A coquettish yet cold voice abruptly resounded in the second floor of the Sacred Martial Hall. This sudden provocation attracted the attention of many people. Among them, Sheng Yangwen, who was still in the arena, also cast his gaze over.
However, when they saw this graceful and graceful figure, most of their faces involuntarily stiffened. Some of their faces even turned pale, as if they had seen a jinx. They were terrified and uneasy.
Among them, even Sheng Yangwen, who was being flattered by everyone on the arena, was the same. His face was pale and his expression fluctuated.
Obviously, they had all suffered at Liu Canyan's hands. Moreover, it was very likely that it was on this arena.
And now, because of her words, many people's gazes fell on Feng Hao and the others behind her …
To them, these were some new faces. Among them, when their gazes swept across Joan Of Arc, Wan Xin, and Yan Qing, they all revealed stunned gazes. Some people even stared blankly at these three beautiful faces. However, due to Liu Canyan's presence, no one dared to come up and strike up a conversation.
And because of their realm and age, the people here quickly guessed that Feng Hao and the others should be this time's new students.
Involuntarily, the crowd silently mourned for them for a few seconds.
Poor children, they should still not know what kind of mentor they had chosen.
After all, apart from that strange temper of hers, Liu Canyan was impeccable in every other aspect.
"Roar, … I'll go."
When Long Yueguan heard this, he immediately roared and excitedly ran towards the arena.
This was something that he had dreamed of.
"You want to fight with me?"
Sheng Yangwen deliberately did not look at the charming figure, and his gaze stopped on the silly big guy in front of him.
"Nonsense, didn't you hear my mentor say that he's going to kick you off?"
Long Yueguan rolled his eyes, as if he was a little impatient and full of provocation.
"How many credits are we betting?"
When Liu Canyan was mentioned, the corner of Sheng Yangwen's mouth twitched without a trace. He coldly looked at Long Yueguan, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Even if he couldn't beat the big one, could he not beat the small one?
"Credits."
Long Yueguan was stunned. He immediately took out his identity jade pendant and shouted, "I only have one academic credit. Do you dare to bet with me?"
"Crimson Grade student."
Everyone couldn't help feeling a little surprised. When they calculated the time of the Elysium's recruitment, they discovered that only ten days had passed. In an instant, everyone's eyes were filled with shock.
Although it was not difficult to become a Crimson Grade student, it could be said that as long as one broke through to the Saint level, one could easily complete the Crimson Grade Test.
However, a newbie who had yet to advance to the Saint-level was able to pass the test in just ten days. This proved that the fellow in front of him was extraordinary.
Pairs of eyes that were flickering with light swept across his body, and they immediately revealed astonished and shocked gazes.
"One credit."
Sheng Yangwen was a little speechless. His minimum requirement was at least fifty academic credits. He didn't care for one academic credit. Just when he was about to refuse, a gaze swept over him, causing him to swallow the words that were already in his throat. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I will bet with you."
After the two finished registering at the registration counter next to the arena, they both entered the arena.
Because of the great disparity in strength, no one placed a bet. They all looked as if they were watching a good show.
"He is going to suffer..."
Feng Hao slightly shook his head.
Although Long Yueguan was strong, Sheng Yangwen had already tempered his foundation for more than two hundred years. Even if his physique was a piece of scrap iron, it had already been refined into steel. Moreover, Sheng Yangwen was a genius that could enter the Elysium.
"Eat my fist."
Long Yueguan could no longer endure the moment he entered the arena. He raised his fist, which was the size of a casserole, and smashed it towards Sheng Yangwen with rumbling thunder.
He was very suitable. In this arena, he was not suppressed at all, and his fists and legs could also be used.
"Hmph."
Seeing that he dared to be so impolite, Sheng Yangwen coldly snorted. His eyes flashed with sharpness. He raised his hand and the space exploded. He raised his fist and punched out.
"Rumble,..."
Like two mountains colliding, a violent explosion erupted, and one of the figures was directly thrown out from the inside.
This person was naturally Long Yueguan.
"Hiss,..."
After standing up, Long Yueguan swung his numb arm and took a deep breath. "Brat, you really do have some skills. That punch is really heavy."
He had never submitted to anyone. Even against Feng Hao, his mouth had always been impolite, and he always talked about defeating Feng Hao. Naturally, he would not submit to Sheng Yangwen.
"Undefeatable Divine Physique."
He chanted an ancient incantation. Bursts of intense black light burst out from his body. His entire body seemed to be cast from steel, revealing a metallic luster.
Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, he once again charged towards Sheng Yangwen. He was like an undefeatable god with vast power.
"It's the Undefeatable Divine Physique. Could he be from … the Long Clan?"
Someone at the scene recognized this ancient physique and immediately exclaimed.
The Long Clan was once famous since ancient times. They were famous for being difficult to deal with. Anyone who had fought with the Long Clan regretted it.
"It seems that Sheng Yangwen is in big trouble..."
Below the stage, many people took pleasure in Sheng Yangwen's misfortune when they saw his ashen face.
The following scene was just as Fenghao had expected. Long Yue Guan was simply not Sheng Yangwen's opponent. He could only be sent flying again and again. However, this guy was as tenacious as a cockroach. He charged forward again and again, causing Sheng Yangwen to be annoyed. In the end, Sheng Yangwen made a fierce move and unleashed a torrential barrage of attacks. Long Yue Guan was forced to retreat again and again. Blood spurted out from his mouth and the light of the Undefeatable Divine Physique on his body weakened.
"Bang!"
A mountain phenomenon appeared on Sheng Yangwen's fist, and he directly knocked Long Yueguan to the ground. He almost fainted.
Looking at Long Yueguan's miserable state, a strange smile hung at the corner of his mouth.
This time, he finally vented all the anger he had towards Liu Canyan.
"Who else wants to come up?"
His gaze intentionally or unintentionally ignored Liu Canyan and landed on Feng Hao and the others. His tone was full of provocation.
"Little Feng, you have to help me beat him up."
Long Yueguan dragged his heavily injured body over and grimaced in pain as he spoke to Fenghao. He had only spoken a single sentence when he uncontrollably inhaled a breath of cold air.
It seemed that Sheng Yangwen did not go easy on him this time.
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