"An attack in which you forcefully squeeze yourself with your hands and explode through compression... How crazy is it to do such a thing."

Wang Jing couldn't help but be speechless.

To be honest, he didn't understand this kind of attack that could injure the enemy by 1,000 and damage himself by 800.

It's obvious that all you need to do is wait for the battle to end or launch a few more long-range attacks, but you have to risk your own safety.

Not only Wang Jing, no one else understood it.

"Is Xiaochi going to be okay?"

Ran Ran asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, this kind of power can't even penetrate Xiaoshi's skin."

The dust gradually dispersed.

Everyone was staring at the screen attentively.

The dust dispersed, revealing the scene on the arena.

Lu Hua's little knowledge stood quietly.

Not far from her, a crystal coffin was quietly placed on the ground.

Inside, Cao Yu was in a coma.

This was Cao Yu's last guarantee for his life, sealing his body with the strongest crystal he could create.

Even if the spiritual energy is exhausted, it can be slowly restored in the crystal coffin.

But once you use this skill, you won't be able to wake up for two or three days.

"The results are out!"

"The winner is Hua from Shanghai University!"

the host shouted excitedly.

"..."

"Oh oh oh!"

After a short period of silence, the entire students at Modu University became excited.

But students in other schools were not so happy.

Because their school might have to face such a monster next.

As the referee announced the result, the students of Hanxue College hurriedly carried the crystal coffin down.

But what surprised the referee was that Xiaoshi, the winner, also came down from the arena.

"Classmate Hua ended up unexpectedly? Could it be that he was also injured in the battle just now?"

This shocked the other teams.

Because this is the first time the Tianyan team has made a substitution.

In the previous knockout rounds, one person eliminated the entire team.

But this situation also gives other teams a little hope, especially the weaker players in the team who don’t want to be held back.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Looking at Xiaoshi walking down from the stage, Ling Yuan reached out his hand, patted her head and said comfortingly.

"Wang Ming, how about you participating in the next game?"

Holding Xiao Shi in his arms, Ling Yuan looked at Wang Mingdao.

"no problem."

Wang Ming made an ‘ok’ gesture.

"..."

"After experiencing the battle just now, everyone must be eager to watch the second round!"

The host watched Wang Ming gradually walk up to the stage and began to introduce.

"The player sent by Team Tianyan in the second round is Wang Ming! You may not know that this player from Hehua also shined in the knockout rounds."

"And according to the intelligence, Wang Ming is the son of Yanjun, one of the Four Heavenly Lords!"

"?"

Wang Jing, who was enjoying watching movies, was stunned after hearing the host's introduction.

"Have you told them?" Xiao Qingya said in surprise.

"I, I didn't."

Wang Jing himself was also confused.

But after being stunned for a short time, the audience on the field became completely excited.

"The son of Lord Yan? Real or fake? Isn't that super powerful?"

"If this Wang Ming is Tianjun's son, are the others in the team also Tianjun's children?"

"..."

Everyone was shocked by this incident.

Qin Yixue opened her mouth slightly.

Tianjun...

In the Yan Kingdom, besides the Four Pillars, there are the Bafang Tianjun.

He is actually the son of Tianjun?

Wang Ming himself looked confused.

What? His father is Tianjun?

Why he never knew.

It turns out that he is not only the second generation of rich people, but also the second generation of officials!

"Jun Yan, Uncle Wang Jing?!"

In the medical room, when she heard the voice coming from the TV, Shen Yiwei, who had closed her eyes to rest, opened her eyes suddenly.

This name is so familiar to her!

"I just said why this kid looks so familiar."

Song Lin at the guest table said suddenly.

In front of the TV, some people who had been classmates with Wang Ming were stunned.

Even Gu Anan, who had been Wang Jing's secretary for ten years in the Tianmang City Monitoring Bureau, was confused.

Is your boss so awesome?

But that's not all that shocked the audience.

"The person from Hanxue College who is playing this time is Cui Kun, and he should not be underestimated either."

"He is one of the Eight Heavenly Lords, the nephew of Lord Zhan Cui Miao!"

"This battle can be said to be the pinnacle battle of the younger generation!" the host said excitedly. Gu Yang

"Zhanjun?"

Wang Ming was stunned for a moment.

The man opposite Wang Ming was equally confused.

He never thought that he would meet Tianjun's son by chance.

"Holy crap, the ticket in my hand is suddenly valuable again!"

The man who said he had no knowledge before tightened his grip on the ticket in his hand.

Tianjun needs to guard each district of Yan Kingdom, so he cannot see their battle at all and cannot evaluate their strength.

But being able to see the younger generation fighting is equally worth it.

"Please look forward to this battle between water and fire!" the host shouted loudly.

After saying that, he disappeared, leaving the screen to Cui Kun and Wang Ming.

Because no matter how much he explained, he never watched the show directly.

"I didn't expect your uncle to be Lord Zhan." Wang Ming said with emotion.

I never thought that I would be able to beat up Tianjun's nephew one day.

"I also didn't expect your father to be Lord Yan." Cui Kun said.

"Ah, not bad."
To be continued...