Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Just when Tia Xiong made his move, seven to eight police cars appeared at the intersection from afar. However, they didn't drive over and instead stopped at the side. No one even got off from the car.    

    

"Captain Zhou, what should we do?" The police officer was quite nervous, "Do you want to go down and capture him?"    

    

"Arrest my ass."    

    

Zhou Yucheng immediately cursed out, his face dark and unsightly, "Didn't you see that God of Slaughter here? F * ck, he's been beaten hard …"    

    

Right now, the entire city was in a state of chaos, and there was about to be a war between the underworld and the underworld. Yet, the figure leaning against the car made him feel fear, no, not fear, it could even be said to be fear.    

    

He had never interacted with Zhang Yang before, but that didn't mean that he didn't understand him. Leading people in the Municipal Bureau Department that day and breaking the hands and feet of the three police officers in broad daylight could no longer be described as arrogant.    

    

"Damn it, let's watch first." With a wave of his hand, everyone in the communication channel said, "Take this opportunity to act!"    

    

At the same time, the moment Tia Xiong made his move, the Whip Leg blew the battle horn.    

    

The bald man and the other men had a conditioned reflex, as if they had been injected with stimulants. They howled and rushed over at the same time.    

    

The first strike had the advantage, the second strike had the advantage … There might not even be a single hair left.    

    

There was nothing to say. He would first snatch the vegetables.    

    

These fellows who had gone through half a month of hellish training, when all of them charged at the same time, the murderous intent and oppressive feeling they emitted made Ah Mao and the others feel as if they were being pushed into the crowd by a group of berserk rhinoceroses.    

    

There were more than twenty of them, and they were all carrying fellows. There were only fifteen or sixteen people in front of them, and on the surface, there was a clear gap between the two sides.    

    

More than thirty people were engaged in a chaotic battle. No, it wasn't a chaotic battle.    

    

When the two sides came into contact with each other, the difference in their strengths was like heaven and earth. Baldy and the others were like hungry wolves amongst sheep, howling and howling as a shocking aura formed between them.    

    

The fastest one to make a move was the baldy who was one step ahead of everyone else. He took a step forward and rushed at Ah Mao. His dangerous instinct was to use the big machete in his hand and cut through the air with a whistling sound, aiming for the bald man's chest.    

    

However, in the time it took for a spark to fly, the bald chimpanzee, who looked like an irritable, bald head, raised its leg and suddenly kicked towards the side, dodging the machete. At the same time, it kicked Ah Mao's face.    

    

This was a bottom-up kick, fast as lightning yet powerful. With a dull thud, Ah Mao was sent flying backwards amidst a heart-wrenching scream, crashing into the crowd and knocking three people away consecutively.    

    

On the other side, Yellow Hair was unwilling to be outdone. He had already lowered his body, shook his shoulders, and threw a punch straight at a hooligan's chin.    

    

The ear-piercing sound of bones breaking caused everyone nearby to feel their hearts skip a beat. A chill went straight up their backs to their numb scalps.    

    

This punch almost broke the delinquent's jaw. The moment his fist touched his jaw, the delinquent's head flew up and his whole body jumped up. Both of his feet were knocked off the ground and blood spurted out.    

    

A similar scene played out at almost the same time. Hairy # 1 didn't have any strength to fight back at all. In just one exchange, there were only a few people who were able to stand on the ground.    

    

In the car some distance away, the faces of Zhou Yucheng and all the policemen changed in unison.    

    

If they felt troublesome and fearful before because of Zhang Yang's background and power, then at this moment, they felt danger. Extreme danger.    

    

Zhou Yucheng came from a special forces background, so he could see more clearly than those police officers that graduated from the police academy. He understood more than anyone else the terror of a group of super first-rate fighting experts.    

    

When did these guys become so fierce?    

    

These people's current appearances, that kind of merciless and fearless fighting, reminded him of the special forces that he had served in the past. These people did not care about who his opponents were, did not care about whether they were strong or weak, did not care about where they were, no matter when, no matter where, as long as they were fighting, they would be fighting to the death.    

    

For a time, Zhou Yucheng even had an illusion.    

    

Not only him, but all the other policemen who saw this felt as if they were not in a bustling modern city, but instead on a battlefield filled with blood and smoke.    

    

The killing intent that erupted into the sky was like a formless blade that rushed towards one's face, causing one to feel suffocated.    

    

Especially their fighting techniques and ability to adapt to situations. Everyone was shocked to see that even in the car the sounds of collisions and screams never stopped.    

    

Fierce figures shuttled back and forth through the crowd, and these people seemed to be releasing their pent-up anger. Even though they were being chopped by iron rods, they were still screaming non-stop.    

    

That young man was just hugging his shoulders and leaning against the window as he coldly watched. His name was Zhang Yang!    

    

It was a long story, but all of this happened extremely quickly.    

    

One minute.    

    

The battle was over!    

    

None of the baldy's fell, not a single one was injured, and none of the twenty plus people across from them were able to stand up.    

    

Those vicious figures once again caused the officers' hearts to tremble.    

    

The baldy group automatically formed two rows. When they looked at Zhang Yang's figure in front of them, their eyes were filled with fiery worship and reverence from the bottom of their heart.    

    

Previously, when they were sparring with Zhang Yang, they had never felt how amazing they were. But now, they understood that they were on completely different levels.    

    

Just like the people lying on the ground, they shared the same feelings and could experience their powerful combat abilities.    

    

However, the more they thought about it, the more respectful they became of Zhang Yang. It was worth noting that this was only half a month. Half a month of training had almost turned them into superhuman beings.    

    

"That's right."    

    

Zhang Yang nodded, laughed and said, "Like I said, skills come from hard work. If you can meet my requirements, I will make everyone stronger!"    

    

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this. They looked at each other and their expressions became excited.    

    

"Elder Brother Yang, what requirements do you need to meet?"    

    

"That's right, Elder Brother Yang, just practice whatever you want, and kill us with it!"    

    

"…"    

    

They could already feel how powerful they were, but if they could get stronger, no one would be unwilling.    

    

This was an opportunity that everyone understood.    

    

"I can't say."    

    

Zhang Yang shook his head, his tone turned serious, "However, if you meet the requirements, you can feel it yourself. Once you say it, you will be burdened."    

    

Hearing that, everyone quieted down. Although there was confusion on their faces, no one doubted Zhang Yang's words.    

    

Of course, to be able to make them become an expert in half a month was not an ordinary tactic. Especially the Extreme Body-forging Arts, which had deeply impressed everyone, it was most likely just the tip of the iceberg.    

    

"So, if you have nothing else to do, just practice more. Remember, techniques come from hard work!"    

    

Zhang Yang had always emphasized the importance of hard work because everyone's potential had been mostly stimulated by him. If he wanted to continue to break through, it was actually very difficult. The only way was to keep practicing hard work.    

    

The rhythm of breathing was merely the first level, and also the shallowest level of Body-forging Arts. Behind it was the rhythm of vibrating fur, the rhythm of flowing blood, the rhythm of muscles, bones, and even the trembling of the bone marrow.    

    

Of course, Zhang Yang was only at the fifth stage of revival, but his situation was very special. Because of the cultivation technique and the Star Power s that had created his body, his physical strength had reached an unbelievable state.    

    

Seeing everyone's determined and expectant expressions, he clapped his hands, pointed at the group of delinquents on the ground and coldly said.    

    

"All of you, break your limbs!" Remember, our goal is to not cause trouble, but we are not afraid of it. If people respect me, then I respect them.    

    

"Understood!" Everyone responded in unison, their eyes flickering with a murderous light. They used to be hooligans, and although they often fought in groups, after all, they had never been through such a big scene before. However, all of this had changed.    

    

On one hand, it was due to the improvement of his strength, and on the other, it was due to Zhang Yang's dominance and confidence.    

    

"Spare me, please spare me, Big Bro Baldie."    

    

All the delinquents lying on the ground had their expressions changed. They started crying for their mothers and fathers to beg for their lives, but it was all in vain.    

    

This scene was exactly the same as what Ye Xiu had said before: you have to return the favor.    

    

Crack! Crack! Crack! The sound of bones breaking was accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream. There was no hesitation or pain as all four of their limbs were broken by the cold stomp. The scene looked extremely cruel.    

    

It was only when Zhang Yang led the crowd away that Zhou Yucheng and a group of police officers appeared. Their expressions were also ugly, and there was even a sense of fear in their hearts.    

    

On the way back, Zhang Yang clearly divided the work among the dozen people, Yellow Hair and the vulgar man were still collecting medicinal herbs, Miao Qing and Lv Chao reported on Immortal Sanatorio, the three lackeys were responsible for sending Fei Fei to and from school, baldy and the rest were still responsible for the safety of Lee Shan, as well as the Gourmet Restaurant.    

    

However, there was a big guy beside Zhang Yang. Tia Xiong became Zhang Yang's chauffeur, which made the baldy extremely envious. Tia Xiong also kept grinning and giggling.    

    

After dispersing from the crowd, he drove to the Garden of Wen Ya to say goodbye to Gu Xiner before leaving with Lee Shan and Fei.    

    

Along the way, Fei was so excited that she jumped and screamed happily like a little elf. The degree of adhesion she had made Lee Shan, as a mother, feel like eating.    

    

For the next few days, life was peaceful and warm. During the day, when he was at school, he would have three beauties accompanying him and also take some time to treat his patients.    

    

After that, Zhang Yang simply set a rule: Deathless Immortal Sanatorio, only three patients were accepted every day. Even so, there was still an endless stream of people who came to request treatment.    

    

It is worth mentioning that during the last treatment for Uncle Jiang, he found out about Uncle Jiang's favor through hints.    

    

When Zhang Yang expressed his gratitude, Uncle Jiang merely smiled and told him that Lee Jianglan of Qing Hai had been with him before. If something happened in the future, he hoped that Zhang Yang would let him go once.    

    

Zhang Yang nodded after some thought.    

    

Time passed day by day, and the college entrance exam also arrived as promised.