"Let's get out of here. The police will be here any minute." Yin Kuang glanced at the training grounds, which looked like hell on earth, then swept his gaze over Tang Zhaotian in the distance before silently leaving.
The others followed after him.
They could not wait to leave this damned place. Who knew whether that crazed Death would make the entire gymnasium collapse and crush them to death? Besides, if they did not leave immediately, the police would be a problem when they arrived. They would surely drag them back to the station for a thorough interrogation.
On the other side, Tang Zhaotian saw Yin Kuang and the others leaving and hurriedly slipped away in secret as well.
Fortunately, the entire gymnasium was shrouded in grief at the moment. People were either silently praying or observing a moment of silence, so no one noticed anyone leaving.
However, Yao Yao and the other two boys had been scared senseless. They lay there like logs, unaware that even their "classmates" had left.
On a hidden path leading out of campus.
Tang Zhaotian's group suddenly rushed out from a side path. Taking the lead, Tang Zhaotian strode up to Yin Kuang menacingly and, without a word, swung a fist at Yin Kuang's face.
With 13 points of Perception, Yin Kuang had known Tang Zhaotian meant trouble the instant he rushed out. Seeing him attack without saying a word, Yin Kuang was puzzled and furious, but he did not stupidly ask, "What are you looking at?" Instead, he responded more directly—with a punch of his own!
With a dull thud, the two fists collided in midair.
The enormous recoil forced Tang Zhaotian back two steps, while Yin Kuang only took half a step back.
"If you want to fight, I'll oblige," Yin