1853: C1853 A Rampant Challenger(part Iii)

C1853 A Rampant Challenger(part Iii)

The gloomy expression on Chu Yang's face changed. Suddenly, he smiled, causing the hearts of the Sky Academy members to skip a beat. "It's over, it's over. The two teams from the Heavenly Sword Academy and the Divine Firmament Chapter are done for. Chu Shameless is furious!"

In their perspectives, before Chu Wuwei reached the point where he was bullied by dogs, he even dared to act like that in front of Chu Shaoyang. He was simply playing around with things like that and he did not know what he was talking about.

"Hu Wenguang!" Chu Yang's smile became even more devilish. He looked at Hu Wenguang and then looked at the person leading the group of people from the Heavenly Sword Academy. "What about you, what are you doing?"

"Desolate Dog, what kind of tone are you using to talk to me?" The leader of the Heavenly Sword Academy immediately scrunched his face. "There is not a single thing that dares to be so arrogant in front of Weng Feiming!"

"Weng Feiming, right?" Chu Yang ignored all of his words and stretched out his five fingers, "I have five sets of dishes now, number one and number five. Which one do you want, please order!"

Chu Wuwei, this was the complete Chu Wuwei!

The people of the Sky Court were all too familiar with this Chu Yang. When they saw him ask Weng Feiming to order, they forced themselves to laugh. This was because they knew it would be very exciting.

"You are truly arrogant. So what if you are the Eastern Wasteland 002?" Hu Wenguang was also angry as he coldly said, "You, today, if I don't beat a wild dog like you, causing you to constantly bark and beg for mercy on the ground, then I will have been a human for nothing."

"What the heck? I'll also treat you to a meal?"

Chu Yang coldly laughed in his heart, with a person's personality, with this level of words, if you don't satisfy them, then wouldn't it be disloyal?

"Hu Wenguang, back down!"

"Weng Feiming, get lost!"

The two voices resounded at almost the exact same time. They were respectively Divine Firmament Academy's Su Yi Leng and Heavenly Sword Academy's Feng Po Long. The positions of these two students were the same as those of Bei Chenxing and Li Shengsan, and they held a great deal of authority.

Everyone was surprised and never expected that it was these two people who came out to stop Hu Wenguang and Weng Feiming.

Chu Yang was also a bit surprised. He naturally remembered Su Yi Leng and Feng Po Long, these two definitely weren't too bad. Or rather, they were both upright people.

"Holy Maiden, I apologize for not being able to comply!"

"Jian Zi, I don't want to do this, but I have no choice but to do what someone has instructed me to do!"

Hu Wenguang and Weng Feiming spoke their own words, letting many people know that they were only following orders.

This also made Chu Yang feel suspicious. Just who was it?

"Weng Feiming, it seems like you want to die on my sword!" Feng Po Long's voice was very cold, his gaze even colder. Each word was like a sword, as if each word could kill.

However, he was not afraid. Smiling, he said, "Jian Zi, just attack. There will be someone who will spar with you. Let's see if you dare or not."

"Is that so?"

Clatter!

Feng Po Long was provoked again and again as he stepped forward. At this time, the sound of a sword resonating filled the air. Everyone seemed to see a divine sword flying towards them.

He wore a purple robe, and his face was white. His white hands were devoid of any trace of blood, as if he were a cold corpse. His white hands were gripping the hilt of his sword, ready to unsheathe his sword at any moment.

The sword did not have any signs of life either. It was lifeless and surrounded by an aura of death like a cloud of fog.

This death aura was not the death aura of the dead spirit realm, but the death aura of living beings or the death aura of death gods.

This person had the cultivation of a semi-sage expert.

"Buried Sword, you want to stop me!"

When Feng Po Long said his name, his pupils also shrank.

"I owe someone else a favor, so I must repay it no matter what!" The Hidden Sword's pupils seemed to be fixed, or perhaps it was dead, as it stared motionlessly at Feng Po Long, "I am a saint, you have not reached the Saint level yet, you are not my opponent, understand?"2

The atmosphere was a little strange. It seemed like the Heavenly Sword Academy was about to engage in an internal conflict.

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