Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Ordinary people's lives were still ordinary and dull. The people in the circle were still extremely tense. After six consecutive days, the entire circle of people in an orderly manner had fallen into a strange atmosphere.    

    

With the destruction of the Wind God Manor, other than the Judgment Station, no other force had made a move, nor did any other organization go after the perpetrator.    

    

Under such a strange atmosphere, everyone was waiting. Everyone was paying close attention to the development of the situation, and similarly, their eyes were closely following the back of the young man.    

    

When Zhang Yang appeared in Dingping city, the news immediately spread to all the big bosses, and everyone who heard the news couldn't help but gasp.    

    

They were going to kill them all!    

    

Everyone in the circle knew that Wind God Manor was headquartered at the peak of Peace City. When Zhang Yang appeared, his intentions and schemes were obvious.    

    

Very quickly, another piece of news arrived.    

    

The appearance of the Wind God Manor's Wu Xingfeng and the Bai Family's Patriarch, Bai Rui, had also caused quite a commotion.    

    

Everyone was guessing.    

    

This was simply a comet colliding with the Earth. It looked like it was about to collide.    

    

All of them rushed to the peak of Emerald Mountain at an extremely fast speed. They were very clear that from today onwards, the situation would be clear for all to see, and it would be up to them to decide who would win and who would lose.    

    

Dingping City, Mount Yujing.    

    

Ferid sat quietly in the main seat with his eyes half closed. He ignored the representatives who rushed over, so no one knew what he was thinking.    

    

In fact, with the current situation, Ferid was very clear that with Zhang Yang's background, it was impossible for Emperor Throne to kill him.    

    

The reason why he appeared this time was because he wanted to borrow Emperor Throne's power to intimidate Zhang Yang, and then negotiate with him. Only by doing this could he pull up the Wind God Manor that was almost paralyzed once again.    

    

Of course, Ferid also wanted to use this matter to intimidate the other forces. After all, Manor Order was one of the members of the Underground World Order.    

    

Not just anyone could do that!    

    

After a while, there were a lot of people gathered in this area. Most of them were the people in charge of the manor, and some were the managers of the white industry. It was impossible for real people to be present at such an occasion.    

    

Suddenly, a luxurious flying car quickly approached and slowly landed. A woman wearing a red dress with a vertical collar walked out. She was like a dazzling flame, but her delicate body was emitting an ice-cold killing aura.    

    

It was none other than the controller of Jinwei City, Bishop Meng Xuan.    

    

"Bishop Meng Xuan, I didn't expect you to come."    

    

When Wu Xingfeng saw Meng Xuan appear, he did not hide the anger in his heart. Before, Wind God Manor, regardless of whether it was black or white, gave Meng Xuan many benefits. But now, not only did Meng Xuan turn hostile, she even beat him down.    

    

Meng Xuan indifferently glanced at Wu Xingfeng, then walked forward. Her voice slowly drifted over, "Zhang Yang is now our Judgment Station's honorary Sect Bishop …"    

    

She only spoke half a sentence before falling silent, but the meaning behind her words was very obvious. Zhang Yang was already a person of Judgment Station and could not be moved by anyone just because they wanted to, even if it was Emperor Throne.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Ferid suddenly snorted coldly and didn't say anything. Wu Xingfeng, on the other hand, had an ugly expression on his face as he sat to the side.    

    

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the plaza froze. No one said anything, but everyone simultaneously turned to look in the same direction.    

    

In the distance, in front of a pavilion, two figures walked over in tow.    

    

They walked very slowly, but it seemed as if they walked very quickly. In just three minutes, they had arrived at the edge of the arena.    

    

Zhang Yang's name had resounded through the ears of everyone in the past few days. However, very few people had personally seen him. At this moment, when they saw this young man, they were filled with doubt.    

    

This is Zhang Yang, the young man who killed Leng Xiao and Bai Bufan Hai Yuntian a few days ago? It was different from what he had imagined.    

    

Indeed, Zhang Yang looked very ordinary from head to toe. He was dressed in common attire. He did not have the temperament of a master, nor did he have a strong aura.    

    

Beside him was a woman. She was wearing camouflage combat clothing, military boots, and a long cap that covered most of her face, making it impossible for anyone to see her true appearance.    

    

Very quickly, the crowd passed by her and once again looked at Zhang Yang, who had been walking forward this entire time. However, very quickly, there were people who became surprised.    

    

Zhang Yang didn't stop. Instead, he walked towards Wu Xingfeng on the left.    

    

What was he going to do!    

    

Everyone was puzzled by his actions. Even Ye Shishi slightly frowned. Only Meng Xuan's expression changed. At this moment, she suddenly started to regret coming over.    

    

Damn it, could it be that this guy … Madman, this madman.    

    

"Zhang Yang!" Ferid, who was sitting on the chair, was also puzzled. Seeing Zhang Yang stop in his tracks, he asked, "What are you doing?"    

    

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth. He turned around and looked at Ferid in surprise and said, "Of course it's to kill people. What do you think I'm here for?"    

    

His voice was very calm and casual, causing everyone's hearts to tremble. His words contained no emotion, just like how he said, "I'm eating." It was so bland that it made them feel uncomfortable.    

    

When they came back to their senses, everyone was stunned. This guy … He truly had no qualms. Rumors had it that this person was arrogant and rampant. Now, it seemed that he was even more arrogant than the rumors.    

    

In reality, she had a headache. Just now, she boasted shamelessly that Zhang Yang was Judgment Station, Sect Bishop's words, but now that the other party had made a move, this … This was simply a baneful star; it wanted to push its Judgment Station into a pit of fire.    

    

However, at this moment, Ye Shishi truly felt Zhang Yang was different. It was very different, but she couldn't put her words into words to describe the difference.    

    

Hearing this.    

    

Wu Xingfeng suddenly stood up and stared at Zhang Yang as he shouted word by word, "Zhang Yang, you have gone too far!"    

    

However, what responded was a hand.    

    

No one expected Zhang Yang to make a move so easily, and the target was still Wind God Manor's Emperor Throne, Wu Xingfeng.    

    

Everyone knew that Emperor Throne, who was able to enter the top 10 of the Manor Order, was a powerful warrior, and all of them had broken through the second limit. Although Zhang Yang had killed Hai Yuntian and Bai Bufan, no one believed that he was stronger than Emperor Throne.    

    

In the arena, Ye Shishi stared closely as she thought about Zhang Yang's weird behavior. Why would he do that? She didn't know, and she couldn't quite keep up with Zhang Yang's thoughts.    

    

Zhang Yang raised his arm and reached out to grab Wu Xingfeng at a very slow speed.    

    

"You are courting death!"    

    

Wu Xingfeng sneered. He raised his hand and made a grabbing motion. He thought that he had grabbed onto someone else, but he felt that he had missed. His face changed as he quickly retreated, but it was too late.    

    

The trajectory of Zhang Yang's slow hand was clearly visible. However, in the next moment, it appeared on Wu Xingfeng's shoulder, followed by the sound of breaking bones.    

    

Everyone looked at Zhang Yang's hand and they all thought that it was useless against Wu Xingfeng. However, no one expected Wu Xingfeng to break his right arm.    

    

Seeing this scene, a hint of surprise flashed past Ye Shishi's eyes. Other people might not know, but she could tell that Zhang Yang's palm strike clearly belonged to the Dao of Assassination of Shadow Tower.    

    

Wu Xingfeng paled. As someone who experienced it for himself, no one knew how scared he was. At this moment, he completely ignored the shattered left arm and used the force to retreat quickly. His body was also slowly fading.    

    

Even if the gods came, they wouldn't be able to stop the people Zhang Yang wanted to kill.    

    

At the same time Wu Xingfeng retreated, Zhang Yang also turned around at the same time and threw a punch across the air. The air currents around him surged violently as they whistled with an ear-piercing sound.    

    

Bang!    

    

Wu Xingfeng's figure appeared again. He didn't know what was going on, but he felt a tearing pain in his chest and a powerful force was attacking him. His throat felt sweet and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.    

    

When he looked up, he was shocked to see a young man slowly walking toward him.    

    

"Sir, there is no enmity between you and I, Wu Xingfeng. Why do you want to kill me?!"    

    

Somehow, Wu Xingfeng's heart felt like it was pressing down on a huge rock as he watched Zhang Yang slowly move. Even breathing was difficult. Only now did he finally understand that this young man's strength was beyond his comprehension.    

    

"Twenty years ago, did you remember the Brother Manor?"    

    

Zhang Yang didn't stop and looked at Wu Xingfeng indifferently.    

    

"Brother Manor?"    

    

How could Wu Xingfeng not remember, the reason Wind God Manor was able to rank in the top ten was because of Brother Manor, but … But what did that have to do with him?    

    

Could it be …    

    

"Which of the four are you from?"    

    

Wu Xingfeng could only guess this, but wasn't he called Zhang Yang? Within the Brother Manor's Four Great Skynet, there was no one surnamed Zhang. If that wasn't the case, then why did he sigh at Brother Manor?    

    

Seeing that Zhang Yang did not answer, Wu Xingfeng retreated and continued, "Back then, the destruction of Brother Manor was completely unrelated to me. Sir, did you find the wrong person to seek revenge on?"    

    

Zhang Yang did not say a word and continued to walk forward. The killing intent in his eyes became more and more obvious.    

    

Wu Xingfeng clenched his teeth. No matter how powerful the other party was, it wasn't his style to just sit there and wait for death.    

    

Immediately, his two legs stomped on the ground heavily and he leaped into the air, his entire body emitting a strong aura. He twisted his waist in the air and his legs danced like scissor blades, and every time he kicked out, both legs would form a green arc of light, turning into a pillar of light to attack.    

    

"Wind God's Leg!"    

    

This was true training, and was a symbol of Force Level. The magnetic energy in the air above the blood in his body had completely changed, and through his perception, he was able to attack from the outside.    

    

Force Level could destroy all things, and possess the power to destroy all techniques.    

    

However, what shocked Wu Xingfeng to the core was that even though these dazzling lights could tear steel apart, when they hit Zhang Yang's body, only layers of ripples were produced. It was as if raindrops fell into the sea and did not suffer any damage.    

    

"Die!"    

    

Wu Xingfeng's eyes were bloodshot. He quickly waved his hand in the air and another ball of dazzling light flashed. He then turned into a roaring Vicious Beast and started to devour it.    

    

"Aooo!"    

    

A roar that seemed to originate from ancient times resounded and in an instant, the black shadow around Zhang Yang's body surged, as though a dragon was coiling around his body, the roaring Vicious Beast that was attacking him disappeared without a trace like a moth flying into the fire.    

    

Under such a strange situation, everyone was stunned. No one knew what Zhang Yang's dragon-like shadow was.    

    

Seeing that his Secret Arts could not even deal with Zhang Yang, Wu Xingfeng was scared out of his wits. Retreating in fright, he shouted once again and charged forward. Unexpectedly, after taking two steps, he turned around and ran.    

    

However, just as his feet left the ground, he suddenly stopped, his entire body frozen in midair.    

    

A hand appeared above his head. The hand was sparkling and translucent, surrounded by lightning. The hand appeared too suddenly, as if it came from a spatial crack.    

    

Pow!    

    

A palm slammed down!    

    

With a "hong", Wu Xingfeng's body fell to the ground. Blood flowed out from his seven orifices, and his body twitched twice before he finally stopped moving.    

    

With one move, Wu Xingfeng died.    

    

"Hidden Concealment!"    

    

Ye Shishi's pupils suddenly contracted as she looked at Zhang Yang's fading figure, and she said those words in a daze.