Chapter 147

After taking the stage and handing over his slip, Xu Yang also saw his opponent; it was exactly Zhu Yang, who had provoked him many times yesterday.

"The disciples of Weiyuan Hall and Fierce Wind Hall have met."

The candidates below the stage saw this, and their spirits were immediately boosted.

Everyone knew that the Fierce Wind Hall and Weiyuan Hall had a grudge, and every time they met in the martial arts examination, it was bound to be a fight to the death.

For a time, candidates from the surrounding rings were all attracted over.

"Xu Yang is in danger. Zhu Yang's result yesterday was also C-Middle, but he was recruited by the Fuwei Escort Agency and learned the Fuwei Escort Agency's Heart-Destroying Palm."

Gu Fang revealed a gloating smile: "This Heart-Destroying Palm is the most sinister; although it is not as profound as the Wind-Thunder Strength, it has some similar effects. Once hit in the back or chest, no matter how vigorous your true qi is, your heart will suffer heavy damage."

"Pity, I haven't truly fought him yet…" Lu Ren's voice carried a hint of regret.

On the main proctor's stage, Ji Yun looked at Lin Cheng and laughed: "Let me see how much substance this secretly cultivated disciple of yours has."

He had already given orders to the Fierce Wind Hall disciples: if they encountered Xu Yang, they were to try their best to kill him.

Lin Cheng glanced at him indifferently and said: "I will definitely not let you down."

In his heart, he actually had no bottom either. Although Xu Yang had comprehended the Wind-Thunder Strength, he had not experienced life-and-death struggles. In a martial artist's duel, while techniques are important, courage and spirit cannot be ignored.

"I didn't expect that I would really run into you. I don't know if it's your misfortune or my luck."

During the gap while the proctor checked the slips and registered, Zhu Yang made a throat-slitting gesture at Xu Yang, his expression very casual.

Xu Yang's expression was calm: "Perhaps it's your misfortune, who knows."

"Senior Brother Zhu Yang, be careful not to give him a chance to concede." Kong Yu shouted from under the stage.

Once one speaks to concede, the attack must be stopped immediately.

Hearing this, Zhu Yang nodded heavily.

"Begin!"

On the other side, the proctor didn't care what grudges Xu Yang and Zhu Yang had; after shouting 'begin,' he retreated to the side.

Zhu Yang had belittled Xu Yang with his mouth, but in an instant, the playful smile on his face disappeared, replaced by seriousness.

A powerful aura was released, true qi surged out to protect his body, and he stomped his toes hard on the ground; his figure moved suddenly, and with one stride, he was already in front of Xu Yang.

"Let me show you the real Startling Wind Palm. Trash like Yang Jun doesn't understand the essence of the Startling Wind Palm at all."

His palm, carrying a fierce wind, slapped out, his true qi contained but not released, the surrounding air vibrating along with it, transforming into a wild wind that rushed straight at Xu Yang, blowing his robe until it rustled loudly.