Zhou Ming didn't speak, he was just thinking about how to kill this guy surnamed Mo, whether to kill him directly, or half to death?

This kind of scum is a waste of food.

"You actually look down on me!" Mo Chen saw that Zhou Ming was indifferent to his threatening words, and immediately went viral.

Once again, he lifted the knife in his hand and pounced on Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming had already decided at this time, let's kill it, there is no need to live for this scourge.

Shake the ground!

Zhou Ming threw a punch at Mo Chen, who was rushing towards him.

This punch is estimated to have a power of no less than 5,000 catties, and the power is very concentrated and destructive.

Such a punch, even if it was a medium-grade treasure weapon in Mo Chen's hand, could only be difficult to resist.

The quality of the treasure seems to be very good, but Mo Chen's strength is insufficient, and it is difficult for Mo Chen to continue to control the long knife in his hand under Zhou Ming's fist.

Soon, the long knife was knocked to the ground, and Zhou Ming's fist was unhindered.

Although the consumption of strength is extremely high, it is not a piece of cake to deal with a mere qi and blood martial artist.

Without the treasure weapon, Mo Chen suddenly became overwhelmed, and with Zhou Ming's fist that had already gone head-on, Mo Chen was even more heartbroken.

"You, what are you going to do! Don't you stop quickly, don't you know what my identity is? If I have three longs and two shorts, even the dean of the sports institute will not be able to protect you!"

Seeing that Zhou Ming's fist was about to hit him, Mo Chen hurriedly threatened.

When Zhou Ming heard Mo Chen's words, he was unmoved, and the fist in his hand was three points harder.

Boom!

A punch hit Mo Chen's chest hard.

Burst!

Mo Chen was like a kite with a broken string, constantly spurting blood while flying upside down.

By the time Mo Chen landed on the ground, Mo Chen was already covered in blood, and his consciousness seemed to be a little blurred.

However, when Zhou Ming walked towards Mo Chen, Mo Chen immediately became panicked, as if he wanted to avoid Zhou Ming, and kept retreating towards the rear.

But Mo Chen, who had fallen to the ground, kept retreating, and it was impossible to escape from Zhou Ming.

"You, don't come here! What are you going to do, my brother is the strongest low-level disciple, my grandfather is the dean of the Martial Academy, if anything happens, your whole family will be buried together!"

Zhou Ming just looked at Mo Chen coldly.

"Remember to bring your grandfather with you next time you make trouble, it's useless to threaten with words, no matter how strong your background is, you can't keep your behavior from dying!"

Zhou Ming raised his fist lightly, and he was about to fall, as long as this punch fell, Mo Chen would be beaten into pulp.

Seeing Zhou Ming's fist, Mo Chen was extremely afraid.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I can give you things, I have a lot of good things on me, there are a lot of golden tickets, give them to you, give them to you, as long as you don't kill me!"

"Kill you, these are mine!" Zhou Ming punched forward again.

At this time, many people were too scared to open their eyes.

"Crazy, he's crazy, doesn't he know that Mo Chen is the grandson of the dean?

"Yes, it's too impulsive, it's already a great sin to hurt Mo Chen, but he still wants to kill him?"

Everyone was frightened by Zhou Ming's methods, and couldn't believe that Zhou Ming really killed him.

Those people said well, but no one came forward to stop them, and after the death of a second ancestor, they felt much more comfortable in the future, and they didn't need to worry about being found by Mo Chen one day.

And what does Zhou Ming's fate have to do with them, after Mo Chen died, they didn't care whether Zhou Ming was dead or alive.

They were actually looking forward to Zhou Ming killing Mo Chen.

"Stop!" Suddenly, Zhou Ming's body shook slightly, and his movements slowed down suddenly.

It was such a momentary kung fu that Mo Chen, who was about to be killed by Zhou Ming's fist, was saved.

After finding out that he was rescued, Mo Chen cried loudly, crying and urinating at the same time, Mo Chen had never been so close to death.

"Young Master Mo Chen, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Mo Chen hurriedly replied.

And Zhou Ming was looking at the Spirit Gathering Realm martial artist in front of him, just now he was shocked by the other party's spiritual power, his whole body was a little disobedient, and the fist that was about to fall was blocked.

Zhou Ming looked at the person coldly, looking like a member of the escort team.

"Who are you, you actually dare to attack Young Master Mo Chen!"

The Spirit Gathering Realm martial artist in front of him asked loudly.

Zhou Ming didn't speak, and the other party was not blind, how could he not see the emblem on his body.

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Sports Academy! Do you think the Sports Academy will be able to protect you?"

Zhou Ming said coldly: "He and I are both disciples of Tianshuang Academy, according to the rules, I should kill him!"

"Should it be, I'll let you know what the rules are!"

This Spirit Gathering Realm actually wanted to make a move on Zhou Ming.

An extremely strong spiritual power pressed towards Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming did not retreat at all under the pressure of spiritual power, but continued to speak: "Before you start, you have to make sure that this guy can save your family!"

"I really can't kill him with you, but if you want to do something to me, you should weigh it carefully! Weigh whether it's worth it to bury me with your whole family and your own life!"

"This..."The captain of the Guardian of the Spirit Gathering Realm immediately hesitated.

According to the rules, he really shouldn't interfere, let alone shoot at the students' students, otherwise he would die.

However, rules are dead, as long as there is a background, this rule is nothing.

"What family are you from?"

"You don't care, if you want to attack me, come directly!" Zhou Ming said in a cold voice.

Seeing that Zhou Ming was so confident, this escort team Zhang kept retreating in his heart.

He is just a small person, and it is okay to bully Zhou Ming, who has a relatively low cultivation, but his status is far inferior to that of Zhou Ming's students.

"Kill him, kill him for me! I promise you'll be fine!"

At this time, Mo Chen suddenly said loudly.

Escort Zhang was immediately moved when he heard Mo Chen's words, to be honest, killing Zhou Ming was just a gesture, if he didn't need to pay the price, he would be very happy to sell Mo Chen a favor, I am afraid that Zhou Ming also has a background.

"He's just an ordinary gymnasium disciple, kill him, I'll keep you safe!" Mo Chen relieved himself and immediately began to shout.

"Mo Chen, I dare to kill you, do you think your guarantee is useful?" Zhou Ming sneered, "You'd better shut up for me, otherwise I'll immediately ask for a death battle and see where you run!"

Mo Chen's voice suddenly stopped, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

This is another rule, and it is also the biggest law in the Burning Sun Country.

Somewhat similar to the academy's low-level challenge to the high-level, as a country founded by force, the Lieyang Kingdom has such a rule: no one can stop the low-level and high-level death battles, otherwise it will be treason!

This is something that all the martial artists above the Spirit Realm in the Burning Sun Country approve of.

If this is violated, even the dean of the Martial Arts Academy will be unbearable, after all, the high-level of the Sports Academy will not let go of this opportunity to practice martial arts.