Chapter 799 - What (1/2)

Recalling what had happened in the Danhui Sect, Xiao Luo decided to deal with those who might threaten his access to the teleportation portal. He threw an indifferent glance at Zheng Feihan, who was rolling on the ground because of pain, and gave him what looked like a light kick with his right foot. However, Zheng Feihan tumbled a good distance, sliding along the ground and spinning at high speed like a top, leaving a trail of blood in his path. He was motionless when he had finally stopped, and it was so painful he would rather die.

“Hiss!”

The people present all gasped. That kick was heartless… and undoubtedly ruthless.

Xiao Luo did not stop there. He glanced over and fixed his eyes on Chen Junbin.

When Chen Junbin met his eyes, he was so scared that he started to run right away. However, almost instantly, Xiao Luo kicked from where he stood, despite being a distance away, and sent Chen Junbin flying helplessly into the air. He found himself suspended in mid-air, and having nothing to support him, he struggled around fearfully with his limbs waving around like a turtle.

“Dean! Elders! Help… Help me…” Chen Junbin shouted at the dean and others on the ground, terrified and asking for their help.

Dean Ai and other elders closed their fists tightly and clenched their teeth. Staring at Xiao Luo in anger, Dean Ai said, “Young brother, do you plan to antagonize the entire Mu City Academy?”

“I’m just eliminating all potential threats in my way.”

Xiao Luo said plainly, then added, “If you insist on saying I’m antagonizing the entire Mu City Academy, then I guess I am.”

That calmness and coolness and that understated attitude made everyone swallow saliva spontaneously. They wondered whether this guy had gone crazy.

Dean Ai flew into a rage. “Who the heck are you? Who sent you here? What forces are behind you?”

“I am just me. No one sent me here. There is no powerful force behind me,” said Xiao Luo, smiling coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his claw hand into a tight fist. A chilling shriek pierced the air and Chen Junbin exploded into a mist of blood, raining down from the sky. He was dead. Body parts and remnants of his clothes fell to the ground. He died a tragic death.

“B*stard!”

Dean Ai was in a raging fury. And suddenly, a powerful surge of energy blasted from his body. His clothes filled out and the ground under him collapsed. He launched a fierce attack against Xiao Luo and struck with his clawed hand, lined with sharp fingernails. It looked like a hawk’s claw, and he aimed it at Xiao Luo’s heart intending to kill.

Xiao Luo merely looked at the dry-skinned hand striking his chest and laughed mockingly. He clenched his fist and smashed it against Dean Ai’s oncoming palm with overwhelming force.

CRACK!

There was a crisp sound of someone’s bone breaking. Dean Ai turned pale and spit up blood. The ferocious impact sent his body flying, and he hit the ground hard and kept tumbling backward. Not until he had slid about three miles and left a furrow along the ground did he stop.

It was only a single blow. Yet Xiao Luo slapped away the strongest person in the Mu City Academy, a genuine Martial Emperor in his peak as if he was just a fly. It was a shocking scene that dumbfounded everyone.

“What level is Brother Xiao at?”

Luo Jinshi was a bundle of nerves. Xiao Luo and he were about the same age, but the former’s attainment was profound and unfathomable. What he had done showed he was even above the level of a Martial Emperor.

Hu Qingsong was staggered and rendered speechless. He had never imagined that a youngster he had run into by chance would have such dreadful attainment. Was it God’s will? Was he sent here by some god to eliminate the dark reign of the Mu City?

Dean Ai staggered to his feet. He shouted at the elders standing there in shock, “What are you waiting for? Catch him!”

The ten-odd elders finally woke up. All of them exerted themselves and channeled their powerful energies. They leaped into the air and turned into a stream of flowing lights. Bursting with vast energy, they pounced on Xiao Luo. All of them were Martial Emperors. When they advanced together, even space was distorted and everything seemed to slow down.

Xiao Luo was dauntless and fought back fearlessly. He would not kill all of them, but would only incapacitate them. He sheathed the Dragon Saber and dashed at them with his bare hands.

Xiao Luo thumped the elder right at the front of the group and sent him flying like a kite on a broken string. He spat out blood as he hit the ground several feet away. Then he slapped another elder in a seemingly gentle manner, and that elder’s face swelled, sending his yellowish teeth flying out of his mouth with blood.