At this moment, another senior student stood up and said that they were only challenging Fang Ping.
This time, not only Zhang Haoran became impatient, but even the instructors looked at these students differently.
Fang Ping was a freshman, and so was Zhang Haoran. And he was also a First Rank.
He impatiently said, "Are you still Martial Artists? Don't tell me, you are all Peak First Rank, only daring to challenge early stages? And it has to be a wheel battle. If you say that, I'll even suspect if you were sent by outsiders to slander the reputation of Magic Martial Arts University."
"Everyone here is a Martial Artist, and all are First Rank. I won't necessarily kill you. What are you afraid of?! And I'm not Fang Ping, you can bring weapons. Is that okay?"
Zhang Haoran had said it all. If they didn't go on stage again, not only would the teachers look down on them, but they would also look down on themselves. Were they really only daring to bully early stages and not dare to fight at the same rank?
Most importantly, Zhang Haoran allowed them to bring weapons and didn't set any conditions. Everyone would have a completely fair fight.
Zhang Haoran saw that they were still hesitating. This time, he really looked down on them. He said with extreme contempt, "What, still don't dare? Then I'll also allow you to have a wheel battle, and as long as you surrender, I'll stop. I won't kill you. Anyone who is First Rank can come. Don't tell me, even in a wheel battle, you only dare to fight against First Rank early stages."
Lü Fengrou also sneered, giving him an assist.
"These are the students you've taught? The resources of Magic Martial Arts University are not to be wasted like this."
Lü Fengrou's words made the instructors on the opposite side blush, it was too embarrassing.
The other person was also First Rank and even accepted a wheel battle. And he clearly said that if you surrender, he wouldn't kill you. If no one dared to accept the challenge now, then these students were truly useless. They really had to seriously consider how to teach students in the future.
After being provoked by Zhang Haoran, a student finally stood out. This was the third person to challenge Fang Ping. In the original work, he was scared and didn't dare to go on stage. This time, he was provoked into going on stage.
Looking at the opponent, his face was solemn, looking like he was going to his death. Zhang Haoran couldn't help but laugh out loud and comforted him, "Senior Brother. Don't worry, I won't kill you. Nor will I seriously injure you. I'm very happy that you can stand up. At least it proves that our Martial Artists at Magic Martial Arts University still have spirit. Don't worry, it's just a spar."
What he said made this person a little annoyed, but also relieved a lot.
After going on stage, he said, "My name is Shen Gang, please enlighten me, Junior Brother."
Shen Gang carried a long saber when he went on stage. Zhang Haoran nodded to him, his hand on the sword hilt. He said very boastfully, "Senior Brother, please begin!"
At this time, Minister Zhou looked at the two. To be honest, the fact that no one went on stage just now also infuriated Minister Zhou. They were all First Rank students, and these people were senior students, who had actively challenged and caused trouble.
Facing a freshman's challenge, not a single one dared to go on stage, she felt ashamed. Now it was good, finally, someone went on stage. And Zhang Haoran also said that he wouldn't kill the opponent.
What a Martial Artist says in public usually counts.
Minister Zhou saw that both were ready and announced the start of the challenge.
Shen Gang roared and rushed to Zhang Haoran, raising his long saber and slashing it towards his head.
He concentrated fully and felt that this saber strike was only 30 Qi.
He didn't dodge or evade, his long sword came out of its scabbard. 30 Qi and Blood gathered on the sword's edge, meeting the opponent's long saber.
He wanted to use this sword to test the results of his hard training these past few days.
The Qi and Blood gathered by both sides were 30 Qi. However, Zhang Haoran's Qi and Blood were only concentrated on the sword blade, and only on a small section of the blade.
The opponent's 30 Qi and Blood, however, were on the entire long saber.
The saber and sword collided, not with a burst of sparks as imagined, but with a whoosh. Zhang Haoran's long sword cut off the long saber.
Its momentum undiminished, it slashed towards Shen Gang. As it approached Shen Gang's neck, he retracted his strength, and the long sword in his hand steadily stopped at Shen Gang's neck.
It only cut a little skin, and a little fresh blood dripped down the long sword.
"How is that possible!"
Several instructors in the audience stood up, looking at the broken saber on the field with disbelief.
Although Zhang Haoran's long sword was C-grade, Shen Gang's long saber was only D-grade. But this was not enough to explain the problem.
What truly shocked them was that both their saber and sword strikes only unleashed 30 Qi and Blood.
Theoretically, it was impossible to cut off a saber with one sword, and so easily at that.
However, Zhang Haoran had done it right before their eyes. How could they not be shocked?
In fact, the most shocked was Lü Fengrou. Li Changsheng said that no more than five people in the entire Magic Martial Arts University knew about strength control. Lü Fengrou was among them.
When Lü Fengrou saw Zhang Haoran swing that sword, it was as if she saw Li Changsheng from the past.
At that time, Li Changsheng was so spirited and confident. Among his peers of the same rank, no one was his opponent.
He could be said to be the biggest troublemaker in Magic Martial Arts University. Challenging higher ranks was as simple as eating and drinking.
Even the current Li Changsheng, it's no exaggeration to say he is the First person below the Grandmaster.
Especially Li Changsheng's sword, which he had nurtured for ten years. Those who knew understood that this sword would definitely kill a Seventh Rank.
At this moment, Shen Gang dared not move, only looking up at Zhang Haoran in fear.
He slowly opened his mouth and said, "What I said still counts. I won't kill you, nor will I seriously injure you. But you started this, and now that you've lost, there can't be no punishment at all, right?"
"This can be considered me sparing your life. I won't ask for much, thirty First Grade Qi and Blood Pills. I'll also leave you a mark, and this matter will be over today. If you agree, just blink."
Shen Gang quickly blinked. Thirty First Grade Qi and Blood Pills, that's just 300 academic credits. Compared to his life, what was that?
Zhang Haoran nodded in satisfaction. With a flick of his wrist, his long sword swept upwards, directly cutting off one of Shen Gang's ears.
He pushed his long sword forward again, touching the ear that was still flying in the air.
Only 10 Qi and Blood burst from the long sword. The ear in the air immediately turned into a cloud of blood mist. However, the blood mist did not scatter everywhere but remained condensed into a ball, slowly falling.
Zhang Haoran sheathed his sword and nodded in satisfaction. This last sword strike that shattered the ear was the greatest achievement of his hard training during this period.
Ordinary students, including the instructors, only focused on his sword strike that cut off the long saber.
Only Lü Fengrou, among those present, could see that the last sword strike Zhang Haoran delivered was the essence.
He sheathed his long sword and took a step back. Shen Gang, covering his earless cheek with his hand, nevertheless bowed to him gratefully.
Never before had he been so close to death. When Zhang Haoran's long sword slashed towards his neck.
He thought he was dead for sure. He didn't expect Zhang Haoran to let him go in the end, even though he cut off one of his ears and demanded 30 First Grade Qi and Blood Pills. But being alive was more important than anything.
Zhang Haoran was right about one thing: since they started the trouble, they had to pay a price.
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