The surrounding boys were so embarrassed that they couldn't control themselves. They wished they could dig a hole in the ground or slit their throats.
Ye Mingchuan swallowed his saliva and said, "Beauties, the quality of the students of Tiancong Academy is indeed not high. Why don't you follow me back to Shang Chi Country and join Yunchuan Academy? With me, Ye Mingchuan, you can do whatever you want in Yunchuan Academy. "
"Hehe."
Wu Qiyue laughed and said disdainfully, "As for you, you're even more trash. In six hours, you'll be trampled on by Yang Qingxuan, and you still have the mood to flirt with girls? Not only are you trash, but your IQ is also worrying. Don't talk about being happy with you. I'm afraid that your descendants will all be retarded. "
Ye Mingchuan was furious and roared, "Trample on me? In six hours, I'll turn that brat into ashes! "
Being ridiculed by such a peerless beauty made him even angrier, and his killing intent grew even stronger.
Wu Qiyue smiled disdainfully and said, "Dreams are always beautiful, but reality is too cruel."
She didn't want to look at Ye Mingchuan again and abandoned him like trash. She walked straight to Yang Qingxuan and said, "Follow me."
Yang Qingxuan nodded and followed behind her.
Ye Mingchuan said angrily, "You want to leave?"
Wu Qiyue's cold voice sounded, "In six hours, Yang Qingxuan will have a life and death battle with you on the War God Platform."
Everyone silently watched the two leave and disappear in front of them.
Susan muttered, "Yang Qingxuan is unparalleled in the country, and Sister Qiyue is a peerless beauty. They are a match made in heaven."
At this moment, the sky was clear, and the white clouds were a little low. A gentle breeze blew, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground into the sky.
When Andrew heard his beloved daughter's words, his heart ached inexplicably.
Ye Mingchuan licked his lips and said fiercely, "How can such a beauty be owned by that trash? Father, Junior Martial Brother, protect me. I need to cultivate properly. "
Father said, "Don't worry, son. Adjust your condition to the peak."
Ye Mingchuan sneered and said, "Why do I need to be at the peak to deal with that trash?"
He laughed in disdain and took out a few shiny medicinal pills. Then, he sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate.
Qing Buli and the others didn't look happy.
Chen Ting asked in a low voice, "Dean, are we really going to activate the Battle God Platform?"
The God of War Platform was the arena for Heavenly Consort Academy's life and death battles. Once on the God of War Platform, one would not rest until one was dead. The souls of past generations of students had accumulated on the God of War Platform, and their grievances were extremely heavy.
Qing Buli remained silent, not knowing what to do.
Ding Yuan sighed. "Since we've already accepted the challenge, I'm afraid we have no choice but to fight." His face revealed a hint of worry. Obviously, he wasn't optimistic.
Su Ze said in a deep voice, "Why don't we do something secretly and injure Ye Mingchuan?"
Joy appeared on Chen Ting's face as he said, "I think this method will work."
Qing Buli shook his head. "First, no matter how we do it, it'll affect the academy's reputation. Secondly, if they didn't fight, the matter of Princess Ying would be unsolvable. Third, Yang Qingxuan had personally agreed to this battle, so he should have some confidence in winning. Fourthly, Wu Qiyue is right. Seeing the female students being bullied and oppressed, not a single male student dared to stand up for them. This is indeed the shame of the academy. As the dean, I can't escape the blame. Yang Qingxuan's battle is also to save some of my old face and to fight for all the male students present. "
When the surrounding male students heard this, they all lowered their heads in shame and anger. Their fingers dug into their palms.
At this moment, Andrew felt extremely guilty. He thought to himself, "What exactly have I done …"
Chen Ting said worriedly, "Then, Dean, you mean …"
A determined look flashed across Qing Buli's eyes as he said, "Fight! We must fight! Inform all the teachers and students of the academy to activate the Battle God Platform! Regardless of victory or defeat, I want everyone to see Yang Qingxuan's will and determination! Even if he loses in the end, I believe that this battle will definitely make him famous throughout the world. In everyone's hearts, the seed of the heart of the strong will be planted. One day, it will take root and sprout. "
…
The news spread like wildfire, and soon, it spread throughout the academy.
It had been a long time since there was such an exciting battle on the War God Platform.
Many people who were in closed-door cultivation, working in the city, and even flirting with girls hurriedly rushed over.
"I heard that Yang Qingxuan is going to have a life-and-death battle with the number one expert of Yunchuan Academy, Ye Mingchuan!"
"Really? Haha, then the public enemy of the academy is dead for sure. Beat Yang Qingxuan to death! "
Slap!
That person's head was heavily hit and kicked. He was scolded, "Yang Qingxuan represents our Tiancong Academy. In order to save Princess Ying, he is willing to risk his life to fight. Kid, watch your mouth, or I'll kick you to death!"
For a moment, the entire academy was talking about this matter. Countless people rushed to the War God Platform.
"One-eye, have you heard the news? Yang Qingxuan is going to fight with Ye Mingchuan for Princess Ying! "
At the place where Hua Mu was gathered, Wu Hong immediately came to report the news.
In a small wooden hut, Mei Juan's delicate panting could be heard from time to time. Wu Hong immediately reacted when he thought of Mei Juan's blood-spurting body.
"Mm, mm, that, that, trash, what, what's there, good, good looking."
Mei Juan was gasping for breath, her words coming out intermittently.
Wu Hong swallowed and said with difficulty, "After all, boss is going to fight with that kid. Should I inform boss?"
"Mm, mm, mm …"
Mei Juan's panting suddenly sped up, and she screamed uncontrollably. Then, everything returned to normal.
After a while, One-eye walked out and said with a sharp gaze, "You can't! Boss is in closed-door cultivation. Unless the sky falls, you can't disturb him! "
Wu Hong sneaked a few glances at the wooden hut, but didn't see anything. Then, he retracted his gaze and said, "But that Yang Qingxuan …"
One-eye interrupted him and sneered, "Boss's goal is not only the Four Kings, but also the first place on the Hidden Dragon List. That's what boss should be concerned about. Yang Qingxuan is just a small fry. We'll kill him before he meets boss. What's there to worry about? "
Wu Hong thought for a moment and said, "That's true. Besides, Yang Qingxuan and Ye Mingchuan will fight on the War God Stage. It should be a life and death battle. Ye Mingchuan is the first in Yunchuan Academy. Yang Qingxuan will be completely dead this time. "
One-eye sneered and said, "I don't know if his brain was caught in the door or something. But this kid's brain has always been bad. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to provoke boss."
Wu Hong nodded and said, "You're right."
One-eye's lips curled into an evil smile. He glanced at the hut and said, "Do you want to go in and have some fun?"
"That … that's not very good. We're all classmates …"
Wu Hong said embarrassedly and laughed dryly.
"Hahaha."
One-eye pushed him into the hut and said with a smile, "Don't pretend to be reserved in front of me. Don't think I don't know what's going on between you two."
Mei Juan's laughter came from inside the hut.
One-eye stopped smiling and looked at the War God Stage. He said coldly, "Ye Mingchuan? Although Yunchuan Academy is at the bottom every year, Ye Mingchuan is also one of the best in the younger generation. Hua Mu will have a lot of opportunities to deal with him in the future. It's good to go and have a look. Also, let's see how Yang Qingxuan will die. "
After saying that, he went to the War God Stage.
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