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Holyfield Lawrence coughed up blood when he landed, his eyes were filled with hatred and madness.

The blow just now almost killed him. If the defense was even weaker, his date would be cut off in two.

Even if most of the power is cancelled, there is still a deep blood groove from his chest to his lower abdomen.

From birth to now, this is the first time he has suffered such a big loss, and it is also the first time he has been so close to death.

"Damn untouchables, how dare you hurt the direct line of the Holyfield family, I will crush your bones and feed them to the dogs!"

Holyfield Lawrence struggled to get up, his face was ferocious and crazy, like a mad dog with malice.

"Grandma, come on, if I don't kill you, my surname will not be Wu!"

Although Wu Zhengcheng was not injured, his complexion was worse than that of Holyfield Lawrence.

He used unbearable strength, half of his spirit net was blown up, and there was not much energy left, so he had no choice but to desperately.

However, Wu Zhengcheng is not afraid of going all out, he is even more afraid of having no life to fight for.

Because as long as you work hard, it means a huge harvest. If you don't work hard one day, it means no profit.

Wu Zhengcheng has no resources, no contacts and no backers. He has no one to rely on, and can only rely on desperately to obtain resources.

This is the biggest difference between him and Jiang Mingyang.

Jiang Mingyang was forced to do his best, while Wu Zhengcheng took the initiative to do his best. Different mentality also created different styles.

Jiang Mingyang is desperately seeking to survive, while Wu Zhengcheng is desperately seeking to survive!
At the end of the two battles, Holyfield Hall laughed loudly and said, "We admit defeat in this battle."

Everyone was surprised at first, and then burst into outrage.

Changing people at the end of the crossbow, let another person use his intact body to torture and kill Wu Zhengcheng, who was at the end of the crossbow, this is simply insidious and despicable.

"Despicable! Shameless! The Holyfields are scum!"

"How can there be such a shameless person, the winner will be decided immediately, and they will be replaced!"

"What the hell, these ghosts are becoming more and more outrageous. They are the ones who provoke us, but they are still shameless!"

"Get out of Dongsheng, get out of Huaxia, shameless villains are not welcome here!"

Holyfield Lawrence also froze in place. Although he was a little unwilling, he obeyed the order and stepped down.

But Holyfield Hall said calmly, as if he didn't hear it, "Eddie, you go this time."

"Look carefully, I will kill him bit by bit."

Holyfield Eddie gave Bao Sichen a provocative smile, and then stepped onto the ring.

Standing on the ring, Holyfield Eddie enjoyed the tsunami-like accusations, first took a deep breath, and then let out a roar that shocked the audience.

"Shut up everyone!

The bet was made by you, and the fighting method was also agreed by you. We didn't break the rules of the game!
Only you who are incompetent, cowardly, and ignorant will blame others, accuse the strong of being too strong, and the strong will break the rules.

But this is the reality. For you, the Holyfield family is an insurmountable mountain. You can only protest and abuse powerlessly, but you can't change anything!

The weak must have the consciousness of the weak, and they must know how to be humble and humble when facing the strong.

As long as you swear that everyone in the Holyfield family will kneel down and say hello when they meet in the future, I will give Wu Zhengcheng a happy ending.

Ha ha ha ha……"

Holyfield Eddie laughed wildly, and the people who watched the live broadcast went crazy instantly.

"Master, what an idiot, kill him quickly!"

"I can't take it anymore, I want to slap him to death!"

"Let's change people too, we must not let the elite be humiliated!"

"Is Dongsheng crazy? Why didn't he change people? Why did Wu Zhengcheng die!"

The public was filled with righteous indignation, but the students on the stage were silent.

Their faces were distorted, their fists clenched and their nails inserted into their flesh, but it was of no help to the current predicament.

They are too weak to be opponents at all.

They are not afraid of death, nor are they afraid of being insulted, but at this time they are forced to fight on stage, not only will they be humiliated, but it will also embarrass Dongsheng Academy.

They have no one to replace for the time being, they can only watch Wu Zhengcheng desperately.

"Tch, a bunch of cowards. Since you don't change people, don't blame me for being cruel."

Holyfield Eddie sneered a few times, then turned to look at Wu Zhengcheng.

Wu Zhengcheng tried his best to stand up straight, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, how cruel are you?

You are so scared of me!
Even if Lao Tzu is at the end of his battle, he can bring you to the end together! "

Wu Zhengcheng had a ferocious face, a pair of tiger eyes full of evil spirit, the determination and will to die made Holyfield Eddie take half a step back involuntarily.

"Damn, I'm going to kill you!"

Holyfield Eddie exploded with murderous intent.

His majestic Mr. Eddie was actually scared off by a dying wild dog. This is an insult to his will!
Under the terrifying murderous aura, Wu Zhengcheng staggered in his steps, and it was already the limit to maintain a standing position. If he continued to fight, he would undoubtedly die!
But Wu Zhengcheng stood firm and unafraid, swayed and sang loudly: "Morning bells and evening drums, use fighting to cultivate your mind, use fighting to cultivate your character, use fighting to survive.

Martial arts practitioners of my generation only hear the morning bell, not the evening drum, only strive for the day and night, not the end of the year.

Fight for a lifetime, fight for a lifetime, don't care about honor or disgrace, don't ask for right or wrong, just for a clear conscience! "

The hoarse roar echoed in the martial arts arena, shaking the hearts of every student and every audience.

This is the martial artist of China, fighting for a lifetime, just for a clear conscience!

No joy in life, no fear in death!
For faith and hope, you can throw your head, shed your blood, and give up your life!
To be able to rise up for Dongsheng, to stand on top of the world for China, and to make the descendants of Yanhuang hold their chests high, Wu Zhengcheng is willing to die!
Just after Wu Zhengcheng finished yelling, all the students of Dongsheng College stood up proudly, shouting Dongsheng's school motto in unison with soaring pride and enthusiasm!
"Morning bells and evening drums, use fighting to cultivate your mind, use fighting to cultivate your character, use fighting to survive.

Martial arts practitioners of my generation only hear the morning bell, not the evening drum, only strive for the day and night, not the end of the year.

Fight for a lifetime, fight for a lifetime, don't care about honor or disgrace, don't ask for right or wrong, just for a clear conscience!

Just for a clear conscience, just for a clear conscience, just for a clear conscience..."

The waves of sound reverberate in the martial arts arena, and the sound hits the most vulnerable places in people's hearts, making people resonate with it and make their blood boil.

Like the morning bell and evening drum that cleanses the soul, it stirs people's patriotism and inspires everyone's fighting spirit.

The momentum of the crowd soared into the sky, shaking the birds and insects, shaking the wind and clouds, and shaking the sun to eclipse it.

This is the campus culture of Dongsheng College, and it is also a microcosm of the Chinese nation.

They are not afraid of hardships, difficulties, and death, and are even willing to sacrifice themselves, just for their illusory beliefs and wishes.

They do not believe in gods or ghosts, but worship their ancestors on their knees.

For the rise of China, for the descendants of Yan and Huang not to be bullied, and for the Chinese nation to return to its peak, they are willing to sacrifice themselves!
"Good! Good! Good!"

Holyfield Eddie showed a ferocious face. After looking around fiercely at everyone, he stared at Wu Zhengcheng and said with a grinning smile: "Today, I will kill your hopes with my own hands!"

Just when Holyfield Eddie was about to start, a lazy but exciting voice sounded...