C8 Tryouts(2)

Zhang Yang's expression was calm and did not reveal his edge. Chu Liang, on the other hand, had a distressed look on his face, as if he was in bad luck.

That's right. Zhang Yang's reputation in the outer court was very great, and even the outer court elders thought that it was only natural for him to enter the inner court. Meeting such a formidable opponent in the first match, Chu Liang basically didn't need to fight, and he was already sentenced to failure in the selection.

The ones who were even more shocked were Yang Tiange and Yang Feng. They had also heard of Zhang Yang's great name. It was just that this kid had always lived in seclusion and rarely showed himself. Only heaven knew that Yang Feng didn't provoke anyone, but had provoked Zhang Yang.

"Please!" Zhang Yang cupped his fists at Chu Liang.

Chu Liang sighed and scratched his head with a bitter smile. "Please show mercy!" He cupped his hands and bowed.

Zhang Yang smiled and nodded. Chu Liang suddenly charged forward. His speed was so fast that it was difficult to describe with words.

The instant Chu Liang rushed in front of Zhang Yang, his body swayed and suddenly transformed into three Chu Liang. At the same time, he sent out two fists. As the fist wind surged, a sharp fist force penetrated through his body, causing Zhang Yang to feel suffocated.

"Heavens!" The crowd suddenly exploded. "This Chu Liang is also a Seventh Level Shadow Transformation Realm expert!"

That's right. To be able to transform into such a lifelike phantom in an instant, Chu Liang's cultivation was at least at the Seventh Level Shadow Transformation Realm!

"Good boy!" Zhang Yang's heart sank. "Pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger?" He shifted his feet and instantly transformed into three illusory figures. He saw the figures intersecting with each other on the Martial Battle Arena. Chu Liang staggered and suddenly fell to the ground.

"I lost..." Chu Liang's small face turned red and a trace of unwillingness flashed across his eyes.

Zhang Yang sighed. The elimination rounds were just so cruel. He had no choice. He nodded at Chu Liang and turned his gaze towards the hook-nosed elder.

The elder snorted lightly from his nostrils and announced, "The first round, Zhang Yang wins!"

Zhang Yang turned his gaze towards Yang Feng, a cold glint flashing across his eyes. The young man's neck shrank, as if he had been scared badly.

The first round of the competition had ended just like that. Apart from the elders and inner circle disciples on the stage, no one could clearly see how Chu Liang had lost. The legendary number one outer circle disciple, Zhang Yang, had such terrifying strength!

Zhang Yang got off the stage and continued to watch the other people's matches.

The following matches were coming and going, and they fought with great delight.

After more than a dozen matches, the elder suddenly called out, "Next match, Yang Feng against Lin Mao."

A cold smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face. He wanted to see how this Second Generation Ancestor was going to fight someone.

Yang Feng walked up to the stage with a big stride. Opposite him stood a giant man who looked like an iron tower. That man was naturally Lin Mao.

However, at this moment, Lin Mao looked like an eggplant that had been frosted. His head was hanging on top of his head, and he looked listless. He looked like he was cowering in fear.

Yang Feng was arrogant. He suddenly rushed to Lin Mao and punched him. His fist was glowing with a golden light.

Bang! A loud sound was heard. Lin Mao's chest was punched in the chest. He shouted loudly and staggered down the arena.

The crowd below the arena was filled with cheers. Yang Feng raised his proud head and looked at Zhang Yang provocatively.

Zhang Yang sneered in his heart, "With your stupid fist, you can actually hit someone? If that Lin guy didn't deliberately go easy on him, he would have definitely been bribed by you guys. What's there to show off about?"

"Kid, you are Zhang Yang?" A familiar voice came from behind.

Zhang Yang turned his head and saw Yang Tiange. He nodded and said faintly, "That's right, I am Zhang Yang."

Yang Tiange looked at him up and down for a moment. Suddenly, he sneered and said, "I was wrong. I didn't know you were such a fierce person."

Zhang Yang was not in the mood to argue with him. He turned his eyes back to Martial Battle Arena.

Yang Tiange saw his rude attitude, so he couldn't help but get angry. He lowered his voice and said, "Kid, you have offended the Yang and Zhao families. You are destined to have a bad ending. If you are willing to be modest, perhaps I will give you some guidance. "

"What path?" Zhang Yang asked casually.

Yang Tiange's face darkened and said coldly, "If you are willing to lose to my brother, then the score between us will be written off."

Zhang Yang was startled for a moment, and then he suddenly let out a cold laugh. "That Lin Mao, he lost to your useless brother just like that, right?" His voice was extremely loud, and it startled the people watching the competition. Numerous surprised and bewildered gazes were cast over.

Yang Tiange's face alternated between green and white, and he said in a low voice, "Kid, you're dead for sure!" After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Zhang Yang acted as if nothing had happened. He continued to watch the competition in Martial Battle Arena, but an indescribable anger surged in his heart. Many pairs of eyes looked over. Some were filled with admiration, some were worried, and some were gloating.

The competition in Martial Battle Arena became more and more intense. After a few consecutive battles, both sides suffered heavy losses. Many outer circle disciples who hadn't participated in the competition were trembling with fear. Some of them had ashen faces, as if they knew that they had no chance of winning.

Nearly noon of the day, a total of 28 battles had been fought, which meant 28 people had been eliminated.

The elder who presided over the competition stood up and said, "The competition in the morning ends here. It will continue in the afternoon. Those who have won can go back and rest, and the second round of the competition will be held tomorrow. "