The destructive power of the battleship was so terrifying that almost everyone was shocked. This posture alarmed too many people, and even the white-haired principal was unbecomingly panicked.
This is a serious matter. Everyone knows that this is terrible. Unless someone stops it, the whole school will be demolished.
"Go to Mo Tian quickly, only he can stop it."
The white-haired principal stood at a high place and saw the madness on Zeng Amei's face in the battleship, and hurriedly asked people to look for Mo Tian.
At this time, a playful voice came from the crowd: "Mo Tian, this battleship belongs to you, it's so awesome, hurry up, let it down, take me to smash it with you, it's so cool."
All eyes fell on Yang Yao, and then on Mo Tian.
Just listen to Mo Tiandao: "Yes, you did a great job. Young people need encouragement. If I am on top, I must encourage my sister."
The two of them were chatting and laughing, and many people were dumbfounded. They really didn't think it was such a big deal.
"Mo Tian, hurry up and stop the battleship." When the white-haired principal saw Mo Tian, he jumped to his side.
Mo Tian glanced at the principal: "Principal, you are wrong. You only allow teachers and seniors to bully the weak, but you don't allow Zeng Amei to bully the weak? Your partiality is too obvious."
Following Mo Tian's gaze, the white-haired principal saw ten pillars with ten people tied up on them, all with their skin and flesh torn apart. It was too horrible to look at.
Especially Zeng Aniu, whose face was as pale as the paper, but he smiled heartlessly and kept muttering, "My sister is doing well."
The white-haired principal realized that every time Zeng Aniu said how good his sister was, Battleship would get angry.
Mo Tian acted as if the matter had nothing to do with him, so the white-haired principal could only focus on Zeng Aniu.
"Principal." Zeng Aniu watched the principal untie him and feed him the potion. He couldn't help but feel grateful: "Look, my sister is not stupid. She is a genius. She is good."
boom.
As soon as Zeng Aniu finished speaking, the battleship dived again, and a building collapsed.
The white-haired principal stumbled and almost fell to the ground: "That's enough, that's enough. If you have anything to say, can you ask your sister to stop before talking?"
"No, we deserve to die. My sister and I got into a big trouble. Just kill us." Zeng Aniu was really a simple man. He knelt down with a bang. He saw Mo Tian and knew that his sister had gotten into trouble.
It will definitely offend Mo Tian.
Without Class 17, no class would want them. My sister just offended so many people, and they will definitely die.
The white-haired principal was stunned for a moment, with a somewhat moved expression on his face. Such a tough man, such an outstanding student, actually wanted to die. No matter how much he tried to persuade him, there was nothing he could do.
"Get up, my emperor." Mo Tian glared at Zeng Aniu: "Look at your little potential, you are not even as good as a toe of your sister."
Mo Tian scolded him with all his face: "Whoever bullies you, bully him back. Even if you die, you have to bite off a piece of his flesh."
"But, but..." Zeng Aniu stopped talking.
"But what? I have found a way to cure your sister. It seems that she has the talent to control the battleship." Mo Tian waved to Zeng Amei in the battleship: "From now on, the battleship will be left to her. Who can control the battleship?"
If you dare to mess with Class 17, you'll hit him. I don't believe you can't kill him."
Everyone is feeling cold. Class 17 of Year 5 wants to dominate Shengtian School.
Zeng Aniu's eyes lit up. When he heard that Mo Tian could cure Zeng Amei, he almost knelt down, but Mo Tian glared at him and straightened his back again.
Zeng Amei also got off the battleship at this moment. Although her skin was a little dark and her eyes were clear, she was very quiet. No one could have imagined that this little girl was responsible for the destruction just now.
Zeng Amei looked at Mo Tian in awe and buried her head in Zeng Aniu's arms.
Mo Tian immediately said angrily: "Zeng Aniu, do you often speak ill of me in front of your sister? Otherwise, why would she be so afraid of me?"
"No, no, how could it be possible." Zeng Aniu smiled honestly.
"Catch them and blockade the battleship."
An untimely voice came. It was Nie Jia leading the men, who surrounded Mo Tian and other members of Class 17.
"Mo Tian, you blackmailed the seniors and now you instigate others to kill your classmates and destroy school buildings. Kneel down and surrender immediately."
Nie Jia shouted sharply, and one of the teachers even raised his hand, intending to capture him alive.
"Mei, your methods are not good enough." Mo Tian waved, and the battleship flew over his head with a roar: "I want this emperor to teach you what methods are."
"stop."
The white-haired principal's eyes turned green. Just now, he really had the intention to take down Mo Tian and seize the battleship. The combat power of this battleship shocked him.
But he really didn't dare to take action. If he couldn't capture Mo Tian, or if Mo Tian got violent and the battleship exploded, the consequences would be disastrous.
The white-haired principal turned his attention to Nie Jia and the teacher: "I want to know the whole process of the matter, word for word."
As soon as Nie Jia's expression changed, someone told the truth one after another.
"Asshole, since you hate Mo Tian, why don't you just go to him and try to trick others?" The white-haired principal also glared at Mo Tian.
Mo Tian sneered: "The principal is really aware of everything. If you have the guts, you can come to me. What's the point of venting anger on others?" He walked up to Zeng Aniu and said to Zeng Amei: "From today on, this battleship will be called Amei.
No. You will live here from now on, and as long as there is a higher realm or a teacher who innocently bullies Class 17, you can do whatever you want."
"What a loud tone."
At this time, a group of people came up, people from Class Five, headed by Mr. Zhao: "They all say that you, Mo Tian, are crazy. Today I have seen it. You are so crazy that you don't even take the first-level late warriors seriously."
, you should have the courage to accept my challenge."
"It turns out it's you." Mo Tian recognized Mr. Zhao and threatened him at Yaoyue Restaurant: "I really want to see how you can make it difficult for me to survive."
"Okay, you have the guts."
Zhao Shao said cheerfully: "Originally, I was a little bit unconvinced that Class 17 became an elite class. But now it seems that I have underestimated everyone in the world."
"Wrong, it's not that you underestimate the world, but that your vision is too narrow." Mo Tian raised his hand and threw a shiny sword over: "They say you are the little sword king, let me learn from you, learn from you
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Everyone was stunned, as they didn't expect Mo Tian to let the Little Sword King use his sword. Even a late-level first-level warrior couldn't resist the Little Sword King's sword.
Young Sword King Zhao Shao originally refused, but when he held the sword, he was stunned.
"D-class sword."
Everyone was stunned. A D-level sword was a magical weapon for their level of cultivation.
You may not be able to buy this kind of sword even if you spend hundreds of millions of dollars.
No one expected that Mo Tian would throw a sword to Young Master Zhao so directly.
Young Master Zhao can feel that this sword is not ordinary, at least it is a top-notch D-level sword.
"Let's have a fight."
[Author's digression]: First update, various requests