Dragon Sovereign

The man felt the pain on his face and his expression instantly became dull. Then, he instantly became gloomy and called his men to rush out.    

Just as Yue Yi was about to make her move, Zhang Fan stood in front of her. With a clear sound of rubbing against each other, a purple light flashed as a long sword was held up against the man's neck.    

The chilling aura caused the man to stop in his tracks. He could feel the bone-piercing coldness of the sword Qi. He raised his head to look at Zhang Fan and said with a heavy expression, "Brat, you want to meddle in this?"    

"If you take one more step forward, I'll kill you," Zhang Fan said in a low voice as he coldly looked at the man.    

As Zhang Fan's words fell, the man's body instantly trembled. Zhang Fan's expression was cold, and his black pupils did not have the slightest fluctuation. There was no emotion mixed in with them. This made him believe that what Zhang Fan said might actually be possible.    

"You have guts. I won't let you two go!" The man glared at the two of them viciously and gave his men a look.    

The energy waves from those people slowly dissipated and retreated.    

"Clang!"    

A light sound rang out as the sword was sheathed. The movement was abnormally fast. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Fan had completed this task.    

Yue Yi, who was standing beside Zhang Fan, could not help but reveal a surprised expression.    

"Let's go," the man glanced at Zhang Fan and said through gritted teeth. He could tell that the young man before them was extremely powerful. If Zhang Fan and Yue Yi teamed up, they would probably not be a match for him.    

After saying that angrily, he led his men outside.    

"Why are you helping me?" After they left, Yue Yi's hoarse voice could be heard.    

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhang Fan looked towards Yue Yi and said, "Because you're my friend. Besides, you're also a member of my team. I won't help you."    

Yue Yi sized Zhang Fan up once she heard this and walked back in the direction she came from without saying anything.    

This was definitely an explosive piece of news. When everyone heard this, they could not believe it, after all, the strength of the vice captain of the Cross Squad had reached the level of a Martial Grand Master. Whether it was a Martial Warrior or a Martial Warrior, they would not be able to fight against a Martial Grand Master. "After all, a difference of a single realm represents a difference of heaven and earth.    

In the afternoon, many people had learned about the person who defeated the vice captain of the squadron, Feng Ling, from the Floating Cloud Empire. The name of the squadron that was just created was' Sky Wrath '.    

Zhang Fan, who was currently cultivating in his room, didn't know that the news had spread so far. Furthermore, the whole school had become a celebrity.    

After cultivating for an entire afternoon, Zhang Fan opened his eyes at nightfall. Looking at his body brimming with energy, a helpless smile appeared on his face. The sixth floor was a bottleneck, and he was stuck here.    

With a sigh, he sat up on the bed and looked in the direction of Yue Yi. However, he found that he was no longer there. He shrugged helplessly and walked towards the canteen by himself.    

After arriving at the cafeteria, Zhang Fan started eating. At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard. Zhang Fan raised his head and saw Fatty walking towards him with a piece of paper in his hand.    

"Boss, we finally found you!"    

After that, he handed the paper in his hand to Zhang Fan and said, "Boss, you're famous now. Many people in the academy know about your battle with the vice captain of the Cross Squad now, that brat doesn't want to admit defeat, and he wants to make a comeback in front of everyone. That's why he wrote a written written written battle challenge, and will be at the academy's battle arena tomorrow morning.    

"You already took it, why didn't you accept it?" Zhang Fan helplessly glanced at Fatty.    

The fatty chuckled and said, "Actually, this is also a good opportunity for our heavenly calamity squad to become famous." "So …"    

Zhang Fan naturally understood. He gently nodded his head and said, "We'll reach it on time tomorrow."    

Fatty nodded his head in excitement. It was at this moment that Zhang Fan continued, "Oh right, I've invited another member. You can go and get a form for everyone to write down. Be more detailed."    

"Yes, boss." The fatty nodded.    

"Also, I will set some rules. Since the heavenly punishment has been established, then we must do it to the best of our abilities!" Zhang Fan said indifferently. He understood the meaning behind 'no rules, no scope'. Since he wanted to be the best, rules were the most important point.    

Fatty nodded his head seriously. Now, no matter what Zhang Fan said, he would feel that Zhang Fan was right.    

"Then I'll go and tidy up now." The fatty nodded, stood up, and walked outside.    

Zhang Fan shrugged his shoulders. After having his meal, he also headed in the direction of the dormitory.    

When he arrived at the dormitory, he saw that Yue Yi was still not back yet. Zhang Fan was sitting cross-legged on the bed as he entered into a state of cultivation.    

The next day, Zhang Fan opened his eyes early. When he raised his head to look, he saw that there was still no trace of Yue Yi. There was some doubt in his eyes, but he did not think much about it.    

Standing up, Zhang Fan tidied up his robe and walked outside.    

"Miss, I'm so tired. Is Young Master Feng really in this school?" Zi Ling looked at Ye Xuan and asked.    

"Yes." Ye Xuan nodded and said: "I went to ask Uncle Feng."    

Zi Ling nodded, looked at Ye Xuan and said: "Miss, in fact, you are so outstanding that you can find a young master from another family."    

Hearing this, Ye Xuan frowned and said, "Zi Ling, you are not allowed to say that in the future, or else I will get angry."    

Hearing this, Zi Ling stuck out her tongue embarrassedly. She was exceptionally adorable. Then, she said, "Then since Miss is so insistent, I believe that you will definitely be able to do it sincerely!"    

Hearing Zi Ling's words, a smile finally appeared on Ye Xuan's pretty little face. After resting for a while, she pulled Zi Ling up the mountain again.    

Half an hour later, they arrived at the entrance of the academy. Upon seeing the entrance, a look of astonishment appeared on their faces.    

"Miss, is this the Dragon Martial Academy? How awe-inspiring." Zi Ling couldn't help but say.    

Ye Xuan nodded her head happily and pulled Zi Ling over. When she was stopped by the guard at the door, Ye Xuan also handed over a letter of introduction. The guard confirmed it and let the two in.    

Entering the room, the two girls looked around curiously, their eyes filled with curiosity.    

When they passed a dueling platform, Zi Ling couldn't help but say, "Miss, there are a lot of people fighting against each other over there."    

Ye Xuan looked up, nodded, pulled Zi Ling and said: "Come, let's go take a look." With these words, he pulled Zi Ling over.    

The two girls looked curiously around them, and then their gazes fell upon a place where many people were watching. The strange thing was that there was only one man standing on the stage, and he was holding a long saber in his hand. He was standing there quietly, with a cold, gloomy expression on his face.    

"Miss, what is she doing?" Zi Ling couldn't help but ask.    

"He seems to be waiting for an opponent, right?" Frowning slightly, Ye Xuan said after thinking for a while.    

"Oh, look at how strong he looks," Zi Ling seriously sized up the man and said.    

"Yeah." Zi Ling nodded with a trace of surprise in her eyes.    

As time passed, more and more people started to gather around them. At this time, Zi Ling looked at Ye Xuan and said, "Miss, the person he fought is not here yet. Is he afraid?"    

"I don't know." Ye Xuan shook her head, her eyes filled with curiosity.    

Another half an hour later, just as the two were about to leave, a young man with a sword strapped behind his back walked in. Behind him were eight men. They were members of their Heaven's Punishment Squad.    

"Miss!" Zi Ling shouted excitedly, "It's Young Master Feng!"    

"Yes." Ye Xuan raised her small face and also nodded happily. Just as she was about to give chase, she saw Zhang Fan, who was about ten meters away from the battling platform, suddenly hovering up into the air and landing on the stage.    

Seeing such a natural and natural Zhang Fan, Ye Xuan's eyes were filled with infatuation.    

"Young Miss, it seems like that person is fighting against Young Master Feng!"    

At this time, Zi Ling's eyes fell on the platform, then she looked at Ye Xuan and said: "That person is so strong, can Young Master Feng beat him?"    

"Definitely!" Ye Xuan said with determination, with a look of blind faith on her face.    

Zi Ling also nodded seriously, her gaze falling on the arena.    

As for Fatty and the rest, they quickly followed behind him. If Feng Ling won this battle, then the reputation of their Sky Wrath Squad would definitely become famous …    

"I thought you wouldn't come," the man's eyes narrowed. When he looked at Zhang Fan, a cold expression spontaneously appeared on his face.    

"To tell you the truth, I really don't want to come here!" Zhang Fan's lips curled up into a smile. His black eyes flickered with a purple light as he slowly said, "I'm really not interested in the reopening challenge of a defeated opponent."    

The man was instantly angered. If it wasn't for Zhang Fan's strange technique, he would have been defeated. But now, he wanted to get back at Zhang Fan. He wouldn't even give him a chance to catch his breath when attacking.    

Seeing that the man was so easily angered, Zhang Fan's smile became even wider. Then he sneered, "Since that's the case, then cut the crap. Come!"    

"You're courting death!" The man took a deep breath. Seeing that Zhang Fan was still so fearless, the fury in his heart grew even stronger. If he didn't cripple the opponent, then he really wouldn't be able to justify it.    

His right hand gripped the long saber, and his left hand instantly shot out a bright light. As he tightly gripped it, a terrifying energy surged out from his body, and the long saber in his hand slowly raised and swung horizontally. His cold eyes swept over Zhang Fan and said, "Today, I'll let you know the difference in strength."