Chapter 118: The Provocative Clowns

  "Those weapons, Vice President, you mean?" The beautiful girl asked with wide eyes and hesitation.

  "That's right." Wei Lingdong said affirmatively, "Take out those weapons and distribute them. This matter concerns the face of Qianlong Temple. If there is a mistake, it will be our responsibility. To be on the safe side, let's prepare another layer of insurance."

  "I understand!" The girl turned and left.

  After doing all this, Wei Lingdong leaned back in his chair, gazing out the window at the dense rain, muttering to himself: "Such a double defense line, even if it were Sword Wànshēng from back then, would still be left speechless. What a pity, if I had been at Bào Fēng Academy back then, I would have made sure that Sword Wànshēng had no way out, and would have forced him to surrender unconditionally."

  ……

  In the sky, rainwater seems to be poured down from holes, like white lines of rainwater, splashing on the ground.

  Rain and fog filled the air, autumn's coolness was nowhere to be found, the temperature around dropped to freezing point, as if it were a winter night, cold and damp.

  At the entrance of No. 6 Qianlong Courtyard, a figure slowly emerged from the narrow and long arched passageway. With each step, it was as if weightless feathers were floating in the air, lightly sweeping towards the other end of the passageway.

  Standing at the entrance of Square 6, Sun Yan stopped in his tracks, surrounded by a transparent whirlwind that was almost imperceptible. This situation seemed to be a sign that his internal yuan was exhausted and he could no longer maintain 【Hurricane Step】.

  However, the elite students of Penglai Institute who had judged in this way before all suffered greatly as a result.

  That faintly visible transparent air swirl, once activated, will instantly transform into a thin blade of air swirl, extremely sharp, cutting through iron like mud. This is the power that can be unleashed when the Hurricane Step is perfected and merged with the intent of the Revolutionary Golden Fist.

  Behind him, looking back through the narrow and long arched passageway, all that could be seen was the 5th Square in the rain, where people were lying horizontally and vertically, all of whom were the students of Qianlong Academy who had been knocked to the ground by Sun Yan and had no more strength to fight.

  "Hmm..."

  Sun Xun took a deep breath, and with the support of the Dragon Calming Pillar, his internal energy was frantically recovering. With each breath, his internal energy recovered a bit. During this time, from one end of the tunnel to the other, the internal energy that had been completely consumed earlier had fully recovered, and even made some slight progress.

  Since understanding the true meaning of Qingmu, the effect of [Zhenlong Zhuang] has been further enhanced. The source of Yuanli in his body is endless and has never been exhausted before. This time, from the 1st square of Qianlong Temple to the 5th square, Sun Yan encountered the situation where his internal yuan was completely consumed for the first time. However, because of this, he felt that his yuanli had made progress again.

  The skin on both sides of the elbow presents a slight depression, and the brilliance of the yuan force appears and disappears at the depressed place, which is a sign that a new yuan force channel is about to be opened.

  Third-level martial boundary, it lies in opening the 16 yuan force channels of shoulders, elbows, wrists, hips, knees, ankles, hands and feet. After returning to Emperor Feng Academy, Sun Yan originally thought that at least three months would be needed to break through again and become a fourth-level warrior.

  However, tonight's intense battles have almost opened up the yuan force channels in both elbows. It seems that within a month at most, I can further open up the last two yuan force channels in my shoulders and form the Small Heavenly Cycle of Inner Yuan, impacting the boundary of a 4th-level warrior.

  "As expected, battle is indeed the best catalyst for cultivation." Sun Yan muttered to himself.

  The surge of battle intent soared, all the way to No. 6 Square, Sun Yan had long since thrown away the "Dragon Gate" trial, and only felt his whole body filled with surging battle intent, yearning for an opponent who was evenly matched in strength, to engage in a fierce battle until dawn.

  Fight, just fight once!

  ……

  In the heavy rain, the school buildings around the square were looming, and on top of each building, there were people jumping non-stop from one building to another. These people were all students of Qianlong Academy, ranging from first-year freshmen to third-year seniors, with a total number exceeding 1,000.

  If such a number of people unite and work together, they will be a powerful force that can stop Sun Yan's advance. However, these people are standing on the top of tall buildings, no one has taken action, and everyone's face is filled with shock, surprise, and awe.

  Starting from Zheng Xin's rush to the student union headquarters, in a short period of time, Sun Yan forcibly broke through squares 4 and 5. Among them, more than 400 students from Qianlong Academy participated in the encirclement and suppression action.

  However, the result left everyone present in shock and bewilderment. This newcomer who appeared out of nowhere, with just two fists, was unscathed and managed to knock over 400 people to the ground.

  Such a terrible fighting power makes all onlookers feel awe-inspiring.

  United and working together to attack, just to intercept a new ordinary department? Just this idea seriously hurt the self-esteem of these martial arts geniuses from Qianlong Institute.

  When Sun Yan, with his own strength, cleared the entire 5th Square, the onlookers in the surrounding school buildings no longer dared to take a step out of their buildings. Many people involuntarily climbed onto the rooftops, closely following the silhouette of this youth, hoping to see him fall.

  The half-empty school building around Square No. 6, Zhou Zhihao's figure was like a flying swan, lightly floating down to the rooftop of a tall building, and closely following behind him was that young man called Ning Ge.

  Looking down from the rooftop, overlooking Square No. 6, Zhou Zhihao said in a low voice, "Ning Ge, how many people are there?"

  This inexplicable sentence made Ning Ge stunned for a moment, and he immediately reacted, saying in a low voice: "It has already exceeded 800 people, among them, our excellent students from the Hidden Dragon Institute, are probably as many as 7. It's really, it's really..."

  At this point, Ning Ge didn't know how to describe his emotions. The entire Qianlong Institute's excellent students, only 100 people in each grade, were defeated by Sun Yan one after another, a total of 7 people. Moreover, among these 7 excellent elite students, only Mu Qiu lasted until the third round, and the others lost as soon as they faced him.

  Such combat power is really too frightening, with the realm of a third-class warrior, grasping the true meaning of martial arts, and endless battle intent, from Square 1 to the entrance of Square 6, as if preparing to forcefully break through the entire Dragon Gate Institute.

  Gazing at Sun Yan's figure in the distance, Zhou Zhihao showed an expression of admiration and muttered: "The enemy of ten thousand people?"

  Upon hearing this, Ning Ge's body shook violently, but he couldn't utter a single word. In the past, Xue Yi had praised Zhou Bu Fan, who was young at the time, for his bravery on the battlefield while piloting a Yuan energy fighter plane, leading by example and being unmatched in ferocity, earning him the title of "Enemy of Ten Thousand" from the renowned general Mabel Rensou.

  Suddenly, Zhou Zhihao's eyes narrowed, his gaze shifted, and he looked at a school building not far away, with a smile of schadenfreude on the corner of his mouth.

  Only to see, among them, a school building's staircase entrance appeared 5 students' silhouettes, 3 males and 2 females. The first one was Lu Peng, whom I had just taken a photo with during the day, as well as Wang Yang.

  These five people walked together, chatting and laughing. Suddenly, Lu Peng burst out laughing: "Wang Yang, you went to pick up Shui Lianqing in the middle of the night despite the rain. This act alone shows your sincerity. I believe that even if Shui Lianqing doesn't say it out loud, she's also very clear about it in her heart."

  "That's right, Wang Yang is an outstanding student in our school's second year, with a bright future ahead of him. What can that Sun Yan compare to Wang Yang?" One of the girls flattered.

  No sooner had she finished speaking than another girl retorted: "Comparison? You're also overestimating that trash, he doesn't even have the qualifications to be compared with Wang Yang."

  Listening to his companions' endless flattery, Wang Yang smiled and nodded, saying: "You can't say that, Qian Qing was helped by that newcomer before, we can't slander others like this."

  Lu Peng glared and said indignantly, "Wang Yang, you're being too magnanimous. That trash Sun Yan has no self-awareness whatsoever. If we don't teach him a lesson soon, it'll only harm him in the end. When I get the chance, I'll make sure that little brat understands he's only fit to stay in a place like Liuli Street, where he can be a decent garbage collector."

  "Hmm." Wang Yang nodded in satisfaction, saying: "As a second-year senior, it's not convenient for me to intervene in the matters between you freshmen. Remember, just a little is enough, don't overdo it."

  Having said that, Wang Yang suddenly had a realization, turned his head and looked into the distance, his face changed, and a fierce look appeared in his eyes.

  Only at the entrance of No. 6 Square, a thin boy stood there, his whole body drenched in rainwater, but he exuded an air of flying high spirits. Even in the deep night, with heavy rain like a curtain, that boy seemed to have a thread of light on him, dazzling and eye-catching.

  Taking a closer look at the approaching person, Wang Yang's face turned gloomy and he said in a low voice: "Sun Yan!"

  Close behind, Lu Peng and others beside him also saw Sun Yan's figure, and they simultaneously let out mocking laughter.

  One of the girls sneered, "Coming to see Miss Shui Lianqing in the middle of the night despite the rain? Hmph, you really are devoted. With this much free time, it's better to focus on cultivating instead, stupid pig who can't tell priority from secondary."

  "Hey, I said how could Shui Lian Qing look at this trash with different eyes and come to pick her up in the middle of the night?" Lu Peng said with a strange tone, his face suddenly changed, and he coldly said: "You little brat, is Submerged Dragon Institute a place you can come to? Take advantage of my good mood now, disappear immediately before us, otherwise, tonight will make you sleep on your way back."

  Most sarcastic and ridiculing, extremely bitter and resentful.

  Who would have thought that Sun Yan was standing at the entrance of Square 6, as still as a sculpture, without even giving them a glance.

  Upon seeing this, Wang Yang's face immediately fell, revealing a fierce and sinister expression, as he said in a low voice: "You ungrateful little brat."

  Suddenly, Lu Peng stepped out and shouted: "Sun Yan, you scum, how dare you sneak into our Pudong Institute at midnight, sneaking around, you must be up to no good. I'll take the place of the law enforcement team and punish you on the spot."

  As he spoke, Lu Peng's figure flashed and his tall body seemed to be weightless, darting into the rain curtain. A pair of palms swiftly slapped out, with a hint of dark red color on the palm, accompanied by a scorching breath.

  Dozens of meters away, after a few ups and downs, Lu Peng crossed over, his palms alternately slapping out, directly attacking Sun Yan's shoulders.

  Bang!

  A pair of dark red palms slapped directly on Sun Yan's shoulders.

  However, the cracking sound of Lu Peng's imagined shoulder blade did not come, but instead a light and empty feeling came. His body shape was unstoppable, and he actually passed through Sun Yan's body, continuing to move forward.

  Afterimage!

  So fast!

  At this moment, Lu Peng's heart rose with a chill, and he instinctively felt an extreme danger.

  The next moment, Sun Yan appeared beside Lu Peng, stretched out one hand and gently patted the latter's left shoulder, as if it was a friendly greeting between good friends.