138: Chapter 138 Celestial Phenomenon! This is the true Thunder Magic!

The wind howled past.

On the battlefield, two of the three Tier 5 Grandmasters had already been defeated.

Principal Pang Ban clutched his old face, which was still imprinted with a footprint, and pretended to be regulating his breathing.

Grandmaster Li Kuanglan gripped his split webbing, staring at the giant sword stuck between Principal Pang Ban's Legs, falling into deep doubt about the way of the sword.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the last remaining Grandmaster, Commander Qiu Wanhe.

Commander Qiu Wanhe stood where he was; although his hands were still wreathed in purple lightning, beads of cold sweat had already broken out on his forehead.

He wasn't blind, after all.

Principal Pang Ban had his face stepped on, and Grandmaster Li Kuanglan had been easily subdued by the opponent.

The strength of the masked man opposite him was simply ridiculously strong!

Was he a peak martial arts Grandmaster? Or the legendary Martial Arts Great Grandmaster?

"This... how the hell is this supposed to be fought?"

Commander Qiu Wanhe swallowed hard, his Heart already beating a retreat.

As a military powerhouse who had guarded the S-Rank Dungeon for years, he knew better than anyone the importance of "knowing when to retreat."

Although the Faceless Man opposite him had no spiritual energy fluctuations, his physical strength was simply inhuman!

He quietly reined in some of his lightning, his footsteps moving back half an inch almost imperceptibly, preparing to find an excuse like "the heavy responsibility of guarding the S-Rank Dungeon, not suitable for prolonged battle" to make a graceful exit.

However, someone didn't want him to exit gracefully.

"Ahem!"

Principal Pang Ban, still lying in the mud pit, had a swollen face, but his small eyes were shining brightly.

He keenly sensed Commander Qiu Wanhe's intention to retreat.

How could he let that happen?

Everyone was a Tier 5 Grandmaster; why should Grandmaster Li Kuanglan and he lose so much face while Commander Qiu Wanhe wanted to retreat unscathed?

They had to share the misery!

"Brother Qiu!"

Principal Pang Ban suddenly shouted, his voice filled with grief and indignation:

"Don't hesitate!"

"This fiend is fierce and has broken through two of our formations! Now is the time when his old strength has faded and his new strength has yet to be born!"

"You are our last hope! Use your wild thunder to shatter his defenses!"

"For the glory of our Great Xia! For my... ahem, for justice! Go!"

Principal Pang Ban's shout directly put Commander Qiu Wanhe on the spot.

Thousands of eyes from the surrounding students and teachers turned towards him in unison, filled with expectation.

"Grandmaster Qiu! Go for it!"

"Thunder technique is invincible! Electrocute this pervert!"

Commander Qiu Wanhe: "..."

He wanted nothing more than to turn around and strike Principal Pang Ban dead with lightning.

This old guy really wasn't a good person!

No wonder your school gets robbed!

No wonder your old turtle had its shell peeled off!

With your punchable attitude, if I were that thief, I would also keep milking you like a sheep until you were dry!

Forget the turtle shell; if I had the ability, I would definitely sneak into your bedroom and stuff firecrackers into your bed!

But the atmosphere had been built up to this point; he had to go for it whether he wanted to or not.

"Fine! Since Principal Pang trusts me so much!"

Commander Qiu Wanhe gritted his teeth, a flash of determination in his eyes:

"Then I'll go all out!"

"I refuse to believe that no matter how strong his physical body is, he can withstand the high temperature and paralysis of lightning!"

"Thunder, come!"

Commander Qiu Wanhe roared, his spiritual energy exploding without reservation.

"Zzzzt—Boom!"

Two purple lightning snakes, as thick as arms, roared out from his palms, intertwining and finally converging into a hideous lightning dragon dozens of meters long.

The lightning dragon, carrying the might to destroy the heavens and earth, bared its fangs and brandished its claws as it charged toward the Faceless Man, who still hadn't moved!

"Thunder Technique: Azure Dragon Break!"

This strike was massive in scale, and even the air was ionized, smelling of scorched matter.

However, facing this violent lightning dragon, the Faceless Man remained terrifyingly calm, seemingly having no intention of dodging.

"Boom!!!"

The lightning dragon hit its mark precisely!

A high-voltage current of billions of volts instantly engulfed the black-clad figure, and the blinding lightning made everyone close their eyes subconsciously.

"Did that hit?"

In the midst of the blinding white light, Principal Pang Ban was completely unperturbed.

He solemnly took out a pair of old-fashioned sunglasses from his bosom, slowly perched them on the bridge of his nose, and even adjusted the frames with great care.

Then, with his hands behind his back and his head slightly raised, he surveyed the center of the lightning storm through his sunglasses with an air of "everything is under control," clicking his tongue in wonder:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at these light effects, this sound wave."

"You young people are still so energetic; unlike me, I'm already old!"

Beside him, Grandmaster Li Kuanglan, clutching his still-bleeding webbing, opened one eye and looked at Principal Pang Ban, who was wearing sunglasses and acting deep, his mouth twitching wildly:

"Principal Pang... why do you carry sunglasses with you?"

"Also, Old Qiu and I are over forty; is it really appropriate to describe us as young people?"

Principal Pang Ban, upon hearing this, glanced at him through the gap in his sunglasses, wearing an expression that said "you are still too young," and educated him earnestly:

"Grandmaster Li Kuanglan, this is about perspective."

"As a principal, one must be ready to face various highlight moments at any time."

"In case a reporter comes to interview me one day, or like today, when a teammate's ultimate move is too blinding, aren't these sunglasses coming in handy?"

Grandmaster Li Kuanglan: "..."

He seemed to understand now why, when this old man came to ask for reinforcements, he was the only one willing to come...

However, in the center of that dazzling lightning, the world inside Jiang You was holding a carnival party.

[Internal Chat Group (Carnival)]

[Kidneys (letting out a perverted scream)]: "Ah~~~~~"

"Praise nature! Praise this Thunder Dharma King!"

"This electricity! This purity! This tingling sensation!"

"It's a hundred times stronger than that senior sister's electricity from before!"

"Absorb! Absorb it hard! Charge for five minutes, standby for two hours!"

"Don't stop! Absolutely don't stop! I feel like I'm about to be fully charged! I'm going to evolve!"

[Heart]: "Give me some too! This is like electric shock resuscitation! Exciting!"

In reality, the lightning gradually dissipated.

The scene everyone imagined—the Faceless Man being burned to charcoal by lightning or falling to the ground charred black—did not appear.

The dust slowly settled, and the black figure stood on the scorched earth. Although sparks were still crackling on his body, he was not only unharmed but actually looked refreshed?

Even that pale mask had been washed brighter by the lightning.

The Faceless Man stretched, his joints popping under the stimulation of the electric current.

He looked at Commander Qiu Wanhe, who was already dumbfounded, slowly extended his right hand, and drew the zixiao thunder bamboo from behind his waist.

[Right Hand (blowing away its bangs)]: "Just taking hits without fighting back, that's not our style."

"Since he wants to play with thunder, let's show him..."

"What true—Thunder Technique—is!"

"Brain! Requesting to access the spiritual energy within the body! Highest authority!"

[Brain]: "Approved."

"Give these mortals who haven't seen the world a little shock."

...

In reality.

"Hum—"

The bamboo staff was in his hand.

There was no earth-shattering opening move. The Faceless Man just held the staff with one hand and pointed it lightly at the sky.

"Thunder."

One word, as if his command became reality.

The next second.

The sky, which had originally been somewhat overcast, suddenly... went black.

It wasn't dark clouds blocking the sun. It was as if the light of the entire sky had been devoured by this bamboo staff!

"Rumble—!!!"

A peal of thunder, ten thousand times louder than Commander Qiu Wanhe's thunder from just moments ago, exploded in the high heavens, shaking the entire S-Rank Dungeon!

Immediately after.

On the pitch-black bamboo staff, the originally dim purple patterns were instantly lit up, erupting with blinding divine light!

A violent wind raged! Sand and stones flew!

Centered on the Faceless Man, the magnetic field within a radius of a thousand meters was completely disrupted.

Countless eerie, ink-black lightning bolts gushed out from the bamboo staff, shooting straight into the sky, churning the wind and clouds!

What was originally a clear day instantly turned into a pitch-black night where one could not see their own fingers.

And in that pitch-black night sky, a terrifying lightning dragon, condensed from black lightning and a thousand meters long, slowly poked out its head.

That absolute suppression from the level of life and energy level made everyone feel suffocated.

Commander Qiu Wanhe's face, originally full of confidence, instantly turned pale as paper.

Looking at the scene in the sky, which resembled a world-destroying demon god, and feeling the terrifying pressure capable of destroying everything, his Legs couldn't stop trembling.

"Manipulating celestial phenomena?"

"How is this possible? Could that broken bamboo staff be some kind of divine artifact?"

In the face of this world-destroying thunder might, his purple thunder technique, which he had been so proud of just moments ago, was as laughable as a child's toy.

"What... what the hell is this?"