Zhang Haoran and Fang Ping, both of whom had external assistance, naturally had no problems.
Fu Changding, on the other side, was not doing so well. Although he was also enduring by consuming Qi and Blood Pills, how could Qi and Blood Pills restore Qi and Blood that quickly?
Furthermore, Fu Changding's strength was not particularly strong to begin with.
Fu Changding could only ask for help. There was nothing he could do; he was almost beaten to death.
Hearing Fu Changding's cry for help, he called out to Fang Ping and then rushed in Fu Changding's direction.
This time, Zhang Haoran also did not go through the air. He still honestly charged on the ground. Since Zhao Lei was prepared just now and could ambush him, others must also be prepared.
If he were to go through the air now, he would definitely expose more of his strength, which was completely unnecessary.
Moreover, he was also enjoying the fight now, charging forward relentlessly, just being reckless.
The opportunity to Face so many non-Martial Artists who posed no great threat to him at the same time might only be this once.
However, Fu Changding still couldn't hold on until he arrived.
Because at this moment, Huang Jing spoke again: "There are 10 minutes left. If you cannot defeat those three people, all students will collectively have 30 academic credits deducted."
These words were like poking a hornet's nest. Not only were the students on the fourth floor anxious, but students from other floors also flooded in.
The "all students" Huang Jing mentioned also included those on the other three floors.
Seeing Zhang Haoran coming to rescue Fu Changding, the students besieging Fu Changding also went for the kill, completely adopting a 'trade injuries for injuries' fighting style.
How could Fu Changding, alone, trade blows with a group of people around him? In a few moves, he was knocked to the ground and couldn't get up.
Fu Changding had already fallen to the ground and admitted defeat, but some people were still kicking him.
Zhang Haoran rushed up at this moment, knocking them sprawling, which could be considered saving Fu Changding's life.
At this time, Fang Ping on that side also couldn't hold on. However, he was much stronger than Fu Changding; he voluntarily admitted defeat. And by grabbing the grate of the exhaust vent, most people couldn't surround him.
Fang Ping, at least from his Face, looked much better than Fu Changding. As for whether his body hurt, that was unknown.
Seeing that both of them had admitted defeat, the remaining people all surged towards Zhang Haoran.
He was just about to admit defeat when, at that moment, Yang Xiaoman had just seen Zhang Haoran rush over, and Chen Yunxi retreated, thinking her good friend was at a disadvantage. She rushed towards him regardless.
She raised her leg and delivered a kick, aimed at Xiao Hao's lower body.
The 'I admit defeat' that was about to come out turned into 'Holy crap!' Although Zhang Haoran had mastered the Golden Bell Cover Iron Shirt,
this area couldn't just be kicked by anyone. This wasn't just a matter of pain, but a matter of Face.
How could the female Martial Artists of Magic Martial Arts University be so ruthless?
So he raised his leg to block that kick. At the same time, he swung his fist to open up space from the surrounding students.
Yang Xiaoman kicked again, still aiming for Xiao Hao's lower body. This time, he wouldn't tolerate it. He raised his leg and kicked towards Yang Xiaoman's lower abdomen.
At the same time, he took her kick with his thigh. But unexpectedly, at this moment, Chen Yunxi happened to rush over. She blocked this kick for Yang Xiaoman and was sent flying.
Yang Xiaoman raised her leg and kicked again, still aiming for Xiao Hao's lower body.
At this moment, Zhang Haoran also became enraged. He cursed loudly: "You're taking my Face for granted, aren't you?"
He shifted his body to avoid the kick, while simultaneously swinging his left fist. He blocked the attacking students.
His right hand formed a claw, with white light emanating from his fingertips, reaching towards Yang Xiaoman's knee, which she hadn't had time to retract. It was precisely his Nine Yin White Bone Claw, which he had never used before.
If this claw strike connected, it would definitely result in broken bones and severed tendons.
The mentors and deans observing the battle upstairs also had solemn expressions. They could also see that Zhang Haoran was enraged; this was a killing move!
They also understood that if this claw strike landed, Yang Xiaoman would basically be crippled.
However, they had no reason to blame Zhang Haoran.
As fellow students, Yang Xiaoman's actions were indeed excessive, and she had repeatedly tried to kick Xiao Hao's lower body.
Who wouldn't be enraged by that? It was just that by enraging Zhang Haoran, Yang Xiaoman ended up quite miserably.
The teachers could only lament in their hearts but would not interfere.
The surrounding students also saw Zhang Haoran's claw strike. Although they couldn't discern much, just from the white light at his fingertips and his pale five fingers, they knew it was no ordinary fighting technique; it was definitely a killing move.
Especially Yang Xiaoman, who was directly in its path, could feel the sharpness of this claw.
She was also scared stiff, her Face turning pale, and she regretted in her heart. She had been too ruthless and had enraged Zhang Haoran.
Just as he was about to strike Yang Xiaoman's knee with his claw,
he also realized that this was a fellow student. This was at Magic Martial Arts University, so he couldn't be too ruthless.
So he quickly changed his move at the last minute. However, changing moves on the fly wasn't something you could just do anything with. And Zhang Haoran also didn't intend to let Yang Xiaoman off so easily.
So, just as he was about to connect, he changed it to Dividing Tendons and Misplacing Bones Hand.
After all, they were Martial Arts School techniques of the same lineage, making it easier to change moves.
Everyone saw Zhang Hao's right hand return to its normal color.
They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. However, Zhang Haoran then grabbed Yang Xiaoman's knee. With a twist, they heard a crisp crack. This was the sound of bones.
Everyone's hearts couldn't help but tighten again. Looking at Yang Xiaoman's calf, it was twisted outwards at a strange angle.
The surrounding students retreated one after another. Yang Xiaoman also screamed and fell backward, being caught in Zhao Xuemei's arms, who had rushed over.
They had also seen what had happened before. There was no way to blame Zhang Haoran. They could also see that he had held back.
Seeing the fearful looks in the surrounding students' eyes, Zhang Haoran shook his head helplessly and could only explain: "Don't be afraid, it's nothing, just a dislocation. I'll put it back in a moment."
Then, Zhang Haoran clapped his hands and said loudly: "Alright, I admit defeat. You all hurry and clear the area; there's not much time left. If you don't want to lose academic credits, clear the area quickly."
As soon as the students saw that he had admitted defeat, they scattered, beginning to drive out students from other floors to leave the fourth floor. As Zhang Haoran said, time was running out. If the fourth floor still had so many people, everyone would have their academic credits deducted.
Seeing everyone disperse, he walked towards Yang Xiaoman.
Yang Xiaoman, seeing him approach, shrank her neck in fear.
She quietly said, "I'm sorry."
Zhang Haoran nodded and said nothing. He squatted down in front of her. He reached out and grabbed Yang Xiaoman's calf. His other hand supported her thigh. With a lift, a push, and a thrust, they heard a 'crack,' and Yang Xiaoman's calf was reset.
Zhang Haoran clapped his hands, stood up, and said, "Alright, just flush it with Qi and Blood. You'll be able to walk, and by tomorrow, it'll be fine."
Chen Yunxi and Zhao Xuemei helped Yang Xiaoman stand up.
Yang Xiaoman flushed her right leg with Qi and Blood. She tried standing on the ground. Although it still hurt a bit, it wasn't a big problem.
After flushing it with Qi and Blood for a while, she tried taking two steps; no problem. This should be fine now. The three of them collectively thanked Zhang Haoran.
He waved his hand and said nothing. He had just beaten someone up and then had them thank him; what could he say?
Huang Jing and the mentors upstairs saw this result and nodded with satisfaction. Zhang Haoran still knew how to hold back.