Chapter 184

"What did you think? And he's a dual-talent third-order, otherwise how would he dare to be so arrogant?"

"Holy crap, look, that guy is walking toward Chen Ang."

At the classroom door.

Tong Shi happened to meet Lu Yong walking over together; as soon as they entered the classroom, they saw Luo He walking toward Chen Ang. The disdain and playfulness on the other's face made both of them freeze.

Then they looked at each other and smiled, showing expressions of sympathy.

"That guy is going to be unlucky."

"Where did such a reckless guy come from, daring to provoke a tiger's whiskers."

In their view.

Among the freshmen, the only tiger was Chen Ang.

Luo He walked slowly to Chen Ang's side and asked with a smile, "Do you think I'm right, classmate Chen Ang?"

Hearing this.

Chen Ang rubbed his temples, a look of helplessness flashing across his face.

Fame is large.

Reckless ants are also easy to come knocking.

Really...

Sighing, Chen Ang looked up at Luo He and said calmly, "I don't know if you're right or not, but I only know that I'm not used to looking up at others."

"What do you mean?"

Luo He frowned, inexplicably having a bad premonition.

The next moment.

Whoosh.

Chen Ang made a move.

The speed was very fast.

Luo He subconsciously wanted to attack at the same time.

But just as his hand was raised, Chen Ang had already grabbed his head and slammed it down onto the desk in front of him.

Bang!

The desk shattered.

Luo He was instantly covered in blood.

Chen Ang's expression was calm, without the slightest fluctuation. "Do you understand what I mean now?"

186: Beautiful Teacher: Chen Ang, do as you please.

"Ah!!"

A painful and angry voice sounded.

Luo He looked up, a pair of scarlet pupils filled with rage staring at Chen Ang, revealing undisguised killing intent.

The pairs of gazes watching from around him made him feel that his dignity was completely gone; the sense of shame that washed over him made his face flush, and he couldn't help but throw a punch at Chen Ang.

Flames appeared, emitting scorching high temperatures, and even contained strong winds, making the flames grow vigorously as if they had obtained rich life force.

Chen Ang's expression remained unchanged.

Black dragon scales covered his left arm; after raising it, he easily grabbed Luo He's fist, letting the flames scorch him, yet it couldn't cause the slightest fluctuation on Chen Ang's face.

Not to mention the defensive power of Chen Ang's dragon scales themselves, just Chen Ang's Absorption Body and other abilities were enough to make him fearless of this so-called high-temperature flame.

Or rather...

"Too weak."

Chen Ang said indifferently. "Wanting to step on me to get ahead—who gave you the courage?"

After speaking, the left hand grabbing Luo He's fist suddenly twisted with force.

Crack.

Ah!!

A shrill scream immediately came from Luo He's mouth again.

Chen Ang's expression didn't change in the slightest; he even erupted with power and gave a sudden pull.

Rip—

Blood splattered.

An arm was torn off alive.

Staring at Luo He, Chen Ang's eyes flashed with a faint hint of killing intent and contemplation.

It seemed he was thinking about whether to kill the guy in front of him directly.

Perhaps sensing this hint of killing intent, Luo He's face turned even paler.

"No, don't, don't kill me, let me go... let me go!"

Fear finally appeared in Luo He's eyes; while in pain, he hurriedly begged for mercy.

Losing an arm didn't matter.

But he didn't want to die.

Hearing this, a look of disdain flashed in Chen Ang's eyes. "Forget it, get lost."

Chen Ang kicked out, completely ignoring Luo He's shoulder, which was spurting blood and was missing its right arm, and kicked him flying; blood sprinkled on the ground, looking miserable.

Afterward, he casually threw the right arm onto Luo He.

The smell of blood permeated the classroom.

Looking for trouble for no reason?

Impossible.

To put it bluntly, he just wanted to step on Chen Ang to get ahead.

How could Chen Ang not see the other's purpose clearly?

It's just that usually, when you do something wrong, you have to pay the price.

If it weren't for the fact that this was the academy, Chen Ang wouldn't mind twisting off the other's head.

But for now, let it be.

Kicked flying by Chen Ang, Luo He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, grabbed his right arm, and ran frantically toward the outside.

Blood sprayed all the way.

He no longer had his previous arrogant appearance.

Watching the other's departing back, Chen Ang took out his phone, found Shivana's contact information, and silently typed a message:

【Freshman, Luo He.】

Send.

The next moment.

Ding-dong.

【Your Highness, rest assured, I will kill him.】

Seeing the replied message.

Chen Ang put away his phone with a calm expression.

Having said he would cut the weeds and pull up the roots, Chen Ang wouldn't have any hesitation.

After all, he didn't want enemies to suddenly pop up from nowhere in the future because of this so-called hatred.

In the classroom.

With Luo He gone, the bloodstains on the ground and the smell permeating the air made the entire classroom quiet down.

Many students looked at Chen Ang and swallowed their saliva, deep fear in their eyes.

Even though Chen Ang hadn't attacked them, the decisive and cruel methods just now undoubtedly intimidated them.

Even those who had previously echoed Luo He's words were now pale, their bodies trembling slightly, perhaps fearing that Chen Ang would retaliate against them.

"Tsk tsk, brother Chen Ang, long time no see, still as decisive as ever."

Lu Yong walked over and said with a bitter smile.

The scene just now reminded him of the first time he met Chen Ang during the martial arts exam.

Fu Fu Zhesheng had died at Chen Ang's decisive hand.

He had even slapped his face without hesitation, leaving him helpless.