Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

They were two youths around the age of thirty. The one on the left had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was handsome, ethereal, and wore a white suit.    

    

The young man on the right was also extraordinary. His long red hair covered half of his face, revealing only the right side of his face. One of his eyes was ice-cold, and he wore a purple robe.    

    

After they entered, they seemed to subconsciously glance at Zhang Yang and Fatty, then looked away to find a seat.    

    

"Eh, that's Lv Dashuai?"    

    

The white-suited youth was faintly surprised, and quickly became disdainful, "For such a person to become a Light Five-star Brilliance seems to be overstating things."    

    

Everyone in the circle knew Lv Dashuai's name, not because of his identity in Light Five-star Brilliance, but because of this guy's character. He was a complete scoundrel, a lecherous, hoodlum, a scoundrel, a swindler, and a swindler.    

    

"Brother Wuliang, you brought me here for this guy?" The white suit asked.    

    

"Heh heh, of course not." The purple-robed youth shook his head slightly. He had a faint smile on his face as if he was someone unfathomable. He said softly, "Brother Wu Tie, do you know who the person sitting next to Lv Dashuai is?"    

    

"I don't think he's an outstanding person when he's with someone like Lv Dashuai."    

    

The voice of the young man in a white suit was like his own. It gave off a feeling of being light and flippant, and his manner and speech revealed a haughtiness and haughtiness.    

    

"Hur hur." The purple-clothed youth smiled lightly. He paused for a moment, then said, "He's Zhang Yang, who has been in the limelight recently!"    

    

"Oh? It's him! "    

    

Hearing the two words "Zhang Yang", the youth in the white suit's relaxed face changed color. His pupils also quickly contracted. Then, he looked over once again without concealing his eyes.    

    

His thin body was dressed in ordinary clothes. He had a pair of calm and emotionless eyes, and his entire body seemed ordinary. There was nothing out of the ordinary about him. If one didn't look at him intentionally, it would be very easy to make people ignore him.    

    

After a long time, the young man in a white suit finally let out a sigh. "Really …" A very ordinary person, how much credibility did the rumors have? "    

    

His tone was filled with both displeasure and disbelief. Sneering faintly, he said, "He's that Zhan Shaowang, the god of slaughter, the Zhang Yang that caused starlight to explode, and destroyed merit points?"    

    

Zhan Shaotian, Tu Feng God, Rumbling Star Light, and Extinguishing Wind God were the twelve words that were now known to everyone in the federation, especially for Five Star Yao and Eight Shaotian, who were unscrupulous and domineering.    

    

Even for many orders, it was full of mystery and unknowns.    

    

Of course, there were also many people who didn't believe it and disdained it. The white suit was one of them, after all, those were all rumors. Normally, the rumors were exaggerated.    

    

At this moment, although he was somewhat surprised, it was only surprise. There was already a hint of disdain in his words. A hidden killing intent flashed across his eyes as he sneered and stopped questioning.    

    

The purple-robed youth shook his head and said, "You said that he appeared here for no reason. Could something have happened? I really want to see for myself."    

    

"In the end, a person like him won't live for long. If I have the chance, I don't mind killing him myself."    

    

"It might be very lively tonight."    

    

"..."    

    

As if responding to the violet-clothed youth's words, a few minutes later, another three middle-aged men walked in. All of them wore expensive clothes and had an extraordinary bearing, and they lightly glanced at the fatty before finding a spot to sit.    

    

Another ten minutes passed, and another group of people entered. In less than a moment, the originally cold hall was already filled with quite a few people.    

    

These people seemed to have an extraordinary price. Most of them would order a few expensive delicacies and chat in a low tone. Occasionally, there would be a glance at Zhang Yang and Fatty's position.    

    

At this moment, after the fatty finished drinking a small cup of wine, he sat upright with his head lowered and his brows furrowed, as if he was enduring something. On his forehead and cheeks, strange black perspiration flowed out.    

    

"Haha, I heard the legendary Lv Dashuai is here?"    

    

A clear and rough voice suddenly sounded. Lv Dashuai seemed to have just reached his limit of patience. He immediately looked towards the direction of the voice and cursed, "Who the hell is calling me grandpa?"    

    

The door to the hall was pushed open, and a group of three people walked in. The leader was about thirty years old, and he wore a gold-bordered uniform with a golden lion's head tattooed on the cuffs and shoulders, the symbol of his status as a member of the Society of the Lions.    

    

The young man placed his hands behind his back and ignored the rest of the people in the hall. With a playful smile on his face, he slowly walked over.    

    

"Who am I, it turns out to be brother Xie Wei. Hur Hur!"    

    

Fatty's hands were trembling as he used his sleeves to wipe away the black perspiration on his forehead. However, the burning sensation in his body did not recede. Instead, it only grew more intense.    

    

"Bro, his name is Xie Wei, he's the controller of the underground casino. His uncle, Xie Loong, is a 9-star general from the Male Lion Association. He is also the controller of this clubhouse."    

    

Although Xie Wei's reputation in the circle of order wasn't as resounding as Dark Eighth Young Emperor's and Light Five-star Brilliance's, as long as someone understood him, they would definitely not look down on him, and even fear him.    

    

This Xie Wei didn't even bother to greet him and directly sat beside the fatty. He first looked at the fatty in astonishment, then looked at Zhang Yang and laughed loudly.    

    

"Zhan Shaotian, the god of the slaughter, the star of the destruction, and the merit points. I presume this is the young hero whose fame has spread throughout the federation, Zhang Yang."    

    

The whole hall was shaken by him, and started to buzz. After the people who came to the hall heard this, although they had already come to a conclusion, they were still surprised and focused their eyes on Zhang Yang.    

    

He had an ordinary appearance and wore ordinary clothes. He did not have the temperament of an expert. He was a very ordinary youth.    

    

However, when Xie Wei said the words' beheading Shaowang Huang ',' killing the wind god ',' radiance ', and' achievement ', many people in the hall had sullen looks on their faces, as if drops of water were about to drip out of them.    

    

Zhang Yang crossed his legs and sat on the chair with his arm resting on the table. He leaned forward and continued to eat. He glanced at Xie Wei for a second and then continued to eat.    

    

"Brother Zhang Yang's name is famous throughout the federation. Xie Wei is truly envious. To be able to get to know each other today, it is my, Xie Wei's, fortune to be able to do so! Everyone, cheers! "    

    

Saying that, he picked up the wine glass in front of the fatty's table as if he was already acquainted with him. However … Zhang Yang did not move. Without even looking at him, his indifferent voice came over.    

    

"My wine is quite expensive. You can't afford it, so put it down."    

    

Xie Wei stared blankly for a moment before bursting out into laughter. "Brother Zhang Yang sure knows how to joke. There isn't any wine in the Federation that I, Xie Wei, cannot drink …"    

    

Before he even finished his sentence, Zhang Yang interrupted him and said, "Can the value of this goblet of wine make a person's strength level up, do you think you can afford to drink it?"    

    

Everyone present saw the black wine jar on Zhang Yang's table and faintly guessed that it was brought by him. However, no one believed his words, and Xie Wei shook his head, held up his wine cup, and stared at Zhang Yang with a smile.    

    

"Does Brother Zhang Yang think that I'm a three year old kid?"    

    

"Do I look like I'm joking?"    

    

Zhang Yang still had his head down, but he pointed at the fatty beside him with his chopsticks and said, "Smell it for yourself."    

    

At this moment, the fatty was sitting on a chair as his entire body was trembling. Strangely, black blood seeped out from his mouth, ears, nose and even his eyes, making him look extremely terrifying.    

    

Only after hearing Zhang Yang's voice did he raise his head and wipe his face. When he looked closely, his hands were covered in dark brown sticky blood and there was an extremely bad stench.    

    

He had never experienced such a feeling before. His body was like a mass of flames burning crazily, cooking his blood and roasting his bone marrow. He could clearly feel his blood boiling, and even the slow leakage of matter from his pores.    

    

"This …"    

    

Xie Wei, who was at the side, suddenly stood up. His originally satisfied eyes were now wide open as shock, surprise, puzzlement and deep greed filled his eyes!    

    

The other people in the hall also had expressions of shock upon seeing this scene.    

    

Everyone knew that there were many types of liquids in the Federation that could strengthen the body. Although the strengthening methods were different, there were only three types of liquids.    

    

One was to strengthen the body, it was to strengthen the body, the other was to purify the body, it was to purify the body, and the second was to viciously change the body, transforming the body into a Mutant Seed, it was to transform the body.    

    

Everyone present had more or less used one of the three, so they were very clear on the effects of the three liquids. However, they had never heard of liquids that could directly promote one's cultivation level.    

    

After hearing what was said, everyone's attention was focused on Fatty. Although they could not tell if Zhang Yang's words were true or not, his current performance was extremely similar to the legendary purifying liquid. It seemed to remove impurities, at least it had the effect of purifying.    

    

Even the inferior products were priceless in the black market, and everyone knew that although the fatty's character was rotten to the core, his strength was definitely not bad. Now that he had actually seen this effect, everyone's gazes had become strange and different.    

    

After about ten minutes, Fatty suddenly raised his head. Although there were traces of black perspiration on the face of the baby, his eyes were brimming with surprise and joy.    

    

He was no longer as carefree and unrestrained as he usually was. His expression became serious as he said, "Brother, I'll never thank you for your great kindness!"    

    

Zhang Yang, who was tasting delicacies, smiled and said, "The second cup will strengthen your bones."    

    

Fatty's eyes lit up. He immediately turned around and looked at Xie Wei, who was still in shock. With lightning speed, he snatched the wine cup from Xie Wei's hand. Without saying a word, he lifted his head and gulped it down.    

    

A minute later, Fatty's broad back began to squirm like a huge dragon. The bones throughout his entire body began to crackle incessantly. This kind of cracking sounds lasted for a whole ten minutes before Fatty managed to hold on.    

    

Zhang Yang gave him another small cup, and laughed, "For this third cup, you need to find a quiet place. If you are lucky, you can enter the late stage of Force Level, and the worst case scenario would be that you could advance from the early stage of Force Level to the mid stage."    

    

Fatty took the wine cup with a tremble and did not say anything. He nodded heavily at Zhang Yang and took a deep breath. His body slightly flickered a few times and then disappeared.    

    

Three minutes after he left, the entire hall was completely silent. Everyone's expression became complicated as they looked at the black wine jar on Zhang Yang's table without concealing the greed in their eyes.    

    

"Ha ha!" Zhang Yang poured himself another glass of wine, raised his head and drank it, then said, "I told you, you can't afford it!"    

    

Hearing this, Xie Wei, who was still stiff on the side, suddenly came to his senses. His facial expression kept changing. After a long while, he started laughing out loud and started clapping.    

    

"Good, good, good, amazing, really amazing." Then he turned around and looked at the people in the hall, muttering to himself, "Brother Zhang Yang really opened my eyes."    

    

With that, he paused for a moment, with a playful smile on his face, he stared at Zhang Yang and said, "I wonder if Brother Zhang Yang is selling this wine?"    

    

"Can you afford it?"