Chapter 91
"Huh? What do you mean?" Xiao Ye was taken aback, looked at Liang Kuan, and asked doubtfully, "Where's the old dean?"

Liang Kuan shook his head, and said: "I heard that the old dean went to perform a certain task ten years ago, but he hasn't come back yet, and his life and death are unknown. Now the college has two vice-presidents and three elders to take care of it."

Xiao Ye thought of Mr. Li.

Liang Kuan continued: "Among them, Mr. Li has always supported the old dean. There is also a deputy dean who has been coveting the post of dean and colluding with the elders. Among them, the elite association seems to be his power."

"What about the Aiwu Society and the Green Snake Gang? Is there anyone behind these two forces?" Zhou Wen also asked suspiciously.

Liang Kuan frowned, and said: "It seems that there is a certain elder behind the Aiwu Society. As for the Green Snake Gang, I don't know very well."

"Okay. Let's report for duty first." Xiao Ye interrupted several people and walked towards the entrance of the college.

At this time, a few senior seniors at the gate of the college saw Xiao Ye and the others, each of them frowned, touched the burly man beside him, and said, "Big Bear, these are the people."

"Oh?" The man named Big Bear pushed away the freshman who didn't have a freshman handbook in front of him, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Xiao Ye and the others curiously.

Xiao Ye just glanced lightly at the few people at the door, ignored them, and was about to walk towards the academy.

"stop!"

The big bear reached out to stop Xiao Ye, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said coldly, "Where's the freshman manual?"

"We didn't!" Liang Kuan stepped forward, glared at the man, and said coldly.

"Hmph, if you don't have it, then get the hell out!" Daxiong said, pushing his palm violently, causing Liang Kuan to step back again and again.

Xiao Ye frowned, stopped Liang Kuan who was about to rush up, looked at a few people, and said coldly: "Several, what do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting." A dark-faced man next to Big Bear took a step forward, looked at Xiao Ye, and said indifferently: "Nothing interesting, just to tell everyone that you are not welcome in the academy, please go away!"

"The college is not run by your family, so why listen to you!" Zhou Wen said angrily.

"Hmph!" Daxiong snorted coldly, waved his fist, and said disdainfully: "With your strength, if you offend our Aiwu Club, don't even think about entering the academy!"

"Oh." Xiao Ye understood it, and said lightly: "So it's a running dog of the Aiwu Society."

"Bastard, what are you talking about?" Another thin man suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand and pointed at Xiao Ye coldly.

The movement at the gate instantly attracted everyone, and many freshmen and boring old students gathered around.

"These people are so lawless, they even came here to bully the freshmen again." An older man glanced at Xiao Ye and the others, and muttered sympathetically.

"Well, who says it's not, the academy doesn't care about it."

"How?" The other person glanced at the person who spoke, and said helplessly, "They are all behind the senior management of the college. If the old dean is not here, who can take care of it?"

"I can only blame these freshmen for being unlucky, and actually provoked the Aiwu Society!"

Everyone looked at Xiao Ye and the others sympathetically, they had long been accustomed to such scenes, and they dared not speak out.

Xiao Ye ignored the surrounding discussions, raised his head slightly, looked at the thin man pointing at him with a long sword, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and said, "Whoever has a hard fist here has the right to speak?"

The thin man glanced at Xiao Ye and said with disdain: "That's natural."

"Hehe, good." Xiao Ye suddenly smiled mysteriously, clenched his fist with his left hand, shook it in front of him, and said, "I don't know, is my fist hard enough?"

"Huh? Monkey, be careful!" Daxiong stared blankly at Xiao Ye's movements, and hurriedly reminded him.

However, it was already too late, Xiao Ye put his right middle finger and index finger together, and flicked on the long sword.

"when……"

The long sword in the thin man's hand trembled violently. The next moment, a fist continued to enlarge in front of his eyes, and it hit his face with a "boom".

"what!"

The thin man uttered a scream, and flew backwards, with blood flowing from his nose, clutching his nose, rolling on the ground in pain, the long sword in his hand fell to the side, and was broken into three pieces by Xiao Ye's finger.

The people around were stunned, looked at the monkey lying on the ground crying in pain, and then at Xiao Ye who was standing calmly aside, swallowed subconsciously.

"Oh my god, what is this? The new student beat the old student, am I dreaming?"

"Look at that man's cultivation level!" One person pointed at Xiao Ye and said in surprise, "Body-refining realm? How could it be possible that a martial artist in the physique-refining realm knocked away a third-level master of the Yuan-gathering realm with one punch?"

Everyone talked and looked at Xiao Ye in disbelief.

Xiao Ye clapped his hands indifferently, without looking at the monkey lying on the ground howling, turned to the big bear, and said calmly: "I don't know, do I have the right to speak now?"

"Boy, you're courting death!" Before Daxiong could speak, the black-faced man behind him roared angrily, clenched his fists, and punched like Xiao Ye.

"Boss, leave this kid to me." Liang Kuan rubbed his hands, eager to try, jumped in front of Xiao Ye, also clenched his fists, and faced the black-faced man.

"boom!"

With a soft sound, the fists of the two collided. Liang Kuan frowned and backed away again and again, clutching his fists in pain and grinning.

Xiao Ye glared at Liang Kuan, and said angrily: "Who told you to touch it head-on? Taijiquan generals use softness to overcome rigidity, four or two strokes of a thousand catties. After practicing for so long, haven't you mastered the core yet?"

Liang Kuan was ashamed for a while, nodded quickly, and respectfully said: "Boss, I understand."

As Liang Kuan said, he took two steps back, opened the distance, squatted in a horse stance, and moved his figure slowly, his movements were weird, and his eyes were fixed on the black-faced man.

"Haha!" The black-faced man already knew Liang Kuan's strength after the blow just now, and said disdainfully: "I really wonder how you got into the academy, such a rubbish, I can beat you to the ground with one hand !"

As he said that, the black-faced man put one hand behind his back, roared angrily, and with his fist brought up a gust of wind, he slammed fiercely at Liang Kuan.

Liang Kuan was not afraid at all, and even put one hand behind his back, his feet suddenly spread apart, and he squatted down. The other hand quickly circled around the black-faced man's fist, pulling and pulling, the black-faced man was surprised It was discovered that all the strength of his punch had been removed.

Immediately afterwards, an even more terrifying force struck, and the black-faced man screamed and was thrown flying out.

"Ah!" The black-faced man was taken aback, fell like a shit, got up from the ground in a hurry, his face was ugly, he stared at Liang Kuan, and said in surprise: "Impossible, your strength is far inferior to mine, why? throw me out?"

"Hmph, ignorance!" Liang Kuan stood there with his head slightly raised, like a tall man, but he was the only one who knew how strong the black-faced man was. His arm was still bursting with pain, obviously the strength he had endured was already at its limit.

(End of this chapter)

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