131: Chapter 131 I'm sorry, Jiang You!

"Number Five!!" Seeing this scene, Plum Blossom Three was terrified out of his wits and rushed over to support the swaying Diamond Five.

At this moment, Diamond Five's right hand had been fractured by Bai Lan, and his left hand had been severed.

He looked like a limbless human stick, lying on the ground, twitching in pain while his blood stained the soil red.

"Damn it... Damn it..."

"Kill her! Kill that crazy woman for me!" Diamond Five roared hysterically.

Meanwhile, in the air not far away, Poison Python, who was preparing to devour Bai Lan, had his attention drawn by the commotion.

He turned his head, looked at the pool of blood on the ground, and then looked at the swaying Teacher Shen Qing.

The black robe on Poison Python fluttered despite the lack of wind, snapping loudly.

His originally sinister and pale human face was now covered in fine, hard, blue-black scales that spread deep down to his neck.

His pupils had completely transformed into two cold vertical slits, and his mouth had stretched exaggeratedly to his earlobes, revealing two rows of sharp, interlaced fangs inside.

A bright red, forked tongue flickered rapidly in the air, emitting a scalp-tingling "hissing" sound.

"Hiss—"

"A bunch of trash."

"You can't even handle a few cripples."

Although Poison Python had not completely transformed into a giant python, his current appearance was even more hair-raising than a full beast transformation.

This was an extremely discordant half-human, half-beast form.

In those vertical pupils, the last shred of human reason had finally vanished completely.

Replacing it was a pure, beast-like ferocity and brutality.

Poison Python's vertical pupils shifted slightly, not looking at Teacher Shen Qing, but first landing on Diamond Five and Plum Blossom Three, who were preparing to sneak away.

"Hum!" The space rippled.

Poison Python's figure vanished into thin air as if erased by an eraser.

The next instant.

Without any warning or sound of wind, he appeared abruptly, like a ghost, behind Diamond Five, who had lost an arm.

"Ah!!"

Diamond Five and Plum Blossom Three felt a bone-chilling gust of wind blow across their backs and instinctively turned around.

With this look back, their souls were almost frightened out of their bodies.

A terrifying snake face, covered in scales and with a gaping maw, was pressed less than ten centimeters behind them, staring fixedly at them.

"Gr-Great King..." Diamond Five's Legs trembled in fear, and just as he wanted to kneel and beg for mercy: "We... we can still fight... Ah!!!"

"Snap!" The plea for mercy came to an abrupt end.

Poison Python's hand, which had completely mutated into a sharp claw, casually gripped Diamond Five's head.

It was just like crushing a rotten watermelon.

Without the slightest hesitation or mercy, accompanied by a teeth-gritting sound of bone cracking, Diamond Five didn't even have a chance to struggle; his whole body went limp instantly, his life extinguished.

"Trash should stay in the trash heap."

Poison Python flicked his hand, throwing Diamond Five's corpse into the nearby swamp, as if discarding a used rag.

Beside him, Plum Blossom Three saw this scene and froze completely.

He didn't dare to breathe, and even forced his heartbeat down to the lowest level, fearing he would attract the monster's attention.

Too terrifying! This was no longer the Poison Python who would negotiate with them! This was a beast through and through!

After dealing with the "trash," Poison Python slowly turned around.

Those emotionless vertical pupils spanned dozens of meters, locking tightly onto Teacher Shen Qing, who was half-kneeling on the ground, still gasping for air.

"Hiss—"

"It's your turn."

"Although you are a cripple now, your flesh... should be much more delicious than that piece of trash just now."

Teacher Shen Qing's heart sank.

Her current state was terrible; that last strike had already exhausted all her strength.

Now, she could barely stand up, let alone resist a Tier 5 Great Demon in this state.

"Run..." Teacher Shen Qing shouted hoarsely to the students behind her: "Scatter! Run!"

However, it was useless.

In front of a Tier 5 Great Demon with a Subspace Supernatural Ability, where could these students run?

"Run?"

"This entire space is my hunting ground; none of you... can escape!" Poison Python sneered.

"Hum!" The space fluctuated again. His figure vanished into thin air once more!

Teacher Shen Qing only felt a blur before her eyes, and a stench of blood and killing intent, thick enough to be nauseating, rushed toward her face!

She instinctively raised her head. She saw that Poison Python had already appeared directly above her!

His claw, covered in scales and shimmering with a dark green poisonous light, was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, slashing down fiercely toward Teacher Shen Qing's crown!

If this strike landed, Teacher Shen Qing's head would definitely explode instantly, just like Diamond Five's earlier!

"It's over..." Teacher Shen Qing's pupils reflected that rapidly growing claw.

In this final moment of life and death, Teacher Shen Qing did not close her eyes, nor did she beg for mercy out of fear.

She only felt some regret.

Regret that she couldn't lead these students out. Regret...

The world around her seemed to slow down, and the noisy crying and shouting gradually faded away.

In her mind, many scenes flashed by like a revolving lantern.

Finally, the image froze on that teenager who wore spongebob pajamas, hugged a silver box, and refused to let her drink a drop of his vital blood no matter what.

"Heh..." The corners of Teacher Shen Qing's mouth curled into an extremely faint, yet unprecedentedly bitter arc.

"That stingy brat..."

"He clearly held the life-saving vital blood in his hands, yet refused to give me a drop, insisting he was afraid the flavor would dissipate... He really is a money-grubber who values money over his life."

Although she usually disliked him for being lazy and always wanted to hang him on a flagpole to dry.

Although he was always unreliable and always made her liver ache with anger.

However...

A clear tear slid silently down Teacher Shen Qing's dust- and blood-stained cheek.

"Even though he's so infuriating... I still feel so sad."

"I am a teacher..."

"He is my student, the top scholar I personally went to Jiangcheng to recruit..."

"I clearly promised to protect them."

Teacher Shen Qing's eyes became somewhat unfocused, and a thick sense of sorrow surged in her heart: "In the end... I let him die before me."

"I'm sorry, Jiang You..."

At this end of life, the "female devil" who made the whole school tremble with fear had vanished.

Replacing her was just a teacher who felt deeply self-reproachful for not protecting her student well.

However.

Just at the moment when that claw filled with the aura of death was about to touch her.

Just when she was prepared to leave this world with this regret.

"Ding!!!" A crisp, melodious sound, like metal and jade striking each other, rang out abruptly on this battlefield full of slaughter.

It was the sound of metal colliding with some hard object.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Teacher Shen Qing did not feel the pain she had expected.

She widened her eyes in astonishment, even forgetting to breathe.

She saw that above her forehead, beneath that terrifying poisonous claw.

Unknown when.

A bamboo staff, pitch-black all over with purple lightning faintly flowing on it, had appeared.

That bamboo staff did not look thick, and was even somewhat delicate.

But it just lay there lightly and casually.

Yet it was like an insurmountable chasm, firmly... blocking the Tier 5 Great Demon's lethal strike!

No matter how hard Poison Python exerted force, that claw could not advance even an inch further!

"Wh-What?" Teacher Shen Qing stared blankly at this scene, her gaze slowly moving along the bamboo staff.

She saw that in front of her to the side.

A figure wearing a black trench coat and a pale, faceless mask had appeared there at some unknown time.

He held the staff with one hand, his posture as casual as if he were hailing a taxi on the side of the road.

The hem of his trench coat fluttered in the demonic wind, and the two pitch-black eye sockets beneath the mask revealed a kind of calm that disregarded all living things.

That seemingly fragile purple bamboo staff steadily held up Poison Python's claw, which was capable of splitting mountains and cracking rocks.