C74 Blow your mouth out

In front of the dumbstruck audience, Ye Yang was on the stage, barefoot, with two shoes in his hands.

"Bastard, if you want to die, I will let you die a painlessly." Ye Yang said as he threw a punch at him.

"Pa!"

It was a voice that was clear and loud.

Zhuo Wencheng staggered and almost fell to the ground. When he turned his head around, everyone was shocked.

On Zhuo Wencheng's originally tanned face, a shoe print had been neatly stamped.

Ye Yang looked at Zhuo Wencheng in astonishment: "I didn't expect your face to be so big, even longer than my foot."

At this time, Zhuo Wencheng felt a stinging sensation on his face. One part of it was pain, and the other part was embarrassment to be slapped by a shoe in front of the audience.

With an angry roar, "Howling Tiger Fist", a tiger pattern surfaced on his fist as he charged towards Ye Yang with a gust of wind.

Ye Yang completely ignored him and with the Gale Steps, he turned his body and waved his left hand.

"Pa!"

Another crisp sound. On the other side of Zhuo Wencheng's face, another shoe print suddenly appeared as well. Both sides of the face were swollen in the shape of the shoes, aligned from top to bottom, and from left to right, there wasn't the slightest difference.

The entire audience was stunned. Was this even a match? Why does it look like a form of abuse? Today was truly a good show.

"Bastard, do you only know how to dodge?"

"Pa!"

"You despicable scumbag!"

"Pa!"

"When today ends, I will have all of you disciples of the Eight Desolations City kneel down when accepting missions."

"Pa!"

"I will rape all the women around you."

"Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!"

After Zhuo Wencheng finished cursing, Ye Yang used Gale Steps to the extreme, and it was as if there were more than ten Ye Yang in the competition.

Each of Ye Yang's hands were holding onto two shoes, which were rotated like a windmill, as they spanked Zhuo Wencheng's face.

Everyone looked at this scene with their mouths wide open. Some were surprised, some were amused, and some were even deeply shocked.

Ye Yang was obviously an early stage Martial Warrior, while Zhuo Wencheng was already at the peak, but in front of Ye Yang, he did not have any strength to retaliate.

Everyone was deeply fearful of Ye Yang's ghost-like footwork, he was simply too fast.

Although Gale Steps was an Advanced battle skill of Yellow Rank, it wasn't considered rare, and a few people on spot had learned it before.

However, they absolutely did not expect that Gale Steps could be cultivated to such a level. It really was like Gale Phantom Shadow.

Generally speaking, battle skills were divided into the beginning, initial, mastery, and perfection stages. Usually, martial cultivators only cultivate the Gale Steps to the initial stage, and would not continue to cultivate it at all.

Because Gale Steps was not a high-level mental method or battle skill, it was not worth the time to study.

But today, after seeing that he had mastered the Gale Steps to the Perfection Stage, they were all deeply shocked. So it turned out that a cultivation method of the Yellow Rank that had reached the Perfection Stage could actually unleash such power.

"Aooo!"

Zhuo Wencheng roared out like a beast, his hands protecting his face, rushing to the side of the stage and jumped down.

Everyone was stunned. This guy actually admitted defeat? He immediately jumped out of the arena.

But the reality didn’t accord to his original thought. A figure blocked his path, and Ye Yang swung his leg like a dragon, kicking fiercely at Zhuo Wencheng's chest.

Zhuo Wencheng was kicked into the center of the stage. The stage that could normally withstand battles with regards to Martial Master Level actually cracked, and Zhuo Wencheng spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I admit …" Zhuo Wencheng just spat out two words, as the sole of a big shoe once again ruthlessly smacked his mouth.

This time, it was different from the past. His strength was extremely great, and the sounds of bones cracking could be heard. It made people's teeth ache.

Puff.

Zhuo Wencheng rolled over a few times as he was hit, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out, along with over ten teeth that rolled down the stage.

Ye Yang slowly walked to the front of Zhuo Wencheng, and looked at the Zhuo Wencheng whose jaw had already been split open, unable to speak.

He smiled and said: "I said your mouth stinks. I will smash it. Now I've done it!"

"I remember when the battle started, you said you would cripple me, right? I, Ye Yang, have always been one to distinguish between kindness and hatred. If there is revenge, I will definitely avenge it." He said as he stomped towards Zhuo Wencheng's thigh.

"Kacha!" Zhuo Wencheng's leg bone broke instantly, but he still had a bit of strength, he did not utter a sound, and stared at Ye Yang with eyes full of hatred.

Ye Yang ignored Zhuo Wencheng's gaze and smiled.

"Crack! Crack!" There were three crisp sounds in a row, and the whole place was dead silent. The sound was heard even clearer, but everyone who heard it felt their hearts tremble.

All the female students' faces turned pale white, this Ye Yang was too ruthless.

But Ye Yang did not end it. Seeing the hatred in Zhuo Wencheng's eyes, which did not decrease in the slightest but became even more intense, Ye Yang instantly had a murderous thought in his heart.

This person definitely could not be allowed to live. Since he has already become an enemy, he had to be killed for good. Otherwise, it would leave behind a hidden danger for the people around me.

He raised his leg and kicked Zhuo Wencheng's Aura Sea.

"Stop!"

A voice came over, but Ye Yang ignored it and continued to kick.

Seeing that Ye Yang ignored his orders and continued to kick him, the man was enraged. He swept his body and struck out with his palm towards Ye Yang.

Before the palm arrived, the tyrannical aura had already struck towards Ye Yang. If he were to continue attacking, Ye Yang was confident that he would cripple Zhuo Wencheng.

But it was very likely that he would be severely injured by that person, and the person had calculated the perfect timing to attack, allowing Ye Yang to choose.

Ye Yang was enraged, he withdrew his leg that he kicked out, a spear appeared in his hand, in the next moment he smashed towards the man.

Bang.

Violent winds rolled up the ground, and a terrifying wave of air surged out in all directions. The seats around the arena were instantly blasted away, and the students below were in a sorry state to resist it.

"Thump thump thump" Ye Yang and the man retreated a few steps at the same time. It was only then that Ye Yang saw the person clearly.

This person was the judge. He appeared to be in his thirties, and his tyrannical aura indicated that he was already a Martial General level expert.

Ye Yang swung his spear, pointing the tip of it straight at the approaching person, and said coldly: "You want to stop me?"

The judge was obviously intimidated by Ye Yang's power, but he immediately calmed down, and angrily said: "Young man, do not go too far when you can choose to forgive! There’s no necessity to push him to that desperate situation."

"You wanna impart me a lesson?" Ye Yang said with a look of disdain, "The previous disciples of our Eight Desolations City were injured and crippled from being bullied, have the bullies ever thought of not being too ruthless?"

"Where were you back then? Why didn't you come out and do justice? Now, what man are you pretending to be? "

"I look down on you hypocrites the most. Men like you always stand at the highest moral point to criticize others, and you don't even look at what kind of people you are. If you don't have anything to do, hurry up and get lost! Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Ye Yang scolded him to his heart's content and immediately felt much better. Remembering that a few years ago, a genius of the family was crippled and sent back to the family, and he ended up in depression, Ye Yang's heart was filled with boundless rage.

Everyone below the stage looked at Ye Yang with admiration. To dare to insult the judge and fight against a Martial General level expert, it required more than just courage.

"This person is innately arrogant and has a heroic aura that covers the sky. He is a rare talent. This person can be the best friend and also the most terrifying enemy." Lan Wenjun muttered to himself.

But when Wu Youruo hearing it, it was like a thunder in a clear sky, was he trying to remind me? Now, they needed friends like Ye Yang most.

Meng Fei's face was filled with worship, this was his boss, even though he was facing off against a Martial General level expert, he still maintained a calm and collected expression, cursing and swearing as usual.

Ye Yuhan's eyes flashed with admiration. He had already finished cultivating the elementary sword intent and was extremely sensitive to a person's willpower.

The moment Ye Yang erupted, he could clearly feel Ye Yang's powerful will that was flapping his wings in the air, as though he wanted to break the nine heavens.

The judge was pointed at the nose by a freshman and cursed for a long time, yet he was unable to refute a single word. He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

"You … You have no respect for your elders. You dare to offend your superiors?" He was already incoherent from anger.

"Cut the crap. You're not a eunuch, retract your palace rules if you wanted to rule me by that. This is the Tianwu Academy, you have no right to criticize me. Get the hell out of here." Ye Yang said impatiently.

"You said that I do not have the rights? "This is the battle field, I am the one qualified to judge. I will declare that you have violated the rules that want to take the lives of others. If you do not surrender, I can only capture you!" When the judge heard the word "rights", he immediately became spirited.

"Why are there so many excuses for the crime you want me to commit? If you want to capture me, then do it, and let me see just how powerful you are. "Ye Yang said as if he did not care at all.

The judge was so angry that his scalp was about to explode. Today, he had been scolded by a freshman, and now he was even forcing himself to make a move.

He was a Martial General expert after all. He had acted just now but failed to take him down, which was already very embarrassing. If he couldn’t manage to take Ye Yang down with another move, it would add more embarrassment to himself.

While he was stuck in a dilemma, an old voice was heard from the arena, "Wu Yong, you messed up the order of the arena yourself. I'll punish you to go to the back of the mountain for three days to introspect yourself, let the competition continue!"

"It's the dean's voice!"

"What happened here actually disturb the headmaster!"

Hearing the dean's voice, the face of the judge Wu Yu instantly changed. He bowed and said, "Yes, I admit my wrongs. I will go and receive my punishment tomorrow."

He silently left the stage, but before he left, he glanced at Ye Yang, and killing intent flashed past his eyes.

But even though his gaze was very obscure, it still could not escape Ye Yang's perception. Ye Yang thought to himself, it's best if you don't provoke me, otherwise I will let you know how ruthless I can be.

Seeing that no one was bothering him, Ye Yang walked to Zhuo Wencheng's side and laughed: "Now that no one is disturbing us, we can continue."

Zhuo Wencheng's face instantly changed. He was not afraid of injuries, even if his four limbs were broken, as long as there were spirit medicines, it would not be long before he could recover.

However, if he was crippled, then everything would be gone. Now, he began to regret. He regretted being overconfident and regretted not being able to withstand the generous conditions given by the ones who tried to buy him over.

Zhuo Wencheng's eyes were immediately filled with fear. He wanted to shout and admit defeat, but Ye Yang had already prepared himself.

During the match, if one side admitted defeat or fell off the arena, it would be considered defeated. This way, the judge would be able to end the match and no one would dare to make a move again.

"I heard that you crippled a student last year. Today, I will let you have a taste of being crippled as well!"

With that, he kicked toward Zhuo Wencheng's Dantian, Zhuo Wencheng's huge body, the latter flew out of the stage and fell on the ground in a sorry state.

Just as Ye Yang wanted to fly down the stage, he felt the sky and the earth spinning as he spat out a mouthful of blood.