BOOM!
A sudden explosion almost made Qi Zhentian and Qi Feng jump out of their skins, mistaking it for an earthquake.
Zeng Renwang and Zhong Li'an immediately turned to look at the main entrance. They saw a figure hurtling toward them, vomiting blood and wrapped in a fierce, whistling wind.
THUD!
Qi Zhentian: "..."
Qi Feng: "..."
Chen Yang is here!
After a moment of shock, the image of Chen Yang naturally appeared in their minds.
Such ruthlessness... such brutality... daring to injure people at will on the Martial Association's territory. Who else could it be but Chen Yang?
At the entrance, the face of the sole remaining disciple turned pale as a sheet. He instinctively raised his hands and pressed them flat against the wall, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
"Can I come in now?" Chen Yang glanced at the disciple, studying him for a few seconds before finally stepping into the hall.
SWISH.
