"I, of course, will fight all five of them." Zhang Yanliang said with a smile.

The rules of battle at the princely level are different from others.

Everyone on both sides has the opportunity to choose a fight.

And if you win, you can continue to choose a battle!

If one party is defeated by the other party alone, victory can be declared.

In the past, every victory of the Emperor Immortal Sect was basically based on this.

Because every time the Emperor's Immortal Sect wins, it is because of absolute disadvantage.

In the battles at the princely level, Leng Yifan was able to sweep Lietian Academy every time.

Later, Zhou Youwei came out of nowhere and joined forces with Leng Yifan, leaving Lietian Academy completely unbeatable.

At that time, Zhang Yanliang was able to suppress Zhou Youwei, but he could not suppress Leng Yifan.

Therefore, the winner every time is the Emperor's Immortal Sect.

This is very frustrating for Lietian Academy.

But today is different from the past, Leng Yifan is dead.

Zhang Yanliang already looks invincible.

While the two were talking, the battle between Liu Tianhao and the six feudal lords had already entered a fierce stage.

Both sides unleashed their magical powers, fully demonstrating their feudal lord-level combat prowess.

But as the battle progressed, it was obvious that the six feudal princes could not keep up with Liu Tianhao's pace, and were led by Liu Tianhao.

Finally, after Liu Tianhao knocked one of the newly promoted feudal lords away, the other five newly promoted feudal lords could not hold on and were defeated by Liu Tianhao one after another.

After defeating the six new feudal lords, Liu Tianhao felt a little arrogant and did not continue to fight, but retreated to his position.

Wow!

At this time, the disciples of Huangji Immortal Sect became excited.

Winning beautifully!

One against six!

Although you rely on your strength to crush them, it feels great to win!

The students on the Lietian Academy side looked extremely ugly.

"Two senior brothers..."

The six newly promoted feudal lords left the scene sadly and returned to their positions dejectedly, facing Lin Feiyan and Zhang Yanliang shamelessly.

"It's okay, after all, that guy is a top-level feudal prince." Zhang Yanliang comforted softly.

"Junior Brother Lin, come on."

"Yes." Lin Feiyan stood up, moved his toes, and instantly arrived at the dojo.

"Lie Tian Academy, Lin Feiyan."

"Please fight."

Lin Feiyan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, and a faint sense of confidence exuded from him, which was admirable.

Standing in the dojo, he seemed to be the center of heaven and earth.

Everything seems to belong to him.

"What a stinky guy." Huang Xian whispered, feeling quite unhappy.

"Junior Brother Wen, go up and meet him!"

Huang Xian said.

Wen Lin looked calm. After hearing Huang Xian's words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything. He stood up and entered the dojo.

"Huangji Immortal Sect, Wenlin."


Chapter completed!