Chapter 28 Finally on the stage

After all, Situ Yan's arrogance has aroused the dissatisfaction of many people, and many people below are pointing at him, especially Ye Rong, a straightforward young lady of the Ye family, who is even more abusive.

Xia looked at the other party coldly. Situ Yan, the grandson of the head of the Situ family, the other party's hatred with himself is absolutely no less than Lan Guang. He clenched Xia Jijing's fists, but they all resisted not coming to the stage. The reason is very simple. This time, his goal is Lan Guang. Unless there is an unavoidable situation, he will wait until Lan Wide appearance.

"Liu Bai of Lingwu College gave his teaching to Mr. Situ."

"Zhang He of Qinfeng College gave teaching to Mr. Situ."

With the passage of time, finally, several people were not used to Situ Yan's domineering. They went to the ring one after another, and a scream came, all of which were mercilessly beaten down by Situ Yan. The bones of one of the most seriously injured limbs were all broken by it.

The deans of the four colleges did not react very much. This kind of thing was an appetizing dish in the war of the four colleges, but none of the students below were colorless and no one moved. Almost no one dared to provoke Situ Yan's * Wei again. The latter was even more complacent. He looked at the crowd contemptuously and sneered, "Hey hey, just these few small Fish, I really don't like it, but is there a fifth-level martial artist or a fourth-level pianist who is willing to fight with me?

Everyone's eyes turned to Lingwu College. In their view, Qinfeng and Qinwu can be directly ignored. As for Shengwu, naturally no one will challenge their own college.

"Wo!" Sure enough, as soon as Situ Yan's voice fell, a figure flashed out of the Lingwu College, turned over in the air, and then stood firmly on the ring.

"Tangshan of Lingwu College asked Master Situ for advice."

Everyone suddenly became noisy, and Lingwu College and others clapped their hands and praised. Situ Yan's face became a little serious, but his tone was still full of provocation. "Tangshan, it's good. You are also a little famous in Lingwu College."

Tang Shan frowned slightly and made a gesture of invitation, "Master Situ, let's go!"

"Hey hey." Situ Yan smiled gloomily, moved his feet, and shot out at Tangshan. The latter was not in a hurry, and a faint earthy yellow light appeared outside his body, and his palms were facing up, "Bang!" With a sound, Tang Shan and Situ Yan both stepped back a few steps.

"Hey hey, this is my opponent, much better than those rubbish." Situ Yan was not angry but happy, and then there was a light red light outside his body.

Everyone below became nervous one by one, especially the students of Lingwu College. Tangshan is also a well-known fifth-level martial artist in the college. If he can defeat Situ Yan, the morale of Lingwu College will inevitably increase greatly.

Ode, who was on the high platform, narrowed his old eyes and nodded with satisfaction. However, Heishi, the dean of Shengwu, didn't think so. He looked at Ode's expression and smiled faintly, "Are you full of confidence?"

Ode raised his eyelids and said flatly, "Blackstone, I think you have too much hope for Situ Yan."

"Ha ha, but I also have Xie An and Ye Cong, who are no worse than Situ Yan."

"Hey," Ou De sneered, "I also have Princess Lan Meng and Prince Lan Guang. They are both fourth-order pianists."

Blackstone's face suddenly became a little gloomy, and he ignored it with a cold snort on one side of his old face. The other white-toothed dean next to him couldn't get a word at all. As for Bohe, he doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

The two people in the ring attracted the attention of many people. Tangshan's boxing style was relatively soft, specializing in Situ Yan's weakness to attack, while Situ Yan was strong and focused on positive power. For a while, the two of them fought hard to understand, which was comparable. The students of Lingwu College and Shengwu College have begun to fight with each other, and they are all shouting loudly.

Ye Rong, who was next to Xia, curled his lips disdainfully, "Well, what's the big deal? It's better to hurt both sides. Forget it."

Xia shook his head slightly and stared at the two people on the stage. He thought to himself that Ye Rong's hope was going to fail.

"Ban!"

Tang Shan and Situ Yan slapped each other fiercely again. The latter's eyes became vicious, and his arms had turned deep red at some point. "Hey hey, let's end it like this!"

Everyone was shocked and saw Situ Yan's palm condensed, and the two burning fire cloud palms bombarded Tangshan, "Blood cloud hand!"

Tang Shan's face changed dramatically. He was also a small nobleman born in Yanjing. His martial arts skills were not as powerful as those of the Situ family at all. Seeing that his palm power had arrived in front of him, he could not dodge but to protect his whole body strength in his chest.

"Boom!"

The strength was solidly bombarded on Tangshan's body, and the latter was immediately shocked to regress. Ou Hai, the president of Lingwu, opened his eyes and couldn't help shouting, "Tangshan, hold on!"

A group of students couldn't help sweating. When they were about to fall into the ring, Tang Shan gritted his teeth, with a force on his waist and a push under his feet. His body suddenly stopped. Looking at half of the soles of his feet hanging in the air, everyone in Lingwu College finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey hey, why are you so unfaithful! You wouldn't have been hurt."

Before the turbid breath of Tang Shan's chest was exposed, Situ Yan's smiling face was already in front of him. Tang Shan's pupils shrank tightly. Situ Yan turned around, raised his right leg high, and his fierce and abnormal leg swept on Tangshan's head.

" Bang!" Tang Shan was caught off guard, his head was dizzy, and then he was hit hard again, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Tang Shan flew away from the ring, and then fell heavily on the ground and stopped moving.

Quiet, the whole audience was quiet. Dean Lingwu Ou De had stood up, opened his mouth slightly, and then sat back in the chair blankly. Blackstone's old eyes slanted, but he just smiled and said nothing.

Tangshan was carried away from the sidelines by the medical staff, and Shengwu College immediately applauded in unison. Jiang Xia's face was quite solemn, and he secretly shocked that Situ Yan's strength really lived up to his reputation. The power of the blood cloud hand alone was several times stronger than that of Situ Han's.

Situ Yan's face was extremely proud, and his eyes slowly swept over the four deans on the high platform, and finally stayed in the area of the Qinfeng College. "Hey, I heard that the Qinfeng College taught my useless brother a lesson last time. As a big brother, I should also stand up for him." He pointed to a group of students of Qinfeng College and shouted contemptuously, "Does anyone dare to fight with me in Qinfeng College?"

Qinfeng College didn't expect that Situ Yan would point the finger at himself. They looked at each other one by one and hesitated. Some of them had already turned their eyes to the general summer in the crowd.

"Hahahaha, Brother Situ, please listen to me." A man with a thin chin and a disdainful face came out of Shengwu College.

"Oh, Chang Leng, what do you want to say?" Situ Yan asked with great interest.

Chang Leng's face had some flattering meanings, "Brother Situ, you don't need to take action in this piano style college. Just let me do it. You have just played five or six games, and you still come to rest, so that we also have a chance to perform, hahahaha."

Several coaxing students of Shengwu College burst into laughter, "Yes, yes, yes, Qinfeng College does not need Brother Situ to take action."

Situ Yan was originally arrogant. When everyone said this, he was even more complacent. "Okay, then I'll take a break. Chang Leng, please teach me a good lesson from the Piano and Wind Academy."

After saying that, Situ Yan had returned to his original position, standing next to him with sarcasm Xie An and a calm face.

The ring has been changed to Chang Leng. He walked to the central position and said like Situ Yan, "Do you dare to fight with me? If not, you will all abstain from the bottom.

"Abstention is at the bottom, abstention is at the bottom."

Shengwu College shouted, and there were even a few Qinwu and Lingwu's attachments. Blackstone, White Teeth, and Ode all looked at Bohe playfully. The latter's face was still calm, as if what was happening had nothing to do with him.

Bai Ya smiled coldly in his heart, "Hey, it seems that you have accepted your fate."

The higher the voice, the more ugly the students of the Qinfeng College looked. Ye Rong's silver teeth bit her teeth gently, and her pretty face turned slightly red. "Well, what's the arrogance of a half-foot stepping into the fifth-level martial artist? Auntie, I'll go."

As soon as Ye Rong took a step, a strong and powerful hand took her arm and looked back in surprise, "Jingxia, you?"

He raised Xia Jun's eyebrows gently and said with a smile, "It seems that you can't beat him, can you?"

"So what?" Ye Rong waved two pink fists, looking like a kitten crazy. "They bullied the Qinfeng College. If they can't beat me, I will fight."

Chang Leng's arms in the ring were wrapped around his chest, and his thin face was raised high. "Jianfeng College, if you don't fight again, you will all abstain."

Ye Rong's delicate body trembled angrily, "Damn it, I won't beat my aunt."

Before he finished speaking, he pulled Xia behind him and replied helplessly, "Forget it, I'll do it!"

"Ef?" Ye Rong was slightly shocked. She passed Xia through the crowd, touched the ground with her toes, and then landed safely on the ring.

The voice of Shengwu College suddenly weakened, and everyone stared at the slightly thin and beautiful teenager. Situ Han, Lin Wu and others of Qinwu College had strange expressions, with resentment, hatred and a trace of fear.

Bohe's expression finally changed a little, and a smile flashed on his wrinkled old face, "Hey hey, this boy is finally willing to play." The other three courtyards were a little surprised and didn't understand where the other party's confidence came from.

Chang Leng frowned when he saw the appearance of General Xia, "Kid, what's your name?"

"Jing Xia!"

"Jing Xia?" Chang Leng was shocked, "Are you the stinky boy who hurt my eldest brother?"

Situ Yan of Lingwu College, Xie An couldn't help looking at each other. They were all surprised to see the other party's eyes. The latter's eyes stared and asked coldly, "Do you think he looks like a person?"

"It's really similar, but it shouldn't be the blind man." Situ Yan denied it, and then turned his eyes to the position of Lingwu College and searched for something in the crowd, "Oh, Ye Cong, Xie An, didn't Princess Lan Meng come?"

"I'm coming. I just saw him. He seems to be standing with Prince Lan Guang." The speaker is Ye Cong, a young man with a slender figure and ordinary facial features, but exuding aristocratic temperament.

A trace of pride flashed in Situ Yan's eyes. At least Lan Meng saw his expression just now. Xie An frowned and snorted disdainfully, "Well, it's my turn for the next game."

After a moment of surprise, Chang Leng's face became gloomy, and he smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth, "Bad boy, you shouldn't. You shouldn't have offend our eldest brother, otherwise your Qinfeng College will not be at the bottom this year."

"Do you know that you are very verb?

"Well, you're looking for death." A touch of murderous intent gushed out of Chang Leng's eyes, and his feet moved quickly. The air between the two became chaotic. He raised his fist high and smashed Xia's head. "Bad boy, you will be the first dead person in this year's four courtyard war."

ps (Tears for collection, tears for recommendation, o(∩_∩)o)