Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

"You've already done very well. You don't need to feel sad, and you don't need to apologize." Su Ling stared at him seriously. "If it was me, I wouldn't be much stronger than you."    

    

"Ugh …" Hu Yong's expression was conflicted. He thought that the captain must be trying to comfort him.    

    

At this moment, Zhang Zizhong and the other two military officers walked over, lightly patted Hu Yong's shoulder and whispered, "Captain, it's true, he's very strong."    

    

"Huh?"    

    

Hu Yong turned around and looked in the direction of Zhang Yang. He still had a lazy and indolent expression on his face. His eyes were extremely calm, as if the battle just now had nothing to do with him.    

    

But the more it was like this, the more sullen Hu Yong became. However, he didn't know what to say. A soldier was like this. A loss was a loss and he wouldn't find any inexplicable reason to hide his failure.    

    

"You are very strong."    

    

At this moment, Su Ling suddenly looked at Zhang Yang. Her expression and gaze no longer had the contempt and ridicule from before. Her tone of voice had also unknowingly put Zhang Yang on an equal footing.    

    

Zhang Yang chuckled and did not reply. In other words, he was too lazy to say anything polite.    

    

However, when this expression appeared in the eyes of these people, the trace of respect that they originally had instantly vanished.    

    

The military had always respected the strong, and the military had always respected the strong. Similarly, they also desired to be respected. This was a balanced exchange, especially between the military. Honor was more important than life.    

    

"I admit that the Battle Mecha Combat is not a match for you, but I want to spar with Chief Supervisor Zhang Yang in close combat."    

    

Suddenly, Hu Yong walked up to Zhang Yang and stared at him. His voice was filled with anger.    

    

On the side, Su Ling and Zhang Zizhong, the three officers, were silent. Obviously, they wanted to take back the last round.    

    

"As you wish." Zhang Yang had already made up his mind to solve everything today. He didn't want to get into trouble every day after the military.    

    

"We even entered the virtual space. In reality, we can't fight freely." Hu Yong said again.    

    

"..."    

    

This time, all five of them, including Su Ling, entered the virtual space. The map was a rather spacious arena. He was alone on the side while the other five were about 20 meters away from him.    

    

Without further ado, Hu Yong walked forward three steps.    

    

After three steps, his aura changed, giving off a chilling and sharp feeling. Especially when he assumed a fighting stance, an iron-blooded killing aura radiated from his body.    

    

The biggest difference between a military expert and a civilian expert was that they never practiced any fancy moves, and their moves could easily injure someone, or even kill them in one blow. Just from the momentum alone, Hu Yong had experienced countless battles and killed a lot of people.    

    

Zhang Yang didn't move at all. He slightly raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and scanned everyone in front of him. "You five can attack together, I'm very tired!"    

    

This was definitely not looking down on him, but a genuine feeling that came from the bottom of his heart. He was truly tired, and wanted to sleep. If he were to fight one match after another, wouldn't that exhaust him to death?    

    

Of course, those words completely changed the tone in Hu Yong and the others' ears. This was naked contempt and was too arrogant and conceited.    

    

One had to know that these four were special elites that Su Ling had selected from the thirty thousand strong soldiers in the Fifth Column. Before long, they would be instructors for the mysterious fifth division.    

    

Even Su Ling, who was standing at the back of the crowd, couldn't help but frown. She had already thought highly of him and had given him the respect he deserved.    

    

Besides, he said he would fight against five of them, which meant he was questioning Su Ling's judgement. Hu Yong and the other three were chosen by her after consideration. It was a slap to her face.    

    

Anger welled up, and before Hu Yong and the rest could say anything, Su Ling glared at Zhang Yang with a cold expression and said, "You really want us to attack together?"    

    

Zhang Yang nodded without saying anything else.    

    

"Alright!" Su Ling said word by word, gritting her teeth, "Then let's begin. Let's attack together!"    

    

Battles were unavoidable.    

    

However, just as she finished her sentence, Zhang Yang made his move. It was his first time attacking.    

    

"Whiz!"    

    

Both his legs stomped on the ground. It was as if his body had turned into a cannonball under the powerful force behind his legs. The twenty meters distance between them didn't seem to exist under his feet.    

    

Fast, too fast.    

    

Like a shooting star, it streaked past.    

    

Before Su Ling and the other three could even take a step forward, Zhang Yang was already in front of Hu Yong. The moment his feet touched the ground, his right arm curled up high on his shoulder and punched over like lightning.    

    

The instant he punched out, it was as if the air around him was sucked out, and a terrifying whistling sound echoed out.    

    

A slight tremor came from the arena. Zhang Yang did not use any fighting techniques or techniques, much less some body techniques. Just a simple punch was enough to blast him away like a cannonball.    

    

Hu Yong narrowed his eyes. There was no time to dodge since Zhang Yang's speed was too fast.    

    

Exchange wounds for wounds?    

    

Hu Yong helplessly realized that he didn't have any time to take action and could only passively take on the oncoming onslaught.    

    

The moment the soldiers entered the army, they started to train non-stop. The rest of their time was spent in fighting, so naturally, they were all trained to the point of having bronze skin and iron bones.    

    

"Hah!"    

    

Seeing that he was unable to dodge, Hu Yong shouted and his legs instantly spread out in a horse stance. He squatted slightly and focused all of his strength on his arms. Then, he raised both of his hands to block.    

    

Sizzle.    

    

When his fist was about to touch Wu Tie's crossed arms, Zhang Yang's right arm suddenly burst open in front of him. The bulging muscles and muscles were crisscrossed with over a dozen green veins, pulsing as if they were alive.    

    

At the very front of his fist, a sharp spiral formed and instantly hit Hu Yong's crossed arms.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

When the fists and arms met, there was a metallic clanging sound, as if two metal weapons were clashing.    

    

Following that, Hu Yong's sturdy figure flew out, landing on the ground more than ten meters away.    

    

Among the four people that Hu Yong chose, he was not the strongest. However, he was definitely the most resistant to blows. However, he was unable to withstand a single punch from Zhang Yang and was defeated in a very thorough and straightforward manner.    

    

Hu Yong, who was gradually disappearing, still had a look of disbelief on his face. He couldn't believe that he was killed instantly with a single punch. His arms were broken and his heart was shattered.    

    

How much power would be required?    

    

He found it hard to believe where that tremendous power had come from within Zhang Yang's thin body.    

    

Although it was unexpected, Su Ling and Zhang Zizhong didn't have the time to be surprised. Their reactions were also quite fast.    

    

Li Weiguo, who was the closest to Zhang Yang, twisted his waist twice. Bringing with him all of his strength, he raised his left hand and threw out a Palm Knife straight at Zhang Yang's throat.    

    

Eighteen hands of the Black Dragon!    

    

The moment he swung the saber, crisp sounds of bones could be heard from his waist and abdomen. This was Li Weiguo's famous ultimate skill, and it had already been mastered to perfection by him.    

    

Zhang Yang's moves were not that twisted. He liked violent fighting. When Li Weiguo raised his knife, his toes lightly touched the ground, and his legs instantly separated from the ground by three feet.    

    

Following that, in the instant it swung up, it slipped past the incoming Palm Knife with just a hair's breadth of movement. As it reached the height of the western side, it smashed down with a landed fist.    

    

Bang!    

    

Li Weiguo was smashed into the ground and sat on it. His body dragged on the ground for more than a dozen meters, and then, with an unwilling expression, he weakened his body.    

    

This punch felt too surreal to him. It was clearly a crude and unorthodox punch, and it was full of flaws. He could clearly dodge it …    

    

Li Weiguo died with grievance.    

    

All of this happened very quickly, almost in the blink of an eye.    

    

If there was a spectator watching, they would only see Zhang Yang's body leaving an afterimage as he punched Hu Yong away. Then, he would leap forward and spin his body to launch another punch.    

    

Two punches had killed two military experts, and they were the elites among the elites. If this was said, no one would believe it.    

    

However, Zhang Yang was not satisfied with his performance. His physical body was still too weak. With two punches, the veins under his skin began to bulge and he felt a stabbing pain that made him very unhappy.    

    

Of course, maybe in the army, Hu Yong and the others were elites, but that would be a difference of who to compete with. Even if Zhang Yang thought he was weak, the weakness in his words wasn't aimed at these people but at experts of the same level.    

    

At this time, Zhang Zizhong and Li Yuntian attacked at the same time, one on the left, one on the right, one on the top and one on the bottom, respectively.    

    

This was a tacit understanding that had been demonstrated during actual combat. There was almost no need to explain it with words. A simple glance was enough to form small teamwork with each other.    

    

Without fear, Zhang Yang charged forward like lightning. His speed was extremely fast. Li Yuntian only saw a shadow flash in front of him, followed by a "ka" sound.    

    

A huge wave of pain came from his left arm. Li Yuntian was kicked a dozen steps away. His face was pale as he held his own hand. His entire arm was broken.    

    

With a swift dodge, Zhang Zizhong's leg hit nothing but air, followed closely by a burst of crackling sounds. Zhang Zizhong's finger hit the Palm Knife's heavy fist, hitting his knee, and then hitting his shoulder. Under a series of blows, Zhang Zizhong didn't even have to make a sound before he disappeared.    

    

Suddenly, a delicate voice was heard. Su Ling's body dashed out rapidly and instantly grabbed Zhang Yang's shoulder.    

    

Fast, simply too fast.    

    

Su Ling deserved to be the captain of Fifth Column. Moreover, she herself came from Cobra Troop, so the moment she made her move, she unconsciously revealed her sharp aura.    

    

Whether it was the timing of their attacks or the sharpness of their methods, they were way above Hu Yong and the others.    

    

Her final move was not due to her slow reaction, but before this, she did not even think of making a move. In her opinion, the four people she chose could easily suppress Zhang Yang.    

    

It had to be known that these four were all the elites she had picked. Four against one, even if she won, it would still be disgraceful.    

    

But what she didn't expect was, from the time Zhang Yang attacked until he defeated the four, the time that passed was very short. It only took ten seconds.    

    

With two punches, two people were killed and one kick broke Li Yunfei's arm. Zhang Zizhong was like a punching bag as he was directly blown away.    

    

That was why she decided to make a move. The moment she did, her timing was very accurate and she instantly grabbed Zhang Yang's shoulder.    

    

However, before Su Ling could do anything, Zhang Yang slowly breathed out his last breath. Immediately after that, cracking noises could be heard from all over his body.    

    

Immediately after, his shoulders shook violently.    

    

Instantly, a "pa" sound echoed in the hall.    

    

Lin Yuntian, who was just about to rush over, was shocked to discover that Su Ling's slender hands were like a spring that had been blown away by the vibration in an instant.    

    

Although she was surprised, Su Ling did not panic. Her arms once again exerted her strength, and her feet bounced up into the air. Her body rotated 360 degrees, and she kicked 18 times towards Zhang Yang.    

    

His legs stirred in the air, causing sonic booms, as if tearing apart the surrounding air. Both sides changed their moves extremely quickly, and everything happened in a split-second.    

    

At this moment, Li Yuntian was like an injured beast as he also charged over while roaring wildly.    

    

At the same time, Su Ling shouted loudly. Her last Whip Leg was thrown out, mixed with the sound of wind and wind, straight at Zhang Yang's ears.    

    

"His actions are quite vicious."    

    

Zhang Yang's expression did not change, but his eyes lit up. Facing the Whip Leg, he slightly stepped to the left, both of his hands shot out like lightning and fiercely grabbed her ankle.    

    

At the same time, he poured all the strength in his body into his arms and threw it out fiercely. He smashed towards Li Yuntian as if he was throwing away trash.    

    

Bang!    

    

His face bloomed like a peach blossom!    

    

The pitiful Li Yuntian was sent flying again. However, this time, his strength was too great. He directly sent the two of them flying more than ten meters away to the wall. The entire arena shook.    

    

At this point, only Su Ling and Zhang Yang were left on the stage.