1755: C1755 Confusion

C1755 Confusion

Zhong Ming leaped, but was repelled by a wave of heat wave. The temperature of the lava caused the surrounding air to fluctuate greatly …

The sweat on Zhong Ming's forehead also instantly flowed down. Fortunately, the ancient Demonic Beast was not woken up by Zhong Ming's sound and still slept soundly.

"Brat, you only have one chance. If you fail, you might throw your life away." The Sword Saint said to Zhong Ming in a serious tone.

Zhong Ming slightly nodded: "I have long since been mentally prepared. If we fail this time, we will have to rely on them for the rest of the matter."

"If you fail, don't you think it would be a pity to throw your life away?" The first point was because Zhong Ming was equivalent to one of his' hosts'. If Zhong Ming died, then he would disappear, and the second point was that the Sword Saint believed that Zhong Ming was a good material that could be polished. If Zhong Ming died just like that, it would be too much of a pity.

"If I don't, everyone else will die. Besides, I never said I would fail." The corner of Zhong Ming's mouth curled into a smile. His hand tightly gripped the dagger and he leaped again, enduring the heat wave as he jumped directly onto the head of the Ancient Demonic Beast's Nine-headed Snake.

At this moment, the Nine-headed Snake had already sensed Zhong Ming's existence. It immediately shook its body crazily, trying to make Zhong Ming fall from its head into the extremely hot lava.

However, Zhong Ming directly stabbed the dagger into one of the snake heads. Instantly, the head of the snake spewed out boiling hot blood. Zhong Ming's entire body was burned by the blood, and the wound looked extremely shocking.

At the same time, after the Nine-headed Snake was struck, the other eight snake heads instantly shot out from the lava and headed towards Zhong Ming.

Mixed with the boiling lava, the snake head wantonly moved through the fluctuating air.

Fortunately, Zhong Ming was able to endure the pain. With his agile body and movements, he dodged the Nine-headed Snake's attack.

Zhong Ming did not have time to care about that. He smiled at the Sword Saint and said, "Old man, let me borrow your world."

The Sword Saint nodded slightly. Naturally, he knew what Zhong Ming wanted to do, as he wanted to collect the Demonic Beast's blood into the bracelet.

Zhong Ming stretched out his hand and shook the bracelet on his wrist. The blood that spurted out was sucked into the bracelet by Zhong Ming.

As the temperature was too high, the bracelet also quickly heated up, leaving a red burn mark on Zhong Ming's wrist.

The world that the Sword Saint lived in turned into a huge furnace instantly. The Sword Saint gritted his teeth and said to Zhong Ming, "Zhong Ming, let's go quickly! The temperature of the bracelet is too high, if it is not cooled down in time, the bracelet will explode! "

After Zhong Ming heard this, he took out his dagger and jumped out of the barrier.

How could the Hydra be willing to give up such an opportunity? The nine snake heads shot towards Zhong Ming, revealing their huge fangs.

But it was useless as Zhong Ming's speed was extremely quick and he escaped out of the Spirit Formation in the nick of time. Only then did he escape a calamity.

The snake head hit the inner wall of the barrier and made a sizzling sound. After being burnt by the barrier, the snake head quickly hid within the lava.

Zhong Ming laid outside the enchantment in exhaustion, breathing heavily. At this moment, Zhong Ming's clothes were almost burnt by the heat, and his skin turned red … In some places, flesh and even bones were revealed from the lava's burn wounds.

After escaping out of the boundary, the temperature of the bracelet slowly dropped. At this time, the Sword Saint wiped the sweat off his forehead, took off his clothes that had already been drenched in sweat, and asked Zhong Ming: "Brat, are you alright?"

Zhong Ming panted heavily. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with a serious expression on his face and said tiredly, "I'm fine …" In short … I must hurry back now! "

Zhong Ming used all his strength to support his body and slowly got up from the ground. Then, he quickly escaped from the cave and laid on Xiao Hei's back.

Xiao Hei also seemed to have come to a realization as he carried Zhong Ming and ran towards Xi Rui Academy without saying anything further.

Not long after, Zhong Ming and Xiao Hei returned to Xi Rui Academy.

When everyone saw Zhong Ming act like this, they all walked up to him and asked him what was going on.

Upon seeing this, two streams of tears flowed from Han Xue'er's eyes.

"Zhong Ming!" Why did you turn yourself into this? Do you know how much I worry about you! " Han Xue'er shouted at Zhong Ming in a sobbing tone.

Zhong Ming was also very helpless. He used all his strength to raise his arm and waved it at Han Xue'er, "I'm fine, quickly bring a basin over!"

"A basin?" Yan Nanfei looked towards Zhong Ming in confusion.

Zhong Ming nodded slightly.

"Quick!" Hurry and get the basin! " Yan Nanfei hastily instructed everyone.

Not long later, the students of Ciri Academy brought out a lot of basins and then all looked at Zhong Ming in bewilderment. What the hell was this guy doing?

Zhong Ming slowly raised his arm and waved the fist with the bracelet. A strong smell of blood instantly gushed out from Zhong Ming's bracelet.

Everyone was initially shocked and retreated backwards. The smell of blood was too strong. They frowned as they felt nauseous …

"Don't waste it, catch it quickly!" Zhong Ming frowned and shouted at the crowd weakly.

"What is this?" Yan Nanfei asked Zhong Ming in bewilderment when he saw that the red mucus that recklessly sprayed out was disgusting along with a fishy smell.

At this time, Zhong Ming no longer had any strength left. He said lightly towards Yan Nan, "If you smear the blood on your body and sprinkle the excess blood at Xi Rui Academy's entrance, you should be able to escape death. For now, this is all I can do for you."

Yan Nanfei instantly realized what the bright red slime that shot out from Zhong Ming's bracelet was! This was none other than the bright red blood of the Demonic Beast!

Yan Nanfei wanted to continue asking, but when he saw that Zhong Ming had fainted, he ordered his brothers, "Hurry and bring Zhong Ming back to his room!"

"The remaining brothers, follow me!" At the same time, he also endured the stench of the Demonic Beast's blood, and took the initiative to spill it onto his own body.

Seeing that, everyone followed Yan Nanfei and sprinkled the Demonic Beast's fresh blood on their own bodies.

Following that, everyone sprinkled all of their remaining Demonic Beast blood onto the gate, the floor, the city gates, and the city walls of Ciri Academy!

Although they didn't know what was the use of doing this, they had no choice but to follow Zhong Ming's instructions.

Of course, now that Zhong Ming had become like this, Han Xue'er didn't dare to take even half a step away as she stayed beside Zhong Ming to accompany him.

"Zhong Ming, why did you make yourself look like this!" Han Xue'er looked at Zhong Ming in front of her and saw that he was covered in burns and some parts of his body had even started to rot, revealing his white bones.

Zhong Ming gritted his teeth as he endured the pain. However, due to the pain, he eventually fainted.

Within Ciri's Academy.

"Look …" Is that the Demonic Beast! "

"The Demonic Beast is coming!"

"Everyone, get ready to attack! Everyone be careful! " Yan Nanfei shouted towards the crowd.

Everyone who was drenched in the blood of the Ancient Demonic Beast held a long sword in their hands, and rushed in the direction of the Demonic Beast.

There were roughly fifty or so Demonic Beast gathered together, and they charged towards Ciri's Academy.

Many Demonic Beast had gathered at this place, and a ton of pressure caused the ground to tremble.

"Brother Nanfei … Do you think we have a chance of winning this time? "

Yan Nanfei still shook his head slowly and said to the people around him, "I don't know, but I know that I just need to try my best."

"He's here!" Yan Nanfei frowned. Seeing that the Demonic Beast was only a few dozen meters away from the gate of Ciri Academy, he suddenly stopped right in front of the gate.

All the Demonic Beast panicked and started to kill each other.

"This... What's going on here, Brother Nanfei! "

"They... They seem to be attacking each other... "2

"That's right, they are killing each other!"

"Then what should we do?"

Yan Nanfei frowned. Although he didn't know what had happened, he was clear that Zhong Ming's method had worked.

"I'll wait and see what happens, and see what happens in the end." Yan Nanfei pursed his lips and said.

Naturally, everyone in Xi Rui Academy listened to Yan Nanfei's words. They held their treasured swords in their hands and didn't relax the slightest bit …

It was only at night that the last Demonic Beast fell and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Nanfei, how do you think they suddenly started fighting? This is unbelievable." A Xi Rui brother asked Yan Nan, a little puzzled.

Although Yan Nan Fei was not as strong as Zhong Ming, Yan Nan Fei also understood something so he said to the crowd, "We should thank Zhong Ming properly. This should be the result of the ancient Demonic Beast's blood."

"What does this have to do with the blood of the Ancient Demonic Beast?"

"In the world of the Demonic Beast, the strong preys on the weak, and natural selection events are occurring. They came here for the same purpose, but died for a different purpose." Yan Nanfei said something very philosophical at this moment.

"What do you mean, Nan Fei ge, can you explain it clearly?"

"For the ancient Demonic Beast, since the strong preys on the weak, it is very possible that they died because they mistakenly believed that their leader, the Demonic Beast, had died. However, this is also a good thing, at least our Xi Rui Academy did not die because of it, our strength is still far from being their match." Yan Nanfei said indifferently.

"You guys go ahead and pack up. I need to go back and see Zhong Ming." Yan Nanfei said to the crowd.

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement. Then, Yan Nanfei started to walk in Zhong Ming's direction.

Soon, Yan Nanfei arrived at Zhong Ming's room and saw that Zhong Ming was being taken care of by Han Xue'er.

Yan Nanfei walked up and looked at the injured Zhong Ming, then turned to Han Xue'er and asked, "How is Zhong Ming now?"

Han Xue'er sighed helplessly and shook her head. "I don't know if Zhong Ming can survive this …"

"After all, his injuries are really too severe." Han Xue'er quickly said.

"This is all my fault. If it wasn't for me, Zhong Ming wouldn't have become like this." Yan Nanfei said to Han Xue'er self-reproachfully.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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