At Han Feng's suggestion, everyone in the Batian Gang finally decided to rush to the Tongwu Hall to cheer for Jin Buhuan.
After hearing the news, the members of the Batian Gang naturally followed a few people, so a group of people left the headquarters of the Batian Gang and went straight to the Tongwu Hall.
But after Han Feng appeared in the college square, in just a few moments, the news of "Han Feng's return" has spread rapidly in the front hills of the college.
When many people were questioning the authenticity of the news, they suddenly saw the scene of all members of the Batian Gang dispatching to the Tongwu Hall.
When they saw the leader Han Feng, the disciples in the front mountain of Tiannan College immediately became excited. Then when they saw the scene of all members of the Batian Gang dispatching, they guessed that the Batian Gang must be making big moves again.
As a result, a "chain reaction" formed in the front mountain of the college. The disciples in the front mountain began to gather their friends and follow the Batian Gang in groups.
Crowds of people kept coming from all directions. From the headquarters of the Batian Gang in the east of the mountain to the Tongwu Hall in the west, hundreds and nearly a thousand people gathered in a short period of time. The scene was really spectacular.
The few disciples guarding the gate of Tongwu Hall were dozing out of boredom. When they suddenly saw so many people flocking to Tongwu Hall, they couldn't help but be frightened and lost all sleep.
…
But at this moment, in a spacious practice room called the "Assessment Hall" in the back hall of Tongwu Hall.
Seven or eight young men and women dressed in high-level disciple uniforms stood with their hands behind their backs, looking at a square arena in the center of the assessment hall with a joking look on their faces.
At this moment, there are two figures fighting in the ring.
One of them was wearing the attire of a senior disciple. He was tall, dark-skinned, and had a cold and resolute face with a bit of ferocity.
The person he was fighting with was a handsome young man with peach blossom eyes who was wearing the attire of an intermediate disciple, with a well-proportioned figure, red lips and white teeth.
This person is none other than Jin Buhuan who came to conduct the senior disciple assessment.
However, at this moment, Jin Buhuan's handsome face on the ring was almost completely invisible.
His face was bruised and bruised, his forehead was cut and bleeding, and there was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. He looked seriously injured.
But he didn't care about his injuries at all. He held a long sword shrouded in golden light and took the initiative to attack the senior disciple opposite.
Jin Buhuan has the best golden spirit vein. Although he is only a one-star cultivation level, the "power of gold and yuan" on his sword blade is also very sharp and pure. Coupled with the set of superb swordsmanship he displays, it is naturally powerful. Not vulgar.
However, the senior disciple he faced was obviously much higher in cultivation than him.
This man was holding an eight-foot-long "bright silver hammer". The powerful aura of earth energy burst out and enveloped the hammer body. The power was astonishing, and he could easily neutralize Jin Buhuan's sword attacks.
The powerful counterattack force would make Jin Buhuan stagger backward with every collision, exposing his flaws.
And this senior disciple would not let go of this opportunity. He took advantage of the situation and used fists and kicks to hit Jin Buhuan on his face and body, hitting him hard.
However, the man controlled his power very well. Although it would cause considerable damage to Jin Buhuan, he would not directly defeat the opponent.
The two sides had only fought for one or two rounds, and Jin Buhuan was already bruised and swollen, and his steps were staggering.
But the senior disciple who fought with him always had a teasing smile on his face.
Seeing the battle on the ring, the senior disciples below the ring had very amused expressions on their faces.
A young woman with heavy makeup sneered: "This guy is pretty tough. He has failed so many times in a row, yet he still dares to challenge me. I really don't know whether to call him brave or too cheap."
A tall and thin young man on the side answered: "Actually, this boy's talent is indeed excellent. The ninth-grade golden spiritual vein is really rare. Even if he has just entered the first-star level, the average spiritual warrior of the same level is really not his. opponent.
It's a pity that his Tyrant Gang, especially the gang leader Han Feng, doesn't know how to praise and has offended our Star Alliance. He wants to pass the assessment from here, which is simply wishful thinking. "
Most of the senior disciples present here are at the third or fourth star level. Even if they are gold, they have the ultimate talent of the ninth-grade gold spiritual vein. They are no match for them when they first enter the star level.
At this moment, everyone was watching the battle on the ring as if they were watching a show. The young woman even joked: "How many rounds can this kid survive under Senior Brother Zhao Ze?"
Someone said with a bad smile: "Senior Brother Shuma is a five-star strongman, a strong man ranked 36th on the elite list. How many rounds he can last depends on how long Senior Brother Zhao Ze wants to torture this kid and how many rounds he plans to give him. collapsed."
"Hahaha……"
A group of people laughed loudly when they heard this.
But at this moment in the ring, Jin Buhuan was struck away by Zhao Ze and the long sword swept away. The strong earth elemental power directly crushed the Jinyuan sword energy that burst out from him.
Immediately, he was struck with an extremely arrogant and irreplaceable blow to the abdomen, causing him to grunt, staggering and sliding to the edge of the ring, staggering, and kneeling on one knee.
"Hehe... Boy, this is only the third round, and you can't hold on anymore? Do you want to enter the back mountain and become a senior disciple with your strength?"
After hearing this, Jin Buhuan gritted his teeth angrily, raised his head and glared at Zhao Ze and said: "Asshole, if you hadn't deliberately targeted me, I would have been promoted to a senior disciple long ago."
Hearing this, Zhao Ze raised his head and laughed for a while, then his face darkened and his eyes looked fierce and he said: "So what if I'm targeting you?
I’m not afraid to tell you, not just you, but from now on, as long as you are a member of your Tyrant Gang, anyone who wants to be promoted to a senior disciple from the Tongwu Hall, if you come in standing, you will have to lie down for me when you go out! "
"Son of a bitch!"
Jin Buhuan let out an angry roar, and his long sword suddenly glowed with golden light, curling up a golden rainbow, and then charged towards Zhao Ze with his sword again.
Facing Jin Buhuan's sword thrust with all his strength, Zhao Ze shrank his eyes and sneered: "The momentum is good, but the power... is too weak!"
After saying that, he directly picked up the bright silver hammer in his hand with one hand, and was enveloped in a majestic earth-yellow light. The hammer struck down in the air like thunder and lightning, and hit the tip of Jin Buhuan's sword accurately.
"boom……!"
There was only a loud roar, and the sword that contained astonishing power in Jin Buhuan's hand was actually smashed by the giant hammer, shattering the golden light condensed on the surface.
Immediately, the crushing energy of the five-star star directly knocked Jin Buhuan's long sword away, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.
But Zhao Ze suddenly reached out, grabbed Jin Buhuan's collar, pulled him upside down, and hit his cheek heavily on the hard ring.
Jin Buhuan let out a groan of pain, but endured the severe pain and stood up with his hands on the ground.
But he had just raised his body a little, when Zhao Ze raised his foot and stomped hard on his cheek.
"boom……!"
Jin Buhuan's head hit the ring hard again, making a muffled sound.
Jin Buhuan felt a sharp pain in his head, his vision went black, and he almost fainted on the spot.
He tried his best to push himself up, but the foot on his face felt like a huge mountain, preventing him from moving.
Looking at Jin Buhuan at his feet, Zhao Ze showed undisguised contempt on his face and said: "Boy, this is only the fourth round, can't you get up? If so, how can you do this assessment? It’s going to fail again.”
Jin Buhuan gritted his teeth and was still struggling desperately.
But Zhao Ze remained unmoved and said: "Boy, don't say that I won't give you a chance, as long as you abandon the dark side and join the bright side now, choose to join our Star Alliance.
As a member of the Star Alliance, senior brother, I can give you a little water and let you pass. What do you think? "
Hearing this, Jin Buhuan angrily said: "Bah! I will always be a member of the Tyrant Gang, and you, the Star Alliance, are all a group of despicable and shameless guys. They just relied on the fact that they entered the academy a few years earlier than us to bully the weak and show off their power." .
When I become a senior disciple, I and my gang leader will definitely bring down your Star Alliance! "
As soon as these words came out, a cold light suddenly flashed in Zhao Ze's eyes, and the force under his feet increased. The strong squeezing force deformed Jin Buhuan's cheeks, and he could even hear his jaw bones making a "click" sound, causing severe pain.
Seeing this situation, in the corner of the arena, presiding over the assessment ceremony, a middle-aged man wearing a mentor's uniform couldn't help frowning and said: "Zhao Ze, that's enough. Since he has lost his combat effectiveness, he has failed the assessment. Don't take action again." ”
Faced with his mentor's dissuasion, Zhao Ze had no intention of stopping. Instead, he smiled casually and said, "Teacher Chen, it's not that I don't want to stop. It's this Junior Brother Jin who refuses to admit defeat. And I think he He spoke very harshly, but it didn't seem like he had lost his fighting ability.
Don't worry, Teacher Chen. The disciple will naturally abide by the assessment rules and will not really kill him. As for other things, Teacher, please don't worry about it. "
Hearing this, the middle-aged tutor's expression changed slightly, and after a slight hesitation, he finally shook his head and stopped making any sound.
Tiannan College has always encouraged struggle. As long as no one is killed or someone's foundation is destroyed, the college will not intervene.
Moreover, this instructor's cultivation level is also five-star. If he really wants to take action, he may not be Zhao Ze's opponent.
What's more, behind the opponent is the "Star Alliance", a high-level organization behind them. Even some college instructors do not dare to offend easily.
Seeing that Teacher Chen was sensible and did not stop him, Zhao Ze became more and more aggressive. While firmly stepping on Jin Buhuan with his feet to prevent him from getting up, he threatened in a stern voice: "Boy, how dare you insult our Star Alliance? I think you are Tired of living.
Anyway, as a senior brother, I will give you one last chance. As long as you shout loudly to me now, "The Tyrant Gang is a bunch of trash, long live the Star Alliance", I will spare you. If not, hehe... "
Marsh sneered and raised the giant hammer in his hand, pressed it hard on one of Jin Buhuan's palms, and said in a serious tone: "If not, senior brother, I... will help you remove one of your arms!"
Facing the bone-chilling pain in his palms and cheeks, Jin Buhuan's eyes were scarlet, but he yelled crazily: "I just won't shout. If you have the guts, just do it. When my gang leader comes back, you will regret it!"
Hearing this, Zhao Ze's eyes turned completely cold, with a cruel smile on his face.
"Hey, do you think Han Feng can support you? Don't think that he can be proud and dominate at the front of the college.
Let me tell you, he is not even a "fart" in the back mountain. If he dares to appear in front of me now and I ask him to kneel down, he will have to kneel down obediently!
But before that, I have to fulfill the promise I just made. I want to see if it is your tough mouth or your bones that are tougher! "
Zhao Ze said with a grin, raised the giant hammer in his hand, and hit Jin Buhuan's right elbow joint with all his strength!
If the hammer had hit, Jin Buhuai's hand bones would have been crushed on the spot, and it would have taken at least a year and a half to recover.
However, Zhao Ze's hammer whizzed down and was about to hit Jin Buhuan's arm.
"Shua...!"
A strong wind roared past in front of him, and he seemed to see a vague figure flashing in front of him.
"Boom...!"
The next moment, the giant hammer came down, but it hit the ground of the empty arena.
The gold under Zhao Ze's feet has actually disappeared!
"Um……?"
Zhao Ze, all the senior disciples in the assessment hall, and even Instructor Chen were all stunned.
Immediately, everyone suddenly noticed that Jin Buhuan had appeared at the door of the assessment hall at some unknown time, being supported by a figure beside him.
Jin Buhuan was also at a loss at this moment. The severe pain he imagined did not hit him, but a warm and majestic life energy continued to pour into his body from his vest.
He turned his head blankly and saw a very familiar face.
Jin Buhuan's eyes suddenly widened and he said in disbelief: "Gang... Gang leader... are you back?"
At this moment, Han Feng was supporting Jin Buhuan with one hand and holding his vest with the other, injecting the energy of the life spirit liquid into his body.
At the same time, he looked at the injuries on Jin Buhuan's body, his eyes gradually turned cold, but with a smile on his face, he said: "You kid, you still want to be one step ahead of me and become a senior disciple, you are quite shady!"
At this moment, Jin Buhuan's face covered with bruises and bloodstains showed an extremely ugly smile and said: "Hehe... Gang leader, I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but unfortunately my strength is not enough and I failed to pass the assessment."
Everyone in the assessment hall was startled after hearing the conversation between the two.
"Are you Han Feng?"
Zhao Ze suddenly focused his eyes and spoke in surprise.
At this time, there was a sudden commotion outside the assessment hall, and a huge group of people suddenly poured into the assessment hall, instantly blocking the area.
The Batian Gang who were the first to enter the assessment hall changed their expressions when they saw the miserable looking Jin Buhuan, and hurriedly came forward to check Jin Buhuan's condition.
When they suddenly saw Han Feng bringing so many people into the examination hall, even Zhao Ze and other senior disciples were slightly shocked and quickly gathered together.
Immediately, Zhao Ze quickly regained his composure, looked at Han Feng and the others with a sneer and said: "Han Feng, why, your people failed the test, do you want to take advantage of the power of numbers to take revenge?
Do you think it would be useful if there were more people? "
The next moment, Zhao Ze and the eight senior disciples behind him simultaneously released the auras of star-level experts, which shocked the entire audience and made the air become solemn and oppressive!
Seeing this situation, everyone in the Batian Gang changed their expressions. Among them, Nangong Qi was the first to calmly say to Han Feng: "Gang leader, these people are too advanced. I'm afraid if we all go together, we won't be their opponents. We'd better go first." Take the money with you and leave here."
Jin Buhuan, who was seriously injured at this moment and almost unsteady on his feet, also said: "Gang leader, I'm fine. Let's go first and let these grandsons be proud for a while. When my cultivation level improves, I will take revenge sooner or later."
Everyone present has already seen the situation in front of them. Even Jin Buhuan, who has one of the top spiritual pulse stars, is no match for the opponent at all, let alone others.
There is an unbridgeable gap between the senior disciples of the back mountain and the disciples of the front mountain.
At this moment, nine star powerhouses from the other side are present. Even if all members of the Batian Gang fight, they will only be tortured.
After all, even "Han Feng", who is known as the number one person in the front mountain, has the most powerful record, but once defeated "Tian Qi", the president of the Iron-Blooded Association, but Tian Qi only had a one-star cultivation level.
However, in the face of everyone's dissuasion, Han Feng looked calm and patted Jin Buhuan on the shoulder.
"I can take revenge on another day, but not my brother's revenge!"
After saying that, under the astonished eyes of everyone, Han Feng jumped slightly and stepped directly onto the ring.
Facing Zhao Ze and others who also looked surprised, Han Feng said calmly: "I also want to take part in the senior disciple assessment today. I wonder if any of my senior brothers and sisters can give me some advice?"
Hearing this, Zhao Ze and others were stunned for a moment, and then everyone couldn't help but sneered.
Zhao Ze looked at Han Feng teasingly and said, "Haha...it turns out that Junior Brother Han also wants to take part in the assessment? Of course you can, but I don't know which one of us you want to choose to assess you?"
Han Feng glanced at the nine people with unkind expressions, but a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I see that several senior brothers and sisters are eager to try. They must be itchy and want to take action. In that case, we might as well take the test together."
"What……!"
Everyone present was shocked when they heard this, and thought they had heard wrongly.
When Zhao Ze and others heard this, they couldn't help laughing after a while of shock.
"Hahaha... Junior Brother Han, are you kidding me? Are you sure you want us to assess you together?" Zhao Ze asked again.
Han Feng nodded seriously.
"certainly."
Zhao Ze's eyes flashed coldly, but his face revealed a look of contempt.
"Junior Brother Han is worthy of being the leader of the Batian Gang. He is indeed very courageous. However, under my nine people, Junior Brother Han may not be able to survive even one round and will have to lie down."
Not only was Han Feng not angry when he heard this, but his smile became even brighter.
"Oh... Really? Then I have to give it a try to see if I can survive one round."
(PS: Two updates today. I wish all the great lesbians a happy Women’s Day, although I may not have any female readers...)
