Everyone's eyes turned to Sima Jian.

Sima Jian was extremely embarrassed and thought that this duel had nothing to do with him, but Yang Zheng took the initiative to provoke him, which put him in a dilemma.

As early as the winter test, he was defeated by Yang Zheng and was knocked out on the spot. He almost abandoned the entire exam and could not enter the academy. Thanks to no one behind him, he passed the test by chance. If he fought alone, even if he was given a hundred courage, he would not dare to be an enemy of Yang Zheng.

In front of him, although Yang Zheng made it clear that he was asking him to join forces with Tian Yuan and Hu Buyi to fight, after the decisive battle just now, no one doubted Yang Zheng's methods anymore. Yang Zheng was fearless and took the initiative to let the three of them go together. Often, there was a trump card hidden.

Under such circumstances, Sima Jian dared not to come on stage and challenge Yang Zheng's trump card.

But in front of everyone, he could not show weakness, so he had to argue: "You have only been promoted to the fourth realm a few days earlier, so why should you be so arrogant? If you really have the courage, it will not be too late to challenge me after I break through the realm!"

Yang Zheng saw that he was timid, so he smiled, ignored him, and focused on Tian Yuan again, "Sima Jian refused to help you two. You two have to do your best. Play with me for a while, don't let me down!"

He is calm and is not an arrogant person. The reason why he provoked repeatedly at this moment is not to show off, but to arouse Tian Yuan's anger, and then go with the flow and act in a carefully planned drama.

Tian Yuan was already furious, with a layer of frost covering his face, "Stop talking nonsense, take a look!"

His toes slightly trembled, and his whole body was like boneless catkins, extremely soft, floating towards Yang Zheng in a ghostly and exaggerated arc. He was also wearing white clothes, flashing in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Yang Zheng, with a sharp sword piercing his throat.

So fast!

Yang Zheng investigated Tian Yuan's background in advance and knew that this person was different from Tian Ze and was known for his sharp and light skills. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still surprised by what he saw with his own eyes.

"Yes, is this the Crazy Bone Clan Art?"

As he said this, he did not dare to neglect it, and he retreated as quickly as possible, trying to avoid Tian Yuan's entanglement.

Tian Yuan approached step by step, and the sword edge was getting closer and closer to Yang Zheng, "Hmph, since you have heard of the name of the Crazy Bone Art, you should understand that you cannot avoid it, and you cannot escape my sword!"

The world's martial arts are only fast. He also investigated Yang Zheng in advance, especially his performance in the three rounds of the winter test. He knew that Yang Zheng's biggest advantage was his strength, his speed was not fast, and speed was precisely his strength.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zheng suddenly fixed his body, "Then I won't hide."

He swung the Dragon Blood Sword, and the sword came out like a dragon, and ran straight towards Tian Yuan's sword. Tian Yuan suddenly turned and hurriedly withdrew his sword, and his body floated aside strangely, avoiding the sword.

"Don't think I don't know. Your sword is very evil. Last time I ruined my brother's love knife, how could I get caught?"

When he said this, on the other side, the silent Hu Buyi had already taken action, forming a juncture with him and attacking Yang Zheng's back.

Two top-level four levels and one bottom-level four levels together, Yang Zheng's biggest crisis has come.

Two whoosh and two swords came out at the same time. Tian Yuan and Hu Buyi cooperated very well and attacked Yang Zheng's upper and lower plates respectively, making it difficult for him to resist at the same time. But the two of them were very fast, so fast that Yang Zheng was not enough to get rid of it, so he could only take it head-on.

In the flash of lightning, Yang Zheng suddenly turned around, left his back to Tian Yuan, and changed to facing Hu Buyi head-on, trying to defeat Hu Buyi, who was relatively weaker first.

Seeing this, Tian Yuan smiled gloomy, "Idiot, if you dare to be arrogant, then you will become my deceased soul under my sword!"

He suddenly drew his sword, and the silver-white sword energy condensed into a long line, rotating rapidly in the air, drilling towards Yang Zheng's heart. During the rotation, the sharp edge of the long-line front became more and more sharp, containing the terrifying assassination power.

Yang Zheng turned his back to it, as if he knew nothing, and his left palm and right sword were thrust at Hu Buyi. With a bang, the blazing true fire of Samadhi rushed out, and the raging flames spread wildly, instantly swallowing half of the battle platform.

Hu Buyi was very close to each other, so he naturally could not escape the surging fire.

The unsolved true fire that the domineering body plunders has always been the killer that Yang Zheng relies on the most.

“Ahhh…”

While mobilizing internal strength, Hu Buyi forcibly suppressed the burning flames, howled in pain, heart-wrenching.

At the critical moment, Yang Zheng quickly raised his hand and stuffed something hidden in his sleeve into his mouth.

The next moment, Tian Yuan's sword energy arrived.

When it pierced into Yang Zheng's clothes and was about to continue to penetrate deeper and penetrate his heart, it suddenly stopped, as if it was being held back by some hard object and could not move forward again, and the sword energy began to dissipate rapidly.

Tian Yuan was stunned and was about to ask Yang Zheng if he was wearing some hard armor close to his body, which could resist the sword energy. Before he could say it, he suddenly realized that Yang Zheng trembled suddenly, staggered forward, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"How could it be... so strong!"

Yang Zheng half-kneeled on the ground, roaring in pain, showing an incredible expression. A hole was pierced from his clothes behind him, and he could vaguely see blood flowing out from inside, and he should have been seriously injured.

"What a terrible sword intent!"

Yang Zheng turned around and looked at Tian Yuan and continued to exclaim.

But his heart was not fluctuating, and he even wanted to laugh.

The tomato sauce prepared in advance has a little more sugar. In addition, will this acting be careless and look exaggerated?

Tian Yuan was so proud that he had really succeeded, and laughed loudly, "Even if you are wearing heart armor, so what? Idiot, I have said a long time ago that you are not qualified to challenge me, and today I am destined to be a dead soul under my sword!"

How could he know that the reason why the sword energy paused just now was because Yang Zheng secretly used his true energy to condense the golden body on his back, and defeated its aspiration. After the sword energy was almost gone and no longer caused serious damage, he would eliminate the golden body and let it pierce the surface skin.

Tian Yuan didn't know that Yang Zheng had become the unbreakable golden body of Wei Wuzhang, so he had an illusion that he thought that the heart-protecting armor temporarily resisted the sword energy, but it was finally broken, causing Yang Zheng to be seriously injured and vomiting blood.

That's not blood, it's just the tomato juice that Yang Zheng put into his mouth temporarily.

Yang Zheng worked hard to create the illusion of serious injury, not only to confuse Tian Yuan, but also to let the outside world see that he was injured and would definitely be closed-door healed his injuries after he went back and stayed in bed.

In this way, no matter what happens tonight, no one will doubt him.
Chapter completed!