Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Facing the incoming bald head and Yellow Hair, Zhang Yang stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding. However, his pair of narrow and long almond-shaped eyes slightly squinted, and his eyes that were as calm as the dead sea were no longer calm.    

    

In an instant!    

    

He moved.    

    

Like lightning, he twisted his body and ruthlessly slapped Big Baldy in the face. The Big Baldy was like a broken sandbag. With a thud, it fell to the ground, spitting out blood.    

    

Following that, he turned his body in the air and used Whip Leg. Yellow Hair, who was rushing to the front, was kicked by him, and he was sent flying more than ten meters away, crashing into the yard wall. He fell down along the yard wall, curled up his body and couldn't even make a sound.    

    

He landed on the ground, took a step, put his right arm on his shoulder, and smashed his fist into the man's nose. His face was covered with blossoms, and the man's mind was filled with the sound of clanging cymbals as he fell to the ground, covering his face with his hands.    

    

Three movements for a second, fast as lightning, almost at the same time he fell to the ground.    

    

Lee Shan and Ye Junyan were dumbfounded.    

    

At this moment, there was only one word in their minds: shock!    

    

That slap, that Whip Leg, was terrifyingly heavy. It directly knocked Yellow Hair and Baldy unconscious, and that kind of terrifying speed and strength was simply impossible to resist.    

    

There was no need to mention the vulgar man. He was already lying on the ground with blood flowing out of his nose and his eyes rolling back.    

    

This was the first time Ye Junyan saw Zhang Yang fight.    

    

She had never known that this fellow was usually extremely shameless when he was sloppy and sloppy. When the sunlight shined, he seemed clean and gentle. However, when he was angry, he was so fierce that no one dared to look at him directly.    

    

She blankly stared at his back, suddenly having an illusion. This back that did not seem to be that wide, was so solid, so safe.    

    

"Wah!" Big brother is so handsome! "    

    

Suddenly, Fei's tender voice rang out and her small, doll-like face broke into a smile.    

    

Lee Shan immediately came back to her senses. What happened just now happened too fast and she didn't even have the time to cover Fei Fei's eyes. However, she didn't expect Fei to not be afraid.    

    

Zhang Yang turned around slowly. When he turned around, he had turned into a sunny youth. The smile on his face was very warm and clean. He walked over to Lee Shan and pinched her chubby face as he said this.    

    

"Fei, go home with your mother first. Brother will throw these three bad guys out the door."    

    

"En!" Fei nodded obediently.    

    

"Zhang Yang, thank you!"    

    

Lee Shan's eyes were slightly red. Being a single mother, she worked hard on everything on her own without any reliance and was bullied everywhere. This was the first time someone stood up for her and he was a big boy.    

    

"Elder Sister Lee, there's no need to be polite with me. We'll be family if we live together."    

    

When he said this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He scratched his head in embarrassment, "Our distant relatives are not as close as our neighbors. Hur Hur."    

    

"En!"    

    

Lee Shan suddenly responded with an extremely gentle smile as she carried Fei Fei and headed towards the main house.    

    

"You should go back as well. I won't be feeling well later!" Zhang Yang looked at Ye Junyan.    

    

"You're the young one." Ye Junyan blushed, but her eyes flashed with a strange light.    

    

The first time was on the road, when this guy was pushing him back on his bicycle. The second time was here, when the same man was standing in front of him …    

    

How could the heart of an adolescent girl not be moved!    

    

After Ye Junyan and Lee Shan returned to their respective rooms, Zhang Yang dragged the three of them out the door.    

    

After dragging the three out of the room, they were still dizzy and had not fully awakened yet.    

    

Without any hesitation, Zhang Yang raised his foot and stomped down.    

    

Ka-cha! * Ka-cha! * Ka-cha! *    

    

Three clear bone cracking sounds could be heard, followed by miserable shrieks. All three of them had their right hands broken from being stepped on.    

    

The three of them woke up with a start, their faces revealing extreme fear.    

    

Zhang Yang was expressionless and even calm. He didn't say any harsh words, but even so, it only made them more and more scared.    

    

"Brother …" Brother, good words can be said easily. It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! " Big Baldy's head was covered in sweat the size of beans. It was painful but also scared.    

    

Zhang Yang did not say anything and continued to stomp down with his three feet.    

    

Kacha sounds rang out continuously. It was unknown how many of their ribs were broken, but the screams were exceptionally mournful in the quiet environment around them.    

    

"Big brother, please be magnanimous and let us go. We won't dare to do that again in the future and will definitely treat Elder Sister Lee as our mother. If anyone tries to make things difficult for him, he will be the enemy of our bald man …"    

    

"You won't have a future."    

    

Zhang Yang's voice was very calm. He slowly squatted down and calmly looked at them.    

    

No future...    

    

F * ck!    

    

Was he trying to silence them?    

    

The bald man was also someone who had come out to play, so he still had some basic eyesight.    

    

Previously, Zhang Yang had heavily injured them within a second. This was something only a practitioner could do, and now, without any hesitation, he had broken their limbs. His expression did not change, especially that pair of eyes, which were terrifyingly calm!    

    

He had killed someone!    

    

The bald man instantly came to a conclusion.    

    

It was not only him, the vulgar man and Yellow Hair also heard the hidden meaning behind his words. The two fellows trembled violently, and in the end, their eyes rolled back. They were so scared that they directly fainted.    

    

Zhang Yang indeed wanted to kill someone, but after pondering for a moment, he suppressed his violent impulse forcefully.    

    

His gaze was as dangerous as a wolf's as he coldly stared at the bald man.    

    

"Speak, what happened!"    

    

A long time later.    

    

Zhang Yang felt relieved, but his eyes narrowed. A dangerous cold light flashed across his eyes.    

    

He had thought that Lee Shan, the landlady, was using the rent to support her source of income, but it turned out not to be so.    

    

He had never seen Lee Shan before, especially that night when Lee Shan hurriedly knocked on the door to save Ye Junyan.    

    

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and his room was just across from Ye Junyan's. He didn't even notice anything unusual, so how did Lee Shan notice it?    

    

He later realized that Lee Shan would come back every day after midnight, pushing a food cart with Fei asleep on it.    

    

Lee Shan was definitely a beauty. She had to have a figure, a body, a face, and a mature figure. In this day and age, she was the type to kill every single person in the world.    

    

Such a beautiful young woman, going down the street at night to set up a roadside stall. Zhang Yang felt very surprised, as it seemed to be at odds with the reality in his memory.    

    

Maybe this was reality. Everyone had a Sutra of Suffering.    

    

He didn't pay any attention to them and merely sighed before tossing them to the side. He believed that Ye Junyan had also discovered this secret, and thus everyone had come to a tacit understanding with each other.    

    

Furthermore, he could imagine that every time Lee Shan came out of the stall and back, she would purposefully avoid the time when he and Ye Junyan worked at school. It was obvious that she was a stubborn woman with a strong sense of self-esteem.    

    

If it wasn't for what happened tonight, Zhang Yang would still pretend that he didn't know, let alone ask about it.    

    

Everywhere there were people, the strong preyed on the weak. Especially the weak and beautiful women, they were the targets of others. Unfortunately, Lee Shan belonged to this category as well.    

    

The bald man and the other two were just one of the many thugs who coveted Lee Shan's beauty. Lee Shan really couldn't stand their harassment tonight, so she packed up in advance. However, she didn't expect these three thugs to follow her.    

    

"Big Brother …" Please spare us... "We won't dare to do that again …"    

    

The bald man had snot and tears all over his face. His nose was broken, his right hand was broken, and his ribs were broken. However, at this moment, he forgot the pain, afraid that he would be silenced.    

    

Zhang Yang pondered for a long time. After a long time, he coldly said, "Leave all of your money behind as compensation."    

    

Hearing that, the bald man finally let out a sigh of relief. Yellow Hair and the vulgar man, who pretended to be dead, just happened to wake up. The three of them shakily took out their wallets and handed them over to Zhang Yang.    

    

There wasn't much money, only a little over four thousand yuan. After Zhang Yang threw the wallet to them, he pondered for a moment.    

    

It was impossible for him to kill someone in broad daylight, at least for now. However, this feeling of restriction made Zhang Yang more and more depressed. With his current level 1 Devil Pattern Master's strength, it was impossible for him to ignore the law.    

    

Simply put, a level one Devil Pattern Master could not actually be considered a real Devil Pattern Master. They could only release some simple but not practical inscriptions, and most of them were basic magic prints used to practice with.    

    

In the early stage of the inscriptions technique, which did not have any destructive power, the middle stage of the Forbidden Martial Disciple realm used the body to store the Star Power's power. In the later stage, there were even more powerful Forbidden Techniques and Inhibition Formations.    

    

The fusion of Zhang Yang's memories allowed him to clearly understand the structure of this world.    

    

All kinds of powerful and unimaginable hot weapons, forget about a tiny first rank Devil Pattern Master, even in his previous life, when he was a forbidden practitioner who had reached Heaven Level, he would accidentally be in danger.    

    

He had to continue to increase his strength. At the very least, he would be able to reach the fifth rank in his previous life, and perhaps only then would he be able to protect himself.    

    

Of course, the power Zhang Yang said to protect himself was relative to those huge national machines.    

    

Although he had awakened the Forbidden Eye, if he wanted to advance, he would need to light up at least fifty stars in the small universe. The Star Power he needed was very majestic, and it would be impossible to do it without a special method.    

    

This was Zhang Yang's current predicament. The Star Power was simply too thin, and that girl Gu Xiner was too weak.    

    

Of course, being bound did not mean that Zhang Yang had no other choice. Although the few inscriptions he knew did not have much power to the strong, he had many ways to kill the ordinary people.    

    

Squatting down, he lightly patted the bald man's fat face in a condescending manner. His expression was indifferent, but his tone was extremely cold.    

    

"I'm not threatening you. If you let me run into you again, you will definitely die a horrible death. No one can protect you."    

    

As he said that, Zhang Yang continuously slapped his face. With the bald man's fresh blood as a guide, his five fingers secretly drew out lines of lines.    

    

This pattern technique had a pleasant sounding name. It was called Dark Star Wu Ri, and its true function was a texture illusion technique. It was an extremely powerful attack method.    

    

However, Zhang Yang's Spiritual Power s and Star Power s were limited, and only a small part of his Pattern Engraving Illusion Technique was used to make it impossible for Spiritual Power to concentrate and fall asleep, making it easier for people to have nightmares and hallucinations.    

    

Perhaps dealing with a true expert wouldn't be of much use, but it was more than enough to deal with the bald man and the other two. After a long time, they would become delirious and lose their minds, so the final result could be imagined.    

    

Although it seemed very cruel, Zhang Yang did not have the slightest bit of mercy.    

    

In the Devil Pattern Continent, if one did not have a decisive character, forget about becoming a strong warrior, even surviving would be a problem.    

    

After all, there was no such thing as a thousand days of guarding against thieves.    

    

The bald man and the other two acted as if they had just received amnesty, supporting each other as they fled in a sorry state.    

    

After a long time, a light sound came from the courtyard.    

    

Zhang Yang frowned slightly as he turned around to enter.