Once upon a time there was a demon pass

This guy named Artest... so fierce.

The bloody fighting scenes are always the most impressive.

Artest hit Zhao Zicheng's success in just a few punches.

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

The five people from Mo Academy have become the focus of the central area.

But the problem is that the cooperation between the five people is extremely tacit, and they act decisively without ink marks.

It also knows how to save energy to the greatest extent.

And very proficient in how to fight in groups.

After the life-and-death battle of guarding the school gate, everyone seemed to have stepped up to a new level, and faced this kind of situation again, it was easy to deal with it.

Obviously five dozen hundred...

But it looks like a one-sided crush.

The entire game only lasted 10 minutes.

Come fast, go fast.

Only five people from Mo Academy were left standing on the field. Even though their bodies were injured and their physical strength was also exhausted, they supported each other, tried their best to straighten their backs, and looked down upon the audience.

It proves to the world that Mo Academy...

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

The audience applauded thunderously.

Yu Sheng retracted his sap silently, looked at the few people around him, it seemed that a small corner had been opened up in his originally somewhat empty heart, and a few more people lived in it.

And once, in this corner... only her from Sin City, and... Liu Qingfeng.

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

'boom! '

With a muffled sound, the fireworks tube exploded.

Gold flakes swayed from mid-air and landed on the five teenagers on the field.

The road ahead is long, at least for this moment, there are people walking by my side.

This is already a blessing in life.

"Ink Academy!"

"Brilliant!"

Zhao Zicheng fell on the stretcher, screaming at the top of his voice, laughing loudly, and before he knew it, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

He is very happy.

Glad I was able to get on that bus.

He is even more fortunate.

Fortunately, I chose to join the Mo Academy regardless of my family's opposition.

Everyone says Mo Academy is dangerous, but...

If you don't really experience it, how do you know, the sweat shed in it, the battles we fought side by side, the road of torch inheritance we walked together, and the most beautiful sunset I saw when I stood at the gate of the town.

This...

Maybe it's Mo Academy.

This...

Maybe it's youth.

No matter how dangerous the future is, no matter how long the road is, at least now...

It is us who stand in the center of the stage and are seen by the world!

Even if he died in battle one day, after all... he was once brilliant.

"Ah..."

"Today I will open your eyes."

"This is my...my worst business failure."

"Do you know how much it is?"

"Enough for Xu Datou to start his own business 20 times!"

Pointing to Xu Yuanqing who was sleeping soundly in the corner with his own pillow, Sun Wen smiled and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

As Sun Wen's voice fell...

In mid-air, a six-time awakened person flew over, and the flames ended.

Controlled by energy, suspended in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, behind the auditorium in the venue, a Liujue also got up, his fingers sketching in mid-air.

On the flame in mid-air, words appeared one after another 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, fell vertically, and danced around the venue continuously, showing the posture of a king.

"Two six-time awakeners, reward..."

"300 million!"

Sun Wen chuckled, and nodded satisfied with the visual effect.

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

Suddenly, on the stretcher, Zhao Zicheng spoke quietly.

Sun Wen's body froze.

Subconsciously looking in Xu Yuanqing's direction, making sure he was still asleep, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Escaped.

"Don't tell him!"

Sun Wen said vigilantly.

While speaking, the fire dragon rushed towards the positions of several people on the field, and when it was approaching, it suddenly exploded, turning into light rain, and showering on several people.

recovering their strength.

It also blocks the view of the audience.

three seconds later...

The ground shook, and the soil under the feet of several people suddenly rose up, forming a huge boulder in the shape of a human.

Everyone in the Mo Academy stood on this palm and kept flying into the sky.

"This one is more expensive."

"Please Qijue, 500 million."

"And they don't even show their faces, it's embarrassing."

Sun Wen reported the price with a painful face.

Around the venue, fireworks are blooming, even in the daytime, it looks dazzling.

"Fireworks, 50."

"Labor cost, 1."

Sun Yingxiong in the judges' seat coughed twice, got up, straightened his clothes, glanced furtively at Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan, and in the blank eyes of the two, they soared into the sky.

Parallel to the people on the palm.

"Sun Yingxiong wishes Mo Academy, Sun Wen, Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng, Mu Yu, Lin Xiaoxiao, Artai, Dabai, all the way to Changhong, get promoted and get rich, every year has today, every year has today."

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

Sun Yingxiong covered his face, and the old voice kept echoing from mid-air.

"My grandpa is the darkest..."

"Just these two lines cost me 5000 million..."

Sun Wen looked down on life and let out a long sigh, as if there was nothing left to love.

But soon became excited again.

"but..."

"It's so cool to let him read the congratulatory speech to me!"

"It's worth the money!"

"Why do you keep the money? When it's critical, you pretend to be aggressive and transparent."

Sun Wen grinned stupidly, and then mentioned Zhao Zicheng who was on the stretcher beside him: "How about it, don't you have face."

"Look at me asking him to add a few sentences!"

Zhao Zicheng grinned in pain and glared at Sun Wen.

Sun Wen, on the other hand, looked at Sun Yingxiong and said in high spirits, "Grandpa, 3000 million, please fill in a few more words."

"Just say...um..."

"Thanks to the great Jin Yuanbao Group for sponsoring this event, and thanks to the senior president and chairman of Jin Yuanbao Group, Mr. Sun Wen 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 Yingxiong, admit that I am not as good as Sun Wen."

Sun Wen was still talking eloquently, but the face of Sun Yingxiong on the opposite side was getting darker and darker.

Fists clenched.

Murderous aura gradually filled the air.

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

Saw the death stare from Sun Yingxiong.

The body is stiff.