C91 (2/2)

Pu Dong waved his hand towards Ling Yan, indicating that he was fine. However, a trace of loneliness still flashed across his face.

If he failed, then he would no longer have the fortune to enter Crimson Nimbus Martial School.

”Alright, big brother, it's your turn. Quickly go up.” Pu Dong adjusted his mental state and squeezed out a smile as he spoke to Ling Yan.

”Pan Xing, leave it to me!”

Ling Yan looked deeply into Pu Dong's eyes as he solemnly said this. Then, with a cold expression, he walked onto the stage.

”Big brother, don't force him, he …” Pu Dong worriedly asked, but was interrupted by Ling Yan with a wave of his hand.

”Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!”

The moment Pan Xing kicked Pu Dong away, the battle had actually ended. However, just as Pu Dong was about to fall off the stage, Pan Xing used his Human Stage Mid Rank Movement Technique to catch up with Pu Dong's flying figure. He forcefully stopped Pu Dong's momentum with a stomp, and then toyed with him!

Most people assumed it was Pan Xing's moves. However, in Ling Yan's eyes, he saw a slight pause in Pan Xing's chain of attacks. He assumed that the reason Pan Xing decided to use his movement technique to catch up with Pu Dong and stop him from falling off the stage was to play with him.

Pan Xing thought that Pu Dong was the helper that Ling Yan had hired. If he crippled Pu Dong first, it would be a huge blow to Ling Yan's morale!

So what if his willpower was outstanding? So what if he had comprehended a fist strike? His cultivation base was right there. He, Pan Xing, was the strongest among the freshmen!

Pan Xing, good, you're very good!

Ling Yan stood expressionlessly on the stage, his head lowered, his fists slightly clenched. A violent aura slowly radiated from his body, filled with an aura that prevented strangers from entering.