Tang San abruptly raised his arm. The mechanism in his sleeve clicked softly, and three black flashes shot out, aimed straight for the other party's throat!
Whoosh—whoosh—!
The piercing sound of them cutting through the air exploded indoors. Mang Tianchi's expression changed drastically, and he swiftly pulled the student away.
But Hidden Weapons were renowned for their speed; they needed only an instant to strike their targets. Though they missed the student's throat, they hit his right shoulder dead on!
"Ah—!!"
A shrill scream rang out as blood gushed from his shoulder, and he staggered backward before collapsing.
The surrounding students instantly went pale, their heads buzzing. Those nearby hurried forward and caught him.
Several teachers rushed over at the sound, their faces turning white at the sight. If anything truly happened to this student, the entire academy would likely be implicated.
Mang Tianchi quickly crouched down to inspect the injury. The Hidden Weapons had pierced straight through the student's shoulder, leaving behind three gruesome bloody holes. The wounds were not fatal, but the academy's reputation would likely be impossible to preserve today.
He took a deep breath and urgently called toward the door, "Quick, take him to the infirmary! Immediately fetch the best healing Soul Master in the city!"
Several teachers hurried forward and carefully carried the injured student away.
The watching students stared blankly as their classmate was carried off. Someone was the first to react, fury rising in his eyes.
"Tang San! You actually dared to kill someone in public!"
Someone rolled up his sleeves, released his Martial Soul, and charged forward first. Once he moved, the others could no longer hold themselves back and swarmed in after him.
"Beat this little bastard crippled!"
The crowd surged like a tide, surrounding Tang San in the center. Mang