Waste power? I can get stronger just by breathing

How could he know about the violent blood-burning soul pill?

Something that was firmly in his hands suddenly gave Zheng Lu a sense of loss of control.

He raised his head and met Sugu's playful eyes. Thoughts surged through his brain in an instant. Zheng Lu suddenly thought of something. His pupils shrank sharply and he looked at Sugu almost in disbelief.

He is just a commoner without any background.

How dare you set up a trap to harm me?

How dare he, how could he have such thoughts? !

Zheng Lu was surprisingly angry at this moment, and his anger mobilized his more powerful power.

"Ah, ah!" Zheng Lu shouted. He wanted to use this force to break free. He wanted to make Sugu regret it!

Boom, boom!

Zheng Lu struggled hard, but his entire body was firmly controlled by Sugu's joint skills. He could only move slightly and slap the ground with his palms a few times. Like a fish on the chopping board, flopping for the last few times.

"It's time for you to accept your fate." Sugu said softly, but extremely coldly, with completely undisguised murderous intent.

"W~O..."

Zheng Lu wanted to shout the words "I surrender", but his throat was pinched by Sugu, who cut off his voice with just a slight force.

Zheng Lu, who was being choked, looked at Sugu with an expression of incomparable resentment on his face.

But Sugu ignored him. He held his throat with one hand and raised his free hand into a fist. The soul power of his whole body condensed on the fist, and the fist shone with a faint white light.

boom!

A punch hit the opponent's heart, and a collapse sound like a building being exploded sounded from the ring.

The students who were watching looked at the scene in front of them and could hardly believe their eyes.

Sugu's punch caused the entire arena to sink several inches into the ground.

The entire arena, with Sugu as the center, was constantly cracking in all directions, like glass that had been hit hard.

Since when did the school arena become so fragile? They couldn't help but think about it.

Zheng Lu, who met Sugu's punch head-on, was like a shrimp that had been stripped of its thread. He had lost consciousness and his body began to twitch instinctively.

After a while, he regained consciousness with the help of the warrior's powerful physique and the effect of the life-potential-squeezing elixir.

At this moment, Sugu's fist was raised high again.

"Wo~poke~provoke, Qiu~ni..."

Zheng Lu's eyes at this moment had transformed from resentment to fear and pleading.

Feeling the power of that punch personally, and Sugu's firm will to kill, he understood that if he didn't do something, he might really be killed here in front of everyone.

He was afraid.

A sneer appeared on Sugu's face. He stared into the other person's eyes and said:

"After I finished my martial arts exam, you helped spread rumors. When I went to the Thousand-story Martial Arts Pagoda, you inexplicably tried to harm me."

"What? You can't stand it anymore?"

boom!

A punch with the same power hit Zheng Lu directly in the throat this time, and his vocal cords were destroyed on the spot.

Sugu's other hand was free, and then he used both fists together, like a pile driver, denting the ring inch by inch, almost sinking into the soil.

"Stop this fight, stop the fight quickly!"

Zheng Sheng, who was on the airship, looked at the sudden sudden turn of events and went crazy.

He crushed a red wine glass in his hand, glass shards were pierced into his hand, and the wine was spilled on his expensive suit.

But at this moment, nothing matters. He ran wildly in the airship, grabbing the collar of everyone who seemed to be in a high position and capable of stopping this battle, and repeated a sentence as if he was crazy.

"Stop, stop this fight, nothing will happen to my young master from the Zheng family!"

He lost his composure, and soon the security personnel on the airship were called, and Zheng Sheng's body was immediately restrained.

As if to appease his mood, a uniformed staff member came over, wiped away his sweat and said to Zheng Sheng:

"Sir, we understand your feelings, but please believe that our Starry Sky Martial Arts University has invested a lot of resources in this freshman competition."

"Our mechanical referee will monitor the players' vital signs in real time. If Zheng Lu's vital signs really drop below the safe value, we will immediately terminate the battle."

"It's not a big deal if the vocal cords are destroyed. It's not an important organ. With the current level of technology, Zheng Lu's stem cells can be used to grow an organ that is exactly the same as the original one. There won't be any differences."

Then, the staff member said in surprise.

"But having said that, your young master's body is really strange. Logically speaking, the first time a normal person received Sugu's punch, the mechanical referee's alarm would have been triggered. In order to prevent accidents, we immediately mobilized the referee Based on the data, I found that every time Zheng Lu’s health dropped, it would quickly rise again.”

"Does Zheng Lu have some very powerful self-healing ability?"

After hearing these words, many people looked towards Zheng Sheng again with eager eyes. I hope he can give an answer or deepen the cooperative relationship between them.

A power with a healing effect is a special power of considerable value. Many martial arts universities will directly recruit students with this power into the special power department regardless of their martial arts test scores.

Even after being punched so many times by Sugu, he was still not dead. Zheng Lu's special ability is extremely valuable.

Listening to the other party's questions and feeling the eyes of the people around him, Zheng Sheng felt like he was going to vomit blood.

The young master's self-healing ability is based on the blood-burning soul pill. Although this pill, which is prohibited from circulation by federal law, can temporarily increase the body's body by ten times, it will overdraw his own life.

In other words, every recovery of Zheng Lu was based on the consumption of life.

"If I tell these people now what the young master ate, the young master may be directly expelled from the Star Martial University, or even directly sent to the Federation's Warrior Investigation Bureau. This is considered an act of betrayal of the young patriarch, and I will definitely be punished by my family when I return."

"But if I don't say..."

Zheng Sheng recalled the heavy punches that Sugu had just hit on the young master's body, and felt a chill in his heart.

The young master may be beaten to death.

Zheng Sheng was extremely confused.

No matter what accident happens to Zheng Lu here, as the caregiver, he will definitely not have an easy time.

Damn Sugu!

Zheng Sheng has never hated such a person so much.

"Everyone, my young master's abilities were obtained from taking the Blood-Burning Soul Pill, not his original abilities."

Zheng Sheng ultimately chose the lesser of two evils, directly stating the truth.

And soon, the two security guards holding him put him down. The entire social area of ​​the airship fell silent.

After a while, someone said hesitantly:

"Mr. Zheng Sheng, it's a bit late for you to say this."

Zheng Sheng's pupils suddenly opened wide, and he quickly ran to the live broadcast screen.

On the ring, Sugu still had his spring breeze-like smile, while Zheng Lu next to him fell there, like a dead dog being slaughtered on the roadside.