At this time, Chen Songyang launched another offensive!

The figure was like a tiger, his fist was covered with a layer of purple-gold light, carrying tremendous power, and smashed out!

"Bang!"

The dust rose again.

But……

Chen Songyang's fist was held tightly in Zhou Chen's hand.

Energy continued to explode in Zhou Chen's palm, leaving flesh and blood all over the place, blood dripping...

Everyone was stunned.

The six-star advanced Chen Songyang was actually blocked by Zhou Chen?

"Where are you going to hide this time?"

The whites of Zhou Chen's eyes were covered with blood, and wisps of madness gradually climbed up!

A huge amount of energy gathered in Zhou Chen's right fist, making a crackling sound.

Chen Songyang's face showed fear.

Crazy!

Zhou Chen is crazy!

He wants to die with me!

"No! You will die too!!" Chen Songyang roared.

"Then die together!!!"

A roar, like thunder!

Zhou Chen's fist carried a huge amount of white energy and smashed out like destruction!

"boom!"

Gravel flew everywhere, and white light filled the entire fighting arena!

The four deans of Tianwu took action again to resist this huge energy aftermath!

Mu Xinghe took a step forward and protected the platform.

Mo Hai suddenly stood up, his eyes sharp as torches, staring intently at the arena.

"Principal, Zhou Chen..."

A female medical staff asked worriedly.

Wang Jing remained silent. He was thinking of asking Zhou Chen to make an energy bomb to kill Chen Songyang.

But I didn't expect Zhou Chen to be so stubborn...

Don’t you know how to keep a distance and throw bombs to kill the opponent?

…

Finally, the white light dissipated.

Countless people's eyes were fixed on the arena.

How did it win?

Or... are both of them dead?

Mo Hai was also staring, but the dust and smoke were too thick, so even he could only see two blurry figures.

"There's still life, not dead..."

When Mo Hai sensed Chen Songyang's breath, he felt a little relieved.

If he's not dead, then he can still be saved.

Suddenly, Mo Hai's eyes widened and he roared, "You dare!!!"

"Bang!"

Another loud bang erupted in the dust and smoke!

The arena collapsed completely.

Mo Hai was furious and took a step forward!

Mu Xinghe, who was standing by, had already noticed it and punched Mo Hai.

"Principal Mo, this is a martial arts competition, outsiders are not allowed to interfere!"

At this moment, four large beams of light shot straight into the sky, and a huge spiritual force enveloped them!

The four deans were also warning him!

Wang Jing breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he died with low health.

Wang Jing looked at the collapsed arena and said speechlessly, "Who built this arena? It's so fragile... Old Su from the Logistics Department, next time, bring me some source gold to build a arena. Don't let outsiders say that my Tianwu Arena breaks at the slightest touch!"

This principal cannot afford to lose face, you know that! "

The logistics minister said nothing.

Source gold?

One pound of source gold is worth one hundred thousand yuan!

To build an arena the size of two basketball courts, the source gold must be calculated in tons at least, right?

Where does this crappy school get the money?!

Wang Jing felt a little embarrassed when he saw that no one was paying attention to him. He couldn't help but glared at the logistics director angrily: "Lao Su, did you hear that?"

Old Su said helplessly, "Principal, the school is short of funds, and you applied for 500 million yuan for medical expenses from the Logistics Department. Could you please make up the 500 million yuan owed first?"

Wang Jing: “…”

What? ?

Owe 500 million?

Are you sure I'm not investing 500 million?

Well... Investing in my own body is also an investment.

Wang Jing coughed twice and stopped talking about this topic.

Shame, so shameful!

The dignified Principal Wang actually owed 500 million yuan. If this were to be made public, it would be so hilarious that people would die.

…………

Mo Hai was in the air, staring at the collapsed arena, wondering what he was thinking.

The dust finally cleared, and two figures emerged.

only……

One figure was standing and the other was lying.

Chen Songyang's head was smashed, lifeless, and he became a headless corpse.

Similarly, Zhou Chen's arms were broken, and two silver bones fell into the rubble. His originally handsome face was reduced to bones on the right side, while there was still some flesh on the left side.

In short, still very tenacious.

"Xiao Xi, go set the bones." Wang Jing patted the female medical nurse Xiao Xi's shoulders, and 1,400 energy balls were transferred over.

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Xiao Xi was a little dazed. She felt so much energy suddenly surge into her body that she almost burst.

Principal...where does the principal get so much energy?

Xiao Xi couldn't hold so much energy, so she could only absorb some secretly, her face flushed.

When she ran to Zhou Chen, Xiao Xi quickly transferred her energy to him, and her body gradually felt better.

Picking up the two silver bones, Xiao Xi helped connect them and secretly said to Zhou Chen, "Good job!"

Zhou Chen smiled and looked towards Wang Jing.

Fortunately, he defended the glory of Tianwu.

…

However, Wang Jing's gaze fell on Mo Hai, his eyes half-closed.

Mo Hai was filled with murderous energy, his eyes were cold, and a dangerous aura gradually emanated from him.

Mu Xinghe and the four deans did not dare to relax at all and stared intently.

"Old Su, organize the students to leave, and let's go to Tianwu Town and Wudu." Wang Jing whispered.

Old Su was stunned, but when he saw the seriousness on Wang Jing's face, he nodded.

“Good! Very good!!”

Suddenly, Mo Hai burst into laughter, but his laughter was particularly terrifying!

With a wave of his hand, he collected the headless corpse on the ring.

Chen Songyang is dead.

No, Xin Hulu is dead!

His son is dead!!

Mo Hai's cold eyes suddenly shot towards Wang Jing, full of murderous intent!

Boom——

A flash of lightning and a roar of thunder!

Drops of rain as big as beans fell one by one, and finally turned into a downpour.

Wang Jing was still sitting in the wheelchair, motionless, looking at Mo Hai calmly.

The mental power swept over, but was blocked by Mu Xinghe.

Mu Xinghe reappeared beside Wang Jing, looking at Mo Hai with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Principal Mo, do you want to start a war?"

"Hahaha! So what if we start a war!"

Mo Hai laughed loudly, his face grim as he said, "Wang Jing, you are doomed today!!"

Not only Mu Xinghe's expression changed drastically.

The teachers and students of Tianwu and Zhenwu were all horrified!

Mo Hai is crazy?

Once you get on the ring, it’s a fight of life and death!

Chen Songyang died, and we can only blame it on his inferior skills!

Wang Jing leaned back in his chair, enjoying the massage from the female medical staff. He half-closed his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Xinlu, before you came to my Tianwu, did you make a coffin for yourself?"