Failed to escape the tribulation and returned to Earth to attend college

The audience watching Arena No. 019 was silent for a moment, and then screamed in panic. The screams attracted the attention of others, and everyone asked what happened.

The director promptly called up the replay.

Viewers also screamed in horror as they watched Quick inexplicably explode on the screen.

"Oh my god, what happened? How did Quick turn into a ball of blood mist?"

"It's so scary. The other contestant didn't even move. Did he explode it himself?"

"Did a mysterious force break in? We won't explode like Quaker, right?"

"Why does this scene look familiar? I seem to have seen these red fireworks on a mysterious website..."

The crowd was buzzing.

On the second floor, Franklin and others lost their usual composure and gathered in front of the big screen with shock on their faces.

With their state of mind, they could only see clearly that Quick exploded inexplicably, but could not find the reason.

"...Have you discovered anything?" Franklin asked in a deep voice.

Everyone shook their heads in unison, with solemn expressions.

"Where is Lord Henry?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't see it clearly either. The only thing that's certain is that Jincheng Liu didn't take action because I couldn't sense any spiritual energy fluctuations on his body."

Henry stared at the screen.

"..." Everyone fell into silence again.

"Bishop Newman, I apologize for what I just said. You are right. Something strange did appear in the underground arena. Whether it is this Jincheng Sixth Master or Disciple or something else, you have done a good job. If we don't come today, I'm afraid... Something big is going to happen.”

Franklin turned around and apologized.

"Don't say that, Lord Franklin, this is my responsibility."

Newman put his right hand on his chest, a little panicked. Then he called a bunny girl and said, "Don't be stunned, send the next person to the stage! Let's see who is doing the trick!"

The bunny girl followed the order and left. The senior leaders of the ring simply stopped sitting and gathered around the big screen, staring at Chen Xun on the ring.

The second person was an unlucky Italian named Ricardo. When he approached the ring, he seemed to be able to smell the smell of Quick's blood in the air, and he couldn't help but be frightened.

Ricardo lost the dignity of a monk and climbed onto the ring in embarrassment. He asked with a sad face, "The host, the referee, and Mr. Jin, I, can I surrender and surrender?"

Unfortunately, he was destined to get no answer.

The moment Ricardo stepped onto the ring, he exploded into a ball of blood mist with the same "bang" sound!

Exactly like Quaker, the two bright red balloons even had slightly overlapping trajectories.

"Ahhh! There is a ghost, there is a ghost!"

"What is going on? Why did everyone on stage explode? Who is responsible? Mr. Jin, please say something!"

"I don't want to watch anymore. I want to go home! It's too scary here. I don't want to turn into a ball of red gas!"

There was a commotion in the audience.

People who participate in the underground arena are bloodthirsty and even more cherish their lives. What you desire is the blood of others, but what you cherish is your own life.

When they see people fighting each other to the death, they scream in celebration and spend huge sums of money just for a big gamble. But if they are under the threat of death, they will be frightened and want to escape.

"Everyone sit tight."

Chen Xun spoke at this time. His voice was not loud, but it miraculously reached everyone's ears. "Everyone who sits well will be fine."

"next."

Hearing what he said, everyone knew for sure that the two red blood mist just now must have come from the hands of this young man.

"Fuck you, you told me to sit down and I just sat down? I have a net worth of 60 billion US dollars, there is no way I am in danger! Farewell!"

An old Mediterranean man strode toward the gate, followed closely by his three bodyguards, who looked around warily.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the old man instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist, which floated onto the faces of the bodyguards.

But Chen Xun still stood with his hands behind his back, not even looking at him.

"Bastard!"

The bodyguards were furious. Their level was as high as A-level and they collected 500 million US dollars in fees every year. They actually watched their boss die suddenly in front of them and were helpless!

The leader cursed angrily:

"Japanese dog, you dare to attack our boss?! You restrict personal freedom and kill innocent people indiscriminately. This is a diplomatic incident between Japan and America!"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he also exploded into a ball of blood mist.

In an instant, the two disappeared into thin air.

Everyone immediately sat down, sitting upright, like primary school students being inspected by the teacher. No one dared to say a word.

On the second floor, Franklin and others' eyes were almost glued to the screen. Their eyes were splitting, but they still couldn't see clearly how Chen Xun took action.

"Fake! What the hell is going on? If it was Jinchengliu who made the move, why was there not a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation? How could he? Franklin roared angrily.

"Who else could be there besides him? This guy is quite terrifying. I guess the ban issued by the Emperor may have something to do with him." Hans said in a deep voice.

"What to do next? Our people are going to die if they go up there. If we force them to go on stage again, we will push them into hell. I'm afraid the whole team will lose their support." Newman frowned.

"Death is not scary. The only thing I'm afraid of in the underground arena is that some people will not die..."

Franklin gritted his teeth and said, "But this kind of meaningless death will only cause panic, both for the thugs and the audience. If everyone stops coming in the future, that is a loss we cannot accept! We must deal with this person as soon as possible, or kill him Either give him seven consecutive victories and get out!”

Newman waved to a bunny girl and told him, "Ask him if he is willing to jump to a higher level challenge. If he is willing, no matter it is S level or SS level, as long as he can kill this person, choose any item from the treasure house!"

The bunny girl took the order and left.

"If even the SS level can't kill this person, then... we can only activate those things underground..."

Hans whispered.

There was a moment of silence at his words.

Everyone present knows that the things underneath are the foundation of the arena and are meant to play a big role on the battlefield. They are also the foundation they have accumulated over countless days and nights.

Do you really want to waste it on such an accident?

At this time, Chen Xun on the screen suddenly turned his head, looked at the monitor, and said coldly, "I want you to sit tight, do you want to die?"

"Mist grass!"

Franklin and others were shocked. The young man on the screen seemed to be looking at them from a distance, and his indifferent eyes seemed to see through all the secrets in everyone's hearts.

"Thank you, thank you, who are you trying to scare? I am an SSS-level expert, so I am not someone to be scared of!"

Franklin became so angry that he quickly found a chair and sat down, cursing.

"..."

Newman and others also returned to their seats, feeling very frightened.

Did he know he was being watched?

That look seemed to penetrate the screen, directly seeing everyone's life and death...

This feeling was weird and terrifying, making them feel on pins and needles.

Three SSS-level powerhouses and three SS-level powerhouses were actually so frightened by the look in the eyes of a young man that they sat down in a row. If word spread, it would probably make people laugh out loud.

Newman gripped the armrest tightly and swallowed hard. His fear was palpable and he wished he could tie himself up with a seat belt.

"Bishop Newman, you are too timid."

Franklin said with some contempt.

Newman looked at his trembling legs and said slowly, "No, sir... I suddenly thought that this boy who just said he wanted to break through the underground ring might not just be talking about it..."