"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"

In the spacious auditorium, nearly a thousand students stood up, waved their fists, looked ferocious, and shouted desperately.

Facing the deafening shouts, Wang Yang looked calm and walked onto the ring step by step.

Buzz!

The moment he stepped onto the ring, a translucent blue light curtain rose around him, composed of spiritual power, covering several people.

It’s over!

The moment she saw the formation light curtain rising, Shan Ling's face turned pale, and her whole figure seemed to have lost all energy. If it weren't for the support of someone behind her, she would have collapsed to the ground.

With this layer of formation light curtain covering them, the people on the ring have no place to escape even if they want to. Even if they want to jump off the ring and admit defeat, they can't.

This forced Wang Yang to die.

“The college really can’t wait!”

Qiying didn't know whether she was sarcastic or feeling emotional.

"Boy, you can't escape this time!"

He Hao sneered and approached Wang Yang step by step, while the others stood still.

In their opinion, there is no need for ten people to attack Wang Yang at the same time.

The reason why they came up was just because they didn't want others to say they were timid.

If ten people really fight together, even if they win, there will be no glory at all.

Wang Yang still looked calm. He didn't even look back at the moment the formation light curtain rose.

"There's so much nonsense! Hurry up and do it! I'm in a hurry!"

Wang Yang said calmly.

"How dare you be so arrogant when you are about to die!"

Before he finished speaking, He Hao burst out the spiritual power in his body and transformed into a mighty golden war lion, covering his whole body and roaring to the sky with a ferocious and domineering look.

"It's a mid-level Xuan-level combat skill called Angry Lion Fist. I didn't expect him to actually master it!"

Someone recognized the combat skills performed by He Hao and exclaimed.

"It seems that he deliberately concealed his strength and wanted to be a blockbuster in the college competition. He didn't expect to use it at this time!"

"He Hao used all his strength to resolve the battle in an instant! That guy is really miserable. I'm afraid he never dreamed that he would be beaten to death with one punch! Hehe!"

"It would be too boring if the battle was really resolved with one punch!"

"Then what can be done? The difference in strength between the two is too big. Even if He Hao doesn't use the Raging Lion Fist, that guy won't be able to last a few rounds!"

Everyone was shocked by He Hao's hidden strength, and no one thought Wang Yang could make a comeback.

"Boy, it is your honor to die under my angry lion fist!"

He Hao looked ferocious, his face was congested, and veins popped up on his forehead. It was obvious that using this boxing technique put a lot of pressure on him.

"After you finish talking nonsense, hurry up and take action, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back and punch you to death!"

Wang Yang said impatiently.

He realized that it was a mistake to go out to eat and wasted too much time.

"Since you want to die early, then I will make it happen for you!"

He Hao took one step forward, and the entire arena seemed to be slightly shaken.

Peng Peng Peng!

He took one step faster than the other, and each step was stronger than the other. In just three steps, he crossed a distance of ten feet and rushed to Wang Yang.

The first style of Raging Lion Fist: Golden Lion Dance!

The golden war lion merged with his body, and its fist turned into the lion's mouth, roaring and swallowing Wang Yang.

The golden lion roared wildly, its punch punched through the air, and its powerful punch seemed to tear everything in front of it into pieces.

A twisted smile appeared on He Hao's face, as if he had seen Wang Yang being punched to pieces.

Imagine how glorious it would be for the former top genius in the academy to die under his own fist.

"don't want!"

Regardless of the obstruction of her friends, Shan Ling shouted loudly towards the ring. The emotions of sadness, anger, despair and all kinds of emotions made people's hearts skip a beat and they felt unbearable.

"It's hopeless!"

Qiying sighed when she saw Shan Ling's appearance.

The people around him also fell silent, staring at the battle on the ring with wide eyes, waiting for Wang Yang's body to be dismembered.

Their long-cherished wish is about to be fulfilled, and everyone is feeling both excited and a little empty.

Peng!

The scene in He Hao's imagination did not appear, and his full punch did not land on Wang Yang.

"What's going on?"

Just when he was about to hit Wang Yang, Wang Yang suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, and before he could react, he heard a dull impact.

The next moment!

Katcha kacha!

It's the sound of bones breaking!

A heartbreaking pain began to spread from his chest, instantly filling his nerves.

It turned out that Wang Yang did not disappear, but at the moment when his fist struck, he squatted down half of his body, withdrew his fist and bent his elbow, and hit him hard in the chest.

"ah--"

Peng!

As soon as He Hao's screams came out of his throat, Wang Yang punched the door in front of him and slammed it back.

With a kacha sound, He Hao's neck twisted. With the force of the punch, his body leaned back and his head hit the ground heavily.

Peng!

The arena shook violently, and the hearts of thousands of people watching the duel also shook violently.

He Hao fell to the ground, his brains exploded, his body was left twitching, and blood gushed out, quickly spreading to the entire ground.

"Weak! Too weak!"

Wang Yang stood up straight, shook off the blood on his fists, and said calmly.

He raised his head and looked at the nine people standing blankly on the ring.

"Next, it's your turn!"

boom!

Wang Yang moved and disappeared instantly. By the time a few people reacted, Wang Yang had already arrived in front of them.

Peng!

With a punch, the body of the person facing him was twisted and sent flying directly. He hit the light screen hard, making a crackling sound all over his body, and then his body slid down like a painting.

Wang Yang's punch not only shattered his heart, but also shattered all the bones in his body.

"Kill him!"

The others finally reacted at this time and quickly took action to greet Wang Yang.

At this time, they had forgotten their fear and instinctively launched an attack on Wang Yang.

Wang Yang easily dodged it, and then punched one of them in the face, twisting the entire head and sending the person flying out.

Then there was another simple whip kick, which moved the other person up and down, breaking his vertebrae.

With three punches and two kicks, three people were killed and one was crippled.

The difference in strength is like a drop from the sky!

"Quick! Stop the formation!"

Seeing Wang Yang's strength, Qiying boy Kong Mengyu shouted loudly.

The person who was hiding in the dark and responsible for controlling the formation woke up instantly and hurriedly went to close the formation.

It's just that he was faster, and Wang Yang was even faster. When the light curtain of the formation dispersed, only the slightly twitching corpses of the ten people in the ring were left.

The heart is broken and the brain is burst. Even if the gods come, they can't save him!

Wang Yang stood among the corpses, with bright red blood slowly dripping from his nails and pooling into the blood on the ground.

The entire venue was silent at this time, as if the freeze button had been pressed.

The hellish scene in the arena shocked everyone's hearts.
To be continued...