Lu Chen suddenly felt helpless. As expected, they were still a bunch of jealous brats.

In this monthly competition, what he was most afraid of were the literary competitions.

Is this a martial arts competition... Lu Chen dares to say that even if there are elders at the peak of the Tribulation Realm in this academy, they may not be his opponents.

Lu Chen took a step forward, and the pressure of the demonic soul in his body was released.

boom!

Song Yan suddenly became a little unsteady and shook a few times.

What's going on? Song Yan looked at Lu Chen in horror. Now in his eyes, Lu Chen was like the demon god descending from the Nine Nether Hell.

Lu Chen felt with satisfaction that he had entered the first level of Demon Saint's demon soul power, and then put it away.

After all, when fighting with children, you still have to give way, otherwise what should you do if you cry?

"what's the situation?"

Feeling the sudden disappearance of the pressure, Song Yan's eyes widened. Could it be that some super master just looked over? But he did not continue to think about it, but looked at Lu Chen intently.

Lu Chentou chuckled at Song Yan and said, "Come on, I won't bully you, and I hope you won't hold back."

"Oh?" Song Yan sneered and said, "I'm not afraid of the strong wind flashing my tongue."

"Can we start?" Lu Chen turned his gaze to the referee's seat where ten elderly people were sitting.

"let's start!"

"Go to hell!" Song Yan suddenly stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, and the demonic energy in his body rotated wildly. All the demonic energy at the peak of the demonic phase poured into the long knife, and struck Lu Chen fiercely from mid-air.

The master of the Douwu Pavilion was shocked last time. He didn't expect that there were still very powerful students in the senior year, who were also at the peak of demon phase. No wonder he had the confidence to compete with himself!

As expected of Ksitigarbha Academy, one of the students has such high strength.

It seems that I should not take it lightly next time.

With thoughts in his mind turning like a tide, Lu Chen took a deep breath.

Then, in full view of everyone, facing Song Yan's offensive, he directly threw the red flame knife into the air, and quickly rolled up his sleeves with both hands.

What are you doing?

The audience was a little dumbfounded.

Faced with the opponent's fierce offensive, he actually threw away his magic weapon and started rolling up his sleeves?
Chapter completed!