Song Yang patted Zhang Wencai on the shoulder and said, "Who hit you just now?"
Zhang Wencai pointed at two of them and said, "They beat me."
Zhao Tianying and Zhang Wencai also came over.
Zhang Wencai said: "The remaining few beat me up."
Song Yang said: "Okay, go and hit them in the face, and stop when you feel relieved."
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Zhao Tianying, Zhang Wencai, Zhang Wencai and Ma Chao were all stunned.
Several warriors who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands were also stunned.
Song Yang said: "Why are you standing there? Go and fight! Do you want to get beaten for nothing?"
Zhang Wencai was the first to react. He had a more lively and bold personality.
Relying on Song Yang's support, he immediately went to the third-year warrior who beat him and slapped him in the face.
“Pah~!”
There was crisp applause.
The warrior's face was turned to the side after being hit.
The third-year warrior was breathing rapidly. A mere first-year warrior with only the first level of internal energy cultivation dared to hit him in the face. How outrageous!
He immediately bared his teeth, his eyes revealing a vicious expression, ready to launch a counterattack.
At this time Song Yang said: "If anyone dares to fight back, I will pull away his little Jiji."
Song Yang's words made the third-year warrior who just wanted to fight back become powerless immediately.
Zhang Wencai took the opportunity to slap him left and right, slapping him several times in the face.
“Pah pah pah…”
Amid the crisp applause, the third-year warrior was swayed left and right like a blade of grass in the wind.
Soon the face of the third-year warrior who was beaten was swollen like a pig's head, and drool was flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Zhang Wencai felt unsatisfied after beating one person, and then looked at the second third-year warrior.
The latter was so frightened that his face turned pale.
Zhang Wencai walked straight up to him and slapped him hard in the face.
Amid the frantic sound of being slapped in the face, Zhang Wencai felt extremely refreshed.
He had been bullied by those third-year warriors before, and was beaten up and covered in bruises, feeling extremely humiliated.
Now, with Song Yang's help, Zhang Wencai finally vented all his frustrations and felt extremely refreshed!
The sound of slapping people in the face rang out at the scene, and the onlookers couldn't help but gasp.
The sound of being slapped in the face hurts just by listening to it!
Zhao Tianying and Liu Yingjun just stood there in a daze watching Zhang Wencai beat people.
Song Yang said, "Why are you two still standing there? Come on! Think about how these people beat you up before, and fight back in the same way you did to them."
After hearing Song Yang's words, Zhao Tianying and Zhang Wencai immediately showed a determined look in their eyes.
They gritted their teeth and stepped forward, slapping the third-year warrior who had beaten them in the face.
The sounds of slapping people in the face rang out one after another, and Ma Chao rubbed his hands, looking eager to try.
He wanted to join in, but these third-year warriors couldn't beat him.
Song Yang said: "If you want to beat them, come along."
Ma Chao said in surprise: "Really? Would it be against the rules if I hit someone for no reason?"
Song Yang said, "Are they human? When they beat people just now, they didn't think about whether it was against the rules!" Ma Chao's eyes lit up, and he said, "Then I'll go to Brother Yang!"
Song Yang nodded, and Ma Chao immediately joined in the face slapping.
A third-year warrior who was beaten into a pig's head raised his hand and said, "Protest! We didn't hit him, he can't beat us for no reason!"
Song Yang said: "Protests are useless. If you are unhappy, you can come and practice with me alone."