Chapter 249

Wang Da Dong came to the Ultimate Class.

After a day and night of verification.

He finally accepted that he had arrived ten years into the future.

Since he had already come ten years into the future, he needed to find a way back to ten years ago.

That was the timeline where he lived.

When the students of the Ultimate Class saw Wang Da Dong, their expressions were all grim.

After all, yesterday when Wang Da Dong was dueling Lei Ting.

He went back on his word.

He used his combat power index.

Wang Da Dong walked straight up to Lei Ting.

"Hey, newbie, what do you want to do to King?" Hua Hua Linglong immediately stood up.

Seeing Zhong Wanjun also stared at Wang Da Dong.

Everyone gathered around Lei Ting.

"Wang Da Dong! King is our Ultimate Class's boss! If you lay a finger on her, you… you're dead!" Jin Bao San mustered his courage to declare his stance.

"Miss Lei, I'm sorry about what happened yesterday," Wang Da Dong said. "That wasn't my intention—I didn't know why I couldn't control myself back then… You can punish me however you like."

Lei Ting was surprised.

She hadn't expected Wang Da Dong to apologize to her.

"Then you'll clean the toilets for two months," Jin Bao San shoved the cleaning tools into Wang Da Dong's hands. "Hehehe, Brother Dong, get going!"

"Hey…"

Wang Da Dong was pushed out of the classroom by Jin Bao San.

"…"

"…"

Lei Ting didn't bother with all that.

Her thoughts were on Lin Yu.

Where was Lin Yu today…?

Her gaze landed on the seat beside her.

Yesterday.

He sat right here.

And told her things like "you've grown up."

But last night, she thought and thought again.

She racked her brain but couldn't remember.

Where she had ever met Lin Yu.

"Strange… why do I care so much about that guy…?" Lei Ting suddenly realized.

She actually… cared about Lin Yu?

Why?

Because Jin Bao San said he was the戾魔?

Or because yesterday he effortlessly caught Wang Da Dong's punch, fully charged to 10,000 combat points, and saved her life?

Just who… is he?

Could he really be the戾魔 and Brother Yanwang?

No.

Impossible.

Lin Yu looked to be her own age.

The戾魔 was a figure from ten years ago.

How could he still look like a teenager?

The戾魔 was just powerful.

He wasn't immortal.

"You… have something on your mind," Seeing Zhong Wanjun said, watching Lei Ting.

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He spoke in a declarative tone.

"I… I don't," Lei Ting awkwardly looked away.

"Thinking of him?" Seeing Zhong Wanjun asked.

"No way! Why would I think of him?" Lei Ting immediately denied it.

Seeing Zhong Wanjun stared at her for a long time.

"What?" Lei Ting suddenly grew angry.

Perhaps Seeing Zhong Wanjun's gaze had pierced through her thoughts.

Made her feel utterly humiliated.

"Nothing," Seeing Zhong Wanjun shook his head and returned to his seat.

A wave of disappointment washed over him.

He hadn't even said who he meant yet.

Ting had already rushed to deny it.

She was still the same as always.

She couldn't hide what was on her mind at all.

Seeing Zhong Wanjun's gaze fell on the seat Lin Yu had sat in yesterday.

Who on earth… was that person?

School was almost out in the afternoon; Lei Ting had been distracted the entire day.

Just at that moment.

Jin Bao San came rushing in, flustered and panicked.

"This is bad, this is bad!"

"Hua Hua Linglong and that-whoever are fighting inside the broadcast room!"

Everyone was startled.

"How could Hua Hua Linglong get into a fight with that-whoever?"

"Jin Bao San, couldn't you go stop them?"

"Right, just go stop them and that'll do it, right?"

"Why are they fighting?"

"Ah, classmates!" Jin Bao San shouted, "You guys… forget it, even if I told you, you wouldn't understand."

Then.

He looked at Wang Da Dong: "Brother Dong! It's the Hand of Ares! The Hand of Ares has appeared!"

"What did you say? The Hand of Ares?" Wang Da Dong was so shocked he stood up, "Could it be that Ding Xiaoyu… Ding Xiaoyu is back?"

He immediately rushed toward the broadcast room.

But when he got to the broadcast room, the door couldn't be opened.

"Hey! Ding Xiaoyu! Ding Xiaoyu, are you in there?" Wang Da Dong slapped at the door of Boshide Sect.

He pressed his ear against the door and heard the sounds of fighting coming from inside.

The door seemed to have been covered in a layer of barrier; no matter how he slapped at it, the people inside didn't seem to hear.

Suddenly.

Wang Da Dong caught sight of a fax machine.

Inside the fax machine.

A sheet of paper had also been printed out.