“Peng!”
Lian Chengyu flew like a ball, splattering blood everywhere!
Many people who saw this curled their mouths and took a deep breath.
This kid sure was ruthless!
The children who had confronted Yi Yun the other day at the cafeteria, especially the fourteen year old little girl that led the group shivered in fear!
Their little faces were pale and were extremely scared.
This short and easily little brother was a devil!
Under his harmless looking exterior was a cruel wolf with a bushy tail. They could not imagine what would have happened if that devil had released just a tenth, no, a hundredth…
What would have happened to them?
It was unimaginable!
“Don’t… Don’t hit any further… Our young master… admits… admits defeat…” A member of the warrior preparation camp said with a faltering voice. Yi Yun looked back at the man with a deadpan expression.
Yi Yun’s eyes looked like he had killed a god. His face was stained with blood and his body was enveloped with a killing aura. The member of the warrior preparation camp trembled in his knees upon seeing Yi Yun’s eyes. With a thud, he had kneeled on the ground.
Yi Yun’s aura was too oppressive. He had beaten Lian Chengyu up to such a state. As a slave of Lian Chengyu, how could that man have the courage to face Yi Yun?
“What did you say?” Yi Yun returned with a question. The man immediately stayed silent for he regretted saying those words.
“I… I didn’t say… didn’t say anything.” He trembled as he said that and look towards Zhang Tan, hoping Zhang Tan would prevent Yi Yun from further violence. The only person who could stop Yi Yun was Zhang Tan.
It was clear who had won. As long as Zhang Tan said the word, Yi Yun had to stop.
But Zhang Tan was cool as a cucumber, as if whatever happened had nothing to do with him.