Chapter 298

"Psychic Clay Figure, its specialty is defense—"

Before Ouyang could finish speaking, Leave King had already flashed in front of the Psychic Clay Figure and smashed it into the ground with a single punch.

"So fast! That's impossible!"

Nothing is impossible, because Bai Jing had once dug up the God Speed skill and naturally had Leave King learn it.

The referee saw what was happening and immediately picked up his whistle and blew it!

Everyone was speechless. Are you really planning to interfere with the match until the very end?

At this moment, even though their opponent was Bai Jing, the students of Longdu University still voiced their displeasure with the referee—it was just too much!

The whistle blew, and Leave King wanted to stop, but Bai Jing sent a voice transmission: "Keep beating it, beat it hard!"

I don't care about any referee, I only follow my master's command!

So under everyone's astonished gazes, Leave King's fist landed on the Psychic Clay Figure once more.

The referee was stunned, then flew into a rage, blowing his whistle again and again.

"¨〃Stop, I order you to stop!"

After two more ferociously vicious punches that drove the Psychic Clay Figure deep into the ground, Bai Jing finally sent a voice transmission to stop.

If we kept going, the Psychic Clay Figure would have lost its life. It's innocent; the grudges between humans shouldn't drag it in!

"Psychic Clay Figure!"

"Bai Jing, you've gone too far!"

The referee glared at Bai Jing. "Why didn't you stop? Do you have any respect for me as the referee?"

Bai Jing said coolly, "Sorry, I just had a ringing in my ears and didn't hear the whistle!"

"You—"

The referee was so angry his whole body trembled!

"Oh right, I also want to ask—why did you blow the whistle again? Did I commit another foul?"

"That's right, you committed another foul!"

Bai Jing dug at his ear. "Then go on, tell me—what foul did I commit this time?"

"You just touched the arena barrier!"

The referee sneered inwardly. Wasn't it easy to find an excuse for a foul?

"Huh? You can actually say something like that?"

Bai Jing sneered coldly, "The excuses you're coming up with are getting worse and worse!"

"I'm merely stating facts. A foul is a foul, and it absolutely cannot be tolerated!"

"Shit, I can't take it anymore!"

A water bottle flew in from the stands—thud! —smack in the middle of the referee's head.

"You crooked ref, keep messing around and see if I don't beat you up!"

"That's right! If we win, we win fair and square—we don't need a crooked ref like you to disgust people!"

"Get out of Longdu University!"

"Get out!"

"Get out, Miao!"

"Get out!"

The scene was truly one of surging public outrage!

Seeing he had drawn the crowd's wrath, the referee felt a little panicked inside, but things had come to this point—he could only see it through to the bitter end!

"Shut up. I'm the referee. What's wrong with maintaining fairness in the match?"

"A foul is a foul. With me, there's zero tolerance!"