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Chapter 916

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"Not participating?" Hearing Lu Ping's sudden change of mind, Zi Mu was very surprised.

"Yes." Lu Ping nodded. He did not tell Zi Mu the truth. This matter was related to the safety of Zhenfeng College. He felt that there was no harm in being more cautious. If he really went to take revenge, it was not something he wanted to see. Therefore, he agreed with Draconis's idea and would naturally support it with all his strength.

"What happened?" Lu Ping did not say anything, but Zi Mu could not help but feel puzzled. The Lu Ping he knew was not a stubborn person, but he was not someone who would easily change his mind.

"The situation at the academy is a bit complicated. I can't leave so easily." Lu Ping said.

"So it's like this … … Then I have to quickly send this news back to the academy." Zi Mu said with some regret. He knew that Lu Ping was the dean of Zhenfeng College, but he did not really understand it. This kind of academy was at the bottom of the rankings. The dean's status might not even be as important as an ordinary disciple of the four great sects. North Style Academy undoubtedly thought highly of Lu Ping, but Lu Ping seemed to be more concerned about the mountain academy he came from. This was something that Zi Mu could not understand.

Even so, he did not say much about it. He only considered that if Lu Ping did not participate, he would not be able to stay here leisurely. He did not personally witness Lu Ping's glory at the Seven Stars Valley, but he heard about it afterwards. Therefore, he was clear about Lu Ping's importance. The news of him not going had to be sent back to the academy as soon as possible. This would give the academy more time to adjust their strategy and make up for the huge gap in strength.

"I'll leave immediately!" Zi Mu immediately wanted to leave.

"I'll send you." Lu Ping followed and sent Zi Mu out of Zhenfeng College. Zi Mu's heart was filled with melancholy. He did not know if the two of them would meet again in the future. When he waved goodbye, he almost shed tears.

Lu Ping knew what was going on, so he was naturally very calm. However, this was his usual self, so Zi Mu did not notice anything.

After sending off Zi Mu, Draconis returned to the Principal's office. Draconis was no longer there. Instead, there was someone sitting on the Principal's seat. His legs were raised high, resting on his desk. When he saw Lu Ping enter, the corners of his mouth curled up, but his body did not move.

Yan Xize was the only person in the entire Canyon Peak District who would act so arrogantly in front of Lu Ping, let alone Zhenfeng College. Lu Ping didn't care about his expression and just asked casually, "What are you doing here?"

"I say, your college doesn't have much to teach me!" Yan Xize said casually.

"Then why don't you leave?" Lu Ping said.

"I just don't understand how Yan Siffin could stay here for four years. Do you know what happened after he stayed here for four years? When he returned to Luoyang City, even the servant girl who served him was no match for him. The Yan Family has lost face because of him, "Yan Xize said.

"I think he's a good person," Lu Ping said.

"In this world, what's the use of being a good person?" Yan Xize finally put down his crossed legs and stood up from his seat.

"If he's a good person, he won't be thrown out the window," Lu Ping said.

"Thrown out the window?" Yan Xize was stunned. When he saw Lu Ping quickly approaching him, he immediately reacted.

"How dare you!" As soon as he said this, Lu Ping was already in front of him, grabbing him with one hand.

Yan Xize, who only knew how to mention his father's name, was really like an ignorant and incompetent playboy. But at this moment, his eyes flashed with unusual sharpness. He quickly retreated, his right hand falling to the left side of his body. He didn't have anything at his waist, but his right hand was in the posture of drawing a saber.

His speed wasn't much slower than Lu Ping's. When Lu Ping took another step forward, Yan Xize's right hand, which seemed to be pretending to draw a saber, had already lifted. A wave of Spirit Power swept toward Lu Ping like a saber.

It was very powerful!

Lu Ping, who was in battle mode, was constantly in a state of hearing. There was no blade in front of him, but in his ears, the spirit power that Yan Xize had unleashed with his bare hands produced the sound of a swift blade slicing through the air. Moreover, it was sharper than any blade he had ever seen.

But Lu Ping didn't dodge. He continued to take a step forward and directly faced the saber.

Yan Xize had a surprised look on his face, but he didn't stop. The saber formed from Spirit Power slashed toward Lu Ping, and Lu Ping was already standing in front of him.

Crack!

The study table behind Lu Ping suddenly broke into two. A cloud of dust suddenly flew up from the white wall several meters away, revealing a deep saber mark.

The other half was cut off by Lu Ping. He used his body to cut off the saber without dodging. His clothes were neatly cut, but the flesh underneath wasn't injured at all.

"Stop!" Seeing that Lu Ping still wanted to continue forward, Yan Xize hurriedly shouted.

Lu Ping stopped and looked at him.

"I'll do it myself." As Yan Xize spoke, he turned around and slammed into the window without hesitation, falling out of the sixth floor of Zhai Feng Restaurant.

The sound of the window shattering alarmed many people. Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw a figure fall straight down from the window of the dean's office. A few seconds later, the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground echoed throughout the school. However, it didn't sound like a person had been smashed. It sounded more like the ground had been smashed.

Countless heads peeked out from the windows of Zhai Feng Restaurant. Then, they saw Yan Xize lying straight on his back outside the window of the dean's office. The ground beneath him had cracked like a spider web and was deeply caved in.

Countless heads looked up. Lu Ping was standing through the shattered window of the dean's office, looking down at Yan Xize.

"Young Master." A figure suddenly landed beside the pit and called out respectfully to Yan Xize, who was in the pit.

"Old Wang," Yan Xize replied. Then, he straightened his body and stood up. He waved his hand and flicked the dust off his bulletproof vest.

"Young Master, what instructions do you have?" Old Wang asked.

"Can you kill him?" Yan Xize pointed at Lu Ping, who was above them.

Old Wang immediately looked troubled. He said embarrassedly, "I'm afraid I can't do that."

"What about my father?" Yan Xize asked again.

"Perhaps you can …" Old Wang sounded very uncertain. Clearly, he wasn't very confident.

Yan Xize took a deep breath and looked up at Lu Ping. Suddenly, he raised his hand and waved.

"Let's go," he called out.

"I won't be seeing you out," Lu Ping said from above.

"Let's go, Old Wang," Yan Xize said.

"Where to, Young Master?" Old Wang followed behind him and asked.

"We'll talk after we leave."

"Yes."

The old and young duo didn't stay at Zhenfeng College for long. They left just like that. No one knew what had happened. All they saw was that Lu Ping was still standing at the window of the dean's office.

It was a very powerful slash.

Lu Ping watched the old and young duo walk out of the college. Inside his body, the Ecstasy Soul Lock was still frantically suppressing the Soul Power of the slash.

If he had a weapon in his hand, he wouldn't have been able to block that slash. Lu Ping thought to himself. However, he shook his head after a second thought.

Ordinary weapons wouldn't be able to withstand such a condensed Soul Power. Even ordinary God Weapons wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Was that why that fellow's waist was empty?

Lu Ping couldn't help but think of the figure he had only caught a glimpse of on the lonely peak behind the college a year ago.

Long hair that danced in the wind, black clothes that flapped in the wind, and an unsheathed blade hanging at his waist.

Perhaps there was only one such saber.

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