challenges Chu Aoyan, Class 62..."
"Please enlighten me!!!"
