In the classroom of the first (1) class of high school, Liu Mo, who was lying quietly, suddenly moved his fingers, and then a pitch-black flame boiling like water burned around his body, and black "blisters" continued to be produced in the pitch-black flames, which exploded one after another when they came to the surface of the flame, bringing the "injury energy" away from Liu Mo's body.

Under the influence of the black flame, Liu Mo's injuries seemed to be swallowed by the pitch-black flames, and he recovered more quickly.

The entire school building shook violently suddenly, and then an explosion exploded.

A fireball smashed directly into the classroom of the first (3rd) class of high school, and it was only two classrooms away from Liu Mo and them, less than twenty meters away.

"I'll go out and see!" Wu Gang was taken aback, he let go of Li Hui in his arms, took a bench and ran out of the classroom. Zhang Jin immediately followed, leaving a sentence of "I'll help", and he directly moved a table.

The classroom of the first (3) class of high school has become a ruin, and the students of (3) class will be shocked and overwhelmed when they return to see this appearance.

Ares sat on a hill made of rubble and scrap metal tables, chairs, and benches, and his body was covered in golden blood, especially in the area of his abdomen, where a charred area had appeared, apparently caused by the direct impact of the rocket.

Ares's breathing was a little rapid, and the momentum on his body had dissipated a little.

Hearing footsteps, Ares squinted his eyes and glanced to the right side of the hallway, where two human figures appeared, one with dark skin and a sturdy body, holding a bench in his hands, and the other following the big man with a thin figure, his arms propped up on a table, slowly pushing the table to this side.

As the god of war in ancient Greek mythology, Ares has a noble status and a proud heart, and under normal circumstances, he has never liked to attack ant-like humans, of course, this does not mean that he has not killed ordinary humans, on the contrary, the blood of ordinary humans stained by the hands of this god of war is definitely no less than that of other people of the same kind.

"Since you have met Uncle Ben, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck." Ares slowly stood up, and as Ares got up, a barrage of rubble rolled down behind him.

Drops of golden blood flowed on the ground, and Ares did not use his divine power to attack quickly, but slowly walked towards Wu Gang and Zhang Jin, dealing with two small human beings, just moving his fingers.

Wu Gang's eyes were on the ruins of the classroom of class (3), there was nothing on the ruins except for a puddle of golden liquid, so he frowned, and was thinking about whether to go forward to check it, and then keenly sensed that the crisis was coming, and there seemed to be something slowly approaching in front of him, and the hairs on Wu Gang's whole body almost stood upside down, which was the instinctive reaction of the weak to meet the strong.

"Wu Gang, look at the ground!" Zhang Jin reminded loudly.

Wu Gang looked over, and sure enough, he saw that drops of golden liquid were constantly dripping down on the ground, and it seemed that something was approaching him.

The sun in the sky emerged from the clouds, and the soft light slanted towards the teaching building of the first year of high school, the golden blood on the ground became more and more dazzling, and there was even an additional shadow of a human figure in the corridor.

With those golden liquids in the corridor and the extra shadows out of thin air, Wu Gang quickly locked onto the target, and threw the bench in his hand forward, and thanks to his good arm strength, the chair came out of his hand and smashed quickly on Ares's body that was harder than steel.

Ares was hit by the inconspicuous chair, and his body didn't even shake, and the two iron legs that the chair hit Ares bent on. Ares's brows furrowed slightly, and then he smiled contemptuously, mortals are really mortals, no matter how hard they struggle, they can't do any harm to themselves,

"Wu Gang, throw the table!" Zhang Jin pushed the table to Wu Gang's side with both hands, and then moved another table from the classroom through the window next to him, providing Wu Gang with ammunition.

Wu Gang picked up the table that Zhang Jin pushed over, and threw it out again directly in front of him, with a sound that really hit, and then the table that Wu Gang threw out with all his strength actually floated in the air.

Wu Gang opened his mouth slightly, he never believed in ghosts and gods, and even showed a look of disdain when his old man had to incense the statue of the God of Wealth in the store every day, but at this time Wu Gang believed that there was indeed something unknown in this world.

Ares easily caught the smashed table, then hugged it with both hands, and the table was crushed into a ball of scrap metal with a horrific "click" sound, and then discarded by Ares in the rubble behind him.

Wu Gang swallowed his saliva, and instead of taking the "ammunition" that Zhang Jin continued to replenish, he subconsciously took several steps back, and said to Zhang Jin not far behind him without looking back: "Hurry up, go quickly." ”

In the classroom of the first (1) class of high school, Liu Mo, who was lying quietly on several desks and pieced together into a "big bed", suddenly opened his eyes, and the dark flames around him that ordinary people could not perceive were all retracted into his body at once, and then Liu Mo suddenly bounced up on the table, his face was full of vigilance, and the momentum of the whole person changed suddenly, and his mind was like hiding mountains and seas, unfathomable and immeasurable.

Li Hui and Mu Nianci looked at Fang Cai with a look of surprise as if he was bouncing up like an acrobat, and Liu Mo, who was now kneeling on one knee on the table, looked at each other.

Liu Mo didn't notice Li Hui and Mu Nianci beside him, at this time, his body and spirit had almost recovered, and all his attention was locked on the corridor that was almost just a wall away from him, on the imposing body.

"Ares!" Liu Mo gritted his teeth, flew up directly, and shuttled between the windows two or three meters away, this scene was like an exaggerated show off scene in an action movie.

In the corridor, Ares slowly stepped forward, Wu Gang and Zhang Jin slowly retreated, but because of the gap in their steps, the former finally approached the latter, and just when Ares stretched out a palm and was about to directly pinch Wu Gang's head, a figure burst out of Ares's right window, and then gave Ares a hard blow.

"Knock", "knock", "knock", Ares took three steps back from the hallway, and let out three sounds like a drum.

"Liu Mo, are you okay?" Wu Gang looked at Liu Mo, who was squatting in front of him and holding a pitch-black long stick, and was overjoyed.

"Wu Gang, this kind of thing is not something you can get involved in, you leave the school quickly, this guy will be handed over to me!" Liu Mo said rhetorically, his tone was so solemn that people couldn't question it in the slightest.

Wu Gang nodded, didn't say anything more, grabbed Zhang Jin's arm behind him, and then said to Li Hui and Mu Nianci in the classroom: "Let's retreat!" ”

Eaten again and again, the god of war, who was already very tyrannical, could no longer suppress the anger that burned madly in his body, even if Liu Mo's vitality again made Ares a little surprised and excited, but this could not stop his anger from reaching the peak of the battle to the present, Ares looked up to the sky and roared, and the breath on his body also climbed to the peak again, and then the entire teaching building of the first year of high school trembled, it seemed that Ares wanted to destroy the teaching building directly.

Liu Mo calmed down, rushed forward a few steps, and stabbed Ares in the mouth with a stick, preventing the other party from letting out the roar carrying a large amount of destructive energy again, and then flew and kicked directly on Ares' strong chest muscles, but it was violently rebounded back.

Liu Mo pumped his stick back, and took a few steps back in the corridor, but his eyes became more and more cautious and aggressive.

Ares jumped up in the air, the top of his head almost close to the ceiling, and then slammed down with both fists in a hammer shape, and before the punch arrived, the wind had arrived.

Liu Mo raised the coiling dragon black stick with both hands to block it, but just Ares's fierce wind had already caused Liu Mo's blood and qi to be disordered, and it was even more suppressed that Liu Mo's body bent rapidly, and his feet sank into the cement floor as much as three or four centimeters, Liu Mo's qi and blood surged, and his body, which had already recovered from eight or nine inseparables, was once again subjected to strong momentum and coercion, and he was almost about to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Ares's powerful hammer fists almost exerted all the strength of his body on Liu Mo.

A deafening sound exploded, and the two figures directly penetrated the ground of the upper and lower corridors, and smashed into the entrance of the first floor of the first high school teaching building.

Liu Mo still maintained the movement of holding the stick above his head with both hands, as steady as Mount Tai, but the tiger's mouths on both hands had cracked, leaving two lines of blood.

Ares withdrew his fists and threw a right hook at the left side of Liu Mo's head, the punch was so fast that there was even a dark flame on the fist.

Liu Mo clenched the coiled dragon black stick in his right hand, his arms were blocked on the left side of his head, Ares's punching speed no longer allowed him to dodge or find an opportunity to use the pace of the ghost shadow, and if he dodged, maybe the other party still had a back hand, such as the huge range of Gangfeng at the beginning, so Liu Mo thought about simply going head-to-head with it, but he also had the physical fitness of a B-level god butcher, and he was seriously injured by Ares's punch at the beginning, but his inner battle intent was not fully condensed, so he didn't exert all his strength to defend, I was caught off guard.

In fact, what Liu Mo didn't know was that the ability and physical fitness he showed at this time were no longer just B-level.

The fist with the obscure flame was in direct contact with the defense formed by Liu Mo's arms crossed, and an invisible energy fluctuation like ripples on the surface of the lake was generated from the contact point, and the edge spread out towards the sky and the ground respectively, and the edge of the energy fluctuation was like the sharpest blade in the world, cutting all the corridors and ceilings of the teaching building above that blocked the way, and a narrow trace of half a finger's width appeared at Liu Mo's feet.

Liu Mo was punched by Ares, and it felt like he was directly hit by a cannonball, and there was an unbearable roar in his left ear, and at the same time, his entire body flew out, and finally smashed on the playground where there were no more grasses.

From the playground to the gymnasium, from the gymnasium to the school building, I returned to the original place again.

Liu Mo just barely stood up after he landed, and Ares's fist came again, I have to say that this god of war's fighting style is really extremely decisive and ruthless, as long as he succeeds, he will not give the other party the slightest chance, which is similar to Su Ying's high-speed combo.

Resisting another punch firmly, Liu Mo had no chance to dodge at this time, Ares's left and right fists hit like a torrential rain, and he couldn't dodge at all, so he could only resist the opponent's punch after punch simply and roughly, just like competing with Ares for the hardness of his body.

In fact, not only Liu Mo felt amazing because he could feel the power of Ares more and more clearly, but Ares's heart was also full of surprise, you must know that he can hit the steel plate of the car in this ever-changing world with one punch directly dented, and the kid in front of him clearly couldn't even hold his own punch at the beginning of the battle, and then he was knocked unconscious by his own whip leg. And now he has made more than a dozen punches in a row, and it is not an exaggeration to say that these dozen punches can directly bombard a light armored tank in the world today, but now it seems that this kid has no signs of checkmate death, and he can still continue to take his fists, and it is clear that every punch of his own is gradually increasing his strength, but the impact of each punch on the kid in front of him seems to be getting smaller and smaller, which is really incredible.

"Click, click, click..."

Continuing to endure the rain speed and the power of the cannonball's punches, Liu Mo felt that the blood in his body became more and more hot, and then a steady stream of power poured out, as if his bloodline was improving.