343 The Craze ? (2/2)

Black Panther had just finished speaking and he saw a few of the other apostles that had rushed here flew out at high speed and fell to the ground with loud thuds. They then flew back in and struck the wall before falling onto the ground again.

After two minutes, the badly battered men were sitting in the first row of the classroom. They cried as they took down notes.

”Why are you crying? You are not allowed to.” Zhao Yao shouted at them from the stage, ”From here on, take down what I have to say. You will be stabbed for every word you miss.”

He looked at Black Panther and handed the knife over to him, ”Stab yourself.”

There were patches of blue black on his face which seemed like Goddess Nu Wo's sky healing stone.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought of resisting, but the injuries on his body were a result of his resistance. He knew that the b*stard opposite him was too strong, he would lose if they fought.

He could only plead, ”Brother, I have to really stab?”

”Don't worry, I have the real Holy Water of Hope. Once you have stabbed, I will apply it and I can assure that nothing will happen to you.” Zhao Yao spoke as he looked at Black Panther's dilly-dally demeanor. He didn't want to waste any more time, his eyes flickered and Black Panther felt that he had lost control over his own body. In a moment, he stabbed himself with the knife in his hand.

WIth that, Black Panther instantly let out a scream and he saw the blood streaming out from the wound on his stomach.

Zhao Yao then extracted the knife from his stomach and more blood streamed out. Black Panther's face turned pale.

After which, Zhao Yao sprinkled a bit of the water, the miracle took place. The wound on Black Panther's stomach closed up in the blink of an eye. He touched his stomach and the wound indeed disappeared.

Black Panther was shocked, ”Holy Water? The real Holy Water?”

In reality, it wasn't but Zhao Yao created an illusion with his magic.

It created a stir among the crowd because they all knew Black Panther and the rest. They could not have formed a partnership with the stranger in front of them to lie to them. Hence, many of them immediately believed in Zhao Yao's Holy Water of Hope.

At the next moment, Zhao Yao grabbed Black Panther and brought him to the next classroom. The crowd followed behind him excitedly.

Upon seeing Zhao Yao slamming open the door, a few of the students who were lying down to rest raised their heads. They saw Zhao Yao who just rushed in stabbed Black Panther a few times before applying the water. After which, the wound healed immediately.

With more classroom doors he slammed open, the crowd that was following behind him increased.

Finally, in one of the classrooms, he found one of his targets, Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming looked emaciated. He was wearing torn and tattered cotton overalls. His face revealed decadence and dejection until he saw Zhao Yao rushing in and stabbing Black Panther thrice with blood flowing all over.

”Master!” Xiao Ming shouted, ”You barged your way into Chuan Xiao District for me?”