Chapter 36: Accepting a Disciple? From now on, there is no more Senior Brother

"It's shameless to talk big."

"I'm going to make a move, do you dare to take it?"

You Tiangong took a step back, his red cheongsam fluttering in the wind, he clenched his left fist to protect his head, and stretched his right hand slightly forward. (Standard fighting start)
"Come on." Fang Xiaoyang raised the corner of his mouth.

You Tiangong is the contemporary senior brother of No.2 Middle School

Normally people were respectful to him, so he had never been ridiculed like this before.

Provoked by Fang Xiaoyang, he became filled with rage.

drink!
Die to me.

A light yellow true energy flows out from Dantian, passes through the eight extraordinary meridians, and gathers in the right hand.

Yellow-level high-level martial arts—Baji Collapse.

Seeing You Tiangong's opening move, Fang Xiaoyang smiled slightly.

"Isn't this the Eight Extreme Collapse?"

He had also read this Baji Beng martial arts book before, and thought it was a yellow-level martial arts method and was really rubbish.

That's why he didn't practice.

"Big Brother, you disappoint me so much."

"Baji Beng is something I had long ago... and that's not how you use Baji Beng."

You... You Tiangong was so angry that his chest swelled. "Can you use it? Humph, you are so shameless."

"What's the point of engaging in a war of words? If we have the guts, let's just fight it out alone."

"Alas! No one believes me when I tell the truth. Forget it, forget it. I will use my full-level Baji Beng to compete with you and restore the honor of my alma mater."

"Big Brother, watch carefully. This is how Baji Beng is used." Fang Xiaoyang covered his chest, feeling heartbroken.

Immediately, the Baji Beng martial arts skills slowly came to his mind.

With a slight movement of thought, all the mysteries and key points are grasped.

Ding! Baji Collapse instantly reaches the maximum level.

The true energy circulated along the Baji collapse path, like a raging sea, one wave higher than the other, continuously hitting the right hand.

The bones crackled from the beating.

With every beat of his true energy, Fang Xiaoyang's momentum became stronger.

Click...click...click...the right hand clicked eight times in a row.

Fang Xiaoyang's aura suddenly became extremely strong, like a superman Tiga, and his touch made people's faces hurt.

"Eight extremes, eight sounds, eight extremes, perfection."

Everyone was in an uproar, staring at Fang Xiaoyang in amazement.

"The strongest among the middle schools, are you going to crush us?"

"Full-level Baji Beng, too strong."

bump!
Fang Xiaoyang came out with Bajiquan.

As soon as the two touched, the eldest brother was suppressed instantly, his feet stomped on the floor, and gravel flew everywhere.

The eldest senior brother was actually pushed back seven or eight steps.

The eldest brother shuddered, staring at his torn right hand with horror...

The fear on his face was clearly revealed!

"He just happened to have practiced Baji Beng." You Tiangong could only comfort himself in this way.

"Kill." he shouted.

Immediately, he drew out the broken sword with his left hand and raised it suddenly. A murderous aura emanated from it and rushed straight into the sky.

"This sword is called: The Ancient Sword, and it is also my strongest sword."

"As long as you can take it, there will be no more senior brothers in No. 2 Middle School from now on."

The atmosphere was originally extremely serious and solemn, but it was completely destroyed by Fang Xiaoyang's next words.

"An ancient sword?"

"Intermediate Xuan-level martial arts?"

“This is what I left over!”

When You Tiangong heard Fang Xiaoyang mumbling, his body shook and he almost vomited blood, his mind was unstable.

"No... Impossible... I don't believe it."

However, before You Tiangong finished speaking, his eyes saw this extremely surprising scene. Fang Xiaoyang gently grabbed the air with his right hand, and a five-meter-long and four-meter-wide sword was instantly formed in his hand.

There was an ancient, barbaric, and heavy aura in the sword... as if it was a giant sword left by an ancient god.

"The true meaning of the ancient times."

"Use Qi to form a sword."

A comparison between the two reveals the difference.

"Another maximum level martial arts skill!!! No... Impossible." You Tian Gong stood there in a daze, muttering to himself.

I even forgot to dodge.

At this time, the ancient sword came out from the barbarians, traveled through time and space, and killed the enemy.

Seeing that You Tiangong was about to die by the sword, the ancient sword was gently retracted and disappeared without a trace.

at the same time.

Behind the crowd stood a white-haired old man, with a strong and vigorous figure, his eyes fixed on the fight in the martial arts arena.

This old man is the principal of No. 2 Middle School - Zhou Chongchong.

"Using Qi to form a sword, the ancient maximum level!"

"He is very skilled at controlling his movements."

"This strongest man from No. 1 Middle School is no simple person! Even I am not sure I can take on this ancient sword." Principal Zhou murmured.

Then he dispersed the magic hand that he had just condensed.

He was originally ready to rescue, but he didn't expect Fang Xiaoyang's power to be so strong... He could control it so easily...

"The contemporary senior brother of No. 2 Middle School."

"Accepted"

Fang Xiaoyang bowed slightly to show respect to his opponent.

This time!

"You Tiangong, why don't you come back? Don't you think it's embarrassing enough?"

Principal Zhou's powerful voice came from behind.

"No...impossible." You Tiangong murmured loudly, as if he didn't hear what Principal Zhou said.

However, seeing that You Tiangong would not listen to his advice, Principal Zhou said directly:
"You Tiangong, come back soon."

"Don't destroy yourself."

"With your current strength, even if you practice for another ten years, you will never be able to defeat the strongest of the first class."

"Come back with me quickly."

Upon hearing this, You Tiangong frowned even more.

He put his hands in his hair and shook his head.

Even if he practices for another ten years, he still won't be a match for Fang Xiaoyang?

Not...Fang Xiaoyang’s opponent?
He put his hands in his hair a few more times, and his tightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed.

"go back?"

"Do not."

"Can not go back."

"From now on, there will be no more senior brothers in No. 2 Middle School."

You Tiangong paused for a moment, then suddenly bowed to Fang Xiaoyang.

Bend your feet and keep your knees and palms flat on the ground.

He slammed his forehead heavily onto the ground.

bump!
He then spoke solemnly:
"One of the strongest."

"I lost, and I lost with conviction."

“But I will never lose again.”

"I want to take you as my master and learn the supreme way from you. Until one day, I can defeat you head-on."

　Today I will report to you about the situation of the list. After a day's hard work (giving recommendation votes), the big guy behind the scenes finally rose from 93rd to 81st.

　　Here, Jiubi sincerely says to all the readers: "Thank you!"

　　I'm so lucky to meet you, I'll work harder tomorrow!!!
　　

(End of this chapter)