The Order of Purple Thorn

There was no reason to deal with Nan Feng, but if he did not deal with him, then the atmosphere was not right, and would not be beneficial to his management and development.

Noticing the communication between Principal Gu and Huo Zhen, coupled with He Yi's serious face, Nan Feng knew that something had gone too far. Bodun Han was Bodun Han and College were the College.

"Principal, just now, it was a little inappropriate for Nan Feng to take care of things, so after this assessment, he was willing to take the punishment himself and go to Discipline Hall himself." Nan Feng bowed towards the Principal Gu.

Hearing Nan Feng's words, a string in He Yi's heart loosened. In the conflict just now, Nan Feng was not wrong, but he had stepped on the line and it was just right for him to give an explanation now. College's goal of bringing honor to him had been achieved.

The other Supervisor s all looked at each other. They did not expect Nan Feng to be so old. He had tricked Bodun Han, and he did not offend any of the higher ups in the College. As for asking for punishments himself, it was actually just a formality. College only needed face, he would not make any big punishments, and it could be seen from how strong the two from Principal Gu were.

"Hey!" "Beautiful!" Ao Wushuang extended his thumb towards Nan Feng.

Nan Feng himself thought that the matter was handled beautifully, he knew that he woke up in time, if he did not take the initiative to receive punishment, it would offend the higher ups of College.

Ba Teng coughed twice, the competition continued, it was still two against two, but there were only a few people who managed to maintain their victory.

In the afternoon, he had decided on the top ten. Ao Wushuang's acquaintances Ao Wushuang and Yi Xuan had both entered the top ten, but Yi Lin's luck was bad and he was not able to enter the top ten. After losing to Nan Feng and losing to Jiang Youkun, he no longer had the qualifications to continue forward.

Jiang Shangyun, Jiang Youkun, Mad Dog Chang Qing had entered the top ten, and there were two other people who were also Jiang Shangyun's, but Nan Feng did not recognize the others.

"Continue with the drawing of lots." Ba Teng shouted.

In the first battle, Nan Feng was fighting against a Grade Five Martial Disciple, and because Nan Feng's combat ability was strong, that person was not his and admitted defeat after fighting for a short while. Nan Feng did not even pursue him, and without enmity, Nan Feng displayed a very magnanimous manner.

He Yi calculated for a bit, she felt that Jiang Shangyun wouldn't be able to stop Nan Feng, but Jiang Youkun and Mad Chang Qing's cultivations were two levels higher than Nan Feng's. The gap between them was too big, and the victor was unknown.

The rules of the ten people fighting for the rankings were different from the rules of the previous five people. The first five people would fight in pairs, while the winner would enter the top five, and the loser would only be ranked after the top five.

After the top ten appeared, everyone had a chance to issue a challenge. If they failed, they wouldn't be able to continue.

The top five came out. Jiang Youkun, Jiang Shangyun, Nan Feng, Mad Chang Qing, and another person that Nan Feng did not recognize, had been bitten by the mad dog Chang Qing. The difference in strength was huge, and Ao Wushuang did not have Nan Feng's actual combat ability, hence he lost without any suspense.

The battle started again, this time it was the five people fighting first. Nan Feng took a look, and felt that the gap between him and was not small, and the techniques that he used were not too strong either. He knew that it was not that his martial skills were bad, but the level of his Cultivator was too low, and he was unable to unleash its power.

Yi Xuan and Ao Wushuang were not high, so when the two of them came, they did not have much of a foundation, and the remaining people were all at Martial Disciple before entering the College.

In the end, the first five lots would be empty, and the victors would fight each other.

Nan Feng had won, Mad Chang Qing had defeated Jiang Shangyun, and Jiang Youkun had defeated another person. The three of them would decide on the top three positions, and then enter the challenge.

"Next round, Jiang Youkun against Nan Feng." Ba Teng shouted out his name.

Jiang Youkun's body landed on the Arena in a flash.

"Nan Feng, what are you thinking!" Seeing that Nan Feng did not move, Ba Teng shouted.

Nan Feng was still thinking when Jiang Shangyun spoke out, "If you're afraid, then admit defeat."

After taking off the outer robe, everything on Nan Feng was exposed in front of others. His lower body was normal. But it was not the same for the upper body, it was a vest made of black metal plates, the lower corner of the vest had the words 1800, it was a symbol of weight, Nan Feng's two arm s also had a black armguard fixed on them.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Nan Feng took off the weight bearing suit and the armguard, threw them at his feet and made three muffled sounds. Then he put on his robe again.

Everyone watching the battle had their jaws drop to the ground. After fighting for half a day, Nan Feng was in his best condition while wearing his weight bearing suit clothes.

Nan Feng methodically put the Robe on, carried the Sabre on his back, and jumped onto the Arena. This time, he even went too far, almost scuttling from Arena's side to there.

"Comfortable!" Nan Feng moved his body.

"Yes, I originally thought that after a bit more improvement, I would try him out. Seems like it's going to be difficult." Yi Lin rubbed his neck. He knew that Nan Feng, who did not have any weight bearing suit on him, would be even faster.

"Hehe, this is what you call a ruthless person." Huo Zhen laughed, that expression was one of schadenfreude, because this was too face-smacking. It was not that there were no Supervisor s to look at, but rather, a scene of schadenfreude. In reality, all of the new Supervisor who saw this scene were extremely shocked.

Jiang Youkun was also a little taken aback, he knew that Nan Feng was hard to deal with, but he did not expect Nan Feng to still be able to use his trump card.

The battle started, Jiang Youkun who was also using the same Sabre was also attacking tyrannically, his cultivation level was high, his Yuan Qi was strong, the might of his Sabre was much stronger than the other freshmen, even with two tries, Nan Feng was still unable to gain an advantage.

"You're just a mantis trying to stop a car." Jiang Youkun snorted coldly. He was Jiang Shangyun's servant and had entered the College with Jiang Shangyun. He knew that this was his chance to shine, to take the first place in the new student rankings.

"That's not necessarily true." Nan Feng replied as his attack turned into a three-dimensional attack. After the Sabre made contact with Jiang Youkun, it immediately retreated and rushed forward. It leaped into the air and used its claws to slash at Jiang Youkun, and also knocked its knees towards Jiang Youkun's chest.

Jiang Youkun's Sabre blocked Nan Feng's Hundred Sabres, and the left arm blocked Nan Feng's knees, but its body was not stable from the impact, and took two steps back. At this time, Nan Feng came forward again, attacked the Sabre with his right hand, and with his left fist, elbow, and knees, he greeted Jiang Youkun.

Nan Feng was unable to defend against Nan Feng's multiple attacks. After blocking a few moves, an empty door appeared, and was smashed on the head by the blade hilt of Nan Feng's right hand, and when Jiang Youkun was feeling dizzy, Nan Feng's Sabre appeared on his neck.