If everyone could still use his natural divine power as an excuse for Han Jiang's victory, then Mu Chentu's complete victory left everyone in a huge shock.
Zong Yue's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Muchen Tu on the ring. Even the deputy dean who was talking to him at the side had his eyes on the ring at this moment.
The vice-president looked at Mu Chentu, but there was no image of this young man in his mind.
But with such strength, one should not remain unknown.
However, before the vice-dean could figure it out, he received a message from someone and hurriedly left the martial arts field.
Mu Chentu jumped off the ring in front of everyone's astonished eyes, put the war hammer behind his back, and raised his hand to Liu Shaobai.
"Disciple, fortunately you have lived up to your destiny."
Disciple?
At this moment, everyone discovered that the ninth class called Liu Shaobai not mentor, but master.
One word difference, but a world of difference.
Can……
Isn’t this Liu Shaobai a fool?
Lu Youtang, who was still surprised by the appearance of Class 9, couldn't help but be slightly startled after seeing Mu Chentu's strength. He subconsciously said: "Hey, when did Class 9 have such a famous figure? Why didn't you hear about it before?
Did you say that?”
After saying that, Lu Youtang looked at Mo Wangsheng, and at this glance, he found...
Mo Wangsheng's eyes had been locked on Liu Shaobai the moment he appeared.
In the eyes of everyone, the boys from Class 9, who have always been like ants, have been victorious one after another. They pinned two people from Class 9 to the ground and beat them wildly.
This scene completely subverted everyone's worldview.
Wei Lin, who had been spreading Han Jiang's natural supernatural power as an excuse before, his eyes were full of shock after seeing Mu Chentu's strength.
"Wei Lin, is this Muchen Tu so strong?" The boy from Class 8 subconsciously asked Wei Lin, who came out of Class 9.
Wei Lin's expression was very stiff. Mu Chentu's strength was not ranked high even in Class 9.
Can……
How could he defeat the first class of people?
While everyone was talking about it, the students of Class 9 had once again entered the arena and continued to challenge Class 1, which was firmly on the throne.
However, the next few games pushed the entire martial arts training ground to the peak of noise.
The students from Class 9 entered the ring one after another, but on the ring, the students who were fighting against them could not even win a single victory.
The students of Class 9, who were once considered a shame by the college and wanted to be eliminated quickly, seemed to be a new group of people today. Each one of them made fierce moves and had tricky tricks. In just a few back and forth, the students of Class 1 were already defeated.
The students were forced into a desperate situation and did not give the opponent any chance to make a comeback.
As the group of people were defeated one after another, Zong Yue's face turned extremely ugly.
There was a cry in the martial arts training ground. Those students who had never taken Class 9 seriously were completely crazy at this moment. They eagerly wanted to know how strong Class 9 could be!
Is this still the Class 9 they know?!
"What happened? Class One was suppressed overwhelmingly?"
"Isn't it? Can't even win a single person in class?"
The voices of everyone's discussions rang out one after another. The once king class gradually fell from the altar under the fists and kicks of class nine.
The students in Class 9 have more and more excited expressions on their faces, which makes them look particularly eye-catching, corresponding to the dejected look on their faces.
