One of them shook his head and didn't look at Zhou Yang. He just smiled and said, "This guy is too stupid. It was Zhou Yang who pestered Miss Ye and tried to defile her. In the end, he was exposed and committed suicide. But this guy said that it was Miss Ye who pestered Zhou Yang. Because of this, he promised Ding Zhiming that he would fight 30 battles on the arena to prove that what he said was true."
"That's not true. Guo Dazhuang is a righteous person. In order to prove his brother's name, he didn't care about his life. How can you say that he is stupid? But if Zhou Yang really committed suicide, that would be a real tragedy," another person retorted.
"There will indeed be a tragedy today, but it won't be Guo Dazhuang or Zhou Yang."
A bone-chilling voice rang out from behind the crowd. Then, an extremely dense murderous aura spread out. Everyone couldn't help but feel a chill down their spine. They all turned around to look.
"Zhou … Zhou Yang …"
Everyone looked at Zhou Yang's cold expression and trembled. Then, they all made way for Zhou Yang to walk towards the arena.
At this moment, the people in front of the crowd didn't know what had happened. They only saw a person suddenly fly onto the arena.
"The eleventh battle will be fought by me, Shi Gang." The person who called himself Shi Gang laughed out loud. "Guo Dazhuang, your brother is a good-for-nothing and you are a fool. Both of you are the laughingstock of the city. Watch me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Gang's sandbag-sized fist landed on Guo Dazhuang.
Although Guo Dazhuang was pressed to the ground by Luo Ming, he didn't lower his head. His eyes were fierce and he didn't dodge the incoming fist at all.
Once called brother, they were brothers for life. He wouldn't allow anyone to tarnish his brother's reputation.
"Bang!"
The sound of the collision resounded in the silent arena. Guo Dazhuang instinctively closed his eyes but found that he didn't feel any pain.
Could it be that he had been beaten up for too long? He immediately opened his eyes. In front of him was a hand. Then, he saw the owner of this hand.
Zhou Yang!
"Brother … Brother Yang …"
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Good brother, leave this to me."
Guo Dazhuang nodded and actually laughed hysterically.
"The good-for-nothing didn't die. But that's good too. Let me teach you a lesson." Shi Gang shouted and immediately withdrew his fist. However, he found that his fist seemed to have taken root in Zhou Yang's palm.
"If you want to fight, I'll give you a chance."
Zhou Yang suddenly loosened his grip, and Shi Gang retreated until he reached the edge of the stone platform before coming to a stop.
"It seems your strength has increased somewhat. No wonder you are so bold." Ding Zhiming smiled disdainfully. He crossed his arms and looked at Zhou Yang playfully.
Zhou Yang glanced at Ding Zhiming, then his gaze landed on Luo Ming. Luo Ming's expression froze. He retreated from Guo Dazhuang's side to Ding Zhiming's side. "Zhou Yang, didn't you want to die to atone for your sins? Why did you come back?"
"Repent with death? Aren't you the one who should die to atone for your sins? "Zhou Yang said coldly.
Zhou Yang's words aroused everyone's doubts. Everyone present thought that Zhou Yang committed suicide because of Ye Zhining's matter, but now it seemed that the truth was not as Luo Ming said.
"Hmph, Zhou Yang, you jumped into the well of fire at Meteorite Tower. Before you died, you told me to come back and tell everyone that you were repenting with your death in hopes of getting Miss Ye's forgiveness. Now you're back. How disappointing." Luo Ming laughed mockingly.
Zhou Yang did not speak. It was useless to say more. He helped Guo Dazhuang to the edge of the platform and returned to the center. He looked at Shi Gang, "From now on, my brother's challenge will be handled by me. You can make your move."
His voice was unruly and his eyes were arrogant. This expression completely angered Shi Gang.
"Trash, pretending to be a genius. Die!"
The angry Shi Gang leaped up and attacked with all his strength.
"Iron Sand Fist!"
His fist was as black as iron. The calluses on it were shocking.
Iron Sand Fist, a low-level Human Realm Martial Technique. When practicing, one needed to constantly polish one's fist, making it as hard as iron and not afraid of pain.
Before the fist arrived, a strong wind blew.
"Roar …"
Suddenly, there was the sound of a beast roaring in the wind. Zhou Yang also threw a punch. In an instant, it collided with Shi Gang's fist.
"Crack!"
The sound of bones breaking was heard. Then, Shi Gang flew backward. His fist was dripping with blood. When he landed on the ground, he did not even say a word before passing out.
One punch and Shi Gang was defeated!
"There are still 18 left!"
A faint voice swept through the entire area, and everyone gasped.
Although Shi Gang was not strong, he was still a Earth Star Realm Lv 4 martial artist. More importantly, he knew the Iron Sand Fist.
"That's the Iron Sand Fist, but his hand was directly shattered. This is unbelievable."
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Someone exclaimed.
"That beast roar seemed to be from the Wolf Fist. Rumor has it that only when the Wolf Fist is cultivated to the extreme can it cause a beast roar. But Zhou Yang has only awakened his Star Soul for less than a month. Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"What is Zhou Yang's cultivation level …"
For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar. Everyone was guessing Zhou Yang's cultivation level, including Luo Ming and Ding Zhiming.
Especially Luo Ming. He saw with his own eyes that Zhou Yang had fallen into the well of fire. Now that he had appeared again and his strength had increased greatly, it was obvious that he had benefited from the well.
"Brother Ding, it seems that you have to make a move," Luo Ming said in a low voice.
"Is it necessary? If this is all, he is not qualified for me to make a move. Let's wait and see." Ding Zhiming shook his head. As one of the few rank six masters in the Beginner Hall, he had his own confidence.
"Is there no one else?"
After a while, Zhou Yang's voice was heard again. However, the crowd was silent.
"Twelve of the thirty rounds have passed. There are still eighteen rounds left. Do you want to fight one by one or together?"
Looking around the crowd, everyone was stunned. When they looked at Zhou Yang again, their eyes were different.
Together!
There were not many people in the school who had such courage.
No one made a sound, and no one stood up. Even if they were very dissatisfied with Zhou Yang's arrogant words, with Shi Gang as an example, no one dared to go up.
"Brother Ding, it seems that these good-for-nothings have been intimidated by Zhou Yang. Are you still not going to fight?" Luo Ming whispered in Ding Zhiming's ear.
Ding Zhiming nodded, then sighed and walked to the front of the stage.
"It seems that I have to fight." Ding Zhiming shook his head and glanced at Zhou Yang, then said, "Zhou Yang, what happened today was Guo Dazhuang's own stupidity. He insisted on using thirty battles to clear your name. As a man, I naturally have to keep my word. If you want to stop this battle, that's fine. Then tell everyone how shamelessly you have been harassing Miss Ye all these years …"
"You want to be the thirteenth?"
A faint voice interrupted Ding Zhiming's words. Ding Zhiming was stunned.
Zhou Yang actually dared to challenge him …
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