2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"Zhuge Pifu! How long are you going to hide? Are you, the majestic dean of Chenjing College, going to use so many innocent students and teachers as a shield?"

The roaring magic sound resounded in the sky above Chenjing College. This time, not only the inner courtyard, but also countless students and teachers in the outer courtyard at the foot of the mountain noticed something strange, and they all asked on the school network what happened.

"What on earth stimulated this guy? Is he being controlled by someone?" Yue Xiao had simply given up and gave up resistance with her hands spread out. He was not as impulsive as Di Haotian. He felt that Yan Muyun must have a hidden agenda in doing this, so he thought about waiting and watching.

"It doesn't look like it. If he is controlled by someone, there will be some signs, but he seems to be acting completely of his own will." Lin Han shook his head slightly.

At this time, he had two long knives, one black and one white, on his waist, but his hands were naturally hanging at his sides. It was obvious that he also did not want to regard Yan Muyun as an enemy.

Karl didn't speak, but looked at the figure on the top of the building with burning eyes, his expression looked a little excited.

Wei Min, on the other hand, frowned and took a half step back behind everyone, holding his cell phone to send a message to someone unknown.

...

After roaring, Yan Muyun felt that the depression in his chest these days had been swept away.

It can be said that he used all his strength to transform this time, without reservation. This kind of control of unparalleled violence, and the pleasure of venting and evaporating at will, gradually made him unable to stop.

Yan Muyun conservatively estimated that he should now have the strength of the peak elite level demon melter, almost half a step above the king level.

But this is far from his limit.

If necessary, he wouldn't mind wiping his neck to show everyone his unique skills, replicating his performance during the catastrophe in Menxia City.

After standing on the top of the building and waiting for three full seconds, Yan Muyun's patience ran out, and his eyes burning with blazing fire glanced at the students and teachers gathering below: "I said... I only give You have ten minutes to escape...after that I will burn this place to the ground...Don't you understand?"

"Next time I take action... but people will really die..."

As soon as this sentence came out, a basin of cold water was poured over the heads of many students who were eager to try.

The tall boy who exploded the fireball with one punch and was knocked away by another punch had just turned into a small black dot on the horizon a few dozen meters ago. Most people don't think they are stronger than him, at least far inferior in terms of resisting blows.

If he had received the punch just now, he might not even have a chance to fly out, but instead would explode into a ball of blood mist.

Wei Min took a deep breath and shouted towards the top of the building: "Yan Muyun! Calm down and come down first. Let's talk carefully if we have anything to say!"

"Let me calm down?"

Yan Mu sneered: "Wait until I calm down, and then what? Take the opportunity to arrest me, and then find someone more obedient to take away my powers?"

Among the crowd, Yan Long, who had just arrived, had his pupils shrink slightly and subconsciously reached out to touch his pocket.

Suddenly, there were lightning and thunder, howling wind, swords and swords, bullets and bullets... countless colorful powers rushed to the top of the teaching building like a sea tide, and instantly engulfed the devil-like figure standing there.

In it, lies the Sorrow of Sauron.

"Huh?" Yan Muyun suddenly seemed to have discovered a new continent. He pointed at the sky and shouted loudly: "Look, everyone, what is that!"

"What my brother said is true. These young people deserve to be beaten to ashes."

"Thank you." Yan Muyun took the coat handed over by the other party, put it on, then raised his head and continued to marvel at the people around him: "I don't know what that person was thinking, but he went to Chenjing College to cause trouble. If you still call the dean a coward, isn't this asking for your own death?"

Swords have no eyes. Under the siege of so many people, it is impossible for Yan Muyun to be unscathed.

"Ohh Ohh ohh......"

Yan Long believed that there was definitely a hidden meaning in this matter. He stood in the crowd without saying a word, but silently stared at the extremely familiar yet extremely unfamiliar figure on the top of the building.

"Boom! Boom!"

Wings sprouted from someone's back, a strong wind blew under someone's feet, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen figures rose into the sky.

"Classmates! Calm down, everyone!" Some teachers were still trying to maintain order, but their calls were barely audible amid the public anger.

Yan Muyun roared angrily and stomped down with his foot.

Big and small explosions sounded, and black smoke almost covered half of the sky.

In the midst of the raging fire, a devil-like figure stood majestically. The teaching building under his feet has now become shorter out of thin air, and visually at least two or three floors have turned into burning ruins.

"I was in the teaching building just now and was accidentally burned by fire." Yan Muyun scratched his head.

As soon as he left, a piercing siren suddenly sounded throughout the inner courtyard.

"Misunderstanding... Since it is a misunderstanding, then ask Zhuge Pif to come out and explain it to me!"

"It's over, it's all over now." Yue Xiao collapsed on the ground and simply closed her eyes.

That was a man who was so anxious that he would even dare to punch a god.

After the smoke and dust dissipated and the flames were extinguished, there was nothing there. Is there any sign of any living thing?

"I'm going to see what that is." A boy with snow-white wings on his back frowned slightly, and the wings on his back vibrated and soared into the sky.

"You're right...eh? Brother, why are you not wearing any clothes?"

"This is Chenjing Academy, how could he be allowed to be so presumptuous!"

Someone took out a rag doll, someone took out a colorful flag, someone rolled out a huge ball of light with his hands, someone's eyes burst out with bright golden light, and in an instant countless visible and invisible attacks hit that person. A figure standing in the billowing smoke.

You know, even the humanoid molten demon didn't sound the alarm when he made a big fuss in the academy. Why did it suddenly sound now?

In full view of hundreds of teachers and students, countless flaming cracks spread from the roof of the teaching building, covering the top two or three floors almost instantly. The next moment, countless flame pillars spurted out from the cracks in the corridor windows and walls, accompanied by broken glass and blackened concrete slag falling like raindrops.

Sure enough, he still knew, but why didn't he say anything in the private chat space? And he seemed to be quite emotionally stable at the time, so why did he suddenly come back and cause trouble in a way that was almost equivalent to declaring war on the entire college?

They were scolding the dean again, and half of the teaching building in the center of the inner courtyard was cut off. Now not everyone could bear it anymore. A boy's shout sounded like a clarion call for a charge, and countless people began to defend their alma mater in their own way.

"Is he dead?"

Wei Min frowned slightly and continued to shout: "No matter what, things are definitely not what you think. It's just a misunderstanding..."

"He must be dead. Even the Indian Guardians can't survive such a wave."

Everyone who heard the sound raised their heads and squinted their eyes to see, only to see a red dot appear in the cloudless sky.

A snow-white shadow fell from the sky, it was the boy with wings on his back. His eyes widened and he waved his arms downwards in fear: "Run! Everyone, run! That's a meteorite!"

"Oh, that's it. You can put on my coat first."

And he was just fine with a few things... but he was afraid that if it got serious, then it would be really big and boundless.