1616: C1616 Fight Chen Rong Ma Again

C1616 Fight Chen Rong Ma Again

Chen Rongma said helplessly.

The vice dean had gone missing for two years, but Mo Nan had done it just like that. In this way, no matter how high his reputation in the Dao Institute was, he would always be like an empty vice dean. Naturally, some people would not be able to continue watching.

Mo Nan said in puzzlement,

"That's not right. Nangong Yingnan has been working for me all this time, hasn't he?"

"You already know?"

Chen Rongma was surprised. Obviously, he knew what was going on with Nangong Yingnan. Looking at Mo Nan's helpless expression, he couldn't help but laugh. Then, he said seriously,

"That girl is only a Martial King."

Mo Nan was stunned.

Soon, he understood what Chen Rongma meant. It was none other than those who had opinions. They didn't care if anyone had the right to be the Vice President. They wanted to be the deputy director themselves.

Nangong Yingnan's Martial King power couldn't intimidate them, so they had to find fault with him.

"Understood."

Mo Nan nodded and smiled, then he said happily, "It seems that in order for this woman to be able to carry out the vice president's authority for me, I will have to use my full strength in a while."

He wanted to see who would dare to be dissatisfied with him, the deputy director, after today.

"That should be the case." Chen Rongma replied.

The reason why he agreed to fight Mo Nan was for the same reason. As for why he didn't let those dissatisfied people challenge Mo Nan directly...

Uh, Chen Rongma said that the power of teachers in the Dao College was rare to begin with. He didn't want those idiots to run into the muzzle of Mo Nan's gun.

Therefore, he, as the dean, had to go on stage personally.

Similarly, he wanted to see where Mo Nan's confidence came from when he dared to show his face so openly despite being only at the Martial Sovereign realm.

"Let's go. Don't let them wait."

Chen Rongma stood up and took out the long spear that had been locked in the cabinet for two years. Chen Rongma started leading the way and strode outside. Mo Nan followed after him.

Before long, the two of them had arrived downstairs.

There was a large open space in the square. It was the place where the disciples usually practiced in the morning. First, it was Chen Rongma. Then, as soon as Mo Nan appeared, many of the young disciples became excited and kept calling out to him.

From this, it could be seen how popular old rascal, the Deputy Dean who had never appeared before, was in the Dao College.

This could be considered as Chen Rongma's intentional action. It was as if he had returned the reward for the ancient martial arts and martial techniques Mo Nan had given to the Dao College for free. As a result, old rascal had just heard some stories from Nangong Yingnan. The stories that Chen Rongma had told him made even him blush.

He didn't realize that this Chen was also a good person when he boasted.

Different from the other disciples, some of the young warriors in the distance crossed their arms and watched coldly from the side.

They were probably the teachers or elders of the Dao College.

old rascal cocked his head to one side. With a thought, he heard the discussions over there.

"Why did the dean do it himself?"

"Heh, isn't it to be a stepping stone for that trash?"

"Shh, no matter what, he's the vice dean of our hospital."

"Tsk, trash is trash..." The man still said disdainfully.

Mo Nan immediately turned his head to look. Then, he was surprised to find that the person who spoke was actually a young man with the same Martial Sovereign strength.

No wonder he dared to be so arrogant. Indeed, he had some talent. Even though the Lower Realm Spiritual Force had recovered, he did have some ability to break through to the Martial Sovereign realm at this age.

However, they only had some capital.

old rascal shook his head and smiled. Compared to Chen Jiaang, Nangong Shuo, Liao Xian, and the others whom he knew, this man was nothing.

Moreover, this man's realm was faintly discernible, and it seemed very unstable. As expected, he must have consumed some spiritual herbs to forcefully raise his cultivation base, which was why his foundation was extremely weak.

With this point alone, he could no longer be compared with Nangong Shuo and the others.

And this was also the reason why old rascal had collected so many spirit medicines, but almost all of them were used to assist his cultivation and not directly increase his strength.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even need to go into seclusion for so long. He could just drill into the depths of the mountains and break through to the Martial Sovereign realm in at most half a year.

"In order to cultivate, I have to walk step by step. There are no shortcuts in the path of martial arts."

This was the first thing Mo Nan said to the numerous disciples of the Dao Institute.

Subsequently, as if to verify his words, he was surrounded by Spiritual Forces that rose up from the ground immediately. Only after he was a hundred meters away from the ground did he shout loudly towards the ground below him.

Watch carefully. Although I'm a Martial Sovereign, I can still exert the strength of a Martial Saint."

His voice was like thunder, spreading to everyone's ears.

Immediately after, while the disciples were waiting with bated breath, they saw with horror that Mo Nan had merely waved his hand. The Spiritual Force in the entire world had already gathered into a cloud, rolling and rolling around Mo Nan like a true dragon.

This was the feeling of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Force interacting with one's own body.

And this was something that only a Martial Saint warrior could do.

Even Mu Ruyan, who had just broken through to the Martial Saint realm, could not do it. Otherwise, she would definitely not lose to Mo Nan.

Mo Nan sat down.

It sounded like everything was simple. Only the disciples who were watching the scene could understand how shocking this scene was.

The elders who doubted Mo Nan's strength swallowed their saliva with dry lips, unable to say anything.

Even Chen Rongma could not help but be stunned. Then, he smiled bitterly.

He was about to break through to the Martial Saint realm. To be honest, he was prepared to lose to Mo Nan on purpose. But now, it seemed like he was doing it on purpose. As a Martial Saint warrior who had yet to break through, it was impossible for him to defeat Mo Nan.

However, Chen Rongma couldn't figure it out. This kid was only a Martial Sovereign warrior, why was he able to do this?

This had made him, who rarely lost, feel disheartened.

Realizing that something was wrong with his mind, Chen Rongma's body trembled and he regained his senses. After his heart cooled down, his blood boiled. It had to be said that the combat strength that Mo Nan had displayed at this moment had ignited his desire to fight.

"Kid, have you shown off enough? If you have shown off enough, come down quickly and take a shot from me!"

In order to allow the disciples of the Dao Institute to clearly see the process of his battle with Mo Nan, Chen Rongma did not intend to go up and fight with Mo Nan. He had put in a lot of effort.

"Hehe."

Mo Nan let out a strange laugh. He noticed that the fighting spirit in Chen Rongma's eyes was rising, and his heart was burning with passion as well. As soon as he landed, he raised his hand and slashed.1

Nameless Saber Technique.

With a single slash, the air seemed to have been torn apart, twisting strangely.

old rascal's Saber Technique had also become perfected. When he swung his saber, no one else could feel the slightest trace of Saber Qi, but the more it was like this, the more terrifying his Saber Technique was.

"Open!"

Chen Rongma's expression was solemn. He shouted out loudly, and with one hand holding the spear, he swept the spear in front of him.

Boom!

It was as if thunder was ringing in his ears.

The two of them clearly didn't have a very shocking scene when they attacked, but after they really clashed, the air exploded unceasingly, and the ground trembled. The faces of some of the weaker disciples in the surroundings instantly turned red. They were unable to withstand the pressure of the spreading medicinal Spiritual Forces.

After one move.

After one move, Mo Nan looked around and grinned happily.

"Director, let's go up and fight. Otherwise, before we finish, "I'm afraid these disciples won't be able to hold on any longer."

After all, a battle between Martial Sovereign warriors wasn't something a Grandmaster or even a Martial Warrior Stage warrior could handle.

"Alright."

Chen Rongma looked around and could only sigh with regret.

After one move, his heart was filled with excitement. Compared to taking care of those disciples, he wanted to completely let go of Mo Nan and fight a big battle.

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