Ma Hongjun's Connection Was Severed

The moment Ma Hongjun missed, he immediately turned and lunged at Xiao Wu again.

What greeted him was Xiao Wu's jade-like foot.

Bang!

Xiao Wu kicked him square in the chest, sending him flying several meters.

"What are you doing?"

As an angry shout rang out, a teacher came down the stairs.

He saw them fighting fiercely in the dormitory hallway.

The teacher's anger flared, and he strode over in a fury.

Just then, the Evil Fire on Dai Mubai finally went out.

But not only had the flames burned his clothes to ash, they had also left large areas of his skin badly burned. He looked like a bloody corpse that had been skinned alive.

"Holy crap!"

The teacher instinctively jumped back, clearly startled by Dai Mubai's appearance.

"Damn fatty, you're asking to die!"

Dai Mubai raised his hand and lowered his head. Extreme rage and murderous intent erupted from him.

As he turned around, his Second Soul Ring flashed instantly.

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"

A dazzling white beam burst from his mouth and shot straight at Ma Hongjun, who had just gotten back to his feet.

Perhaps he'd lost his mind and didn't know to dodge, or perhaps he simply had no time.

The beam struck Ma Hongjun squarely.

"Pfft!"

It pierced through his chest, and his body abruptly stiffened.

Ma Hongjun looked down at himself, stiffly inspecting the wound.

Just one glance, and his body toppled straight to the ground.

Thud!

Ma Hongjun's fat body slammed heavily onto the floor.

In an instant, all signs of life vanished.

Oscar and Xiao Wu's eyes flew wide open. They turned to stare at Dai Mubai in disbelief.

He actually...

"Pfft!"

Dai Mubai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward.

Clearly, once the adrenaline wore off, he could no longer hold himself up.

Thud!

Dai Mubai hit the floor hard and fell unconscious.

"This..."

The teacher looked at Ma Hongjun, then at Dai Mubai.

His face was full of disbelief.

How had a scuffle between students turned into this?

"Bastards! What exactly are you doing?"

The teacher snapped back to his senses and flew into a rage, glaring at Xiao Wu and Oscar with a twisted expression.

Xiao Wu retorted irritably, "How should I know? That damn fatty lunged at me as soon as he saw me, like he'd gone crazy. Then this happened."

Oscar stared at Ma Hongjun's corpse with a hollow expression.

His body trembled uncontrollably.

Oscar was dead, and Dai Mubai was badly injured.

How had things come to this?

Seeing Oscar standing there like his soul had left his body, the teacher could only force down his anger for now.

He went over to Ma Hongjun's body, crouched, and examined it..

Dead as dead could be.

Then he went to Dai Mubai and crouched to examine him as well.

The extensive burns on his skin weren't a serious problem.

A good healer could restore him. The real issue was his severe internal injuries.

He might survive, but he'd be crippled.

Unless they could find a top-tier healing Spirit Master—and quickly.

The longer they waited, the harder it would be to restore him.

In other words, a damaged foundation was already the best possible outcome.

The teacher stood and looked at Oscar.

"Where are your teachers?"

There was nothing the academy could do for Dai Mubai's injuries.

They would have to rely on their own people.

Flender and Zhao Wuji were both Spirit Saints; they should be able to find a good healing Spirit Master.

If even they couldn't, then Dai Mubai would be left a cripple.

As for Dai Mubai having killed someone...

The people from Shrek were only registered at Nuoding Academy.

And the person he'd killed was one of their own.

Since it was an internal matter, they could deal with it themselves.

Oscar shook his head woodenly. "I don't know."

He knew Flender and the others had gone to look for Tang San, but he didn't know where they were.

The teacher hesitated.

"I'll take him to the school doctor. You need to find your teachers as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if he survives, he'll be crippled."

As he said this, the teacher glanced at Ma Hongjun.

"As for him..."

"Move him to the dormitory for now. Your teachers can decide what to do when they return."

With that, the teacher carried Dai Mubai away.

Watching the teacher leave with Dai Mubai, Oscar's mind went blank.

How was he supposed to know where to find Dean Flender and the others?

"Xiao Wu..."

Oscar looked at Xiao Wu for help, but she only rolled her eyes at him.

"Why are you looking at me? How would I know where they are?"

Oscar was overcome by despair. An unprecedented sense of helplessness weighed heavily on him.

Xiao Wu couldn't help shaking her head.

"Go look for them. I'll take care of Ma Hongjun."

With that, she walked over to Ma Hongjun.

Oscar had no choice but to turn and head downstairs, planning to try his luck in the city.

"Click!"

The moment Oscar left, Lin Chen opened his door.

Xiao Wu was dragging Ma Hongjun's body by the leg toward his dorm room.

"Uh..."

Seeing Lin Chen, Xiao Wu looked a little awkward. She suddenly felt that treating a corpse like this might not be entirely appropriate.

But Lin Chen fell silent when he saw Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun had actually died just like that. Dai Mubai had been a little too ruthless, hadn't he?

He'd been hiding behind his door, listening the whole time.

Although he couldn't see what was happening, he'd pieced together most of it from the sounds.

How many streaks of bad luck had Ma Hongjun gotten again?

Six or seven?

Lin Chen couldn't quite remember.

With the same number, Dai Mubai hadn't died, and neither had Oscar.

But Ma Hongjun had.

And Lin Chen remembered that Xiao Wu seemed to have one or two more than them.

It looked like the number of bad-luck streaks didn't mean everything. It still depended on the person.

Perhaps luck really did exist.

Ma Hongjun's luck was a little weaker, so he couldn't withstand the same number of bad-luck streaks.

Meanwhile.

The three of them had no idea that something major had happened at the academy.

They were still searching desperately for Tang San.

From the afternoon until now, they'd searched nearly every hotel and inn in the city.

"This is the last one."

Flender glanced at the hotel in front of them, then looked sideways at Yu Xiaogang.

Hearing that, Yu Xiaogang unconsciously clenched both fists.

If they still couldn't find Xiao San here, he really wouldn't know what to do.

Where the hell had that Round-faced Bearded Man taken Xiao San?

Yu Xiaogang no longer hoped to kill the Round-faced Bearded Man.

All he wanted was for Tang San to return safely.

If Tang San disappeared for good, how would he explain himself to Tang Hao?

Tang Hao had entrusted his son to him, and he'd lost him.

He didn't even know whether Tang San was dead or alive.

With Tang Hao's violent temper, wouldn't he just hammer Yu Xiaogang to death?

After all, Tang Hao had even dared to kill Qian Xunji. What was Yu Xiaogang to him?

"Let's go in."

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and led the other two into the hotel.

The three of them went to the front desk.

Yu Xiaogang took out the token Tang Hao had given him and tossed it onto the counter.

"I'm a Spirit Hall elder. Did a Round-faced Bearded Man and an incredibly ugly middle-aged man bring a little boy here to get a room this afternoon?"

Yu Xiaogang stared fixedly at the receptionist.