My cool female president

It has only been more than half a year since the end of the last Bliss training camp, and Zhang Yang's memory is not that bad.

But why is the man in the robe unwilling to admit that he is a man in ancient costume? Is there something unspeakable about the man in the robe, or is it that the man in the robe just looks like a man in ancient costume?

No matter what the reason was, since he was unwilling to admit it, there was no need to stalk him, not to mention that it was not difficult to see from the words and deeds of the man in the robe that he was not lying.

"Daoist Xuanyu, Xiaodaotong is not safe here, you go first." Zhang Yang said to the man in the robe.

"What about you, the benefactor, why don't you come with us?" the man in the robe asked Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly: "I still have something to solve, you go first, I will be there in a while."

"The benefactor is careful, so we'll leave first." The robed man said to Zhang Yang seriously, and then led Daotong and his party away from the scene of the incident.

After watching Daotong and others leave, Zhang Yang returned to Long Aotian.

"What are you still doing in a daze, if you don't want to be eliminated, get out of here quickly." Seeing that Long Aotian had been staring at him without moving, Zhang Yang said to Long Aotian.

"Wait." Long Aotian stopped Zhang Yang.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Why did you save me?" Long Aotian asked Zhang Yang.

"Do you need a reason to save you?"

"Don't you need a reason?"

"If you insist on a reason, it's that I can't bear to see you, who are so powerful, die in the audition so aggrieved." Zhang Yang smiled slightly.

Playing is playing, playing is playing, Long Aotian's strength is really not a joke, the strength of Dzogchen at the peak of the earth level is a master of NB to the extreme.

Especially that green sword, all of which showed the domineering spirit of the holder!Wherever the blade strikes, there are souls of the dead! ! !

Long Aotian was the first swordplayer Zhang Yang met, and the magnificent swordsmanship he used when he instantly killed the ancestor of Meishan still lingers in Zhang Yang's heart.

Although the two are enemies and opponents, Zhang Yang wants to defeat him with force, not with force.

What's more, the masters are all sympathetic to each other, and they don't want to see Long Aotian being eliminated so aggrieved, so that Zhang Yang will lose a strong opponent.

In this way, Zhang Yang will not be able to learn the mystery of Long Aotian's swordsmanship.

Therefore, Zhang Yang should not be able to ignore Long Aotian in terms of emotion and reason, not to mention that Zhang Yang and Long Aotian had been comrades in arms before that!
Long Aotian was stunned for a moment, obviously surprised by Zhang Yang's answer, it stands to reason that he and Zhang Yang just met each other once.

Other than that, the two of them don't have too much contact or intersection. If it's an ordinary person, 90.00% of them will definitely choose to ignore them if they stand in a publicity position.

Because everyone is a competitor and an enemy, the more competitors are eliminated here, the greater the benefit to oneself.

So ignoring it and letting it fend for itself is the best way, and it can also reduce obstacles on the way to the next destination.

Even if it was Long Aotian, Long Aotian would choose to ignore it, but he didn't expect Zhang Yang to save himself, which surprised Long Aotian.

Long Aotian has lived for so long, and this is the first time he has seen such a stupid person, isn't he afraid that he will be eliminated during the audition?

"Aren't you afraid of running into me on the way to the audition?" Long Aotian asked Zhang Yang.

"I'm afraid." Zhang Yang didn't brag, but chose to tell the truth.

Knowing this answer, Long Aotian was a little disappointed, because he thought that Zhang Yang would say that he was not afraid, but he didn't expect Zhang Yang to be so cowardly like the worldly people.

"You have the strength of Dzogchen at the peak of the earth level, and I'm only at the Xuan level, so of course I'm afraid." Zhang Yang is not a god, so how could he not be afraid of meeting Long Aotian.

After all, if you meet Long Aotian, your chances of winning may be very slim, but even if you are slim, you will not back down.

"It's okay to be afraid, but I won't admit defeat. If a man dies, he can only die on the road to battle!" Zhang Yang looked at Long Aotian confidently.

"If a man wants to die, he can only die on the road to battle," Long Aotian murmured Zhang Yang's words.

Immediately Long Aotian seemed to understand something, just when Long Aotian was deep in thought, suddenly his pupils dilated.

"Be careful!" Long Aotian pushed Zhang Yang away, and with a wave of the green sword, a crack tore at the ferocious white tiger not far away.

I saw that when Zhang Yang was chatting with Long Aotian, the ferocious white tiger stared at the two of them, and attacked them without saying a word.

If Long Aotian hadn't pushed Zhang Yang away just now, Zhang Yang might have been torn to pieces by the fierce claws of the white tiger.

When Zhang Yang reacted, he was also terrified: "Many..."

Before the words of thanks were uttered, the second attack of the ferocious white tiger had already come, and this attack was obviously slightly better than the previous one.

Zhang Yang was not to be outdone, he directly used his full strength, protected his body with ice soul silver needles, and simply fought against the ferocious white tiger.

Zhang Yang found that the strength of the fierce white tiger was really terrifying, because just looking at each other and making a move, Zhang Yang was a little immobile.

What a terrifying strength it takes to achieve this realm, the prestige of the ancient beast is really not a cover, there is indeed a gimmick of the beast.

Just at the time of Zhang Yang Lengshen's kung fu, the white tiger's claws had already arrived in front of Zhang Yang, and it was too late for Zhang Yang to react, and the white tiger's claw was directly hit in the chest.

The powerful impact penetrated Zhang Yang's entire heart and lungs, which made Zhang Yang's blood churn for a while, and he felt his body overwhelmed.

"puff"

A mouthful of thick old blood spewed out from his mouth, and Zhang Yang's soul was shaken just by being pawed by the white tiger.

The moment he was hit just now, Zhang Yang had the illusion that his soul was out of his body, and then his whole body flew out, it was so terrifying!
"Are you okay?" Long Aotian not far away looked at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang slowly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "I can't die for the time being."

It's fucked up, Zhang Yang still underestimated the strength of the ferocious white tiger, otherwise he wouldn't have been caught by the white tiger's claws.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang had activated the Ice Soul Silver Needle in advance, and with the body protection of the Ice Soul Silver Needle, Zhang Yang's damage was reduced a lot.

Otherwise, if you are unprepared to be hit by the fierce white tiger, it will not only be as simple as spitting blood, but will directly kill you.

"Sword!" Long Aotian muttered something, waved his big hand, and the green sword turned into countless small swords, stabbing towards the fierce beast white tiger.

The overwhelming swords hit the fierce beast white tiger like a fashion, Zhang Yang still remembered that he used this trick to destroy the Meishan Patriarch and his party.

"Ping Pong Pong"

There was a sound of metal impacting at the scene.