Yang Ye and the outer court students appeared within Zuo Xiu and the others’ fields of vision.

“That’s Ye Yang? He doesn’t seem special to me. Let me test his strength!” A student tapped the tip of his foot against the ground and leaped up into the air like an eagle. He roared furiously in midair as he shot down towards Yang Ye like a ray of light.

The man formed a claw with his hand when he was about to arrive before Yang Ye, and then he shouted loudly as he clawed forcefully at Yang Ye’s head.

Hiss!

The sound of air being torn apart resounded incessantly above Yang Ye while a terrifying pressure sprayed down from the man, and it caused the ground beneath Yang Ye’s feet to be blasted into pieces.

Yu Wushuang and the others were forced backwards repeatedly because the pressure the man emanated was truly too powerful, and they only stopped after moving around 30m back.

All of them had solemn expressions on their faces!

Because the strength of this student of the secret court had exceeded their imagination. It felt like no one besides Yang Ye could be a match for...