The appearance is an S-level awakened person

At this moment, his desire to beat up Wu Qian had reached its peak.

Mo Li saw Wu Qian's expression just now, and subconsciously thought that the other party might live in poverty, so he couldn't afford the 1,000 Daxia coins.

But I didn't expect that the clown was me.

Wu Qian felt that the 1,000 Daxia coins were too little, so he showed that depressed expression.

Mo Li really wanted to slap himself twice. If he had known earlier, he would have reported 10,000. Wu Qian was not unable to pay. Why was he so mean?

This trip made a full 9,000 Daxia coins less. If you think about it from another angle, it is equivalent to losing a full 9,000 yuan.

Mo Li swore in his heart that if there is this opportunity in the future, he must use 10,000 as a unit. As long as he can't blackmail the other party to death, he will blackmail him to death.

He will not stop until the other party's money pocket is emptied.

Otherwise, Mo Li feels sorry for his personality. Money is one of his lifelong pursuits.

He swallowed his saliva, as if he had swallowed all his complaints, and looked at Wu Qian with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

Gu Yuan glanced at Mo Li and Wu Qian, and said to them helplessly: "Are you going to fight or not?"

"Fight, fight, fight, how can we not fight, Teacher Gu Yuan, let's start now." Wu Qian raised his hands, and in order to make himself more conspicuous, he jumped a few times on the spot.

As Wu Qian's team leader, Wang Feng's face froze, and he hurriedly pressed his hands down: "Wu Qian, don't jump, you are a big man of 1.9 meters, and stretching out your hands is enough to attract attention."

"No need to jump."

After all, this is really too eye-catching, he thought to himself, but he didn't say it out loud. He would not say anything to discourage the students.

And there is no harm in having an optimistic personality, at least it is much better than a dull personality, but sometimes the strings in the brain are easy to go wrong.

"Let's not talk too much. Come on, classmate Mo Li."

"When the game is over, tell me your bank card number and I'll transfer the money in."

Wu Qian threw away the long knife in his hand, clenched his fists, and took an offensive stance. His legs were slightly bent, and he looked at the other party with calm eyes, like an eagle staring at its prey, with a cold light.

Mo Li hummed slightly and threw away his weapon as well. Since it was a physical fight, this was unnecessary.

Gu Yuan saw that the two were ready, and waved his palm from top to bottom, announcing the start of the game.

Almost at the same moment, Mo Li and Wu Qian rushed towards each other, their steps suddenly exerted force, and powerful force exploded in their legs.

The extremely solid ring was faintly cracked by the two people.

Mo Li was extremely fast, his body carrying the wind, running towards Wu Qian, his palm made a fist, and suddenly blasted forward.

Bang! The fists of the two collided with each other.

The wind from the fist blew up the black hair on Mo Li's forehead, which flew in the air, revealing a pair of cold and indifferent eyes without any emotion.

Feeling the great force coming from his arm, Wu Qian's heart trembled.

Mo Li's figure was very well-proportioned, and he was the typical thin when dressed, and muscular when undressed.

His body was as strong as a tiger, and the biceps on his arms were almost as big as Mo Li's head. Judging from his body size, he should be able to beat the opponent.

But the facts played a big joke on him. His body, which he had always been proud of, actually had a tendency to be at a disadvantage in the battle with Mo Li.

What kind of terrible power was hidden in the opponent's "thin" body, and even he couldn't get any advantage.

Mo Li was also a little surprised. He used nearly 100% of his strength in this punch. If Su Qi faced this punch, he would probably be knocked away immediately.

But Wu Qian was able to fight him head-on. It seems that his muscles were not trained in vain, and there was a level in them.

The two men's fists kept hitting each other, and each punch hit the flesh.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of fists colliding rang out one after another, like a sledgehammer hitting everyone's heart, and it took a long time to calm down.

"Are they two monsters? It's okay that they have strong superpowers, but why are their physical strengths so abnormal? Do they want people to live?"

"Human-shaped monsters, that's all I can say." Some students expressed their admiration for the two indignantly.

Even Gu Yuan raised his eyes slightly, and was surprised by the physical strength shown by the two.

He could understand Wu Qian, who was as strong as a bear, but Mo Li couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.

It seems that I have to ask him after the game. I guess there are other secrets about this kid that I haven't dug out.

Gu Yuan complained in his heart, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he felt like he was seeing a fox.

Mo Li and Wu Qian on the ring kept punchingThe puncher's hair was completely blown up by the wind, and everyone could see his eyes that were as indifferent as a sharp sword.

Although they were separated from Mo Li by a distance, they couldn't help but feel their hearts tremble and their legs and feet tremble.

Bang!

Another contact, Mo Li took several steps back before barely stopping, and Wu Qian staggered and almost fell.

Without giving Wu Qian a chance to react, Mo Li took a big step and shot out quickly. When he was only a few steps away from the opponent, he kicked him in the head like lightning.

Wu Qian's body quickly dodged to the side, and a strong gust of wind hit his face, blowing his cheeks painfully.

If he didn't dodge this kick and took it hard, he would probably have to go to the medical room of Mingzhu Academy.

When he came to his senses, he was about to fight back, but saw Mo Li elbowing his abdomen.

"Fuck!" Wu Qianyi accidentally exclaimed, and hurriedly crossed his hands in front of him to block the blow to his abdomen.

Bang!

He was knocked back by the elbow. Mo Li used all his strength in this blow, and the power was extraordinary.

Wu Qian drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then landed perfectly, and performed a few rolls for everyone.

Mo Li tapped the ground with his toes, and his speed exploded at this time, sweeping up a gust of wind nearby.

In an instant, he came to Wu Qian. He just stood up and looked back, and found a hand knife across his neck, and it would touch it a few centimeters further forward.

If this was a life-and-death duel, his head would have changed hands.

"You lose, classmate Wu Qian." Mo Li put down his palm and said this lightly.

Hearing this, Wu Qian smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that his body, which he had always been proud of, was defeated by Mo Li, whom he had just met not long ago.

This was a big blow to him. Wu Qian became a little confused for a while.

Mo Li saw the confusion and self-mockery in his eyes, then patted his shoulder and whispered a few words in his ear.