Chapter 76

"Hey, what are you doing..." Wen Yan exclaimed in shock, but halfway through her sentence, she remembered: Xi Fan had always been injured!

Due to the severity of his injuries, he had been in a wheelchair since the first day at Tianzhao Academy.

Due to the severity of his injuries, the dangerous cultivation of the Spirit Core that others could endure for seven days, he could only endure for three days.

However, in the end, Xi Fan completed the breakthrough in just one day and one night, but this cultivation had no effect on his existing injuries. Killing Luo Ting, it was clear that Xi Fan was enduring the severe injuries he had sustained from the battle with Xing Luo and the other two. After thoroughly killing Luo Ting, he immediately collapsed from exhaustion.

"Hey, hey!"

Wen Yan's injuries were also not light. She supported herself on the table, trying to walk over, but her legs gave out, and she also fell to the ground.

Only then did she understand why Xi Fan had killed Luo Ting so decisively.

Because he had no other choice. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. If he didn't kill Luo Ting, he would only be waiting for Luo Ting to regain his strength and kill them both.

Otherwise, even though Luo Ting deserved to die, Xi Fan wouldn't be unaware of the trouble that such a killing would bring. Wen Yan had only had a brief interaction with him, but this man, who had always been injured, had given her a sense of being particularly steady and reliable.

Kill!

This action, which Wen Yan had initially thought was somewhat rash, was actually the safest choice in this situation.

She was wrong.

This guy was indeed as reliable as he seemed.

But now...

"Are you okay? Are you alright?!" Wen Yan shouted from the ground, tears streaming down her face. In times of danger, she had never cried, always feeling that she was strong and independent. But when she had someone to rely on, she cried; when that support collapsed, she cried again.

Wen Yan used all her strength to crawl to Xi Fan's side.

"Hey! Hey!"

She didn't dare to shake Xi Fan's body, which was lying in a pool of blood, and just shouted as hard as she could. But Xi Fan seemed to have lost all consciousness, lying quietly as he had during his cultivation.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?"

Wen Yan no longer cared about anything else. She just needed someone, anyone, to come. But what good would shouting do? At this time, almost no one would come to the library.

Calm down, stay calm. Wen Yan warned herself. She had no strength left to take any action, and shouting was meaningless.

Sound Spirit!

She needed to use the Sound Spirit to project her voice further.

Calm your mind... don't panic, focus your spirit, Sound Spirit power...

Wen Yan closed her eyes, gathering her spirit, enduring the pain of her injuries, and trying to control the chaotic Spirit power, extracting the Sound Spirit power and using it as needed.

"Is anyone there... come here!!!"

Finally, the shout, powered by the Sound Spirit, echoed out of the room, through the woods, over the treetops, and reverberated in the sky above Tianzhao Academy.

Is anyone there?

No matter who, please come quickly...

Wen Yan silently repeated this in her mind, finally exhausting all her strength and fainting.

Is anyone there?

Of course, there were people in Tianzhao Academy.

However, when Lu Ping, carrying Su Tang and holding Mo Lin, was about to rush out of the library, he hoped no one would be there.

Because, according to Wen Yan, there was someone in the group who could find their target by smell, so hiding was meaningless. They needed to rely on speed to shake off their pursuers. Lu Ping wanted to run out of the library, where the open environment would be more conducive to using speed to win. But just as he was about to rush out, he felt a powerful gust of wind from behind, and a figure instantly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"Ah, stay..." This person didn't look happy, but rather worried.

He had only come to go through the motions, but the situation had escalated to the point where he had to intervene. This was against his true wishes, and it showed on his face.

"My name is Qiao Cheng, I am Qiao Ying's brother. He told me you are fast," Qiao Cheng said, looking worried.

"You seem faster," Lu Ping replied.

"I am faster than Qiao Ying, but in your case..." Qiao Cheng pointed, "If you weren't carrying two people, it would be a different story."

Carrying one person on his back and one in his arms, even though it wasn't a strain for Lu Ping, it still affected his speed. An ordinary cultivator might not be able to catch up, but Qiao Cheng, the older brother of Qiao Ying, who claimed to be as fast as sound, and a fourth-year student who had also grown in speed, easily surpassed Lu Ping.

Hiding, they could be found by a Spirit of Qi; running, they faced a speed expert. Dao Ran had not chosen his helpers randomly. He had estimated various possible scenarios and chosen people who were very targeted. Dao Ran had already caught up to Lu Ping from behind, feeling very pleased with himself.

"Run! Keep running! You can still run so fast with two people? You're pretty good, but why aren't you running now?" Dao Ran didn't rush to attack, clearly not thinking Lu Ping had any chance. He was ready to toy with his opponent to wash away the humiliation he had suffered that morning.

Thinking about it, Dao Ran's left hand involuntarily touched his right wrist, which had been tightly gripped by Lu Ping that morning, causing the muscles to bulge. At the time, he had feared his wrist would be damaged. But after returning, he found the injury wasn't too severe, especially for a cultivator with an exceptionally strong and sturdy body like himself.

So he quickly found some powerful helpers and returned. He didn't want to wait a few more days for the morning's incident to spread throughout Tianzhao Academy, which would damage his reputation. He wanted to quickly reclaim his honor.

However, Dao Ran was not averse to showing some magnanimity. He decided to give his opponent one more chance.

"Kneel and apologize, and I might consider forgiving you," Dao Ran said arrogantly.

"Apologize? What did I do wrong?" Lu Ping looked at him, completely bewildered, a look that hurt Dao Ran. He felt that Lu Ping was clearly not taking him seriously and was mocking him.

"Just for that, you've lost your chance to apologize!" Dao Ran gritted his teeth, vowing to make this guy regret missing the chance to kneel and apologize.

"Go to hell!!" Dao Ran roared, swinging his fist.

He didn't hold back, using his 15 times enhanced strength and the 30% increased destructive power of his Level 2 Divine Armament, the Hard Bone Fist. The punch was so powerful that even Qiao Cheng, who was blocking Lu Ping's path, felt the overwhelming Spirit power.

Dao Ran was not a useless rich kid. He had good talent and was indeed one of the top students at Tianzhao Academy. He had brought helpers, but even they didn't think their strength surpassed Dao Ran's. In a direct confrontation, Qiao Cheng admitted he was no match and would have to rely on his speed to escape.

And Lu Ping, who was facing Dao Ran, also had a speed advantage.

Would he run?

This was Qiao Cheng's doubt. He took a step back, both to avoid Dao Ran's terrifying punch and to give himself more distance to control Lu Ping's actions. Although he was reluctant, he felt he had to help Dao Ran.

But Lu Ping didn't run. He just raised his hand and threw the two people he was carrying.

"Help me catch them," he shouted.

"Eh??" Qiao Cheng was stunned, not expecting Lu Ping to throw the two people to him. But his body reacted instinctively, quickly catching both of them.

"What's going on?!" He quickly placed the two people on the ground, completely confused. Even though he hadn't shown much fighting spirit, his stance was clear. How could this guy just hand over his companions to him? Was he thinking clearly? Although... although he wouldn't harm the two, damn it... thinking about it, this guy's judgment was surprisingly accurate?

Boom!

Before Qiao Cheng could react, a loud explosion echoed in the corridor, and a figure shot toward him like a cannonball.

"What's going on?!" Qiao Cheng shouted in surprise again, but this time it was too fast and too powerful. He didn't dare to catch it and barely managed to dodge to the side. A powerful gust of wind swept past him, and another loud collision came from behind. Qiao Cheng turned to see Lu Ping crash into a tree, crushing the bark and embedding himself in the trunk. The tree, shaken by the impact, swayed like it was autumn, and leaves rustled and fell. Blood dripped from Lu Ping's right hand, pooling on the dry leaves on the ground.

"Kid, you've got guts. Get up and take another punch from me?!" Dao Ran walked out of the library.

To actually exchange punches with Dao Ran, this kid must be crazy?

Qiao Cheng was stunned. With 15 times enhanced strength and a Level 2