Feng Zhi Lin's eyes had a cold smile as his five fingers came together again, about to chop off Zhang Shao Chu's other arm.

  "That's enough," Zhang Ruochen said.

  Feng Zhi Lin's hand, which was about to chop down, stopped in mid-air. He sneered coldly: "Ninth Prince, you've finally come around."

  Zhang Ruochen's eyes were cold and calm as he loosened the scythe that was placed on Nie Xuan's neck, throwing it to the ground, saying: "Let go of Fourth Brother"

  Even if he uses Nie Xuan's life to coerce Feng Zhilin, it would be useless, because Feng Zhilin doesn't care about Nie Xuan's life or death.

  "That's right"

  Feng Zhi Lin saw Zhang Ruo Chen release Nie Xuan, a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his palm still ruthlessly chopped down, breaking the bones of Zhang Shao Chu's other arm.

  Then, Feng Zhilin threw Zhang Shaochu, who had fainted from pain, to one side and sneered at Zhang Ruochen, laughing smugly. "Your Highness, the Ninth Prince, this is the Wumeng Xuegong, not Yunwu Commandery. Everything is decided by strength here. When it's time to lower your head, you must lower your head. Let's do this together and cripple his four limbs first."

  More than twenty students rushed towards Zhang Ruochen at the same time, as if they wanted to dismember him.

  Zhang Ruochen didn't even look at those who were attacking him, coldly staring at Feng Zhilin as he walked step by step towards him.

  He stretched out his arm, grabbed the arm of a late-stage Xuanji Realm cultivator who was attacking him, and with a loud "slap", the cultivator's arm was slapped off by Zhang Ruochen.

  "Hong Hong"

  Zhang Ruochen simultaneously stretched out both palms, catching the three war swords that had slashed forward. A burst of jade-white true energy exploded from his body, sending the three students flying and wrapping all three war swords into his sleeves.

  With a flick of his sleeve, the three war swords flew out again, simultaneously piercing the thighs of the three students who had just spoken up and pinning them to the ground.

  "Ah"

  The three students cried out in unison.

  "Boom"

  A cultivator of the Mystic Extreme Realm's Minor Extreme Position slashed a knife on Zhang Ruochen's back, producing a metallic collision sound.

  Zhang Ruochen wore the Ice Fire Qilin armor and blocked the blade, without being split.

  That Xuanji boundary small extreme position disciple slightly astonished for a moment, then saw Zhang Ruochen turn around, a pair of eyes staring at him dead.

  That Xuanji Boundary Small Perfection Stage cultivator's eyes turned fierce and ruthless, and with another slash of his knife, he chopped towards Zhang Ruo Chen's arm.

  "Boom"

  Zhang Ruochen slapped his palm on his chest while pinching his wrist, snatching the war knife from his hand.

  With a swing of his arm, the war knife slashed out and slapped onto the left cheek of that Xuanji Boundary Small Extreme Realm cultivator, producing a loud slapping sound, knocking that Xuanji Boundary Small Extreme Realm cultivator unconscious.

  Zhang Ruochen's use of martial skills was indeed exquisite, but he was facing more than 20 students, including many old-timers. After a series of battles, Zhang Ruochen's body also had several bloody wounds.

  This battle will attract many students.

  They looked at Zhang Ruochen, who was surrounded by more than 20 disciples in the center, and all of them showed a sympathetic expression. Without guessing, they knew that the number one genius of the new students would probably have a bad outcome today.

  In Wu City's Academia, martial fights are not prohibited, but rather encouraged among students. Of course, the premise is that no one can die from it.

  Anyone who dares to intentionally kill someone, the Martial City Academies will also sentence him to death. No matter how high your talent is, if you intentionally kill another student within the Martial City Academies, it is a capital offense.

  This is why Prince Huo Xing didn't dare show up in person. He had to use Feng Zhi Lin's hands to get rid of Zhang Ruo Chen.

  Because Wushi Xuegong also has another rule, if there is a blood feud between two students, for example, one's own relatives are killed by the other party, then revenge is allowed in the school.

  Feng Zhilin's younger brother was killed by Zhang Ruochen. Feng Zhilin, in extreme grief, sought revenge for his brother's death. What's wrong with that?

  So, even if it's a senior of Xue Gong, it's not good to intervene.

  Settle your own scores and grudges.

  Just when everyone thought Zhang Ruochen was doomed, a beautiful and delicate figure emerged from the crowd.

  Her jade hands gently supported her snow-white chin, staring at Zhang Ruochen surrounded by more than 20 students in the center, revealing a hint of a smile: "How interesting, really interesting"

  As the petite figure emerged from the crowd, all the students around her were terrified and immediately bowed to her: "Greetings, Duanmu Shijie"

  Duanmu Xingling didn't even glance at the students who were paying their respects, a smile on his face as he walked towards the group of students who were currently sparring with Zhang Ruochen.

  When they saw Duanmu Xingling walking over, the disciples all stopped what they were doing. Even Feng Zhilin showed a hint of fear and hastily walked over to her, bowing respectfully and asking carefully: "Duanmu Shijie, I don't know what matter has troubled you to come here in person?"

  Duanmu Xingling stretched out a slender jade finger and pointed at Zhang Ruochen, saying: "I'm here to find him."

  At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was still surrounded by more than a dozen students, with more than a dozen wounds on his body, and the white robe on his body was almost stained red.

  However, on the ground were also eleven students, some with broken arms, some who had been beaten into a coma, and others whose thighs had been pierced by knife blades. The scene was extremely gruesome.

  Upon hearing Duanmu Xingling's words, Feng Zhilin's face changed color once again. He cupped his hands and bowed, saying: "Duanmu Shijie, Zhang Ruochen killed my only younger brother; this enmity cannot be shared under the same sky. If I don't kill him, where is justice? If I don't kill him, my brother's spirit in the underworld will not be able to rest his eyes. If I don't kill him, can I still call myself a hot-blooded man?"

  Feng Zhi Lin's words were half true and half false, intentionally pretending to be indignant.

  In fact, Feng Zhilin and Feng Zhiyi are biological brothers, but their relationship is not good. In order to compete for the inheritance of the Feng family, the two brothers have long been at odds with each other, and they can't wait for the other to die.

  Huò Xīng Wángzǐ found Fēng Zhīlín when he had already promised him that as long as Fēng Zhīlín killed Zhang Ruòchén, Huò Xīng Wángzǐ would definitely help Fēng Zhīlín become the master of the Fēng family.

  Avenging his brother is just an excuse.

  Feng Zhi Lin continued, "Besides, before I sought revenge, I had already reported to Elder Situ. Elder Situ also said that Zhang Ruochen was too ruthless in the first round of the Academy's examination, causing nearly a hundred examinees to die. Even if his talent is exceptional, his character is too poor and he is not suitable to be a student of Wumeng Academy. He has already allowed me to take revenge on Zhang Ruochen."

  Duanmu Xingling nodded and said: "I understand what you're doing, you're using Master Sutu to pressure me."

  "I wouldn't dare even if you lent me a bit of courage, I really wouldn't" Feng Zhi Lin said in great shock and fear.

  Duanmu Xingling stretched out a jade-like hand and patted Feng Zhilin's shoulder, scaring him so much that his legs bent and he almost knelt on the ground.

  "What are you so afraid of?" asked Du Mu Xing Ling curiously.

  Fēng zhī lín's forehead was sweating non-stop, and he said: "In the presence of Duān Mù shī jiě, Fēng Zhī Lín dare not be afraid."

  Du Mu Xing Ling nodded in satisfaction and said, "I understand your feelings. After all, it's only natural to want revenge for one's own brother being killed. To be honest, I didn't want to make things difficult for you either. The main reason is that Chen Jie asked me to come and get someone. She said that no one can touch Zhang Ruo Yun, even if they want to kill him, it must be left to her."

  Feng Zhi Lin's face changed color, and Zhang Ruo Chen actually had a relationship with that female demon Huang Yan Cen.

  This is terrible. If Zhang Ruochen were killed today, he would definitely offend Duanmu Xingling and also offend Huang Yanchen.

  Having offended two female demons at the same time, how can I continue to stay in the Western Courtyard from now on?

  Duanmu Xingling walked towards Zhang Ruochen, smiling: "You're the one who killed him, you're the one who caused the trouble, unless you come up with a solution"

  When they heard Du Mu Xing Ling's words, all the disciples understood. Du Mu Xing Ling was completely on Zhang Ruo Chen's side, so he would give the decision-making power to Zhang Ruo Chen.

  With Du Mu Xingling around, even if Feng Zhi Lin invites another hundred disciples, they still can't kill Zhang Ruochen.

  Generally speaking, even if there are many Xuanji boundary warriors, in the face of a single Xuanbang warrior, they would still be like clay chickens and tile dogs, unable to withstand a single blow.

  In the face of great strength, even Feng Zhilin had no choice but to bow his head.

  Zhang Ruochen's gaze was fixed on Feng Zhilin, saying: "Feng Zhilin, your younger brother was indeed killed by me. If you want to avenge your younger brother, I'll give you an opportunity. One month later, meet me at the Life and Death Platform, where we will settle this once and for all."

  Feng Zhi Lin's eyes showed a hint of a smile as he said, "Duanmu Shijie, this is what Zhang Ruochen himself said, I didn't force him."

  Everyone was shocked and did not expect Zhang Ruochen to make such a decision.

  The life-and-death stage of the Martial Arts Academy is similar to the martial arts arena, where all warriors sign a contract of life and death before they step onto the stage. Even if one is killed on the stage, outsiders are not allowed to intervene.

  "With Duanmu Shijie's protection, Feng Zhilin wouldn't dare to touch him, so why did Zhang Ruochen still do this?" a disciple asked in confusion.

  Another warrior laughed and said, "You guys don't understand what it means to be a man. It's humiliating for a man to be protected by a woman. If Zhang Ruochen doesn't fight with Feng Zhilin, even if he stays in the Wumeng Academy, he will still be looked down upon by everyone. Moreover, Zhang Ruochen is a top-notch genius, and geniuses have their own pride."

  "It turns out that a mid-term martial artist in the Profound Extreme Realm and a top-tier martial artist in the Profound Extreme Realm are fighting on the life-and-death stage, what's the difference between this and seeking death? Once he steps onto the life-and-death stage, even if Duanmu Sicui tries to help him, Feng Zhi Lin will definitely kill him."

  "Zhang Ruochen, in a month's time, we'll meet on the life and death stage. Don't be afraid then." said Feng Zhilin.

  Zhang Ruochen said: "Don't worry, on the Life and Death Stage, you want to avenge your younger brother, I also want to avenge my fourth brother. At that time, I will break both of your arms."

  "Hehe, I'm waiting for us to leave"

  Feng Zhi Lin waved his arm and led those injured students away.

  Life and death stage is not a place to fool around, in just one short month, Zhang Ruochen wants to defeat Feng Zhilin, this is an impossible thing.

  "Are you sure you've thought it through clearly? Once on the stage of life and death, one's fate is no longer in their own hands." said Du Mu Xing Ling.

  Zhang Ruochen smiled faintly: "Duanmu Shijie, thank you for helping me out of this predicament, but the grudge between me and Feng Zhilin ultimately needs to be resolved by ourselves. The Life and Death Arena might just be a suitable place."

  Du Mu Xingling slightly raised her head and looked at Zhang Ruochen for a few moments, suddenly feeling that this new number one genius was somewhat pleasing to the eye.