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"Chu family trash, listen up. If you don't want to die, then beg for forgiveness."

Lin Polang's tone was indifferent as he directly ordered his opponent to beg for mercy.

Begging for mercy!

It was a humble word.

Fighters have pride in their bones. The moment they beg for mercy, the pride in their bones will disappear.

Being provoked like this before it had even begun, Chu Fan was so angry that his entire body was trembling.

Admitting defeat was already shameful, begging for mercy was even more embarrassing than admitting defeat.

Lin Boli was humiliating him and the Chu Clan behind him.

"Don't you want to beg for mercy?"

Lin Boyan's eyes turned cold as a wave of pressure spread out from the stage.

Boom!

Chu Fan!" Waves of pressure pressed down on his body.

Chu Fan only had a cultivation of the fifth level of the Body Tempering stage. It was truly difficult for him to resist.

After a moment, a sweet taste appeared in Chu Fan's throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Lin Polang's strength is just too strong!"

"He's actually able to injure Chu Fan, who is at the fifth level of the Body Tempering stage, with his pressure."

Shock flashed across everyone's eyes.

The strength of Lin Boyan, who was at the eighth level of the Body Tempering stage, was truly not to be underestimated.

"I'll count to three. If you don't think clearly, then don't blame me for not recognizing you as my fist."

"Three …!"

"Two …!"

Lin Boyan's words were like an apocalyptic incantation, ringing in Chu Fan's ears.

Chu Fan's expression was nervous. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't fight against Lin Boyang.

As the sounds of falling approached him, Chu Fan's heart was filled with even greater fear.

"I'll fight you to the death...!"

Being humiliated like this, Chu Fan originally wanted to put up a resistance.

However, when he saw Lin Polang's cold eyes, he shuddered and stopped what he was about to say.

Lin Polang's cold eyes seemed like they could suck away his soul at any moment.

The battlelust that Chu Fan had just raised was instantly dispersed.

Plop!

Chu Fan really couldn't stand such a strong pressure. His entire body was trembling as he kneeled on the ground, begging for mercy. "Lin Pao Liang, I was wrong. Please let me go!"

Chu Fan's actions caused the faces of the Chu Clan members to turn ugly. The Lin Clan was clearly slapping them in the face.

But they didn't blame Chu Fan.

After all, the opponent he faced was simply too strong.

Hearing Chu Fan's words, Lin Boyang nodded his head in satisfaction.

"Trash of the Chu Clan, raise your head!"

Rubbing his wrist, a sinister glint flashed across Lin Polang's eyes.

Seeing his strange gaze, Chu Xingyu suddenly felt that something was wrong and immediately shouted.

"Chu Fan, be careful!"

Chu Xingyu's reminder, was too late.

The scene that made the Chu Family clansmen angry appeared.

Lin Boyan's feet pushed off the ground, and his entire body was like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey as he jumped in front of Chu Fan.

Then, as if faced with an unprepared Chu Feng, Lin Boriang's left hand suddenly grabbed his hair.

Just like that, Chu Feng's entire body was lifted up in the air.

"I forgot to tell you."

"You don't have the qualifications to admit defeat!"

"If you want to blame someone, then blame your surname, Chu!"

With an evil grin on his face, Lin Boriang retracted his right fist and once again shot out a white light.

Ah!

Chu Fan let out a pained groan.

Ka-cha! *

On the arena, a sound that caused one's heart to palpitate followed.

Chu Fan's body was like a kite with a broken string as he heavily fell out of the arena. He only stopped after colliding with the flagpole.

His sternum had been broken and badly injured by Lin Po-liang.

"Lin Boyan, Chu Fan has already admitted defeat. You broke the rules of the competition, shameless!"

The Chu Family members cursed at Lin Boyang.

"Sorry, as far as I know, the Chu family members are trash."

"Garbage. It should have been in the garbage."

"Since the trash is in a place that shouldn't be, then I will reluctantly clean it up."

Lin Boyan's expression was calm, but the words he said angered the Chu Family.

"Chu Fan has already admitted defeat, and Lin Polang still tried to injure him. Elder, please punish him."

Chu Jingtian's tone was ice-cold as he spoke to the elder in charge of the selection.

However, the elder on the stage that presided over the competition didn't have a fair punishment. Instead, he spoke in an insidious manner.

"Elder Chu, I think there's something wrong with your words."

Wang Bao's words stunned everyone.

Even Illusory Night Academy's Li Dingfeng slightly frowned.

Chu Fan had already admitted defeat. According to the rules, the person who admitted defeat was considered to have given up the match.

Lin Porian had violated the rules and should be punished.

However, not only did Wang Bao not punish Lin Boyan, he even questioned Chu Li.

Was he favoring Lin Po-liang?

"In my opinion, Lin Porien did good. Why did he have to be punished?"

"My school, Fengtong Academy, is one of the four great academies of the Kingdom of Fire Dance. How glorious is it? The people we recruit are all outstanding people."

Wang Bao stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, looking incredibly arrogant.

Then, he changed the subject and pointed at the Chu Clan members.

"Instead, it's your Chu Family's trash who don't stay in the trash and still have the face to appear on the stage. Truly, it's a disgrace to our Fengtong Academy."

"I don't blame you for picking some trash. Do you even have any sense?"

Wang Bao sneered and continued speaking.

"Lin Polo Liang did very well. He helped me clean up the trash on the stage. An outstanding person like him is the welcome target of my Fengtong Academy."

Wang Bao's words caused Chu Jingtian's gaze to suddenly turn cold.

As an elder of the academy, Wang Bao did not have a heart of justice. Even when he was favoring the Lin Clan, he still belittled his own clan.

Wang Bao had gone too far!

"Hehe, Chu Jingtian, no matter how strong you are, you must know your limits if you want to fight with me."

The Lin Clan's Grand Elder's face revealed a savage smile.

It was really convenient for the academy to have one of its own.

"Clean up the trash, hmph!"

"Wang Bao, what you mean is that our Chu family members are trash and should be cleaned up?"

At this moment, the calm voice of a youth sounded out.

Chu Xingyu was pointing her finger at Wang Bao. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at Wang Bao who was on the stage.

Facing Wang Bao's favouritism, even the Chu family members did not dare to say anything.

Only the young man stood up.

Li Dingfeng's eyes lit up. He suddenly felt a trace of inexplicable affection for the teenager.

Although the youth was young, he already possessed a domineering aura.

"In the world of martial artists, the strong are respected. The weak are trash. They should be swept clean."

The corner of Wang Bao's mouth curled into a sneer.

When he had arrived at the city, he had already inquired about the information of the disciples of the various clans.

The Lin Family's Lin Boyang was the number one youngster of the new generation.

Not only that, he was also a branch of the Royal Lin Clan.

How could he let a family with such a background suffer such grievances?

In any case, it would eventually be Lin Polang who entered the academy, so it wouldn't be a big deal to favor him.

Experts should all be favored.

Therefore, when Lin-Po-liang broke the rules on stage, Wang Bao turned a blind eye.

However, when someone was unwilling to accept this, he would use his own power to make that person submit.

"Elder Wang Bao, remember what you said!"

Chu Xingyu's eyes were cold as she retreated.