Chapter 12: The Black Hand

  Just as Zhang Shan was confused, the battle on stage became fierce. Under the leadership of Zheng Wu and He Changchun, two students with exceptional abilities, they advanced rapidly in a four-person combination.

  Half an hour later, the four of them were left on the stage without any suspense. As a result, the fourth arena was the first to decide the four places in the top 32.

  As the match went on, the results of other arenas came out one after another, and the 32 strong finally emerged.

  After a half-hour break, the second round of competition officially began, and from this round on, the 16 seeded students also had to take the stage.

  The following is a one-on-one knockout match, where the students will be paired up two by two according to the judges' draw and compete until the final match.

  The knockout matches were all held on one stage. After the first two matches, Zhang Shan heard the referee announce Gao Peng's name.

  "The third match is between Bai Shaoyang and Gao Peng!"

  Zhang Shan furrowed his brow: "Gao Peng is really unlucky this time, it's over for him."

  Subconsciously looking sideways at Bai Shaoyang, he saw a look of being in control on his face, and Zhang Shan felt an ominous feeling rising up inside.

  "Do you think those two useless friends of yours made it to the second round for no reason?"

  Bai Shaoyang walked towards the stage with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and when he passed by Zhang Shan's side, he said something in a voice that was almost inaudible.

  Upon hearing this sentence, Zhang Shan's pupils contracted and his mind flashed back to the scene of Zheng He and two others voluntarily bringing up Gaoping and Leimeng to advance in the first round of the chaotic battle.

  And now Bai Shaoyang has also drawn a sign to fight against Gao Peng, what's going on there?

  Without thinking about anything else, Zhang Shan hurriedly made a gesture to Gao Peng who was walking towards the arena, meaning that this match is dangerous and he should admit defeat as soon as he gets on the arena.

  Gao Peng looked at his anxious eyes and glanced at the back of Bai Shaoyang in front, seemingly understanding, nodded silently.

  Zhang Shan let out a long sigh and immediately turned cold again.

  He knew that in this college entrance examination, as long as he had the opportunity, Bai Shaoyang would absolutely not let him go, but he did not expect to use despicable means, not only wanting to deal with him, but also not letting his friends go.

  "The lottery is definitely problematic, it's just unknown whether the judge was bribed or if even the host was in on it."

  Zhang Shan thought coldly in his heart.

  At this time, Gao Peng had already ascended the stage and stood on one side, while three zhang away, Bai Shaoyang was staring at him with a face devoid of expression.

  Gao Peng smiled and didn't make any preparations, he just looked at the referee with his eyes, waiting for him to announce the start before admitting defeat.

  "The year-end grand examination is to test the progress of the disciples in the temple, not for life and death. Although it's unavoidable to have some injuries when fighting, I hope you will stop at the right time."

  The umpire of this match is Sun Yiming, one of the senior instructors in the school.

  He routinely replied with a sentence and retreated to the edge of the ring, then loudly shouted: "The match begins!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Peng immediately raised his right hand: "I admit..."

  Before he could finish speaking, Bai Shaoyang let out a loud roar, drowning out Gao Peng's words.

  Bai Shaoyang's figure flashed like lightning, instantly covering a distance of three zhang, and appeared in front of Gao Peng, with one punch striking towards his face.

  Gao Peng was shocked and didn't have time to speak again, Zhen Yuan quickly turned around and his body suddenly retreated backwards.

  His eyes then glanced at the referee, hoping that his previous words had caught his attention and would stop the game.

  However, the judge's mouth corner revealed a hint of sneer.

  Seeing this situation, a bad idea flashed through Gao Peng's mind, knowing that it was useless to hope for him, and he could only save himself.

  At this moment, he burst out all his potential and increased his speed again, desperately wanting to get out of the arena.

  Bai Shaoyang snorted coldly, his eyes full of mockery.

  One misstep and he suddenly found himself surrounded by Gao Peng's side, two consecutive swift palm knives slashing at the line of his retreat, forcing him to change direction and dodge towards the center of the arena.

  Bai Shaoyang immediately followed up, his moves never leaving Gao Peng's vital parts, as if he would not stop until he had put him to death.

  Zhang Shan under the stage clenched his fists involuntarily and stared at Sun Yiming with indignation.

  Although I had considered that Bai Shaoyang might have bought off some people, I hadn't expected the referees on the scene to be so unscrupulous and out of line. This was clearly a premeditated attempt to put Gao Peng at a disadvantage.

  "This Bai Shaoyang is the chief of the school? Has he had a falling out with the disciples he's fought? This clearly looks like a move to kill."

  The supervisor on the high platform made Wu Qishun see this situation and couldn't help but frown and speak.

  "Bai Shaoyang, this student, awakened the Sword Martial Soul, his moves are always relatively fierce, but I believe he still has a sense of proportion and won't take anyone's life."

  Yan Zhengying listened beside him, his eyebrows twitching as he hastily explained that he had accepted benefits from the White family and naturally had to speak up for them.

  Wu Qishun glanced at Yan Zhengying and estimated that this person should have been bought by the white surname disciple, so he deliberately favored him.

  "It seems that he has received some wind and knows that he is likely to be dismissed, so before leaving, he makes a big grab, regardless of his embarrassing appearance."

  After withdrawing his gaze, he sneered in his heart.

  As a supervisory envoy, although he had the power of supervision, he did not have the right to dispose of academic affairs and could only report what he saw and heard to his superiors.

  So, although discontent with this cat-and-mouse game in front of him, he couldn't stop it.

  On the stage of martial arts competition.

  Gao Peng was now completely unable to resist, and Bai Shaoyang's powerful slash sent him stumbling backward two steps, leaving the goal wide open.

  With one step forward, Bai Shaoyang's eyes flashed with a fierce glint, and he kicked out with a vicious foot, aiming straight for Gao Peng's lower abdomen, at the dan Tian.

  Zhang Shan was shocked. If this kick landed, Gao Peng's Qi Sea would surely shatter, and from then on, his foundation would be completely ruined, and he would never be able to cultivate again.

  "Stop!"

  He couldn't care about anything else, and immediately gathered his energy and let out a loud roar towards the stage.

  This angry roar was like a thunderclap that shook the stage, and Bai Shaoyang also seemed to be affected, his kicking foot slowing down for a moment.

  Gao Peng squeezed out his body's potential at the critical moment of life and death, and leaped backward with all his might.

  "Bang!"

  A dull thud, Gaofeng let out a painful hum, kicked by this foot and flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, before crashing to the ground under the stage.

  Zhang Shan and Lei Meng rushed over simultaneously and helped Gao Peng up.

  "How is it?"

  Zhang Shan asked in a low voice, his hand already pressed on his abdomen, and a stream of true energy was transmitted, probing his injuries.

  "It's okay, although I'm badly hurt, my Qi Hai is fine."

  After a few breaths, after checking, he found that Zhangshan was fine, and then let out a sigh of relief.

  "Bai Shaoyang... I'll never be done with you..."

  Gao Peng coughed a few times and spat out the blood foam in his mouth, his voice weakly issuing a fierce cry.

  "White surname's mongrel, this vendetta will be avenged in the future."

  "I won't wait for later, today I'll make him regret this move."

  Zhang Shan took a deep breath, his eyes gloomy, speaking word by word.

  The killing intent in his heart surged up uncontrollably, he slowly stood up and looked towards Bai Shaoyang on the stage.

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