Chapter 35 First-class can be called a genius, how should that Ink Shadow Chen be called? (Ch 35)

Although the guards’ momentum was indeed hindered, they still maintained the rhythm of the charge.

There was cold murderous intent in their eyes and their steps were in unison.

Mo Yingchen’s heartbeat quickened a bit.

The news that the head of the Zhao family was about to arrive echoed in his mind.

The rules of the life and death stage are sacrosanct.

But no one knows what crazy things a father who lost his beloved son will do.

He only has one life and he doesn’t want to take the risk.

Mo Yingchen’s pupils contracted, and murderous intent surged in his chest.

The best option is to get out of here as soon as possible.

“Summon zombies!” Mo Yingchen’s voice was low and powerful, and the air began to twist around him, forming a huge shadow.

As the zombies slowly formed, a depressing atmosphere quickly enveloped the entire venue.

The zombie’s body is as tall as an iron tower, and its muscles are as hard as cast iron.

Its bloody mouth opened and let out a deep roar that echoed in every corner.

Its eyes were empty, full of murderous intent, without a single emotion.

The guards’ hearts tightened involuntarily and their pace slowed down unconsciously.

Even though the white-haired old man’s roar rang in their ears, the guards still had no choice but to move forward.

But when the zombies take a step forward, all resistance seems so powerless.

Each punch carried the power of wind and thunder, easily knocking the guards away.

The attacks were continuous like a tide, and the guards were thrown away like straw.

The brutal scene soon left only wailing and blood.

The white-haired old man’s face turned pale in an instant, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He originally thought that he could subdue Mo Yingchen with his large numbers, but he never expected that Mo Yingchen possessed such a powerful summoned beast.

Mo Yingchen stood quietly aside, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

……

“This…is this a necromancer?”

“One person against more than a dozen guards, Mo Yingchen is too strong.”

“That zombie is simply a battlefield harvester.”

“The guards were knocked away before they could even get close.”

“With this kind of strength, no wonder he dares to accept a life-and-death challenge.”

“It seems that Zhao Hao has brought about his own destruction.”

“This zombie is clearly a Level 2 summoned creature. How did Mo Yingchen summon it?”

“With this zombie… Mo Yingchen’s strength may have exceeded the scope of the first level.”

A senior high school student, who hasn’t graduated yet, has reached the second level?

Everyone was stunned and amazed.

Even if you only have the strength of the first level during the exam, you can become a genius.

Now Mo Yingchen’s combat power has reached the second level.

What is this called?

A monster?

There was silence in the room, and all eyes were focused on him.

Every student present had waves of emotion in their hearts.

In their sight, Mo Yingchen’s figure seemed out of reach.

The aura is strong and intimidating.

Butler Zhao’s figure was like an arrow shot from a bow, rushing directly towards Mo Yingchen.

His speed was as fast as lightning, and he had crossed a distance of more than ten meters in an instant.

Mo Yingchen’s pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a strong sense of oppression coming towards him.

This is the strength of a second-level strongman.

The zombie stood in front of Mo Yingchen, its huge body like a solid wall.

Butler Zhao punched out, and the air made a sharp whistling sound.

The zombie also swung out his iron fist, and the two forces collided in mid-air.

The gusts of wind swept all around, blowing up layer upon layer of dust on the ground.

The zombie’s body shook slightly, but Butler Zhao did not move at all.

“A mere zombie dares to stop me?”

A trace of contempt flashed in Butler Zhao’s eyes, and his figure flashed and appeared beside the zombie.

His fists fell like raindrops, and each blow contained amazing power.

Although zombies have bones of steel, they are still not as good as those of the second-level strongmen.

Mo Yingchen frowned and immediately ordered the skeleton archers and ghosts to attack.

Arrows flew through the air and ghosts screamed, forming an impenetrable attack net.

Butler Zhao had to distract himself to deal with it, and his movements were a little slow.

The zombie seized the opportunity and smashed Butler Zhao’s chest with his huge fist.

Butler Zhao dodged sideways, but was still hit in the corner and staggered back two steps.

“What a great teamwork!”

The murderous intent in Butler Zhao’s eyes became stronger, and his whole aura suddenly rose.

His speed increased again, and his fist shadows overlapped, forcing the zombies to retreat again and again.

Seeing this, Mo Yingchen immediately ordered the skeleton warriors to attack.

Dozens of skeleton warriors wielding weapons surrounded Butler Zhao from all directions.

Butler Zhao snorted coldly, and amazing power burst out from his fists and feet.

The skeleton warriors were smashed one by one, and bone fragments flew everywhere.

But an endless stream of skeleton warriors filled the gap.

The zombies took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, and their fists, which were equipped with corpse poison, kept bombarding.

Although Butler Zhao was very powerful, he gradually felt that he was unable to cope with the situation.

The arrows from the skeleton archers and the attacks from the ghosts made it even more difficult for him to deal with them.

“Damn it! This kid’s summons work so well together!”

Butler Zhao was secretly resentful, but he could do nothing about it.

He can easily defeat any summoned creature alone.

But faced with the siege of so many summoned creatures, he could only defend himself.

Mo Yingchen stood in the distance, watching all this coldly.

What about the second order?

As long as we maintain this war of attrition, victory will eventually belong to us.

“Mo Yingchen!” Zhao Qiankun’s roar exploded from the sky.

The pressure from the third-level strong man instantly enveloped the entire venue.

The air froze and the ground shook.

Zhao Qiankun, the head of the Zhao family, finally showed up.

Mo Yingchen raised his eyebrows and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This battle really has no end.

First, the servants of the Zhao family.

Then to Butler Zhao.

Now here comes the head of the Zhao family.

Are you trying to play the old trick on me here?

Do you really think that Mo Yingchen is a soft persimmon?

Let others control you?

The desire to fight surged in my heart.

Murderous intent condensed in his pupils.

Since the Zhao family wants to play a round-robin game.

Then play with them till the end.

So what if it’s level three?

Mo Yingchen gently stroked his heart with his fingers.

It carries the fluctuations of the heart of death.

The power of the soul surges in the heart.

This is his last trump card.

It is also his strongest killer move.

With his mind focused, he was ready to fight to the death with Zhao Qiankun.

“The head of the Zhao family personally took action against a senior high school student who didn’t even take the final exam. If this gets out, I’m afraid people will laugh at him.”

Mo Bingning’s voice rang out clearly in the air, cold and disdainful.

Her gaze was like a knife, staring straight at Zhao Qiankun, as if to cut him in two.

“Do you think there is no one in our Mo family who dares to attack my brother in public?”

Zhao Qiankun’s face was gloomy, and his angry voice shook the surroundings like thunder.

“It was Mo Yingchen who killed my son first!”

“On the stage of life and death, the rules are something your Zhao family should know. How come the head of the Zhao family is old and has forgotten even these? Do you need me to review them for you?”

Mo Bingning’s words were like an icy blade, piercing Zhao Qiankun’s heart.