Chapter 221 - 142: Locking onto the Parasites! The Slaughter Begins! A School-Shaking Iron Fist

Chapter 221: Chapter 142: Locking onto the Parasites! The Slaughter Begins! A School-Shaking Iron Fist

The immense force buried the arrowhead a third of its length, sending dirt and rocks flying. Anyone could tell this strength was abnormal, far beyond the capabilities of any ordinary person.

Faced with such a warning, everyone in the passageway stopped in their tracks, their gazes fixed on Wang Biao with deep apprehension.

Ning Yu was even more direct. Activating her ability, she rushed forward and, with a swing of her Tang Blade, slashed at the dozen or so people at the very front.

Although she didn’t aim for any vital spots, she sliced a gash through their clothes and across their abdomens.

The wounds weren’t fatal, but blood still seeped from them.

Seeing that Ning Yu was no ordinary person either, and that she was playing for keeps, everyone’s faces went deathly pale with fright and they hurriedly retreated...

Now, all three exits were tightly guarded by the three Transcendents—Qi Zhen, Wang Biao, and Ning Yu—and their people.

The thousand-plus students trapped in the square were like fish in a barrel.

The power of a Transcendent was simply not something an ordinary person could contend with.

The presence of the Fishing Club and the other members was secondary; the real linchpins were Qi Zhen, Wang Biao, and Ning Yu.

When facing a Transcendent, sheer numbers no longer mattered.

Not to mention that Qi Zhen and Wang Biao were A-Level Transcendents.

Qi Zhen, in particular, was a pure Body Cultivator, even stronger than Wang Biao. To him, numbers were meaningless.

A few who refused to be intimidated tried to force their way through the exits they guarded, only to be either blasted backward or slammed to the ground, knocked unconscious on the spot.

"Stay here, and I won’t kill you," Wang Biao said, his tone unyielding. "But if anyone dares to force their way out, I will assume they are a Parasite controlled by the Bloodthirsty Vine!"

"Get back!!!"

His furious roar, combined with the immense power he had just displayed, made the thousand-plus students obediently retreat to the center of the square, not daring to approach any of the passageways again.

But some refused to accept this!

Although they were terrified, there were over a thousand of them. ’How can we just let Chen Chong trap us here to die?’

Everyone was completely bewildered by the situation. They had no idea what was happening, nor why Chen Chong had suddenly started killing people.

’Will we be next to suffer the same fate?’

Desperate to escape and avoid being killed, someone immediately began to stir up the crowd.

"Everyone, don’t give up! These people are crazy! They want to kill us all so they can hoard all the school’s supplies!"

Once one person started, others immediately chimed in to agree.

"Yeah! He can’t stand that we’re able to find resources and survive on our own, so he wants to kill us and take everything for himself!"

"The Fishing Club, the Swordsmanship Club, the Fighting Club... these factions usually keep to themselves, and some are even rivals. Now they’ve teamed up? They must have planned this long ago, intending to use us as stepping stones!"

"No wonder they gathered us all here first thing in the morning! That guy’s speech with the blade was just a distraction. Their real plan was to eliminate us all! It’s so vicious!"

"These people aren’t normal at all! What kind of person has that kind of strength? They’re monsters! They’re going to eat us alive!"

"We can’t just accept our fate, or we’ll truly be lambs to the slaughter..."

THUMP!

A muffled thud was accompanied by a piercing scream.

The student who had been shouting the loudest just a moment ago now had an arrow piercing his shoulder.

The archer was none other than Wang Biao!

His eyes were ice-cold as he shouted sharply, "Dare to slander the Master? This arrow is just a warning. If anyone else dares to spread such malicious rumors, the next arrow is for their head!"

Just then, Sima saw his chance. He pushed through the crowd and stepped forward, his face a mask of righteous indignation.

"You people are too tyrannical! Killing in public without a second thought! What do you take the bonds between classmates for?"

"With Chen Chong killing so unscrupulously, does he intend to make slaves of everyone in this school, or treat us like fish on a chopping block?"

"We are human beings! We have dignity!"

As Sima spoke, members of the Survival Association immediately began to voice their agreement.

Soon after, an increasing number of incited students started shouting along.

In that moment, they forgot their past grievances with Sima. Swept up by his "righteous" words, it was as if they had found a leader.

The scene instantly descended into chaos once more.

Wang Biao’s face turned livid. His temperament was usually mild, but he couldn’t stand to see anyone threaten Chen Chong.

Watching the crowd ignore his warnings again and again, killing intent surged within him.

As a man from the battlefields of a feudal dynasty, he didn’t place the same value on human life as modern people did.

He immediately drew his Bipolar Bow, aiming the arrow straight at Sima.

’Killing one person is murder, and so is killing a hundred...’

Seeing this, Sima’s face drained of color. Fanning the flames and rallying the crowd was one thing, but he had no intention of actually risking his own life.

He immediately ducked back into the crowd.

Just then...

A terrifying pressure suddenly descended!

It was many times stronger than before!

The sky itself seemed to be stained by this aura, as wisps of red mist began to spread through the air.

Wang Biao froze in place. The enraged students fell instantly silent, their anger replaced by heart-pounding dread and panic.

Some, unable to withstand the pressure, collapsed to their knees with a THUD, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to resist, but that their bodies were acting on pure instinct.

Like a rabbit before a tiger, it was a fear that came from the very soul.

"You’re all too noisy. I recall saying a short while ago to be quiet. It seems you paid no mind to my words..."

It was Chen Chong’s voice, ringing out with clear displeasure. His expression was just as cold.

The source of this immense pressure was, shockingly, him.

His Blood Eye Blade was emitting an eerie red glow, intensifying the weapon’s crimson hue to its absolute limit. The already scarlet blade grew an even deeper shade of red, as if it were forged entirely from blood.

The pair of serpent eyes on the hilt had opened completely, their cold, vertical pupils scanning the crowd, as if choosing whom to devour...

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