The king grasped the scepter in his right hand and leaped forward.

I saw that the cane grew in the wind, and after a while, it turned into an extremely long stick, and the tail of the stick was propped up on the ground below the viewing platform in a timely manner, and the king landed steadily in the No. 7 ring where Mo Ying's body was like a pole vault.

The pole moved, this kind of action that didn't sound very elegant, and the king still did it so solemnly and solemnly.

When the king landed, his staff returned to its original state, and he raised his hand and struck the ground twice with his staff.

"Knock, knock. ”

Although it was a small sound, it was not drowned out by screams and cries, but as if it had magical power, it attracted the attention of everyone present.

The children seemed to have found their hearts and looked in the direction of the king.

They needed an explanation of why Black Eagle could ignore the rules of the world and challenge Mo Ying by taking advantage of people's danger, why the circle around Black Hawk's neck still glowed with pure white light, and why the king suddenly shot an arrow to kill Mo Ying.

"Ahem. The king coughed twice, and the audience was silent, and a pair of big black eyes stared at the king, as if they were waiting for the king's explanation.

"Black Hawk. The king did not explain anything to the children, but called out the name of the black eagle.

The black eagle, who had been standing near Mo Ying's corpse with a sword before, moved his wrist slightly, and used the tip of the sword to pick open the clothes around Mo Ying's neck, revealing the latter's collar.

The king threw down the scepter that he had been holding in his hand against Mo Ying's collar, and the rapid movement of his hands drew a burst of afterimages in the air, forming one complex handprint after another.

"Broken!"

At the end of the last handprint, the king kept a strange posture and pushed hard in the direction of Mo Ying, and a huge word "break" appeared in the air, and with the direction of the king's force, it came out of his hand, and it was with a faint sound of breaking the air, and he quickly hit Mo Ying.

The moment the word fell on Mo Ying's body, with that word as the center, it spread outward circle after circle, which was visible to the naked eye. The fluctuation energy is extremely strong, and the boy closest to here was actually hit by this fluctuation and fell to the ground, which shows that Mo Ying is undoubtedly affected by a stronger energy impact at this time.

Everyone here is a martial arts practitioner, and their eyesight is strong. With a clearly audible sound like glass breaking, everyone saw that the white light on Mo Ying's original collar gradually dissipated like fragments, revealing the extremely pure black inside.

"Black, black! He's a demon!!"

"Demons!!"

I don't know who shouted first with a distorted voice, and everyone panicked to activate their abilities, or picked up their weapons and protected them in front of them, screaming and protecting themselves with trembling hands.

This is 10,000 times more exciting than seeing someone kill with your own eyes.

Demons, creatures that only exist in the storybook, are now alive in front of their eyes, and the pure black collar is the best proof of their evil deeds.

Although Mo Ying is dead now, after all, he has been with them for so long, and when everyone thought that there was a demon staying among them all day today, their hair immediately stood on end, and they broke out in a cold sweat.

Especially the few people who had fought with Mo Ying, they couldn't even stand on their feet at this time, and sat on the ground with weak legs, and they were afraid for a while, thinking that it was good that they didn't provoke the demon and were killed by him. But he still uses his own ability to protect himself tightly.

Wang Jin looked at Mo Ying, who was lying there quietly, and the hand holding the giant sword tightened, so tight that his fingertips were a little white.

He took a deep look at Mo Ying's black collar, "phew", and spat viciously on the ground.

After a while, Wang Jin's hands began to relax, returning to their previous appearance, and his face also returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, but there was disgust in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Waiting for the children to scream, the king spoke: "You see, this king has received information before, this son is a small work sent by the demon kingdom, the purpose is to infiltrate our country to obtain news, so that the evil plan of the demon army can succeed in the future!"

"This king is fortunate to have the guidance of a master, learned to crack his disguised Demon Breaking Seal, and obtained this Demon Breaking Bow, so that he can shoot this wingman in one fell swoop. The king opened his left hand, and a pure golden bow appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand, the same one he was holding when he shot Mo Ying.

"As for Black Hawk, I am not a candidate for this entrance exam, but this king has been placed by you in advance, one is to find a suitable opportunity to cooperate with me in this shooting, and the other is to protect you from being killed by this demon. The king went on to explain.

"Now that this son is dead, please rest assured. I'm sorry to frighten you. The king politely placed his right hand on his left chest, bent down and apologized, and cooperated with the corpse at his feet, how strange it looked.

It's just that this picture is in the eyes of everyone, but the king is more and more heroic, with the previous king's speech, as well as the humble apology, everyone feels like they have seen the savior, and the worship of the king in their hearts has risen to a certain level at this time.

After hearing that the king himself said that Mo Ying was dead, everyone's pale faces softened a little.

The day was simply magical.

First, he happily participated in the entrance test of the once-in-fifty-year day academy, and successfully passed the first round and successfully entered the academy, saw the wonder of the hollow mountain, and then carried out a hearty battle, but suddenly saw a person die, and the dead person was still a demon that only existed in legends, and he was bowed and apologized by the king. This random thing alone is enough for them to talk about it for a long time.

The nervous and frightened emotions on the field began to ease, and some of the bold ones had begun to walk in the direction of Mo Ying, ready to observe Mo Ying.

Pure-blooded demons, who has ever seen this, must take a good look, and may not have a chance to see it again in the future.

After all, they are all half-grown children, with little knowledge and strong curiosity, but how can the adults like Zhao Qing present let these children get close to Mo Ying?

After all, they had never seen a demon, and no one knew what the consequences of approaching him would be, and what would happen if they were assimilated.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qing and Dean Yu immediately began to organize discipline on the field. Those who are promoted go to Dean Yu to report, and those who are not promoted go to Zhao Qing to listen to the next arrangements, but the unification is that it is forbidden to contact Mo Ying.

The two of them carefully explained to each of the children, warning them not to mention anything about Mo Ying to anyone after they went out here. After all, if such a major event spreads, it will definitely cause panic throughout the country.

After receiving everyone's affirmative answers, the two showed a relieved smile.

It seemed that everything was quiet and peaceful again, and no one noticed that the black light on Mo Ying's collar and the blood flowing from his forehead were strangely entangled at this time, slowly absorbed by the ground under him.