Stool Leg Divine Knife (Third Watch)

People really could change.

Over the past two years, Homeroom Teacher Li Yanzhu had patiently and earnestly reminded her students time and again to stay true to themselves.

Especially for young people of seventeen or eighteen, once you broke free from the Mortal Sequence and became a god's believer—

Your physical abilities beyond those of ordinary people, unique divine techniques, and the protection of a powerful god were enough to throw a person's mindset off balance!

Or perhaps it should be called revealing one's true nature?

"Ah!"

"Watch out!" The classmates were all stunned by what had suddenly happened.

But Lu Ran's next move made everyone realize that he had no intention of ending this with a single blow!

Without pausing after swinging the chair, Lu Ran charged straight ahead.

Kou Yingquan's seat was two rows diagonally behind him, not far away.

Lu Ran stepped forward with his left foot onto the aisle, his right knee already raised.

He aimed at Kou Yingquan and drove a flying knee into him!

Fierce and ruthless!

"You motherf—" Kou Yingquan's face turned incredibly ugly. With one hand, he flung aside the shattered chair, and the clatter of desks and chairs colliding rang without end.

But the instant he pushed the chair away, a vicious flying knee came hurtling straight at his face!

"Wo Cao?"

"Holy shit!" The classroom erupted into chaos, cries of alarm rising one after another.

Lu Ran's flying knee was precise and vicious, striking directly at Kou Yingquan's face!

A dull thud rang out.

The flying knee slammed into Kou Yingquan's raised arm, driving it and his wrist into Kou Yingquan's mouth.

"Crash!"

Amid a burst of chaotic noise, Kou Yingquan toppled backward, both he and his chair blasted to the floor.

The sight left everyone dumbstruck!

"Oh my god!"

"Th-this-this-this?"

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Amid the cries, Lu Ran, kneeling on the ground, raised his fist at Kou Yingquan.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Punch after punch hammered into the other man's jaw!

Looking for trouble, were you?

Got a filthy mouth, did you?

A Third-Rate God Imprisoned Devil Believer—think you're all that, huh?

"Whoosh!!"

Energy suddenly surged.

"Get lost!" A phantom robe emerged around Kou Yingquan. Its trailing hem swept up and sent Lu Ran flying.

Imprisoned Devil Divine Technique—Blood Robe!

At the back of the classroom, a tall, valiant-looking youth immediately rose to his feet.

Deng Yutang shifted sideways, stepping into the aisle as he fixed his eyes on the Lu Ran flying toward him.

Lu Ran was 177 centimeters tall and weighed 66 kilograms. He could not be called muscular, but he was nowhere close to frail.

Yet faced with such a Human Cannonball, Deng Yutang did not panic in the slightest and decisively stepped forward to meet him.

One hand supported Lu Ran's back, while the other wrapped around his waist. Then, with a deft redirection of force, he retreated several steps with Lu Ran.

Lu Ran, who should have crashed into a desk, was immediately diverted off course and staggered to his feet in the aisle.

"I gave you an inch, and you took a mile!" Kou Yingquan climbed to his feet, his expression hideous.

As an Imprisoned Devil Believer, being pinned to the ground and beaten by a Little Lamb in front of the entire class was simply the greatest humiliation imaginable!

"Little Lamb, you're sick of living!" Kou Yingquan roared furiously as he charged at Lu Ran.

"Stop! Quit fighting!" Jiang Ruyi rushed over from the front of the classroom and grabbed Kou Yingquan.

It was clear that Kou Yingquan was truly enraged. Even as the class monitor dragged at him, he continued forcing his way forward step by step.

"Thanks." Lu Ran suddenly turned his head, glancing behind him from the corner of his eye.

Deng Yutang: ???

Rather than thanking me, shouldn't you be paying attention to Kou Yingquan, who's charging at you like a raging bull?

At such a critical moment, you still had time to thank someone?

Mm. Classy!

The next instant, Lu Ran grabbed Deng Yutang's chair.

Seeing this, Deng Yutang revealed a strange smile.

So that "thanks" wasn't for catching you—it was for providing a chair?

At the same time, voices rose throughout the chaotic classroom:

"Are you stupid, Lu Ran? You still want to fight?"

"Don't fall for it! Kou Yingquan wants nothing more than for you to fight him."

"Run! He's an Imprisoned Devil Believer, and he even learned the divine technique Blood Robe. You can't break through his defense at all!"

"You're still thinking about breaking his defense? What a joke. Lu Ran will be lucky if Blood Robe doesn't crush him to death!"

Although the classmates all spoke at once, apart from Class Monitor Jiang, no one dared to stop the furious Kou Yingquan.

Yet in the face of the powerful Kou Yingquan, Lu Ran showed not the slightest hint of retreat!

Holding the wooden chair, he advanced instead of backing away.

"Oh?" Deng Yutang watched Lu Ran's resolute back, his eyes lighting up.

You've really got guts, huh?!

You knew it couldn't be done, yet you still dared to go up against him?

When enemies met on a narrow road, the braver one won—now that was exciting!

Tsk tsk, love it, love it. Wait, what?

Deng Yutang's expression turned strange as he suddenly realized something:

Lu Ran looked like he was charging at Kou Yingquan, but was he actually coming for me?

"I was wrong!" Lu Ran suddenly shouted, leaving everyone bewildered.

Immortal Goat Divine Technique—Compassionate Sound!

Up at the podium, you wanted me to beg for mercy, right?

Fine.

I'll grant you your wish!

"I was wrong! Don't hit me! I know I was wrong!" Lu Ran cried loudly, his voice carrying a trace of sobbing.

Everyone: "..."

With all the students being Newbies, the Immortal Sheep Sect's basic divine technique still had some effect.

Especially since the classmates had already formed their first impressions, its effects became even more obvious.

After all, Kou Yingquan was a believer of the Third-Rate God Imprisoned Devil, and he possessed Blood Robe, a divine technique with extremely potent combat effects.

What about Lu Ran?

He was a believer of the Ninth Rank God Immortal Goat, and even his divine technique was meant for crying and begging for mercy.

Add to that Kou Yingquan's towering, burly frame and menacing aura, as though he wanted to swallow Lu Ran alive—

Who was stronger and who was weaker was obvious at a glance!

People—

Most had at least a little compassion in their hearts.

Lu Ran's cries were simply too miserable, immediately winning over a number of classmates and changing the entire classroom's atmosphere.

But in the next moment, everyone was completely dumbfounded!

Because Lu Ran swung the chair and smashed it viciously at Kou Yingquan.

As he swung it, Lu Ran continued begging for mercy. "Don't hit me, I was wrong! Please, don't hit me!"

Everyone: ???

For a moment, the expressions on the classmates' faces were absolutely magnificent!

Kou Yingquan truly was affected by Lu Ran's pleading voice. Otherwise, the momentum of his charge would not have slowed.

And just as Kou Yingquan's mind was distracted, the chair had already swung into his face!

"Y-you!!!" Kou Yingquan's robe lashed wildly about him. He trembled with rage, nearly unable to catch his breath.

Behind him, Jiang Ruyi had widened her beautiful eyes as well.

What was this?

What even was this?

Who begged for mercy while hitting someone at the same time?!

His face went boo-hoo-hoo, while the stool went whoosh-whoosh-whoosh?

"Wo Cao?"

"Uh..."

"HAHAHAHA! I'm dying! Hahahaha! Lu Ran, you're such a genius! Hahahaha!"

"Kou Yingquan, are you even human? Stop hitting Lu Ran! All you know is how to bully the weak!" Amid the chaos came an angry Female Voice.

Without question, this female classmate had been kind-hearted to begin with, which was why she had been affected so deeply.

"I! I!!!" Kou Yingquan was about to explode from rage.

Which eye of yours saw me hit Lu Ran?

Wasn't he the one swinging a stool at me the whole time?

Kacha!

The trailing hem of Kou Yingquan's robe swept viciously, and the stool in Lu Ran's hands shattered apart.

The surging energy came with a Wind Wave, whipping up splinters from the wooden chair and forcing Lu Ran back again and again before he toppled sideways to the floor.

The divine technique Blood Robe truly combined offense and defense, living up to its reputation.

Lu Ran curled up on the floor, his Left Arm protecting his head. Broken strips of wood clattered down around him, while a lone stool leg landed on his body.

"Let go!" Kou Yingquan abruptly turned around, once again swinging his robe's trailing hem with savage force.

"Ah!" Jiang Ruyi was immediately sent flying.

Kou Yingquan had finally broken free of his Shackles. At this moment, his fury had reached its peak!

"Little Lamb!" Kou Yingquan cursed as he turned his head. "You motherf—mmph!"

The word had barely left his mouth before it was stuffed right back in.

Because Lu Ran had already climbed up, a lone stool leg in hand, and rushed before him.

Taking advantage of the instant Kou Yingquan opened his mouth to curse, Lu Ran stabbed it in with one strike. Well, he stabbed the stool leg into the other's mouth.

That mouth!

Lu Ran gripped the stool leg tight and violently twisted it!

It! Was! That! Mouth!

The Imprisoned Devil Faction's basic divine technique, Blood Robe, truly possessed formidable defense.

At Lu Ran's current stage, he had no way to shatter that phantom robe.

But while the robe could protect Kou Yingquan's body, it did not cover Kou Yingquan's face!

"Mmgh!"

Kou Yingquan's eyes widened as the filthy, rough stool leg churned his mouth full of blood.

He looked utterly miserable!

And as the stool leg went down his throat, Kou Yingquan's stomach churned violently.

"Bleurgh—"

His body's instinctive reaction forced Kou Yingquan to retreat again and again.

Lu Ran's face was gloomy as he strode forward, changing from holding the "stool leg" with one hand to gripping it with both.

At that moment, the stool leg in his hands was like a Tang-style Katana, thrust into Kou Yingquan's mouth as he charged toward the podium.

Kou Yingquan's eyes were round with terror, shocked and afraid!

His right hand wrapped in the phantom robe and swung swiftly toward Lu Ran's hands.

Lu Ran immediately discarded the weapon and crouched down, allowing the robe's trailing hem to sweep over his head.

At the same time, Lu Ran pushed off the floor and slammed into Kou Yingquan, wrapping both arms around his Legs.

"Baa!!!"

A sheep's bleat suddenly rose from beneath Kou Yingquan's robe.

Immortal Goat Divine Technique—Compassionate Sound!

Using an ultimate move right in his face—just bleat and be done with it!

Having fought to this point, Lu Ran certainly did not believe his opponent would suddenly feel compassion.

But as long as he could disturb the other man's mind even a little, that was enough.

Under the shocked stares of the classmates, the two charging toward the podium suddenly changed direction.

Lu Ran clung tightly to Kou Yingquan's legs and charged headfirst toward the window!

In the blazing summer heat, the classroom windows were all open.

"Lu Ran!"

"Wo Cao."

"This is the third floor! Lu Ran, this is the third floor!!"

Lu Ran turned a deaf ear and kept walking.

What was wrong with the third floor?

Wasn't Kou Yingquan a Prison Devil Believer? Didn't he think the Blood Robe was tough?

Come on.

Let me see just how tough you really are!

"Lu Ran!" Jiang Ruyi, who had been flung away earlier and was standing beside the blackboard, panicked at the sight.

Lu Ran was not usually like this.

Today, after hearing Kou Yingquan's repeated slanders—"a rat's son knows how to dig holes," "the authorities haven't released the specifics," "the son worships an evil god, so who knows what's going on with his father"—

Lu Ran had truly exploded!

Afraid that something serious would happen, Jiang Ruyi hurriedly raised her hand and drew something in the air.

Then, a translucent White Jade Stone Slab flew out, bearing the blue-violet talisman she had just drawn.

The crooked talisman resembled a tiny blue-violet lightning snake.

Jade Talisman Divine Technique · Electric Shackles Talisman!

Crackle! Crackle!

The White Jade Stone Talisman flashed past and struck Kou Yingquan squarely in the chest.

The two were already tangled together. Streams of electricity, like dense little snakes, instantly crawled across both their bodies.

The battle had been so tense and thrilling that everyone only then remembered there was another Strong God believer in the class.

Third-Rate God—Jade Talisman Sect believer—Jiang Ruyi!

Thud!

Driven by inertia, Kou Yingquan slammed heavily into the windowsill and collapsed onto the floor.

Lu Ran, trembling all over, was dragged backward by the rushing Jiang Ruyi.

The two finally separated!

"What are you making all this noise for?" the homeroom teacher barked from the classroom doorway.

In an instant, the classroom fell silent.

Li Yanzhu saw Lu Ran at once, trembling all over and lying unable to rise, and immediately understood what had happened.

Furious, she shouted, "The school has repeatedly forbidden private fights! Do you want to be expelled?"

As she scolded them, Li Yanzhu spotted Kou Yingquan sitting slumped beneath the windowsill, his face deathly pale.

She also saw that his mouth was full of blood, with a chair leg still jammed inside it—

Just moments ago, Li Yanzhu had been somewhat puzzled, thinking Jiang Ruyi and Lu Ran had fought.

Now that she saw Kou Yingquan was the other party, Li Yanzhu understood—and grew even more enraged!

For two years, these two students had never gotten along, but it had always remained a war of words. They had at least shown restraint.

Now look at you two!

You've each become believers of gods, so now you dare to throw punches?

"Take it out! Spit that piece of wood out for me!" Li Yanzhu's face turned ashen. "Look at the state you're in!"

"You've completely disgraced the Qiumo Sect!"

Even under the homeroom teacher's fierce rebuke, Kou Yingquan still could not come back to his senses.

Having just taken a turn before the gates of hell, he was terrified, his body shaking like a leaf.

Li Yanzhu was beside herself with anger. "Kou Yingquan!!"

"Mmph! Mmph!" Kou Yingquan barely snapped back to himself. With trembling hands, he pulled the chair leg from his mouth.

But as his throat brushed against the end of the wood, another wave of nausea seized him.

"Bleurgh—"

Kou Yingquan's stomach churned violently.

He spewed out the undigested buns, pickled vegetables, and millet porridge, along with a mouthful of blood, all at once.

Li Yanzhu roared, "Both of you, get out into the hallway and stand there as punishment!"

Lu Ran finally returned to normal. Bracing one hand against the podium, he shakily rose to his feet.

"Get out!" The homeroom teacher's shout made Lu Ran's ears ring. "Right now!"

Facing the windowsill with his back to the classroom door, Lu Ran backed away step by step.

As he walked, he kept looking at Kou Yingquan's miserable state beneath the window.

"Heh."

Lu Ran bared his teeth in a grin, straightened his disheveled collar with one hand, and backed out of the classroom.

"This is bad." At the back of the classroom, Deng Yutang muttered as he watched that figure swagger away. "This is bad, bad."

This Lu Ran—

He really came for me, didn't he?

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