"Really? I'm very happy too. Since the brothers are here, why not just find a place to have fun?"
Jun Mo smiled slightly, as if he and these people were his best friends.
There were sixteen or seventeen people surrounding him, most of them were seven-star controllers, and two or three were eight-star controllers. Jun Mo couldn't be more fond of such people who would be friends with each other in groups.
"Hehehehe? Okay! That's it, the place is quite wide!"
The eight-star controller who had just opened his mouth to ask suddenly stretched out his hand and punched him directly with a huff.
In front of the Shengxue Hall is a huge square, which is indeed very spacious.
In front of tens of thousands of people, this man took action when he was told. He was simply unscrupulous and lawless.
"Mountain-Shaking Fist!"
The fierce punching wind, with strong mental strength, formed a fist as big as a basin, whizzing towards Jun Mo's head. The powerful force was enough to break a big stone with one punch. If it really hit the head, the watermelon would definitely explode.
A patch of blood appeared.
This man had a calm demeanor and a fierce gaze. It seemed that even if he punched Jun Mo to death on the spot, it would be nothing.
"Lawless, simply lawless!"
Jun Mo was furious, and slapped him with his backhand. He imagined a huge palm the size of a door board with his mind, and directly hit the fist as big as a basin, smashing the fist into pieces. The shock made the man turn around repeatedly, and continued
Vomited two or three mouthfuls of blood.
"How presumptuous! You, a new student, dare to attack us. You are simply seeking death!"
There were dozens of people around, all of whom were seven or eight-star controllers. When they saw this, they immediately became furious. They raised their hands and poured out their mental energy. Their mental energy transformed into various fists, palms, sticks, sticks, and hammers, and they directly launched the most powerful attack on Jun Mo.
Siege, I will beat Jun Mo to death!
The violent mental energy caused a whirlwind of horns in the square, and the surrounding students immediately dispersed far away, forming an open space with a radius of several hundred feet.
"Only fists and clubs, no swords, guns, swords and halberds?"
Jun Mo frowned slightly and immediately understood that there might be some rules in the outer courtyard that limited the fight between students and prohibited the use of extremely lethal objects, so as not to cause group injuries and unbearable consequences.
"The golden stick, thousands of stick shadows, one stick determines the world!"
Jun Mo roared suddenly, and grabbed a big stick with a forearm thickness and golden color, which was about two feet tall.
Dozens of people were beaten down with their heads covered.
Bang bang bang!
Continuous screams were heard, and the fists, palms, sticks, and clubs made by more than a dozen students who were about to attack Jun Mo were all shattered by Jun Mo's stick. Everyone was knocked back three to five feet and fell to the ground.
Everywhere in the square, people were struggling and screaming, vomiting blood and being seriously injured.
Some even had their hands and feet broken off by Jun Mo with a stick.
Sweep away ten or seventy-eight star controllers with one stick!
"Ah! I read that right! A newly promoted official student of the Seven-Star Controller can sweep away a dozen old students with one stick?"
"The new official student, how could he be the new official student? There must be a mistake!"
"Didn't you see that he is still wearing the clothes of a preparatory student? He didn't even have time to change his clothes? What is he if he is not a new formal student?"
"Who are you? The new official students are so awesome, how can they make people famous!"
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For a moment, the onlookers were all shocked, looking at Jun Mo who was standing on the spot, and started talking about it.
"The chickens and dogs are vulnerable!"
Jun Mo snorted coldly, put away the golden stick, waved his sleeves, and walked out of the square.
"Stop, boy, the person who hit me just slapped my butt and wanted to leave?"
Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and a sturdy man jumped out from the crowd of onlookers. Then, four or five figures flashed out, following closely behind the man.
"Your people? Man or woman? If the young master can't leave, what will he do to you?"
Jun Mo didn't even raise his head, he just looked at his toes and left!
"Looking for death, this outer courtyard's Shengxuetang Square is Lord Hong's territory. Even if the four heavenly kings of the outer courtyard pass by, they must nod and say hello. Boy, if this is your first offense, kneel down immediately, kowtow to Lord Hong and admit your mistake. Every time you treat the injured brother,
Five million people have spent their energy and energy to do this, otherwise, you don’t go anywhere today, just stay here in Shengxue Square!”
"Bastard! Who are you? What kind of pig-dog-like thing is that bullshit Master Hong? Dare you make the young master kneel down? You are looking for death!"
Jun Mo was furious, without even looking, he slapped his backhand, his heart surged, and it immediately turned into a giant gray palm the size of a door board, and slapped the big and strong man, intending to slap the big and strong man into a pulp.
For an eight-star peak controller, the young master can do it if he wants to. Anyway, in the promotion assessment, the teacher gave him a description of combat power comparable to that of a nine-star mid-level controller. With a little more proficiency, he can be comparable to a nine-star peak controller. Jun Mo is not afraid.
Be more awesome!
"Hmph! A mere Seven-Star Controller thinks he has become lawless after defeating a few ants! Now let me show you what it means to be a frog in a well. You don't know how high the sky is!"
The sturdy man snorted coldly, then he rushed forward, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Jun Mo's giant palm on the door handle.
The contrast between the small palm and the huge palm as big as the door panel is so huge that it is undoubtedly like a mantis trying to block a car.
"Frost Freeze!"
The sturdy man suddenly shouted loudly, and a white light flashed in the palm of his hand. A cold breath filled the world, and with a ripple, Jun Mo's giant palm, which was simulated by his mind, was crushed into pieces like broken ice.
"Boy, come and die!"
The sturdy man shouted, and with a backhand pull, he opened his big hand filled with endless coldness and grabbed Jun Mo again.
"so smart?"
Jun Mo's eyes narrowed. The big man's grasp was at least in the middle of Jiuxing. After a closer look, he discovered that the big man's right hand actually wore a transparent glove with a faint mist.
"How awesome do I think I am? It turns out I have a top-notch soldier-control glove with freezing attributes?"
Jun Mo understood in his heart, and immediately burst into laughter, and suddenly opened his hands, like a big bird, soaring into the sky:
"With a golden stick in my hand, I am the most tyrannical in the world. If I don't like the sky, I will pierce it with one stick!"
The golden stick was caught in Jun Mo's hand. He swung it in the wind, and with a surge of mental energy, it transformed into a golden stick as thick as a bucket and ten feet long. With a pop, he stabbed the strong man straight with the stick.
go.
"Extreme freezing, sky-shattering hand!"
The sturdy man shouted loudly, waved his hand, and mentally visualized a giant hand as big as a door panel, and grabbed the golden giant stick that Jun Mo mentally visualized.
With the opening of the giant hand, the icy cold air spread overwhelmingly, even the air seemed to freeze, and a thin layer of ice condensed out of thin air on the dry bluestone ground!
Jun Mo only felt that the palm of his hand was cold, and it seemed that even the golden giant stick that was simulated by his mind was completely frozen. No other attacks were needed. As long as he shook his hand casually, the giant stick would turn into ice pieces just like the giant palm just now.
Even the soldier control that is simulated by the mind can be frozen. The quality of Biao Tonghan's glove can no longer be described as the ordinary best soldier control!