Black Tortoise Academy's Xu Su was heavily injured, and Southern Sky Academy's Nandang Gate's Nan Xiaohe was heavily injured.
The two pieces of news quickly spread. For the North Style Academy, this was undoubtedly exciting. Their blood was not spilled in vain, and their sacrifices were not wasted. For the three great academies who had the upper hand, these two pieces of news cast a shadow over their hearts. Especially Black Tortoise Academy. After Xu Su was heavily injured, they were like a group of dragons without a leader. Wall Constellation, Room Constellation, and Battle Constellation were all dead, and there was no news from Wei Constellation … …
"Cough … …" Xu Su, who was protected by his students, coughed out a mouthful of blood. Zhan Ren was already dead, but the four fingers on his right hand were forcibly broken in Xu Su's chest. Even now, they still retained their soul power, as if they were alive, drilling into Xu Su's chest. Could it be that they had no strength left, and had already drilled into Xu Su's heart?
"Teacher … …" The surrounding students hurriedly checked Xu Su's injuries.
"Call Xu Chuan over." Xu Su did not care about his injuries and said.
Xu Chuan was Wall Constellation's student. In terms of time, he entered the academy earlier than Wall Constellation's students, who later became Room Constellation and Battle Constellation. Previously, he led Wall Constellation's students to attack Dubhe Tower with Cheng Luozhu and Yuan Fei, but they did not gain any advantage against Ruan Qingzhu. Now that he heard Xu Su's call, he hurriedly rushed back. Seeing Xu Su's blood-stained clothes and heavily injured appearance, his heart immediately tightened.
It was not that he could not bear to see pain, but Black Tortoise Academy's losses this time were too great. The seven constellations were either dead or injured, and the Divine Martial Seal was nowhere to be seen. What could Black Tortoise Academy gain from this encirclement of North Style Academy? As Black Tortoise's most loyal student, Xu Chuan could not help but feel puzzled.
"Next … … I'll have to trouble you." Xu Su looked at Xu Chuan and said.
Xu Chuan understood Xu Su's meaning and nodded. No matter how he felt, he would not retreat at this time.
"Before Teacher Wei Constellation returns, I will definitely defend." Xu Chuan said.
The three great academies clearly had the advantage, but at this time, Xu Chuan used the word "defend".
Xu Su was very satisfied with this choice of words. He nodded in satisfaction and reluctantly raised his right hand to shake Xu Chuan's hand.
"It's up to you." He said.
Xu Chuan nodded heavily.
"Take good care of Teacher Xu Su," he said to his subordinates after straightening his back.
"Yes." The left and right were originally under the Wall Constellation's tutelage, but seeing that the Wall Constellation had handed over the command of the Black Tortoise to Xu Chuan, they immediately obeyed Xu Chuan.
This instruction was also made known to everyone in the Black Tortoise Region. Those who received the instruction all felt a deep pain in their hearts.
On the other hand, Nan Xiaohe, who had withdrawn from the Southern Sky Academy, had completely lost both of her hands.
This wasn't something that any doctor's Superpower could reattach. This was because his arms weren't broken, but they had been reduced to nothingness by Song Yuan's Creation of Nothingness.
Nan Xiaohe, who was being treated by her students, gritted her teeth in pain. Zhou Xiao, the dean of the Southern Sky Academy, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, knew that Nan Xiaohe was now half-crippled.
Too many special abilities couldn't be performed without the use of one's hands, and Nan Xiaohe was especially good at controlling special abilities. It could be said that every finger was extremely important to her, but now …
Blood cannot be shed in vain.
This was what Zhou Xiao had said, and he would never forget it.
Following this, there would definitely be other disciples, even the Sect Master, and even himself who would bleed and sacrifice themselves.
But the more this was the case, the more they couldn't retreat, because blood cannot be shed in vain.
Zhou Xiao looked in the direction of the Seven Star Tower. He looked at Xu Mai, the dean of the Big Dipper Academy, on the rooftop, and at Lu Chenfeng, who was still motionless downstairs.
He had some trump cards, but he didn't want to use them unless Big Dipper used some unexpected ultimate move. But now …
"They're here." Suddenly, a message from Ming's Soul interrupted Zhou Xiao's thoughts.
"What's here?" Zhou Xiao quickly replied. This message was sent by someone he had previously sent to build a line of defense behind him and guard against Northern Mountain New Academy's disciple Feng Ling.
"Two youths, but … very weak …"
"Don't be careless," Zhou Xiao hurriedly reminded Feng Ling. He put aside the matter that he was still thinking about just now. The Northern Mountain New Academy was an unknown. This kind of unexpected trouble needed to be solved one by one.
"What's wrong?" Nan Xiaohe, who was grimacing in pain, asked when she saw Zhou Xiao's strange expression.
"Northern Mountain New Academy's guests are here," Zhou Xiao said.
"Lu Ping?"
"Maybe. I'll go and have a look. "Zhou Xiao was ready to go in person.
"I'll go with you." Nan Xiaohe, who had lost her hands, could finally move.
"You …"
"I know him," Nan Xiaohe said before Zhou Xiao could.
Zhou Xiao thought for a moment and nodded.
Although those who had seen Lu Ping's appearance had described it, it had to be said that it was not particularly distinctive. It was more reliable to have someone who could recognize Lu Ping and confirm it with their own eyes.
The two hurriedly rushed to the rear, but they didn't know that while they were talking, a fight had started in the rear.
There was no explanation or communication.
When Feng Ling sent a message to Zhou Xiao, Lu Ping and Zi Mu had already approached. Feng Ling sensed the two's Soul Force. When she was about to ask, Lu Ping's fist had already been raised.
Feng Ling really didn't expect this at all. Fortunately, this was the rear of the three academies, which was completely occupied by them. Moreover, they were in a line of people who were ready to fight. How could the two of them just walk straight to them and fight directly?
There wasn't even a single word of disagreement. He simply didn't say a single word!
"Who are you?" Feng Ling shouted while dodging Lu Ping's punch.
"Ah!"
A scream came from a place far behind her.
She dodged it, but she didn't expect that the power of Lu Ping's punch could reach as far as 100 meters. The disciples who were protected by their line of defense a hundred meters away were actually injured.
"Ah! Ah! "
What was even more unexpected was that there wasn't just one scream, but two more followed.
"Three people were injured in this way?"
Feng Ling was dumbfounded. She hurriedly sensed Lu Ping again, but the result was the same as before. In terms of perception, this guy should be very weak.
"Lu Ping." It turned out that Lu Ping was still answering her previous question!
It was actually that simple to confirm Lu Ping's identity.
As he answered, Lu Ping clenched his right fist, which was wearing a divine weapon, the Blowing Horn Chain Camp.
He punched with his left fist just now. Even though his opponent was dumbfounded, Lu Ping was just testing the waters by throwing a stone at him.
His right fist was the real manifestation of his current strength.
He punched!
The Soul of Ming pierced through the air, creating an extremely long ripple. The ripple extended forward as if there was no end to it. Wherever the ripple passed, there were cries of alarm, screams of pain, and fresh blood, forming a line.
Everyone sensed this punch, even those who were as weak as Zi Mu, because this punch was too powerful.
Zhou Xiao and Nan Xiaohe, who were rushing over, also sensed it.
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