96: Chapter 96 Why didn't he just go straight to heaven?

"Su Yuan!"

Vice Principal Nie Changkong gritted his teeth, forcing his heavily injured body to stand up.

"This old man can still fight!"

"This old man will never leave you alone..."

His words were not finished yet.

Su Yu's calm and cold voice rang out within the Protective Aura barrier once more.

It directly interrupted his grandiose words.

"Hurry up and leave."

"If you all stay here, it won't be easy for me to unleash my strength."

Silence.

Inside the Protective Aura barrier, it fell into a deathly silence once again.

The four Martial Kings looked at each other in dismay, not daring to even breathe heavily.

Vice Principal Nie Changkong stood in place.

The entire person completely froze.

The corners of his mouth thitched violently and uncontrollably.

Not easy to unleash my strength?!

Listen to yourself, is that even human language?!

I am a dignified Martial Emperor!

Vice Principal of Capital Martial Arts University!

The top combat power of the Great Xia Kingdom!

In your eyes, I actually became a burden that hinders you from unleashing your strength?!

You're afraid the aftermath of the battle will shake us to death, right?!

Vice Principal Nie Changkong only felt his Qi surge in his chest, a sweet taste in his throat, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood directly.

It hurts too much!

The true damage caused by this sentence was simply greater than the Demon Saint's slap just now!

But!

Vice Principal Nie Changkong glanced at his own Qi, which was nearly exhausted due to burning his Origin, and then glanced at the four heavily injured Martial Kings next to him who couldn't even stand steadily.

He discovered in despair.

What Su Yu said was, fucking hell, the truth!

Staying here, aside from distracting Su Yu to protect them, couldn't play any role at all!

They really were a burden!

"Vice Principal..."

That Martial King with a severed arm swallowed a mouthful of saliva, cautiously looking at Vice Principal Nie Changkong.

"How about... we retreat after all?"

"Don't cause trouble for Brother Su."

Causing trouble!

These two words, like two sharp knives, fiercely pierced into Vice Principal Nie Changkong's heart.

Vice Principal Nie Changkong took a deep breath.

His old face turned flush red.

He gritted his teeth until they broke, squeezing a word out from between his teeth.

"Retreat!!!"

Vice Principal Nie Changkong led the four heavily injured Martial Kings, following the hole Su Yu poked open, and rushed out of the Abyss Realm without looking back.

Without these few "burdens".

Su Yu could finally completely go all out!

Inside the Abyss Realm.

The Demon Saint roared, its massive body blotting out the sky, countless tentacles dancing wildly.

"Human Race ants!"

"Die for me!"

After confirming that Vice Principal Nie Changkong and the others were safe, Su Yu put away all his defensive Protective Aura.

Because it was no longer needed!

Nine million Dark Gold Divine Blood surged within his body.

The Great Perfection Thunder Shadow Starlight Step activated!

Su Yu's figure instantly disappeared in place.

Ignoring air resistance! Ignoring inertia!

The next second.

He directly appeared in front of the Demon Saint's huge blood-red eyes!

"Abyss of Annihilation!"

The grayish-black spear, carrying the destructive giant dragon of Peak Soul Casting, thrust out with a boom!

The Demon Saint was greatly alarmed, hurriedly mobilizing the Abyss black mist to condense into a thick protective shield in front of it.

Chi—!

The shield was pierced through instantly, just like paper!

The spear tip pierced into the Demon Saint's eyeball!

"Roar—!"

The Demon Saint let out a shrill and miserable scream.

It swung its tentacles fiercely, wanting to smash the bug in front of it to pieces.

But Su Yu's speed was too fast.

His figure flashed and he disappeared once again.

It wasn't just spear techniques.

In Su Yu's deep eyes, all color instantly faded, becoming completely transparent.

Martial King-level Mental Energy erupted with a boom!

"Formless: God Slaying!"

A three-inch-long transparent flying knife condensed in the Void Realm.

Ignoring the Abyss Protective Aura on the outer periphery of the Demon Saint's massive body, it slashed directly into its Sea of Consciousness!

Soul Cutting!

The Demon Saint's massive body suddenly stiffened.

That excruciating pain from the depths of its Soul made it almost fall into a brief fainting spell.

What the hell is this ghost thing?!

Isn't this kid a Martial Spirit?!

Never mind that his Qi quality is more terrifying than a Martial Saint.

Why is his Mental Energy also so domineering?!

Is this fucking a Human Race?!

This is even more like a monster than the Abyss!!!

The periphery of the abandoned industrial zone.

Vice Principal Nie Changkong and the others crashed onto the ground in a sorry state.

Panting heavily.

Raising their heads.

Looking at the Realm shrouded in the Abyss black mist in mid-air.

Inside, deafening roars continuously came out, along with the Demon Saint's incomparably shrill screams.

The black mist churned violently.

From time to time, a grayish-black spear radiance, or a trace of transparent sharpness, directly tore through the black mist, penetrating outside the Realm.

Vice Principal Nie Changkong swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty.

That kid...

What on earth is his strength?

Isn't he a bit too perverted?

He originally thought that Su Yu bursting out with nine million Qi could barely hold on under the Demon Saint's hands, and it would already be good if he could wait for a Martial Saint to come rescue him.

But listening to this commotion now.

How is this holding on?

This is clearly a unilateral massacre!

He's pinning the Demon Saint down and beating it!

"Vice Principal..."

The scar-faced Martial King with a severed arm had a pale face, but his eyes were filled with shock and fanaticism.

"Brother Su Yuan... what Realm is he actually in?"

"This combat power is simply fiercer than yours!"

Vice Principal Nie Changkong's mouth twitched.

His old face flushed red.

What do you mean fiercer than me?

Drop the word "fiercer"! It's a complete crushing defeat for me, okay!

But he couldn't say that.

He could only put his hands behind his back, putting on an unfathomable appearance.

"Ahem."

"This old man naturally knows Su Yuan's strength."

"Otherwise, how could this old man rest assured letting him stay inside alone?"

Right at this moment.

In the sky, several powerful auras broke through the air.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several Martial Emperor powerhouses whose Qi exceeded 100 million landed like shooting stars.

At the head was a burly one-eyed old man with a blind left eye.

Vice Principal of Magic City Martial Arts University, Principal Lei Qianjue!

"Old Nie!"

As soon as Principal Lei Qianjue landed, his remaining right eye stared fixedly at the rolling Abyss Realm ahead.

Feeling the terrifying coercion emanating from inside, his expression changed drastically.

What's the situation?!

The scum of the Abyss Cult actually brought out a Demon Saint in the suburbs of Kyoto?!

Principal Lei Qianjue turned to look at the blood-covered Vice Principal Nie Changkong.

"Who is fighting the Demon Saint inside?"

"Has Martial Saint Huo arrived?!"

Facing Principal Lei Qianjue's successive questioning.

Vice Principal Nie Changkong fell silent.

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.

Could he say that inside was a freshman who had just enrolled?

If these words were spoken, this old fellow Principal Lei Qianjue would probably pluck out his own eyeballs on the spot and step on them like bubbles.

Seeing Vice Principal Nie Changkong not speaking.

The scar-faced Martial King nearby couldn't hold it in anymore.

He puffed out his chest, his tone revealing an extraordinarily strong sense of pride.

"Principal Lei!"

"The one fighting the Demon Saint inside is not Martial Saint Huo!"

"It's our Vice Principal Nie's backup plan!"

"Brother Su Yuan!"

Principal Lei Qianjue was slightly stunned.

"Su Yuan? Never heard of this character."

"What Realm?"

The scar-faced Martial King swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his voice loud and clear.

"Martial Spirit!"

"Qi value, about nine million!"

Silence.

The surrounding air instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Principal Lei Qianjue widened his remaining right eye.

The several Martial Emperors behind him also looked at the scar-faced Martial King with expressions of looking at an idiot.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

Principal Lei Qianjue laughed out of extreme anger.

He grabbed the scar-faced Martial King by the collar.

"A Martial Spirit with nine million Qi?"

"Fighting the Demon Saint inside?!"

"That's a Demon Saint!"

"A Demon Saint whose Qi exceeds ten billion and comes with its own Abyss Realm!"

"Even if I went up personally, I wouldn't have any certainty!"

"By no certainty, I mean running away!"

"It's not a question of whether we can beat it, it's a question of whether we have any certainty of escapinging!!!"

Principal Lei Qianjue pointed at the Abyss Realm ahead that continuously erupted with terrifying roars.

"Now you're telling me a Martial Spirit is fighting the Demon Saint inside?"

"And they're fighting back and forth evenly?!"

"Why isn't he flying straight up to the heavens?!"

The scar-faced Martial King was grabbed by the collar, but did not flinch at all.

"Principal Lei, I'm not lying!"

"It's not even fighting back and forth evenly."

"It's a unilateral pinning down and beating!"

"You can just feel the situation inside yourself and you'll know!"

Principal Lei Qianjue snorted coldly and let go of his hand.

He closed his one eye, and his Martial Emperor-level perception cautiously probed toward that Abyss Realm.

The next second.

Principal Lei Qianjue trembled violently all over!

He felt it.

A Spear Intent of destruction, pure to the extreme, as if it wanted to completely annihilate everything in the world!

Fierce!

Domineering!

Moreover, that Spear Intent actually contained a terrifying Mental Energy that made even him, a Martial Emperor, feel his Soul tremble!