Chapter 156

"Not here." Tang Luo said.

"Oh right, you weren't calling me." Hearing Tang Luo's words, Chu Zhongtian suddenly snapped to attention, his heart hardening as he slapped himself hard across the face, the sound sharp and clear.

Red swelling quickly appeared on his face, the pain making him immediately think Fu Jiang was nothing!

"Don't worry, Master, I definitely won't hold you back." Seeing Tang Luo turn his head, Chu Zhongtian forced out an ugly smile and said.

Li Suibian glanced at Chu Zhongtian with some surprise.

I originally thought he was just a salted fish who only clung to big shots, but I underestimated him.

The Sword Immortal of Wine's fate, as a cultivator, Chuan Shangjiangzi's simple words wouldn't shake Li Suibian's Dao heart.

As a woman, An'an was exempt from ninety percent of the temptation, unaffected.

Only Chu Zhongtian was easily affected.

"It's fine." Tang Luo smiled gently, "Holding you back doesn't matter either."

"..."

This pretentious act—dressed up so handsomely, Master, can't you give me some face?

"Dear, you're so heartless, can you bear to keep someone outside the door?" Chuan Shangjiangzi said from outside the door.

The address had already shifted from "Teacher Tang" to "Dear," progressing very quickly.

"I can't bear it." Tang Luo said, gesturing to Li Suibian.

Li Suibian by the door understood instantly, violently unlocking and opening the door, reaching out to grab and pull in one smooth motion.

"Filthy beggar!"

Chuan Shangjiangzi let out a startled cry.

The person Li Suibian grabbed and dragged in, whom she called a beggar, was unfortunately not Chuan Shangjiangzi, but a student not wearing a uniform.

Likely the leader of some delinquent gang, still intending to resist.

Thrown aside by Li Suibian, the back of his head hit the ground, and he fainted instantly.

The principal's office door swung fully open, allowing Tang Luo and the others to see the outside situation.

In the hallway outside, the corridor was packed with people—there were pot-bellied, laid-back teachers, and also delinquent students glaring with eyes wide, wishing to press their faces against Tang Luo and the others to show "I'm so awesome."

There were also many ordinary students.

Having taken up all the space, naturally at the front was the school principal—Chuan Shangjiangzi.

This is the true person standing at the peak of Kamui.

Unfortunately, that gang of delinquents fights every day, and their coveted "throne" has long been firmly occupied by someone else.

They have no throne, no principal, bitter wine entering the throat, heart aching, gulping down.

"Quite a few people." Li Suibian glanced around, then turned and grabbed a plastic broom from the office corner, stepped on the broom head, and gripped it in hand as a makeshift sword.

He didn't really want to make blood flow everywhere; this temporary "sword" was enough.

Although there are many people outside, in reality, the ones we truly need to face are just those nearby.

They're all ordinary people, with no more weapons; for Li Suibian, the difference between ten and a hundred is merely stamina.

"Dear, you're willing to see me—" Seeing Tang Luo inside the door, Chuan Shangjiangzi was very happy, but just as he spoke halfway, his expression suddenly changed, "Who is this slutty girl!"

The speaker was An'an.

Before An'an could react, Chuan Shangjiangzi revealed an expression of extreme jealousy: "Dear, you're rejecting me because of this flat-chested little girl, aren't you?"

"I'm not, I haven't, don't spout nonsense!"

An'an thought inwardly, clearly not flat-chested, but of normal average size, okay!

And what use are those two lumps of flab on the chest! The pleasure isn't even mine.

"Pfft."

"What are you laughing at……" An'an couldn't help but say, utterly helpless, you're from which side exactly?

"I wasn't laughing." Tang Luo shook his head, then said to Chuan Shangjiangzi, "I didn't say it before—because you're too ugly."

"Die!"

"Burn him to death!"

"Dare to disrespect the principal!"

Before Chuan Shangjiangzi could say anything, her "legion" couldn't hold back.

"Shut up! I'm talking to my dear, what business is it of yours!" Chuan Shangjiangzi's attitude was extremely vicious.

But those people instead showed expressions of bliss, almost lying on the ground saying, "Don't pity me just because I'm a delicate flower."

Seeing this, An'an and Chu Zhongtian felt a wave of disgust.

Not only was it the disgust from these people's expressions, but also Chuan Shangjiangzi's ability.

"It seems enlightenment is useless now." Tang Luo thought darkly.

These people aren't under mental control—they're genuinely, from the heart, captivated by Chuan Shangjiangzi, willing to give everything for her.

It's the ultimate form of a simp, not something enlightenment can fix.

Even if we kill Chuan Shangjiangzi, these people won't change.

"Then dear, what exactly do you like? I can change." Facing Tang Luo, Chuan Shangjiangzi is also a simp.

However, according to Chu Zhongtian's saying.

Once Tang Luo truly falls for Chuan Shangjiangzi, she will instantly change faces and discard him like worn-out shoes. This is Fu Jiang's nature—just like a child chasing new toys.

Now Tang Luo hasn't yet been won over by her, so he only appears to be a simp, and merely appears that way.

"I guess it can't be changed, let you guys practice your hands." Tang Luo turned his head and said to An'an and Chu Zhongtian.

"Practice hands?"

Chu Zhongtian has only done three missions, setting aside skills, he's not much stronger than an ordinary person.

Courage and combat training were certainly present, but against the fanatical followers of Kawakami Jiangzi, this advantage could be completely ignored.

"Yeah, this opportunity is pretty good, it would be a pity to miss it," Tang Luo said.

"Okay." Chu Zhongtian agreed readily.

"... Me." An'an hesitated.

"Don't worry." Tang Luo said, "I temporarily appoint you as 'Dharma Protector Vajra.'" After saying that, he clasped his hands together.

"The Dharma is boundless!" A solemn, bell-like voice came from Tang Luo's mouth.

Chu Zhongtian and An'an instantly felt a surging power welling up, as if they could punch a bull to death with one fist.

"Oh, dear, you're amazing." The first to praise was Kawakami Jiangzi, speaking thus, yet she very wisely stepped back.

She retreated into the crowd.

"Besides dear, killing others doesn't matter." Kawakami Jiangzi ordered.

But Chu Zhongtian was faster than her followers, rushing past Tang Luo's side, charging into the crowd, throwing a punch, immediately someone collided with their companion behind them.

It was like dominoes, five or six falling down at once.

"Hey." Feeling the power in his body, Chu Zhongtian laughed, "Come on!"

Then, he was embraced by a group of people.

However, these people's strength was far less than Chu Zhongtian's under the "Dharma Empowerment," and as he shoved hard, they were flung away, again colliding with companions rushing forward.

Chu Zhongtian's domineering aura leaked out, and he began to slaughter in all directions.

But after all, there were too many people around, packed together, a crowd heedlessly shoving forward.

As time passed, the space Chu Zhongtian could move in grew smaller and smaller.

"Get out of my way!"

At this moment, An'an shouted loudly and also joined the battle.

"Smarter than that kid." Li Suibian said.

An'an took down two cabinet doors from the wardrobe; the wardrobe was not small, and the two doors were not small either.

Held by An'an and swung, a single strike hit a wide area.

The howling sound of breaking air, mighty as a tiger, a group of people could not get close, though chaotic, the power was tremendous.

Of course, the consumption of stamina was also very large.

With An'an's help, Chu Zhongtian caught his breath, seized the opportunity, and fiercely activated his skill—Wind Rush!

Like a ferocious tiger charging into a flock of sheep, impossible to stop.

Chu Zhongtian instantly forged a path, charging to within ten or so meters of Kawakami Jiangzi, reaching out to grab her.

Capture the bandit by capturing their leader!

Besides astonishing charm and regenerative ability, this "Fujiang" was merely an ordinary person.

Under the Dharma Empowerment, victory was certain!

Chu Zhongtian grabbed Kawakami Jiangzi's throat with his right hand and shouted loudly: "Everyone stop! Otherwise I—"

"Crack!"

The sharp sound of a bone breaking interrupted Chu Zhongtian's words, or rather turned his words into a wail.

Before him, Kawakami Jiangzi fixed one hand on Chu Zhongtian's arm, the other hand delivered an elbow strike, smashing into his arm.

It actually shattered Chu Zhongtian's right hand outright!

"She isn't... an ordinary person?" Li Suibian froze for a moment, his "temporary sword" tightening, preparing to act.

Misjudgment!

In personal combat ability, Kawakami Jiangzi is not of the ordinary person level.

Chu Zhongtian paid the price of a broken right hand for this.

It might even be worse.

"Filthy idiot, who allowed you to touch me?" Kawakami Jiangzi was furious, stepping back one step.

The surrounding teacher-guards swarmed forward, knocking Chu Zhongtian to the ground, then one after another piled on top.

More than twenty middle-aged men, each weighing over 150, the broken-handed Chu Zhongtian could not stand up at all, not only that, but even breathing became difficult.

The chest was compressed, feeling as if every bone in the body was emitting a protesting "creak" sound, like an old wooden stick, about to break the next second.

Kawakami Jiangzi smiled sweetly at Tang Luo: "Dear, your student seems about to be crushed to death."

"Oh."

Tang Luo responded, taking a step forward.

"Finally about to make a move." Li Suibian was very curious, how would this Tang Xuanzang resolve the current situation?

"Cover your ears."

Tang Luo said.

"Huh?" Li Suibian blinked, then saw a violet dragon head phantom appear behind Tang Luo.

Then, the dragon head opened its mouth, a roar almost becoming substantive power, striking everyone through the ears.

Li Suibian's face turned pale, immediately circulating true qi to counteract the roar's power.

Others, however, did not have this ability.

The crowd still standing was like wheat harvested by a reaper, each one painfully collapsing into unconsciousness.

Many people had blood flowing from their ears.

"What an indiscriminate area-of-effect attack skill." Li Suibian retreated a few steps, being too close to the "sound source," it was unpleasant.

The dragon head behind continued roaring, Tang Luo walked toward Kawakami Jiangzi.

Fifteen seconds later, the roar ceased, the dragon head vanished.

Everything around became utterly silent.

"Dear." Kawakami Ezō looked up at Tang Luo, showing a sweet smile, "I knew—"

Tang Luo reached out, flicked his finger, and his index finger tapped Kawakami Ezō's forehead.

The smile on her face froze, and her body went limp, as if she had no bones.

Blood slowly flowed from her nose, but before it reached the ground, Tang Luo wiped it away with his finger and then stuffed it into Kawakami Ezō's mouth, cleaning it thoroughly.

This way, there won't be a second Kawakami Ezō splitting off, right?

Whether she is Fujiko or not, it's better to be prepared.