This guy called Atay... It's fierce.

The bloody fighting scenes are always the most impressive.

Ah Tai only hit a few punches to Zhao Zicheng's success in several fights.

At this time, the arena has become more and more chaotic.

The five members of the Ink Academy have become the focal point of the central area.

But the problem is that the cooperation between the five people is unusually tacit, decisive and never ink.

I also know how to save physical strength to the greatest extent.

And unusually proficient in how to fight group battles.

After the life-and-death battle with the school gate, everyone seems to have reached a new level, and it is easy to deal with this again.

It's obviously five dozen hundred...

But it's like a one-sided crush.

The whole game lasted only ten minutes.

Come as fast as you go.

Only the five people from the Ink Academy were still standing on the field, even if they were injured, even if their physical strength was also exhausted, they supported each other, and worked hard to straighten their waists, proud of the audience.

Proving to the world, the Ink Academy...

Why can all the academies be suppressed, generation after generation!

The audience applauded thunderously.

Yu Sheng silently withdrew the stuffy stick, looking at the few people around him, the original somewhat empty heart seemed to have opened up a small corner, and a few more people lived in.

And once, in this corner... Only her in the City of Sin, and... Liu Qingfeng.

Perhaps, these people who are put into their hearts are the people who are worth guarding in the days to come.

'Bang! ’

With a muffled sound, the ceremonial tube exploded.

The golden flakes in the sky swayed from the air and fell on the five teenagers on the field.

The road ahead is long, at least at this moment, there are people around.

This is a blessing in life.

"Ink Academy!"

"Awesome!"

Zhao Zicheng fell on the stretcher, shouted hard at the top of his voice, laughed, and unconsciously, a tear crossed the corner of his eye.

He was glad.

I'm glad I was able to get on that bus.

He was even more glad.

Glad that despite the opposition of his family, he chose to join the Ink Academy.

The world says that the ink academy is dangerous, but...

If you haven't really experienced it, how do you know what you have seen when you sweat it, how you have fought side by side, how you have walked the torch inheritance road together, standing on the demon pass in that town, what you see... The most beautiful sunset.

This...

Maybe it's the Ink Academy.

This...

Maybe it's youth.

Whether the future is dangerous or not, no matter how long the road is, at least for now...

Standing in the center of the stage, it is we who are seen by the world!

Even if you die in battle one day, but after all... Once brilliant.

"Heh..."

"I'll open your eyes today."

"This is what I did, master... The most failed business. ”

"Do you know how much it is?"

"That's enough to start a business 20 times!"

Pointing to Xu Yuanqing, who had brought his own pillow and fell asleep in the corner, Sun Wen smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

As Sun Wen's voice fell...

In mid-air, a six-time Awakened flew by, and the flames ended.

Controlled by energy, suspended in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, behind the auditorium of the venue, a Liujue also got up, his fingers sketching in midair.

On the flames in mid-air, words appeared out of thin air.

'Ink Academy'

'Win the championship! ’

Then, the two joined forces, and the flame turned into a giant dragon, rushed into the sky, and fell vertically, constantly flying around the venue, showing the posture of a king.

"Two six-time awakened ones, reward..."

"3 million!"

Sun Wen chuckled and nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the visuals.

"Xu Datou woke up, knowing that if you don't look for him in this business, he can kill you."

Suddenly, on the stretcher, Zhao Zicheng opened his mouth quietly.

Sun Wen's body stiffened.

Subconsciously looked in Xu Yuanqing's direction and made sure that the person was still asleep, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Escaped.

"Don't tell him!"

Sun Wen said vigilantly.

As he spoke, the fire dragon rushed towards the position of several people in the arena, and when it was near, it suddenly exploded, turning into a rain of light and pouring on several people.

Regaining their strength.

It also obscures the audience's view.

Three seconds later...

The ground shook, and the dirt under the feet of several people suddenly rose, forming a humanoid boulder.

Everyone in the Ink Academy stood on this palm, constantly rising into the air.

"This one is more expensive."

"Seven senses, please, 5 million."

"And people don't even show their faces, it's a shame."

Sun Wen reported the price with a painful face.

Around the venue, the ceremonial flowers bloomed, even during the day, it looked dazzling.

"Flowers, 500,000."

"Labor cost, 10,000."

Sun Yingying in the judges' seat coughed twice, got up, tidied up his clothes, and sneakily glanced at Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan, and in the blank eyes of the two, they rose to the sky.

Parallel to the few people in the palm of his hand.

"Sun Yingying Zhumo Academy, Sun Wen, Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng, Mu Yu, Lin Xiaoxiao, Atai, Dabai, all the way to Changhong, promoted to become rich, every year has today, every year has today."

"One day, for the backbone of my human race!"

Sun Yingying covered his face, and the old voice continued to echo from mid-air.

"My grandpa is the blackest..."

"Just these two lines, it cost me 50 million..."

Sun Wen looked downish on life, and sighed, as if he was no longer in love.

But it soon became exciting again.

"But..."

"Let him read the greeting to me, it's so cool!"

"It's worth it!"

"What are you doing with this thing of money, pretending to be forced at a critical time, and your whole body is transparent."

Sun Wen grinned and smirked, and then lifted Zhao Zicheng on the stretcher beside him: "What's the matter, don't you have face." ”

"Look at me and ask him to add a few sentences!"

Zhao Zicheng grinned in pain and glared at Sun Wen angrily.

And Sun Wen looked at Sun Yingying, and was full of spirit: "Grandpa, 30 million, fill in a few more words." ”

"Just say... Hmm..."

"Thank you to the great Gold Ingot Group for sponsoring this event, and thank you to Mr. Sun Wen, Senior President and Chairman of the Golden Ingot Group, for his strong support to the human race."

"One day, Sun Wen will surpass me and lead the human race farther and farther."

"I, Sun Yingying, admit that I am not as good as Sun Wen."

Sun Wen was still talking freely, and Sun Yingying's face on the opposite side became darker and darker.

Fists clenched.

The murderous aura gradually spread in the air.

Sun Wen didn't notice it yet, and he was still thinking about new lines until...

I saw the death stare from Sun Yingying.

Body stiffness.