Chapter 135: Lesson

On the arena, Lin Qingci swung the iron whip, her voice cold: "How do you want to fight? 1-on-1 wheel battle, or 5V5 group battle?"

"What group battle, wheel battle, didn't I make it clear just now? It's me picking all of you, of course, including the few who just withdrew from the Luo Shen Battle Team!" Zhao Mingze's voice was cold.

"Arrogant person!" Lin Qingci couldn't bear it anymore.

"Let me see how much ability you really have! Spirit Snake Wild Dance!"

She made a move in anger, going all out from the start. The thorn iron whip in her hand was like a black mysterious snake, dancing in the air.

As she swung the long whip, the next moment, it seemed as if countless black snakes were shooting toward Zhao Mingze.

This is the Shadow Chaos Art, where illusion is fused into the whip technique. While confusing the opponent, the lethality is extremely great.

"If you can't even withstand the power of one of my whips, stop barking here!" Lin Qingci's voice was sharp.

Zhao Mingze snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain. His mental power was much stronger than Lin Qingci's, and he saw through the truth and falsehood at a glance.

"Fancy but useless!"

The Unparalleled Flying Sword in his hand didn't even need to be unsheathed. He flicked the sword hilt lightly, and a sword energy shot out, moving like thunder, instantly colliding with that real long whip in the air.

Clang! After a crisp sound, Lin Qingci retreated three steps in a row!

"How is that possible?" Lin Qingci was greatly surprised. Her proud killing move was actually shattered by the opponent with a flick of his finger.

"With just this bit of strength, you dare to talk big and fight my boss? Do you believe that he can crush you to death with just one finger!"

Zhao Mingze mocked. Ever since experiencing the great battle with the Mountain-Piercing Dragon Armored Beast, his worship of Chen Fan had reached a blind point.

"Crush me to death with one finger? Do you treat me as an ant? How dare you humiliate me like this!" Arrogant women are often more likely to lose their reason when hit.

Lin Qingci's chest heaved violently, and fire sprayed from her eyes.

"I want to tear your mouth apart! Spirit Snake—Wild Dance!"

A sharp voice came from her mouth. Her long hair flew, like a mad demon, and the thorn long whip was even attached with a layer of energy as black as ink, greatly increasing its lethality.

"Hmph! Still weak and unbearable!" Zhao Mingze held the sword hilt and swung it lightly. A sword energy shot out, like a silk ribbon, instantly crossing a distance of several zhang, splitting the black long whip in two.

Immediately after, the sword light did not diminish, heading straight for Lin Qingci's throat.

The white sword light was as fast as lightning; how could Lin Qingci, who had just entered the early Tier 2 stage, resist it?

She only felt her scalp go numb, and the sword light infinitely magnified in her field of vision, as if it was about to cut off her head the next moment.

"No! No!" She shouted in her heart, wanting to dodge but couldn't do it at all. This sword light seemed to have locked onto her throat, and it was bound to take her life today.

However, just when she thought she was bound to die today, this sword light seemed to have a life of its own, bypassing her neck and only cutting off a head of her long hair.

With a thud, Lin Qingci knelt on the ground, her face pale, she gasped for breath, already scared to death.

"I'll spare you for today, trash!"

Zhao Mingze's voice came leisurely.

He naturally knew the limits. Under the eyes of everyone, he couldn't really kill Lin Qingci on the spot, but the lesson that should be given still had to be given.

At this moment, Lin Qingci was incomparably ashamed and angry, but it was to no avail. She could hardly imagine that she had been killed in one move by Zhao Mingze, who was at the same tier.

The other four members of the Qing Ci Battle Team actually didn't know whether they were dead or alive, thinking that by uniting they could contend with Zhao Mingze, and they mobilized their abilities one after another to attack Zhao Mingze together.

"Tier 1 weaklings also dare to make a move on me?" Zhao Mingze snorted coldly and swung his sword to slash again!

The white sword energy appeared again. After crossing a distance of several zhang in the air, it instantly split into four, and four sword lights killed the four members of the Qing Ci Battle Team at the same time.

"Bang bang bang bang!" Four sounds came in succession, and four figures vomited blood and flew backward at the same time.

"Gulp!" The whole scene was silent, and there was only the sound of swallowing saliva on the playground. The impact Zhao Mingze gave them was too great.

They had never even heard of this superb sword technique.

"Who else wanted to drive Luo Yao away just now, dare to come out and compare with me!" Zhao Mingze looked around and questioned loudly.

Zhao Mingze didn't fight enough, and the anger in his heart had nowhere to vent.

Last night, Chen Fan told him about the process of finding Luo Yao, including the experience of meeting the disabled old soldier. In this world, there are really not many people who are still willing to actively help the weak.

He and Chen Fan had similar temperaments. Seeing such people being bullied, the anger in his heart had long reached the extreme.

The crowd around the playground was discussing, but no one was stupid enough to come out for a battle at this time.

However, just when everyone thought this matter would end here, a voice sounded, igniting the playground again.

"They are not students of our Kun University. I know the leader; he is the Martial Top Scholar of Shannan Province this year, Chen Fan! It seems he applied for the National Martial Arts University!"

What! The playground was suddenly in an uproar.

"No wonder I have never seen these people; it turns out they are from the National Martial Arts University!"

"But why did they come to our Kun University? Could it be that they came to kick the gym?"

"Whether they came to kick the gym, I don't know, I'm afraid they came to show off!"

"Whoever can blast this group of guys out of our Kun University, the internal affairs of our Kun University cannot be pointed at by others!"

On the playground, there was righteous indignation. In the eyes of this group of people, Chen Fan and his group were undoubtedly looking for trouble!

At this time, a student stood up first: "Kid, don't think that just because you know a little sword technique, you dare to show off in our Kun University. I'll fight you!"

This person was a sophomore student with early Tier 2 cultivation. He had green wind wings on his back, his speed was extremely fast, and he went straight to the arena.

"You are not qualified, roll back!" Zhao Mingze glanced at this person coldly, the Unparalleled Flying Sword slashed horizontally in the void, and a cold sword energy shot out, straight toward the person in the air.

The wind-winged man was flying in the air, wanting to rely on the speed advantage to dodge, but Zhao Mingze's sword energy was extremely strange, like duckweed without roots, flickering and uncertain.

"Ah!" With a scream, this person was slashed down from the air before he even approached the arena.

"Killed a Tier 2 mid-stage ability user in seconds with one sword?" A group of Kun University students gasped.

"Is there anyone stronger!" Zhao Mingze looked around, his language arrogant.

He was not afraid of making things big. After all, he still had Chen Fan behind him, and Du Huajun!

The playground was discussing, and after a long time, a young man holding a sword walked out of the crowd.

The appearance of this person made the emotions of a group of Kun University students high. Clearly, this person was extremely famous here.

"I didn't expect Xiao Yang to choose to make a move. He is the leading figure among our sophomore students."

"That kid is going to suffer. Xiao Yang has late Tier 2 cultivation and is an A-grade ability user. Defeating this kid will definitely be easy!" ===== CHAPTER 136 =====