The students who had yet to disperse immediately sensed the True Yuan fluctuation and rushed over to watch the show from afar.
"That's … Zuo Heng, ranked fifth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking!"
"Who is that brat? He actually dared to provoke Zuo Heng. He's courting death."
"No matter who that brat is, he's dead for sure. Tsk tsk, there's going to be another soul in the Mirror Ground."
Suddenly, more than ten figures flew over. They split into two groups and landed beside Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Heng.
Yang Qingxuan said in shock, "You guys …"
There were six of them. They were Liu Cheng, Meng Rui, Yue Qiang, Du Ruo, Duan Weiwei, and Xiao Feng.
They were all cultivating in the Mirror Ground and were suddenly thrown out. When they saw Yang Qingxuan, they stepped forward bravely.
Xiao Feng looked at the murderous people opposite him and said bitterly, "Yang Qingxuan, how did you provoke the people of Flowerwood?"
Yang Qingxuan asked in confusion, "Flowerwood?"
Duan Weiwei said, "It's the name of an organization in the inner court. Zuo Heng is the leader of this generation's Flowerwood. To put it bluntly, this organization was established by the ancestors of the Zuo Clan in the academy and has been passed down from generation to generation. "
Seven or eight figures landed behind Zuo Heng. They all looked unfriendly. One of them shouted, "Leader, what's wrong?"
Zuo Heng said coldly, "There's a piece of trash who wants to die."
The people of Flowerwood sized up Yang Qingxuan. One of them had a strange expression and suddenly said, "Yang Qingxuan?"
As soon as these three words came out, it was as if there was a magical power. Their expressions all changed.
They were from Flowerwood, so they naturally knew about the matter between Zuo Heng and Yang Qingxuan. They all frowned.
The surroundings were also in an uproar.
"Yang Qingxuan? That's Wu Qiyue's lover? "
"Hearing about him is not as good as meeting him in person. Today, I finally see him in person. He's really courting death."
"In this world, I love to slap the faces of those who overestimate themselves."
"I heard that they still have a battle appointment. I wonder if it will be brought forward."
All sorts of discussions could be heard as more than ten people from Hua Mu walked over. They all stood behind Zuo Heng and released their auras without any restraint. Immediately, Meng Rui and the others felt immense pressure.
"Boss, if it's not convenient for you to do it, let me do it."
Among the flowers and trees, a tall and thin man in gray walked out. His face was thin and mean, and his body was like a sword, giving people a sense of sharpness.
A one-eyed student said coldly, "It's good to let Wu Hong teach him a lesson. It's important to know one's own limits, lest he really thinks he's qualified to fight with Boss. Hundreds of such newbies die every year. "
"Hehe, too embarrassing!"
A flower-robed woman beside the one-eyed man covered her mouth and snickered, "In this world, those who don't rely on their strength and rely on their looks to pick up girls are all hooligans. How embarrassing. Boss agreed to fight with you completely out of consideration for Wu Qiyue's face and her feelings. You don't really think you're qualified to fight with Boss, do you? Hehe, how embarrassing. If I were that man, I'd kill myself. A pretty boy like him can only trick ignorant girls. "
The one-eyed man sneered, "Mei Juan, don't be so discouraging. It's not easy for this kid to rack his brains to make Wu Qiyue happy."
"Shut up, all of you!"
Zuo Heng was suddenly furious, and his face darkened. The one-eyed man and Mei Juan immediately shut their mouths, not daring to say another word.
Zuo Heng looked around but didn't see Wu Qiyue's figure. He said coldly, "Fine, Wu Hong, go teach him a lesson. Let him understand the principles of being a newbie."
"Yes, Boss!"
Wu Hong licked his lips and chuckled, "Unfortunately, he understood this principle too late. If he has memories after death, remember it firmly in his mind and bring it to the next life!"
As his voice fell, his feet flashed, and his figure flashed like a sword. In an instant, he appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan. His speed was so fast that it was almost in the blink of an eye.
A huge sword more than eight feet long, longer than Wu Hong's entire body, appeared out of thin air and slashed down vertically on the spot!
"Bang!"
Yang Qingxuan grabbed the Fighting Ghost God and used it to block in front of him.
When the two swords collided, a wave of sword Qi shot out, sharp as a knife. Meng Rui and the others around them were shocked. They couldn't resist the sword Qi and hurriedly retreated.
"Die!"
Wu Hong's face was gloomy as he shouted. He held the huge sword in his hand and pressed forward. The sword was as heavy as Mount Tai. Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly. His body was pressed down and kept sliding backward.
The sword Qi of the two dispersed, and his robe fluttered in the wind.
"Hmph."
After sliding more than ten feet away, Yang Qingxuan suddenly snorted coldly. He exerted strength in his arms and grabbed the Fighting Ghost God to block the power of the huge sword.
"Hmm?"
Wu Hong frowned, and murderous intent shot out from his eyes. He said coldly, "You ant, you can block my sword. You make me very unhappy."
The surrounding students exclaimed. One of them said, "He blocked it! How is that possible? Wu Hong is a powerhouse ranked 21st on the Hidden Dragon Leaderboard. He is also a core member of Huamu! "
Another person said, "It hasn't started yet. What are you making a fuss about? Wu Hong hasn't started yet. I'm afraid he wants to torture this kid a little longer to vent Zuo Heng's anger. "
Yang Qingxuan was speechless. He sneered and said, "What a big idiot. There are idiots every year, but there are especially many this year!"
Then, he raised his left hand and put two fingers together. A glimmer of light appeared at the tip of his finger, and he pointed it at Wu Hong's face.
The sharp finger light was like sword Qi in the air. It flew over and cut his face painfully.
Wu Hong was shocked. He shook his sword, and sword Qi burst out from the sword, forcing Yang Qingxuan to take a few steps back.
Suddenly, a ball of lightning condensed in the sky and flew down.
Wu Hong raised his sword and shielded himself behind it.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
A series of explosions shook the sword until it flickered with lightning.
Du Ruo and the others surrounded Wu Hong. They stood in a certain position around Wu Hong, forming a siege.
"Haha, Wu Hong is going to be bitten by these ants. I really want to see his miserable face. So that he doesn't have to act cold and arrogant every day."
Among the people from Huamu, a girl covered her mouth and laughed.
The one-eyed man sneered, "No matter how many ants there are, they can't kill an elephant. Your wish is going to be in vain."
Yang Qingxuan said, "All of you, step aside. I alone am enough."
Du Ruo said, "Don't try to be brave. We will advance and retreat with you!"
Yue Qiang also shouted, "Yes, we will live and die together, advance and retreat together!"
Meng Rui said, "This is not a one-on-one competition. Don't let your emotions affect your decisions, and don't care about your face."
They all thought that Yang Qingxuan was trying to be brave, or that he couldn't put down his face.
Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly, but he still felt a warm current in his heart.
"If that's the case, then all of you can die together!"
Wu Hong's face darkened, and he raised his sword. Originally, he felt embarrassed when Yang Qingxuan blocked his sword. Now that he was besieged by a group of new students, he was even more furious. He used all of his strength in his sword, and mercilessly slashed horizontally. The sword momentum actually covered all seven of them!
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