Super Student's Three-realms Army

If it was someone like Zhang Xiaofan, a powerful boss like him didn't have the qualifications to speak such arrogant words.    

If that was the case, they, a bunch of small shrimps, wouldn't even have the qualifications to open their mouths to speak, right?    

Beside him was Shen Qianyue and Qian Wen.    

He secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.    

In his heart, he was filled with admiration as he looked at the young man standing tall and straight in the middle of the crowd.    

Zhang Xiaofan was in a life or death situation.    

To be able to maintain such a calm and collected attitude was enough to make them break their hearts!    

At this moment, Lin Yun'er finally calmed down.    

She also clutched her chest and took two deep breaths.    

Calm down …    

Then, he looked to Zheng Jinhao and said:    

"Zheng Jinhao, I told you not to try anything. Don't try to do anything."    

"Is it better now?"    

"You should know that there is always someone better than you, right?"    

At this time, Zheng Jinhao didn't have the energy to care what the young girl beside him was saying.    

With the support of his companions, he stood up.    

At the side, he panted violently and said:    

"Yun'er, I … What happened to me just now? "    

"I feel like my vision has turned black."    

"I don't know what happened after that."    

Hearing this, Lin Yun'er did not know whether to laugh or cry as she looked towards Zheng Jinhao and said.    

"You still have the nerve to ask?"    

"Who was it that stood on the stage to provoke others?"    

"They say that they will continue to fight until one of them loses his or her ability to fight."    

"Is there no need to be lenient?"    

"And the result?" "You're quite straightforward."    

"He was directly punched to the point where he almost died."    

"Just now, your heart suddenly stopped."    

"If it wasn't for their lord's magnanimity, I wouldn't dare to lower myself to the same level as you."    

"You'll probably be long gone to heaven by this time to see Jesus."    

As she spoke, Lin Yun'er pointed at Zhang Xiaofan, who was standing a short distance away.    

At this moment, Zheng Jinhao's face was filled with confusion.    

It was obvious that his mind was in a state of chaos after narrowly escaping death.    

He rubbed his temples, trying his best to recall what happened in the arena earlier.    

However, he could only vaguely remember.    

He had been completely suppressed by Zhang Xiaofan the entire time.    

In the end, he was unable to control his anger and intended to use words to provoke the other party.    

In the end, he didn't even understand what had happened.    

He felt his whole body lighten.    

Then his feet left the ground and the sky spun.    

Then... There was nothing after that.    

Then he would completely lose consciousness.    

At this moment, Lin Yun'er looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a gaze of inexplicable reverence.    

Then, he moved closer to Zheng Jinghao's ear and whispered in a suppressed voice:    

"Actually, his fist didn't even hit you."    

"At that time, you were the first to fly out."    

"If this punch were to land on your body, I'm afraid you would die without a doubt!"    

"I remember, I think I kicked him."    

"How could this be …"    

Zheng Jinhao scratched his head, then muttered.    

"Hmph. At that time, his speed really was inconceivably fast."    

"Your kick only hit the afterimage of that person!"    

Lin Yun'er said as she rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.    

"An afterimage!"    

"You're saying, my kick landed on his afterimage!"    

"This... How is that possible? "