I asked you to practice martial arts, but I didn’t ask you to kill gods!

"Chen Feng, I'll give you a chance. Now kneel down in public to admit your mistake and apologize. You kneel behind me every time during my class. I can still forgive you, but don't think about the resources in the future."

ba da~

Under overwhelming pressure, Chen Feng's fourth step gave the answer.

"You don't know what you can do." Zhao Qian finally gave up the idea of ​​persuading her.

In fact, she was also wondering.

The pressure of 1500 joules can crush even rocks into pieces. How does Chen Feng persist until now?

She immediately thought of the medicated food restaurant opened by Chen Feng.

As time passed, Zhao Qian became a little out of breath.

Although he wanted to crush Chen Feng to death, he knew it.

If he really died here on the spot, his fate would definitely not be better.

but……

So what if the particles are at the same frequency?

Don't you want to absorb my pressure particles?

Okay, I will help you and squeeze out all your potential. How will you die then?

Zhao Qian said it right.

If Chen Feng were dissected at this time.

You will find that his bones are full of cracks like when porcelain is opened.

Every inch of flesh and blood looks like it was riddled with toothpicks when making Dongpo Pork.

When Chen Feng's spiritual power reached the 300-joule mark, Zhao Qian felt that he had squeezed out his ultimate potential, and suddenly revoked the pressure.

Because the force was withdrawn too suddenly, Chen Feng felt that his full strength was hit in the empty space.

The body experiences a ‘water hammer effect’.

Particles bite back.

At that time, he spit out scarlet blood and staggered.

His complexion also became as golden as paper.

Wang Hao, who had been suppressed for a long time, was relieved.

He immediately got up and supported him.

"Madman, how are you?"

Chen Feng waved him away.

With staggering steps, he took a firm fifth step towards the desk.

Come to the desk.

With his vision blurred, he opened his big hand and grabbed the prize on the table.

His teeth bit off the stoppers of two potions.

He poured the ruby-colored potion directly into his mouth.

The medicine entered the throat, as if it was filled into a bottomless abyss, without even a ripple appearing.

Seeing the abnormal flush on his face, Zhao Qian had a sneer in her eyes: She originally had a year to live, but now she has six months at most.

Well understood.

Chen Feng is now a deflated balloon.

The holes in the balloon are now temporarily taped shut.

But once it is inflated, it may be too inflated.

Sooner or later, the tape will no longer seal the wound.

At that time... it will explode with a 'Peng' sound.

There is only one solution.

Spend [-] million to buy particle sealing equipment and stay in it for the rest of your life.

The whole group saw him wasting two bottles of spiritual power potion like a donkey.

He was gnashing his teeth in anger.

"This bitch actually entered the same frequency as the particles and got a reward."

"There's something wrong. This bitch's spiritual power is just three hundred joules. How can he withstand five times the pressure of Laoban?"

"This bastard knows that Lao Ban doesn't dare to kill him on the spot, so he feels confident. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get even half a step closer to the desk if there are a hundred of them. Lao Ban is just too kind to these bastards."

"So what if the particles are on the same frequency? There are two months until the martial arts exam. Do you think Wuhan University wants him just because he is good at science? The minimum admission score for last year's 'Martial Arts College' was 600 for science, 650 for Lingwei, and a professional martial arts school. There is no limit, but there are a bunch of rubbish listed there, so you might as well register as a 'Hound'."

"If you really trample on horses and destroy things, if you give it to me, two bottles of potion can increase your spiritual power by at least 20 points."

"..."

In these whispers.

There is admiration.

There is jealousy.

There is dissatisfaction.

And anger.

Chen Feng suddenly raised the combat skill token in his hand.

"Who wants~"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The whole class was stunned for a moment, their eyes moving on Chen Feng and Zhao Qian.

This is a provocation to Zhao Qian.

It is also contempt for the whole class.

Martial skills are valuable, but combat skills are priceless.

If you find a fighting skill that suits you, your life will be different from now on.

But what you value is dispensable to me.

In the world, what could be more annoying than this?

Everyone clenched their fists, eager to rush up and kick him to death and seize the token.

Zhao Qian scolded with a sullen face.

"Aren't you going to drop out of school? You can get out."

"Hey~" Chen Feng sneered, dragging his bruised body towards the seat.

Chen Feng's disdainful back deeply stimulated Zhao Qian.

She doesn't go to class anymore either.

Turn around and walk out of the classroom.

Because she was afraid that when she saw Chen Feng's hateful face, she would really not be able to help but slap him to death.

When she was approaching the door, Chen Feng's voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Zhao Qian, do you want to escape~"

Hearing the voice, Zhao Qian's blood instantly rushed into her head.

When he turned around, the particle pressure of the second-grade spiritual weapon was completely enveloped.

The people nearby complained in agony.

Zhao Qian's waist-length black hair was spread back as much as she could, and her eyes exuded strong murderous intent.

Because three big characters appeared on Chen Feng's personal terminal.

A battle of life and death!

The big blood-red characters looked like the bloody mouth of a strange beast.

In the classroom, the murderous aura seemed to have solidified.

Look at the words on the projection.

Everyone present was in a state of petrification.

"You're scared!" Chen Feng, who was under pressure, looked at him without evading his eyes.

While everyone was trembling, a sentence emerged in their hearts.

Crazy, really crazy crazy, you can’t be more honest at this time, you have to be provocative...

Zhao Qian smiled.

The smile was cruel.

"An ant also wants to go against the will of heaven. Okay, very good. I didn't expect that some of the students I teach will actually become successful."

Open your personal terminal and sign the contract for one month later without hesitation.

The contract was concluded and he turned around and left.

As soon as she goes.

The classroom is boiling.

"Chen Feng, who did you ask for the combat skill token just now? Do you want to sell it?"

"I'll pay 20 million."

"I'll pay 25 million."

"I'll pay 30 million."

"..."

After a while, the price of the token climbed to 40.

At this price, no one bids anymore.

Because the bidder was Li Tianyi.

Chen Feng looked at their faces and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

The token was slapped heavily on the table.

But the words 'life and death' also rose into the sky again.

"Win, take the token!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but take half a step back.

Ruthless, too ruthless.

This is a life-threatening rhythm.

Signing a life and death contract is equivalent to losing half a life.

Who is willing to risk his life with such a mad dog?

Good shoes don't step in smelly dog ​​poop.

But it's right to think about it.

Being targeted like this by the whole class, if it were him, he would also want to kill them.

He even did it even better than Chen Feng. It would be frivolous to fight to the death, and the root of the problem should be eradicated.

Someone snorted disdainfully.

"Inferior people also want to fight with us, let's just dream."

"The tokens can be exchanged for low-grade combat skills at most. The increase in spiritual power is not even 0.5 times. I don't take it lightly. If it is the best one, it is almost the same."

"Gone, gone, a waste of feelings."

"..."

The people around said so, but no one moved.

Li Tianyi couldn't stand Chen Feng's proud face, so he bumped the big dog next to him, Zhang Junhui, with his elbow.

He jumped out immediately.

"You bitch, who are you trying to scare with something like this? You just had the same particle frequency. You really think you are invincible."

Wang Hao stopped in front of Chen Feng, raised his fist and struck.