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Chapter 92

"Mu Zhi, beat him, beat him hard! Humph!" Ming Yue shouted loudly.

Everyone is ashamed, this classmate, it is rumored that you two are very close! Your behavior makes it look like there is a blood feud.

"This dead fish is so annoying." Long Yu muttered to himself.

"Stinky Dragon, say it again." Ming Yue, who has a sensitive hearing, suddenly became angry and pointed at Long Yu.

"Shut up!" Long Yu shouted.

Although Long Yu separated part of his mind, most of it was still on fighting, and the impact was not significant.

Long Yu let out a long cry and grabbed Mu Zhi and rushed into the sky. Mu Zhi was unable to break free for a while.

Then Long Yu reached a certain height and violently threw Mu Zhi to the ground.

Mu Zhi is not a dragon and cannot fly. Under Long Yu's powerful physical power, he can only be forced to hit the ground.

There was a roar, large cracks appeared on the battle platform, and dust flew everywhere.

Long Yu did not stop at this time. He sprayed a stream of dragon flames at Mu Zhi, his attack was sharp and merciless.

At this time, Long Yu's dragon body was severely injured due to the pressure of the battle platform. The scars left when he fought with Mu Zhi suddenly exploded over a large area, and golden blood spurted out.

Long Yu was already like this, let alone Mu Zhi, whose body was not as good as Long Yu's.

While he was bearing the power of the battle platform, he was also bearing Long Yu's strong attack. His situation was far more serious than Long Yu's.

His body was swaying, his breathing was rapid, his clothes were already in tatters, and his powerful body was exposed on the battlefield.

"Quickly step back, this is just a game, there is no need to compete

Life, please retreat." Some students couldn't bear it and shouted loudly in the audience.

"Get back quickly. The strength of the current battle platform is about to reach the realm of the bright world. No matter how talented you are, you will not be able to hold on. This is not the time for you to be willful." Some teachers shouted loudly.

"Mu Zhi, Brother Yu, step back quickly!" Han Wei was also worried in the audience.

Compared with the emotions of the teachers and students, the emotions of the four deans were much calmer.

"Almost!" Ming Yu whispered to himself.

The shouts and shouts below the battle platform became more and more intense, and there were even medical personnel waiting below.

At this time, Mu Zhi and Long Yu were not attacking. They were panting on the battlefield.

They looked at each other, the light in their eyes shining brighter, they bared their teeth and felt the situation inside their bodies.

"Not even close," Mu Zhi said.

In an instant, Mu Zhi held the sword in his hand, circled around with his hand, and then suddenly threw the sword towards Long Yu.

A long spear was not affected by the power of the battle platform. It was surrounded by the power of the heavenly tribulation, mixed with the red lotus karma fire, and pierced Long Yu's abdomen forcefully.

"How do I feel the aura of Heavenly Tribulation?" Some students keenly discovered this aura.

"The colorless flame of that spear seems to be the legendary red lotus karma fire. This, can't it be true?" An experienced teacher said in surprise.

Facing the arrival of Liu, Long Yu did not stop him. He gathered his strength and sprayed out a stream of dragon flames that was far more powerful than before, attacking Mu Zhi.

Bang, bang, the two figures fell down at the same time.

The scene was silent for a while, and everyone looked towards the battle platform.

Who wins?

Are they still alive?

This is everyone's problem.

After a few seconds of silence, two broken sounds sounded on the battlefield.

Click, click, click, and soon, while everyone was still wondering what the sound was, there were more and more breaking sounds, like chains collapsing.

"It's begun." Ming Yu, Zhan Hong, and Ming Yue said at the same time.

"What's the sound? What happened?" Some people were puzzled.

"Those sounds seemed to come from the battlefield! But both Mu Zhi and Long Yu fell down, this..." said a student.

At this time, the strength of the battle platform has stopped increasing, and it has reached its upper limit.

But even so, Mu Zhi and Long Yu were still enduring the ravages of the battle platform's power. Blood kept flowing from their bodies, dyeing the battle platform gold and silver.

"Quick, go up and save people, why are you standing there in a daze?" the teacher shouted.

"It's not that we don't want to save him, it's just that we can't get up there and the battle platform is blocked." The medical staff were helpless and they were overwhelmed.

"What, the battle platform is blocked, how is that possible?

By the way, dean, four deans, please open the battle platform quickly so that we can go in and rescue people." Seeing that the battle platform was blocked and unable to be opened, the teacher had to ask the dean for help.

Facing the teacher's request for help, Ming Yu, the dean of Tian Academy, said calmly: "I have blocked the battle platform. As for the two of them, you don't have to worry. I have my own sense of proportion."

"But, but this, they..." Facing the dean of Tian Academy, no matter how anxious he was, it was of no use.


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