226: Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Ouyang Guanyue nodded, "You should focus your energy on the upcoming training now, not on Xiao Fan."

"Not only did he pass the assessment, he also sent some of the Zhenshan Troops into the isolation room."

"What do you mean?" Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes.

Ouyang Guanyue said indifferently, "It means Xiao Fan not only passed, but also counter-killed eleven people. The people he counter-killed are now being disciplined."

"Was it by Space Laws?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Yes." Ouyang Guanyue nodded expressionlessly.

"If he didn't have Space Laws, could he still have done what you said?" Ying Zheng asked in a deep voice.

Ouyang Guanyue narrowed his eyes and questioned, "You… do you want to hear what you're saying?"

But Ying Zheng remained unperturbed and said, "I'm saying that if Xiao Fan didn't have Space Laws, he wouldn't have been able to counter-kill eleven people, and he might not even have been able to escape the spaceship!"

Suddenly, the entire room fell silent, with only the sound of dripping and a faint cool breeze.

Ouyang Guanyue was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "Ying Zheng, before coming, I always heard that you had the aura of a king."

"But now it seems."

"Nothing special."

Ying Zheng, however, remained firm in his opinion and said, "I believe what I said is true."

"Yes." Ouyang Guanyue sneered, "Yes, what you said is true."

"If Xiao Fan didn't have Space Laws, he might indeed not have achieved this record."

"Then what?"

"Is that important?"

"What do you want to show by saying this?"

"To express that you are not weak? It's just that Xiao Fan has special methods? Otherwise, your results might be better than Xiao Fan's?"

"Then I'll tell you, there were only ten people besieging you at that time, fifteen besieging Xiao Fan, and twenty besieging Wukong!"

"Why don't you mention that?"

Ouyang Guanyue took a deep breath, shook his head, and sneered, "Isn't it ridiculous?"

"Who are you?"

"Chen Changsheng's adopted son, since childhood, you've been able to summon wind and rain, everything comes easily!"

Suddenly, his tone sharply rose!

"Who is Xiao Fan!?"

"An ordinary person from a third-tier small city, the child of ordinary parents, whose parents even died in battle when he was seven, leaving him an orphan. You at least have Chen Changsheng by your side, at least your talent is here, and others will give you whatever you want!"

"What does Xiao Fan have!?"

"What does he have besides a pair of hands and feet?"

"Didn't he earn Space Laws by relying on his own performance, winning the Legacy of the pastor?"

"Eleven years ago, you, Ying Zheng, were born in the Imperial Capital, with Myth-Grade talent!"

"Eleven years ago, he, Xiao Fan, was born in Green Leaf City, with one-star talent!"

"And now, eleven years later, he performs better than you, and you actually open your mouth to say something like, 'If he didn't have Space Laws'?"

"Are you f*cking kidding me?"

"Is this something you should be saying!?"

Ying Zheng's face was ashen; he could no longer remain calm.

"Enough!"

"I know what I just said was a bit extreme!"

"Not enough!" Ouyang Guanyue roared!

He stared coldly at Ying Zheng and said, "Regarding your resume, I remember it clearly in my mind!"

"I'm telling you!"

"You've actually never truly had the courage to face failure!"

"You think you're very open-minded, but the truth is, you've always been making excuses for yourself, always comforting yourself!"

"You tell yourself that if it were a one-on-one fight, Xiao Fan definitely wouldn't be your opponent, no one your age is your opponent, you lost because your teammates were too bad, because of other reasons..."

"But you've never truly felt that you lost because you were weak!"

"Listen clearly, you! Ying Zheng, are very weak!!!"

Ouyang Guanyue even pointed his finger fiercely at Ying Zheng's chest as he spoke, scolding him in the most impolite way, even spitting on his face.

"The reason I'm telling you so much today is because I am your instructor now!"

"If you were just Ying Zheng, I wouldn't even bother to look at you!"

At this moment, Ying Zheng's fists clenched slightly, and the anger in his heart gradually rose.

He suddenly drew his sword and thrust it towards Ouyang Guanyue's neck.

But the next second.

"Clang!"

Ouyang Guanyue moved as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he directly used his finger as a sword, knocking away the Emperors Sword, then stopped an inch before Ying Zheng's Adam's apple. One more inch, and Ying Zheng's throat would be instantly pierced!

From beginning to end, Ouyang Guanyue did not use Realm power, nor Intent, nor other methods, just like Ying Zheng, pure sword art.

Ying Zheng was anxious and wanted to prove himself directly with sword art, but his sword art actually...

But this was not the most humiliating thing; what made Ying Zheng's mindset collapse the most was that Ouyang Guanyue didn't even use his index and middle fingers, but his ring and pinky fingers!

Ying Zheng's face was more unsightly than ever before!

He lost, completely and utterly lost!

But his first reaction after losing was... Ouyang Guanyue was five years older than him, and had Cultivated sword art for five years longer than him! If they were the same age...

This made him suddenly realize that everything the other person said was true.

I actually never truly swallowed the bitterness of failure; deep down, I completely pushed away all responsibility for my losses!

Thinking of this, the majesty on Ying Zheng's face dissipated, replaced by a hint of despondency. He no longer offered any rebuttal but fell into a long silence.

At this moment, Ouyang Guanyue said indifferently, "This is already the third time you've lost to Xiao Fan, isn't it?"

"Once in Peak Tower, once in the team competition, and this time in the training camp, right?"

Ying Zheng remained silent.

Ouyang Guanyue continued, "I won't waste any more words with you."

"I promise you, if you can grasp Intent before Xiao Fan and win against Xiao Fan this time, I'll call you 'Brother' and teach you as much sword art as you want!"

"But if you don't, I want you to stand on the city wall of Shanhai Pass and tell everyone, 'I, Ying Zheng, am very weak!'"

"Do you dare!?"

Strength is always forced out. These past few years, Ying Zheng has been too relaxed, with no one pushing him from behind, but now he has someone.

As a qualified instructor, he couldn't miss this opportunity.

Ouyang Guanyue stared intently at Ying Zheng.

At this moment, Ying Zheng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly looked up and said in a deep voice, "Good! I'll play with you!"

Hearing this reply, the ruthlessness on Ouyang Guanyue's face instantly vanished, replaced by a wide smile, returning to his elegant appearance. He said, "Then let's go, prepare to start the training camp."

This lightning-fast change of expression made Ying Zheng's face stiffen.

He lost again.

He still remembered how he had said at the beginning that provocation wouldn't work on him.

Truly... I'm speechless!

After the three walked out of the cage, the sky was bright, and the sun was warm.

Outside the prison, all the Super God Class students who had been brought in were already gathered.

Ling Tianlei's head was charred black, from shocking himself. He had a dark expression, spat out a puff of black smoke, and looked up to see Lin Xianhuo, Zhuge Tianming, and others who had been brought over.

"Hey, you guys got caught so late! Xiao is still amazing!" Ling Tianlei's dark face broke into a smile.

The officer beside him glanced at him and said, "They're not like you; they came voluntarily."

"Huh?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Super God Class was a bit confused.

Ye Kuang: "Came voluntarily? What does that mean? Can this thing still follow one's own will? Then can I leave if I don't want to participate!"

"Yeah, I don't want to participate either!"

"Seriously, let us go quickly. You lock us in prison as soon as we arrive, it's enough. If it weren't for a sneak attack, how could you have beaten us?"

At this moment, Ouyang Guanyue was already standing in front of everyone. He said indifferently, "You can indeed choose not to participate in this training camp."

"But there's only one condition."

"Defeat me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Hei and Li Qingqiu both stepped forward, staring coldly at the person in front of them, saying, "Your Realm is higher than ours. It's not too much for the two of us to fight one of you, right?"

Suddenly, the surrounding soldiers burst into laughter, roaring with amusement, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Li Qingqiu frowned and asked, "What are you all laughing at?"

"Little girl." Ouyang Guanyue chuckled, "What I mean is, if your entire Super God Class teams up and defeats me, you can leave here immediately!"

This time, the people from the Super God Class were stunned. They looked at each other, their expressions as if they had heard some unbelievable tale.

What a joke?

More than fifty people, and they can't even beat one of you by teaming up?

Who do you think you are?

We are the Super God Class!

To the side, Ye Kuang burst out laughing, then instantly sprang forward, carrying Divine Dragon Power, and punched towards Ouyang Guanyue's face!

Ouyang Guanyue's expression remained unchanged. His gaze swept over Ye Kuang and the others...

"Sword Intent, come!"

Within a radius of several thousand meters!

In an instant.

Sword Intent was sharp, all swords returning to their source!

Ye Kuang's clothes were instantly torn and swept away, revealing the huge scar. Regardless of gender, everyone who saw it was stunned.

Even Ling Tianlei, who had seen much of the world, was filled with doubt. He couldn't help but ask, "How did that place split open?"