Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

After Feng Ming gave the order, a dozen black shadows disappeared. There was not even a shadow to be found. Only the distorted shadows covered Zhang Yang completely. It was like a distorted image, like a fish swimming lightly on the water surface.    

    

Inside the field, Zhang Yang stood there quietly, as if everything that happened before his eyes had nothing to do with him. When he slowly raised his head, his face was a little pale, and his eyes contained a faint Dark Light.    

    

He seemed to be suppressing something.    

    

At this moment.    

    

The crowd outside saw Zhang Yang's body dissipating bit by bit. He looked like a broken piece of porcelain, which was breaking at a very slow speed. It also looked like a virtual projection, the corner of his clothes were slowly dissipating.    

    

What was going on?    

    

No one knew what was going on, but even the dark-faced old man who had stepped into the Peak of Domain Level was puzzled. He even took out his own Spiritual Power to sense, but to no avail.    

    

The surrounding space continued to twist and distort, with the same chaotic scene as before.    

    

Suddenly!    

    

The body of Zhang Yang, who had been defeated, became strangely solid again. No one knew what had happened, and no one could figure it out.    

    

Pop!    

    

However, at this moment, the originally distorted space came to a standstill without any warning. In an instant, it shattered like a piece of glass and a popping sound rang out.    

    

The sound was abnormally crisp and clear. However, following this clear sound, a person appeared out of nowhere and fell onto the ground. They no longer had any breath, and had already become a corpse.    

    

Next, another, another, three more, thirty …    

    

Within the space, it was as if there was a feast of human flesh and dumplings. Only the falling corpses were left. The hall was abnormally clear, ear-piercing, and extremely stifling.    

    

In less than ten seconds, fifty corpses littered the ground around them. No one knew what had happened.    

    

That person, that young man, that young man in the common attire, didn't seem to have moved at all.    

    

No matter if it was Shadow Tower's second young master Feng Ming, or the black-faced old man who had already reached Peak of Domain Level, they were both core figures of Shadow Tower. They had unique attainments in Dao of Assassination and Hidden Domain, but they had never encountered such a ridiculous situation.    

    

What just happened inside!?    

    

I don't know!    

    

How did the enemy attack!    

    

I don't know!    

    

This was because they had not seen the young man make his move, nor had they even moved an inch.    

    

The entire hall was deathly silent. Such a terrifying and strange scene made everyone's scalp tingle. Even the Lady Boss and Zhou Meng were the same, not to mention those second-rate and third-rate powers.    

    

Ye Yin and the other three young ladies opened their eyes wide in disbelief. Their mouths were slightly open and close as they stared in disbelief at the young man in the arena. This scene was completely beyond their comprehension.    

    

Standing figures and piles of corpses, silently killing, unknown fear, the entire hall seemed to be frozen in place.    

    

"You … "You …"    

    

Feng Ming's expression was ugly. He was shocked and angry, but his heart was getting more and more uneasy. He took a deep breath and tried his best to remain calm as he turned his head to look at the dark-faced old man.    

    

"Black Elder, take him away …"    

    

The voice suddenly stopped. At the same time, Feng Ming's and the dark-faced old man's faces turned pale without a trace of blood.    

    

Because the youth that was originally standing there silently took a step forward.    

    

It wasn't just them. After stepping out, everyone on the floor was suppressed by an incomprehensible force, making them unable to breathe.    

    

It was not momentum, not aura, nor was it pressure. No one knew what it was. They could not move, did not dare to move, and even their breathing began to suffocate.    

    

One step, and the four directions were completely silent!    

    

Tap, tap, tap...    

    

With every step, Feng Ming and the black-faced elder's faces became paler. They had never felt such fear before. They felt death approaching them.    

    

But they could only wait, wait for life and death, as if their fates were controlled by a god.    

    

At this moment, the entire floor was deathly silent. Only the sound of his own heartbeat could be heard. It was as if his life was being wiped away at any moment. No one dared to doubt that feeling.    

    

At this moment, Ku Zhu, who had his head lowered, also raised it with great difficulty. He didn't even feel it himself. At this moment, a jovial smile appeared on his face, but his eyes were filled with confusion.    

    

"Silent Slaughter... So familiar... "Why is it so familiar? Why do I know that it was a silent massacre just now …"    

    

"Sir …" Just what is it... "Who …"    

    

Seeing that Zhang Yang did not respond, and still walked over step by step, he could not help but tremble. He forcefully suppressed the fear that came from the Life Sea, took a deep breath and said, "This old man is Shadow Tower's Hei Wufeng, I think a misunderstanding has occurred. We should sit down, my Young Master will hold a feast …"    

    

"That's right, friend. There must have been a misunderstanding …"    

    

Feng Ming also opened his mouth to reply. His heart was filled with both fear and anger, but under such circumstances, he had no choice but to lower his head in pride.    

    

Fight?    

    

How do I fight?    

    

He was locked down by a force that he could not understand and could not move at all. If he were to make a move, the price would be death. At this moment, this was exactly what he felt.    

    

No one wanted to die, nor did Feng Ming. He liked to control the life and death of others, but it was his turn to experience a fear that he had never felt before.    

    

"Misunderstanding?"    

    

Zhang Yang walked over slowly and said in a calm voice, "No, there's no misunderstanding. Weren't you looking for me?"    

    

"I have never known you before. I don't even know your name, so how would I be able to find you …"    

    

Just as he was speaking, Feng Ming suddenly stopped talking. His expression became even more aghast, and he almost subconsciously shouted, "You … "You are Zhang Yang …"    

    

Zhang Yang?    

    

The moment he said this, the entire audience was stunned.    

    

Everyone in the surroundings who were similarly unable to move had expressions of disbelief on their faces. This was because not long ago, they had discussed this person before.    

    

Zhan Shaowang, Rumbling Star Light, Extinguishing Wind God, Despicable Emperor Throne, Disregarding Judgment Station, and so on, these were all things that this young man had done before.    

    

Not long ago, there were rumors spreading around that Monitoring Department had been annihilated. Wei Dong, the royal guards, Hu Minglie, Salar Palace Master Sading, Hanging Temple Master Liu Gao, Hanging Temple Master Sorrow, as well as the Judgment Station prince and Shadow Tower's Yin Yang Tower master had all been killed.    

    

It was a young man, and his name was Zhang Yang!    

    

This piece of news had previously spread crazily in the circle. Some people had confirmed the accuracy of these people dying suddenly, but no one knew whether it was Zhang Yang or not. Everyone was guessing.    

    

In general, almost no one believed that this matter was real. They all thought that this person was a scapegoat who was pushed around to cover up the truth of the matter that they didn't want others to know about.    

    

Other than these discussions, there were also many people who had once sighed and pitied him. Such a promising young man had been killed in the cradle of growth just like that.    

    

However, when they heard that the young man who brought death to everyone was Zhang Yang, they all fell silent.    

    

His face was gloomy and his eyes were overwhelmed with shock, because he too, had scoffed at the little piece of news. Back then, when the vice tower lord, Gui Wei, returned from the Monitoring Department Base, he had warned him that he could not be careless when encountering this person.    

    

In fact, even if the ghost officials did not believe that it was all done by one person, when it reached Hei Wufeng's ears, it was only a simple reminder, nothing more.    

    

"He … Was he really Zhang Yang? Our guild leader? "    

    

On the other side, Ye Yin and the others were the least suppressed. At this moment, their eyes were filled with disbelief when they looked at Zhang Yang. When they came back to their senses, they were curious and excited.    

    

Ever since they had joined the Brother Sect Institute, they had never seen the president. Usually, the three elders would pass down the president's orders, and every time they requested to see the president, they would be forced to busy themselves and back down.    

    

Now that they had met each other and thought about how the six black shadows that had locked onto them had mysteriously died, they were completely convinced that it was the guild leader who had done the deed.    

    

"Third Elder …" "Is she our president …"    

    

"I guess so …" Zhou Meng laughed bitterly, not knowing how to reply.    

    

"He's really cool. Rumor has it that the guild leader's appearance is ordinary and he usually dresses up as the masses. It's indeed just like what the rumors say, but he has a very good temperament."    

    

Ye Yin and the rest seemed to understand why the Third Elder and the Great Elder were as obedient as cats in front of him.    

    

Zhou Meng and the Lady Boss smiled bitterly.    

    

At this moment, seeing that Zhang Yang still walked over without saying a word, Feng Ming could not suppress the fear that came from the depths of his brain. He shouted with a sharp voice, "I … I come from the Shadow Tower. "    

    

"So what if he's from Shadow Tower?"    

    

With one step forward, Zhang Yang strangely appeared in front of Feng Ming. His face was calm, without a single trace of emotion mixed in as he stared straight at Feng Ming.    

    

"Weren't you always looking for me? Didn't you want to kill me? Didn't they say that I'm an ant? Didn't they say that they would beat me to death? "    

    

Zhang Yang raised his voice as he finished his sentence.    

    

"I am right in front of you. Come, annihilate me!"    

    

His calm voice was like a thunderclap that exploded in Feng Ming's ears. He didn't dare to respond, nor did he dare to look directly into his eyes. He lowered his head and struggled to speak with a shaky voice.    

    

"I am... "Shadow Tower's second young master …"    

    

Pow!    

    

Zhang Yang raised his hand and slapped him on the cheek. "What happened to the second young master of Shadow Tower?"    

    

Feeling the stinging pain on his cheek, Feng Ming wanted to retaliate desperately, but this thought was immediately swallowed up. Feng Ming's head even leaned forward uncontrollably, as if he was actively looking over his face.    

    

"My father is the tower lord of Shadow Tower, Feng Wuhen. You can't …"    

    

Pow!    

    

Another crisp hand seal slapped his face. "So what if it's the tower lord of Shadow Tower? "So what if it's Feng Wuhen?"    

    

Tat tat tat, Feng Ming stopped after being pulled back seven or eight steps, but his upper body was leaning forward strangely. At this moment, he no longer had any anger, only endless fear enveloped him.    

    

"Our Shadow Tower has already joined the Light Council, you can't …"    

    

Pow!    

    

Another slap flew over.    

    

"So what if you have Light Council?"    

    

Snap    

    

Another slap.    

    

"Well?"    

    

"I am a member of Crown Prince Alliance."    

    

Zhang Yang walked over, and threw a slap: "So what if you have Crown Prince Alliance?"    

    

Feng Ming's whole face could no longer be called a face. It was swollen like a pig's head. With a few slaps, blood trickled out from his ears, nose and mouth, he grinned and glared at Zhang Yang.    

    

"You … Don't you dare go too far! "    

    

"So what if I bully you?"    

    

Zhang Yang raised his hand and kicked him in the face, sending him flying more than ten meters away, but he did not fall. He looked like an uncontrollable doll.    

    

"Zhang Yang!"    

    

"If you dare kill me, there will be no place for you to hide in this world. No one will let you go, Shadow Tower, Judgment Station, Congress, Crown Prince Alliance will not let you go!"    

    

"Whiz!"    

    

Zhang Yang strode forward and sent him flying with another kick. This time, Feng Ming's face was full of smiles as he came into close contact with the ground. Before Zhang Yang could get up, he had already placed his foot on his cheek.    

    

"So what if I don't let you go?"    

    

Crack!    

    

Zhang Yang broke his left arm with a stomp, "You bastards, even if you don't want to be a good person, you still have to be an animal!"    

    

Ka-cha! *    

    

With another stomp, Feng Ming's right arm made a clear bone-breaking sound as it was stomped into a lump of indistinct flesh.    

    

"If Shadow Tower doesn't make a good assassination attempt, then why the f * ck did you all change your route and join Light Council? Ready to preserve world peace and save the universe?    

    

Crack!    

    

Feng Ming's left leg was trampled broken, "Crown Prince Alliance? You are the crown prince? You must be the crown prince of this old man! "    

    

Ka-cha! *    

    

Feng Ming's right leg also turned into a lump of blurry flesh.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

A mournful and miserable howl came out. Feng Ming glared at Zhang Yang and said, "Crown Prince Alliance will definitely not let you go. Ge Qian will definitely avenge me."    

    

Crack!    

    

Crack!    

    

Zhang Yang raised his foot and stomped a few times, directly breaking the ribs on both sides of Zhang Yang. His breastbone also caved in, but even so, Feng Ming didn't die.    

    

"Come on, I'll kill one! Come on, I'll burn them!"    

    

As he said that, he stomped on Feng Ming's head.    

    

Puff!    

    

Like a tomato that was stepped on, red blood and white brain matter splattered everywhere, there was not a single trace of blood on Zhang Yang's body.    

    

Dead!    

    

Just like that, the second young master of Shadow Tower was brutally slaughtered before his head was chopped into pieces.    

    

Everyone who stood stiffly in the hall was terrified to the extreme. Even their breathing had stopped, and only their trembling bodies betrayed their inner feelings.    

    

Fear! Infinite fear!    

    

When Zhang Yang's eyes swept over the dark-faced old man, his face turned ashen and his body suddenly swelled up. It seemed like he wanted to escape from this place.    

    

Zhang Yang raised his arm and took a big step. He then formed a claw with his hand and suddenly pulled in the air.    

    

Whoosh.    

    

The black-faced old man was pulled over by Zhang Yang and grabbed his neck with one hand. The black-faced old man spat out blood and his eyes were filled with fear.    

    

"Let's die together!"    

    

As he spoke, the black-faced old man was actually almost completely transparent, emitting an incomparably dazzling blue light. His body seemed to be cracking, crisscrossing cracks appearing on the surface of his body, like porcelain on the verge of breaking apart.    

    

Self-detonation!    

    

Self-destruct was different from the secret technique, it was using the body as a carrier, gathering all of the energy in the body and then completely exploding it. The power was extremely terrifying, even if encountered the self-detonation of a Peak of Domain Level expert, he would still have to retreat with his tail between his legs.    

    

Seeing that there was no hope for him to survive, the black-faced old man did not want to be killed, so he self-destructed, wanting to die together with Zhang Yang.    

    

However, the moment his body cracked open, Zhang Yang raised his arm and struck the top of his head.    

    

Puff!    

    

Like a balloon that had been punctured, the dark-faced old man's body instantly returned to its original size. Fear and shock filled his face, and he found it hard to understand what was going on.    

    

"You … "You …"    

    

"Self-destruct?"    

    

Zhang Yang held onto his neck with one hand and looked straight at him, "Now explode! No? Do you want laozi to help you blow it up? "    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

As he spoke, he flung the dark-faced old man away.    

    

At the same time.    

    

He raised his palm and clenched his fingers. The joints of his three fingers struck his chest and he withdrew them like a dragonfly touching the water with lightning speed.    

    

Without making any sound, the elder's body was thrown high into the air. When he landed on the highest point, a pu sound rang out.    

    

A dense rain of blood began to fall from the skies.    

    

An antique Expert of Domain Level that was proficient in Dao of Assassination died completely. Not even dregs were left of him.