Chapter 58: Strong Ling Feng (Sixth Update)

Outside the Divine Wind Academy, it was surrounded by dense crowds of people. Some people in the front were wearing the uniforms of the War King Academy, and they were obviously students of the War King Academy.

There were still many Yancheng people in the back. The War King Academy shouted outside the Divine Wind Academy, which was undoubtedly a declaration of war against the Divine Wind Academy. They would naturally not let go of such excitement.

"Why, weren't you very brave yesterday? Why are you a coward today, pretending not to hear anything?"

"This shabby yard dares to call itself an academy? I think it's better to demolish it as soon as possible. Sooner or later, it will become history anyway."

"Four students dare to call themselves an academy, which is the biggest joke in Dayan. Those who killed my War King Academy, today, let you pay with blood!"

The students of the War King Academy cursed and mocked, and did not take the Divine Wind Academy seriously at all. In recent years, the decline of the Divine Wind Academy and the rise of the War King Academy are indeed incomparable. They can join the War King Academy, and they are indeed arrogant.

"Have you finished?" Suddenly, a cold voice came from the door, and Ling Feng and Xiao Fan walked out, their cold eyes swept across the whole place.

"Why, only you two dare to come out, and the other two are dead?" A student from the War King Academy stepped out. He was a burly man with a sharp face, and a cruel smile on his face.

"To deal with you, the two of us are enough." Ling Feng's expression was cold, and his eyes were full of murderous light.

Xiao Fan looked at Ling Feng worriedly. He felt that Ling Feng seemed to be a little bit wrong. Today, he was full of hostility. Ling Feng didn't speak, so he couldn't ask.

"Boy, your name is Ling Feng, right? I heard that you have the ninth-grade fighting spirit, the Fiery Hell Demon Phoenix? My name is Wang Ba, and my sixth-grade fighting spirit is the Fiery Demon Ape. You and I are both in the middle stage of the fighting master, so it's not bullying you, right? Don't worry, I won't kill you, I will just beat you so hard that your mother won't recognize you." The burly man grinned and said.

"Wang Ba, you are really a bastard." Before Ling Feng could speak, Xiao Fan on the side suddenly laughed, "A thousand-year-old bastard, a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise, you still need to work hard."

"Die!" Wang Ba roared. He hated being called a bastard the most. Therefore, he, who had a sixth-grade fighting spirit, had been practicing hard. Now that he had broken through to the middle stage of the fighting master, few people in the War King Academy dared to provoke him like this.

"This kid is really looking for death. When Senior Brother Wang Ba gets angry, even the top ten masters on the academy list will be afraid of him."

"This Xiao Fan, he thought that he could be a match for Senior Brother Wang Ba by killing Sun Zi, who was ranked 18th on the academy list? Now that he has angered Senior Brother Wang Ba, it will be difficult for him to keep his body intact."

"I heard that the last person who called Senior Brother Wang Ba a bastard was killed by him with a knife a month ago, and then the dean was alarmed, but the dean didn't say anything."

The crowd sneered at Xiao Fan, and their words were full of disdain.

Xiao Fan was indeed quite strong, having killed Sun Zi, who was ranked 18th on the list of the War King Academy, but Wang Ba was the 11th on the list, and the difference between their strengths was huge.

With Wang Ba's angry shout, he jumped high, fierce and domineering, punched down with a furious blow, and rushed forward with overwhelming force, burning with blazing flames. This blow was enough to severely injure a person in the late stage of the War Lord Realm.

"Get out!"

Xiao Fan was just about to take action, when a furious voice sounded, and an extremely domineering palm wind shattered everything, going against the sky, and the fist collapsed and cracked in an instant, turning into a gust of wind that swept all around.

However, the palm wind was still puzzled and rushed straight to Wang Ba. Wang Ba's face changed. He never expected that the kid who had just joined the Divine Wind Academy would be so powerful!

"Puff!" Wang Ba wanted to hide, but it was too late. The palm wind hit his chest, and his internal organs were almost shattered. He spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, and his face was extremely pale.

In an instant, the smiles on the faces of the monks from the War King Academy froze, and they looked at the calm and calm young man in white robes not far away in horror.

No one had ever thought that Ling Feng was so powerful that he defeated Wang Ba with one punch!

"Such a strong force! Such a fast speed." Xiao Fan also looked at Ling Feng in surprise. He knew that Ling Feng was very strong, but he didn't expect Ling Feng to be so strong.

"You didn't bully me, but I want to bully you!" Ling Feng uttered a voice coldly, and his figure disappeared again, leaving a residual image in the void.

Bang! Wang Ba's whole body sank down and flew rapidly towards the sky. A figure kept moving in the air, as if flying in the air, kicking Wang Ba's stomach one by one, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Ling Feng seemed to have found an outlet for his anger, and kept trampling on Wang Ba, with no room for mercy at all.

"Stop!" Several people from the War King Academy came up, staring at Ling Feng in the sky with dark eyes.

Boom!

With a bang, two figures whizzed down from the sky, the ground shook, and dust swept in all directions, and it took a long time to calm down.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?" A thin man in black tights looked at Ling Feng coldly, with a strong murderous intent.

Not far away, Ling Feng stepped on Wang Ba's chest. Wang Ba was covered in blood, his bones were broken, and he collapsed on the ground like a pool of mud.

From beginning to end, he didn't even have a chance to use his fighting spirit. He was abused by Ling Feng so much that even his parents didn't recognize him.

Bang! Ling Feng glanced at the man in black tights coldly, and kicked Wang Ba over with one foot, like kicking a piece of garbage.

The man in black tights had a terrible gloomy face. Looking at the same generation of the War King Academy, who dared not to take his words to heart, and this kid actually dared to ignore him?

"You told me to stop, so I have to stop? Who do you think you are?" Ling Feng looked at the man in black tights with amusement, his eyes full of disdain.

"I'll tell you, who am I? From now on, there is no place for you in the War King Academy." The man in black tights said with a cold smile.

"War King Academy?" Ling Feng and Xiao Fan looked at the man in black tights strangely. This guy thought he was from the War King Academy? He was really too self-righteous.

The War King Academy also had a black line on his face. One of them hurriedly went to the man in black tights to explain. The man's face suddenly turned black, but in just a moment, his eyes became colder and colder, and a wicked smile flashed across his face, saying: "So you are from the Kamikaze Academy. In that case, it doesn't matter if I kill you."

"Idiot." Ling Feng rolled his eyes at him, too lazy to say anything more to him, gave Xiao Fan a look, and went to the yard.

"Stop!" The man in black tights shouted angrily and sent a palm towards Ling Feng.

"Get lost!" Ling Feng turned around and glanced at him coldly. Behind him, a blazing black flame burned. A black demon phoenix several feet long screamed and rang in the sky.

"Nine, ninth-grade fighting spirit? Fiery Hell Demon Phoenix!" The pupils of the man in black tights shrank, and his whole body was extremely cold. Behind him, a big black bird also appeared. This was the sixth-grade fighting spirit Black Fire Demon Peng.

However, before the Fiery Hell Demon Phoenix, the Black Fire Demon Peng was trembling with fear and didn't even dare to raise his head. This fear came not only from the Black Fire Demon Peng, but also from the heart of the man in black tights.

Puff! At some point, Ling Feng suddenly had a long sword in his hand. He swept it in the air, and a soul sword cut the neck of the man in black tights, and blood dyed the sky red.

For a moment, the surroundings were silent, and you could hear a pin drop!