Chapter 82

"No… no!"

But what answered him was a hand dripping with red blood.

Wang San reached out his hand.

And seized that student's neck directly.

Just like grabbing a stick.

And swung it toward Qin Bei.

Seeing this, the other student scrambled up from the ground at once.

And ran outside.

Wang San hardened his heart.

He kicked a stone directly, aiming at the one behind.

The fleeing student's spine twisted.

And he collapsed onto the ground.

Qin Bei was horrified within.

This guy—

Had never treated people as people at all.

He treated them all as tools for his use.

Wang San, gripping his weapon,

Swung the student in his hand directly.

And smashed it toward Qin Bei's head.

Qin Bei pushed lightly off the ground with his feet.

And leaped straight up ten meters.

And that student's head—

Smashed directly onto the rubble on the ground.

And kicked the bucket.

Qin Bei turned the wolf head.

The Garulu saber pointed at Wang San.

The wolf head thrust forward.

A howl of a wolf rang out.

The powerful sonic attack shattered the corpse in Wang San's hand to pieces.

Even the rubble on the ground began to tremble.

And then split apart.

And the student crawling in the distance—

He had no talent whatsoever.

Apart from slightly better physical fitness,

He had no other advantage at all.

Under the assault of the wolf's howl,

Red blood appeared at his ears.

And he was shaken to death on the spot.

Then—

Qin Bei's body slowly descended from the air.

And the Wang San before him—

After enduring the sonic attack,

Red blood began to flow from his seven orifices.

Both eyes, both ears, both nostrils, and the corners of his mouth.

He looked utterly wretched.

The wound on his arm was still bleeding nonstop.

As for the man before him, Qin Bei couldn't even be bothered to use his finishing move.

A man like that didn't deserve it.

Of course, the main reason was that the finishing move released in Garulu form was a bit strange.

It actually had to be held in the mouth.

Couldn't get used to it, couldn't get used to it.

Qin Bei stepped forward, walking toward Wang San one step at a time.

Wang San's body trembled.

Soon Qin Bei arrived before him.

He raised the Garulu saber, aiming at Wang San's heart.

"Don't! Don't kill me! I know there's a place with treasure—precious medicinal herbs are there!"

Wang San blurted out in panic.

"Oh? Where?"

Qin Bei seemed to have his interest piqued.

The motion of his blade couldn't be stopped.

A flash of excitement passed through Wang San's eyes.

A student is a student.

To think he'd so easily let his guard down.

Then his gaze locked onto the belt area of Qin Bei's armor.

If his guess was right.

That spot was the weak point.

He was going to smash that piece of armor off.

A student who had just awakened — wouldn't he be at his mercy to knead and shape?

"That spot is right at…"

Wang San was speaking, his words only half out.

When he suddenly kicked straight at Qin Bei.

The blood qi power within.

Was so dense it had taken on substance.

However.

The excitement in Wang San's eyes had just surfaced.

With a sickening crunch.

The golden blade of the Garuru Saber.

Had already pierced straight through his heart.

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