A few moments later, Ye Fanchen had rushed from his courtyard to the Flying Dragon Arena.
Unlike the battle between Ye Fanchen and Xiang Yang on his first day here, the majority of the fights here were between Subtle and Nirvana realm experts.
When ordinary Subtle realm and Nirvana realm experts fought, they naturally did not have such a pleasing, up-and-down spectacle.
At this moment, in the Flying Dragon Arena, other than the central arena, almost every other arena had Martial Warriors fighting in pairs.
The spectating martial artists were also gathered around the arenas of their good schoolmates to cheer them on.
"Ye Fanchen! Ye Fanchen is here! "
"Isn't this fellow recuperating? Why did he suddenly come here? "
"Sigh! I'm guessing that this fellow is probably here to cause trouble for that student from the Imperial City Academy! "
"That's true. I heard that Bai Ning of the Dragon City Academy privately calls Ye Fanchen his master!"
The chatter continued, but it did not affect Ye Fanchen in the slightest.
At this moment, Ye Fanchen's nose was twitching, trying to find the scent of the Abyss in this dense crowd.
"Ye Fanchen, don't think that you're all that just because you defeated Xiang Yang. Do you dare fight with me?"
A muscular man who was close to eight feet tall suddenly stood in front of Ye Fanchen.
This muscular man was accompanied by two scoundrel-looking youths. The two of them worked together to lift a golden saber that seemed to be this muscular man's weapon.
"Scram!"
Ye Fanchen furrowed his brows slightly and growled at the three people who were blocking his way.
He could sense that the scent of the Abyss had grown fainter. It was clear that the owner of this scent did not want to come into contact with him right now.
Although it wouldn't take long to deal with these despicable people who wanted to fight him and make a name for themselves, this was still an arena.
However, this was an arena after all. Sparring would still take quite a bit of time!
Clap! Clap!
The muscular man patted his sturdy chest and sneered, "I told you, this kid is just fishing for fame. He doesn't dare to fight with me!"
The scent of the Abyss had grown fainter. It was clear that the owner of this scent was quickly leaving this place.
"Don't even think about running!"
Ye Fanchen's sword-like eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and his right leg shot up as if it had a spring attached to it.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three dull sounds of flesh colliding rang out. Before the muscular man and his two followers could react, they were sent flying by Ye Fanchen's kick.
Compared to his two followers who had fainted, the muscular man's cultivation was clearly much higher. Although he had been sent flying by Ye Fanchen's kick, he did a carp flip and bounced back up from the ground.
He pointed at Ye Fanchen's back and roared, "Ye Fanchen, you despicable person. It's fine if you don't dare to spar with me, but you dare to sneak up on me?"
"Ye Fanchen, you despicable person. How dare you plot against a student of our Imperial City Academy!"
"Ye Fanchen, if you don't give us an explanation for this, don't even think about leaving today!"
A group of students from the Imperial City College immediately surrounded Ye Fan Chen, all talking at once.
Ye Fanchen reached out and grabbed the hilt of his Thousand Feather Sword. When he looked around, his face was extremely gloomy.
The three guys who had blocked his path were clearly pawns in someone else's trap!
Now that the strongest student of Dragon City Academy, Bai Ning, had been defeated, the rest of the students would not be able to achieve good results even if they wanted to fight.
The only variable was Ye Fanchen!
Even the publicly recognized fierce person, Xiang Yang, could not withstand a single blow from Ye Fanchen. The other students of Imperial City Academy naturally wanted to kick Ye Fanchen out of the competition!
Since they couldn't beat him one on one, they could only gang up on him!
Ye Fanchen raised his head and glanced at the high platform that was above everything else. After a while, he still did not see any movement.
"Clang!"
The incomparably sharp Thousand Feather Sword was unsheathed.
With the sword in hand, Ye Fanchen's face returned to an emotionless expression. He said coldly, "You can stop me today, but I, Ye Fanchen, will say the ugly words first. This is not a spar, so life and death are up to fate!"
"Ye Fanchen, who the hell do you think you're trying to scare? I — "
A student from the Imperial City College sneered and mocked Ye Fanchen. However, before he could finish his words, he saw a cold glint sweep past him.
The Imperial City Institute student who had mocked Ye Fan Chen reached out to touch his own throat, but his palm was instantly dyed red with blood. Immediately after, a layer of bloody foam came out of the student's mouth, and his sturdy body fell to the ground with a loud bang.
Ye Fanchen lightly shook the Thousand Feather Sword in his hand, shaking off a line of blood. He coldly looked around and said, "Who else?"
"Imperial City Academy, Li Jiamu! I'm here to ask for advice! "
A young man dressed in white flew out from the crowd, holding a folding fan with an ivory handle in his hand as he charged towards Ye Fanchen.
Although this person's facial features could not be considered handsome, he was still good-looking. Wearing a white robe with jade ornaments and holding a special folding fan, he looked very otherworldly.
Just like this person's otherworldly aura, his reputation was not weak either. He was ranked 28th in the Imperial City Academy!
There were rumors that Li Jiamu's strength was even more tyrannical than Xiang Yang's!
Ye Fanchen's sword rose and fell. The 28th ranked Li Jiamu of the Imperial City Academy was dead!
"Hiss —"
All the Imperial City Academy students present sucked in a breath of cold air. They looked at the lifeless corpse on the ground in disbelief.
Whether it was the burly man who blocked the way or the man who mocked Ye Fanchen, they were all small fries that could not be brought to the table.
But the Imperial City Academy had a ranking list. Only those whose battle strength could enter the top 30 of the entire academy had the qualifications to be listed on the list!
Li Jiamu was ranked 28th on the list. Although his ranking was not good and was at the bottom of the list.
But this ranking list was selected from the nearly one million students of the Imperial City Academy!
Out of one million students, which one of them was not a monstrous genius? Which one of them was not a dragon or phoenix among men?
Such an existence could not even withstand a single strike from Ye Fanchen!?
Ye Fanchen coldly looked around at the crowd that still surrounded him. But no one dared to stand out, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
The sharp edge of the Thousand Feather Sword was slanted to the ground. Ye Fanchen sneered and said, "It looks like you don't plan on stopping me anymore?"
As his voice fell, the group of Imperial City Academy students retreated, as if they were afraid that this god of death would remember them.
Ye Fanchen held his sword and did not move. With a dark face, he said, "But now, I want to kill you all!"
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