Chapter Twenty-Seven: It Turns Out He's the Ruthless One

The sharp and piercing voice, like the screech of a raptor, tore through the air that had just solidified in the sports hall.

The ordinary class students, who had just recovered from their stunned state, were once again severely frightened.

No one had expected that just after "Iron Beast" Wei Tie left, an even more ferocious person, Zhao Liang, would come. Zhao Liang is a key class student, a cultivation genius with a spiritual root development of over 60%, and he is a completely different world from them, as different as heaven and earth!

"What has this Li Yao offended, why did both Wei Tie and Zhao Liang come to him with such fierce momentum?"

"Just now he forced Wei Tie away by some means, what will happen now facing Zhao Liang?"

"You guys don't know yet, last night, Li Yao offended He Lianlie!"

"What? The unlucky guy who offended He Lianlie is him? Then he's done for!"

The whispers rose and fell among the crowd, and everyone looked at Li Yao with pity, as if looking at a seriously ill patient covered in plaster.

In the sighs of the many students, Li Yao slowly walked over, hesitating, occasionally leaning on various training equipment, seemingly not daring to come forward.

"You are Li Yao, not so special after all!" Zhao Liang looked up and down for a long time, a cruel smile appeared on his sinister face, and he said lightly, "I have a question about martial arts that I don't quite understand, I want to consult with classmate Li Yao, come on!"

"He actually wants to fight privately!" Everyone gasped.

In the 40000s era of cultivation, where monsters roam and wars are continuous, human society has a strong and unyielding ethos, advocating the concept of "the strong survive and the weak are eliminated." Especially in private schools like Chi Xiao No. 2 Middle School, which aims to cultivate cultivation geniuses, it does not prohibit private fights among students.

Anyway, the school has a complete medical facility, various miraculous elixirs, and several grandmasters who are proficient in medical skills. As long as it is not beaten to death on the spot, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be restored in a short time.

So, when young people with blood and qi have conflicts, they often start with "let's have a discussion" and engage in private fights.

However, generally speaking, private fights occur between two students of comparable strength. For Zhao Liang, an elite of the key class, to issue a private fight invitation to Li Yao, a "miscellaneous fish" of the ordinary class, is a very shameful thing.

If it were not for He Lianlie's anger, insisting on seeing Li Yao's bruised appearance this morning, and Wei Tie having an accident at the critical moment, Zhao Liang would not have devalued himself so much.

So, when Li Yao, with a low brow and a low voice, said, "You are a great master of the key class, I can't beat you, I surrender!" From Zhao Liang to every ordinary class student, everyone felt it was natural and there was no surprise.

Facing the provocation of the elite of the key class, what other choice does the "miscellaneous fish" of the ordinary class have besides surrendering and begging for mercy?

Zhao Liang yawned and said impatiently, "Since you are so sensible, I am too lazy to deal with you this kind of garbage. Kneel down obediently and let me break ten bones, and this matter will be――"

The last "will" word just came out halfway, and Zhao Liang felt a chill at the end of his spine, a chill rushed straight to his scalp, feeling a gust of wind coming, subconsciously reached out to block, and heard a "bang", a cloud of white fog exploded in front of him, countless iron sand-like powders pricked into his eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned white, extremely painful, and he couldn't see anything!

"Ah!" All the ordinary class students exclaimed in disbelief at the scene they saw.

It turned out that when Li Yao was begging for mercy with his head down, his right hand suddenly raised quickly, and he had grabbed a handful of magnesium powder used to increase friction during strength training in his palm, which hit Zhao Liang's eyes!

Zhao Liang instantly lost his eyesight.

And Li Yao took the opportunity to hook a dumbbell weighing thirty jin with the tip of his foot and smashed it over his head!

"Boom!"

Zhao Liang is worthy of being an elite student with a spiritual root development of 60%. In the moment when the magnesium powder entered his eyes and he temporarily lost his eyesight, he could still maintain a high level of vigilance, and he sensed Li Yao's attack just by the sound of the wind, crossed his arms, and blocked the barbell attack!

But he didn't expect Li Yao's strength to be so terrifying, nor did he expect Li Yao to use the iron dumbbell to attack shamelessly. This heavy blow smashed both of his arm bones, and even the whole person was smashed out more than ten meters away!

Many ordinary class students exclaimed again, only a few students who were proficient in martial arts could see that such an exaggerated scene was more or less done by Zhao Liang on purpose, using the way of jumping up to resolve Li Yao's attack!

However, no matter what, Li Yao did smash Zheng Liang in one move, and just this move was enough to shock the whole Chi Xiao No. 2 Middle School!

"Ptui!"

More than ten meters away, Zhao Liang spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and the whole person was surrounded by a raging anger. He knew that today he had completely capsized in the ditch. Even if he could knock this kid down later, he would become the biggest joke in the key class!

"It's too despicable, too shameless, actually using magnesium powder and dumbbells! But you this trash probably don't know yet, my most sharp is not the hands, but the legs!"

Zheng Liang grinned, suddenly forked his fingers, and poked his eye sockets fiercely, immediately stimulating a large amount of tears, washing away the magnesium powder, and the vague image reappeared in front of his eyes, firmly locking Li Yao's position.

"Kill you!"

Zhao Liang screamed, his legs turned into two strange pythons, and he pounced out, only one jump to swallow more than ten meters of distance, his left leg kicked out wood shavings on the floor, and his right knee shot out like a fierce tiger!

The most powerful move in the "Thirteen Beast War Techniques" - Tiger Kick!

From the jump to the knee hit, the whole process did not exceed 0.5 seconds. Li Yao didn't make any reaction at all, and even the blocking posture was not put out. Zhao Liang's knee hit hit his chest!

"Ah!"

Many girls exclaimed, and they closed their eyes subconsciously, unable to bear to see the tragedy happen.

Just a dozen seconds ago, when Zhao Liang was desperately washing the magnesium powder with tears, Li Yao slowly stuffed a piece of iron barbell weighing thirty or forty jin into his clothes and blocked it on his chest. This scene was clearly seen by everyone.

"Dang!"

The sound of a temple bell ringing came from Li Yao's chest.

The onlookers' knees were all prickling like needles.

No matter how hard Zhao Liang's knee is, it is still not comparable to metal. The result of a full-force attack is that the whole right knee is completely shattered, comminuted fracture!

Experienced strong soldiers in the army may be able to bear the pain of a comminuted fracture of the knee and maintain some combat effectiveness, but no matter how fierce Zhao Liang is, he is just a high school student, and a shattered knee is enough to make him completely lose his combat effectiveness.

Zhao Liang screamed in pain, fell to the ground, and convulsed in pain.

Li Yao tore open his school uniform and took out the barbell piece, and found that there was a shallow pit in the center of the barbell piece. If there was no barbell piece, his sternum would probably be completely shattered.

"This move 'Tiger Kick' is indeed domineering!" Li Yao raised his eyebrows, praised his opponent, then looked around, and walked towards a barbell rack.

Li Yao's left hand was in his pocket, and his right hand lightly lifted a barbell with many barbell pieces on both sides, weighing more than a hundred jin, and tried to swing it. The air immediately made a "whoosh" sound, which was terrifying.

Dragging the barbell, Li Yao walked towards Zhao Liang.

There was no trace of sinister on Zhao Liang's face, and he was so scared that his soul flew away. Even the screams were forcibly suppressed in his throat, turning into a sharp and thin plea: "What are you going to do? Don't come over!"

"Little, little demon, calm down, don't make a big deal!" Everyone was stunned, and their scalps were numb. Only the best friend Meng Jiang forcibly endured the terrifying mood and stammered to dissuade.

Li Yao was silent for a moment, then turned and put the barbell back: "Alright, after all, we are classmates. I don't want to be too ruthless..."

"This is the right... What are you doing again!" Meng Jiang had just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Li Yao pick up a slightly smaller barbell, but it still weighed at least seventy to eighty jin. His just-closed jaw dropped again, but he didn't know what to say.

And this time, Li Yao didn't give him a chance to speak. He walked directly to Zhao Liang's left side, raised the barbell high, aiming at Zhao Liang's intact left knee.

"You, you, do you know it was He Lian who sent me!" Zhao Liang was so scared that he wailed, curling up like a dying prawn.

"So what?" Li Yao asked.

The barbell tore through the air, creating a fierce wind, and smashed down hard!

"Snap!"

Zhao Liang's legs were unnaturally bent, he was frothing at the mouth from the pain, his eyes rolled back, and he went into shock directly.