The gold coin looked as though it had been cast from pure gold. It bore no elaborate patterns, only the purest aura of money.
It descended from the sky without a whistling rush of wind, utterly silent instead.
But to the bald leader's senses, it was like a mountain of gold crashing down toward his head!
"No... what is this..."
"That's impossible!!!"
The disdain in the bald leader's eyes instantly crumbled, replaced by confusion, then incredulous terror, and finally despair that seeped into his very bones.
He struggled madly, trying to break free of his restraints.
But he could not.
Those were chains the principal and vice principal had sacrificed half their lives to create!
"Die... damn you!"
Lu Fang pressed his finger down hard.
Boom!!!
The enormous phantom gold coin passed through the Blood Demon Gang Qi the bald leader took such pride in without any resistance, as though piercing a sheet of paper over a window.
Then it slammed into his flesh.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
Only a faint sound, like a balloon popping.
Before this gold coin, the bald leader's immensely powerful body was as fragile as tofu.
And before everyone's eyes.
An enormous, suffocatingly large damage number, deathly white and signifying absolute true damage, slowly floated up from above the bald leader's head.
[-1500000 (true damage)!]
One million five hundred thousand!!!
The bald leader's health bar, originally as vast as a sea of blood, instantly lost two-thirds of its length!
"Aaaaaaah!!!"
An agonizing scream rang throughout the gymnasium.
Blood gushed from the bald leader's mouth. Every bone in his body shattered under the blow, and he fell from the air like a heap of sludge.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
At that moment, whether it was the teachers and black-clad men locked in battle, the students hiding behind them, or the two remaining Blood Wolf Association leaders in the air.
Everyone stopped moving.
As though someone had pressed pause, they stared blankly at the falling figure, then at the long string of zeros dissipating in the air.
That was one million five hundred thousand!
And... it was white true damage!
Ignoring defense!
Ignoring resistance!
Ignoring level suppression!
Gulp.
Someone swallowed, the sound exceptionally clear in the deathly silent gymnasium.
The next second.
The principal and vice principal, whose eyes had been filled with despair, froze before their expressions turned into almost contorted ecstasy.
It was the exhilaration of being dragged back from the brink of hell!
"One-shotted?!"
The principal's voice trembled. He could scarcely believe his eyes.
One million five hundred thousand damage!
Even as a level 120 Holy Light Priest, he would have done well to deal a hundred thousand damage with an all-out strike.
Yet Lu Fang had dealt fifteen times that merely by moving a finger!
"What are you still standing around for?!"
Lu Fang's icy voice rang out again, snapping everyone out of their stupor.
He gave the enemy no chance to catch his breath. While the bald leader was gravely wounded and near death, his body locked in a prolonged stagger after his defenses were broken, Lu Fang raised his hand again.
"Spend a Thousand Gold in One Throw."
Another ten thousand gold coins were deducted.
Hum!
A second enormous phantom gold coin materialized out of thin air and slammed into the bald leader's ruined body with even more merciless pressure.
Boom!
This time, there was not even a scream.
[-1500000 (true damage)!]
The last sliver of the bald leader's health bar instantly emptied.
Under this terrifying power of rules, his body disintegrated outright, becoming golden motes that filled the air, leaving not even a scrap behind.
A level 115 powerhouse, one of the Blood Wolf Association's three great leaders.
Just like that, he perished on the spot!
The entire process had taken less than three seconds.
The hopeless three-against-two death trap instantly became an evenly matched two-against-two battle.
The remaining effeminate assassin and curse witch in the sky now looked at Lu Fang in an entirely different light.
Gone was the mockery of looking at an ant. They were looking at a monster wearing human skin!
Fear spread madly through their hearts.
"Damn it... damn it!!"
The effeminate assassin's dagger-wielding hand trembled violently. He could not understand how a newcomer could possibly possess the ability to instantly kill a level 100 powerhouse.
"This brat is the biggest threat!"
The curse witch shrieked, her voice turning piercing and shrill with fear.
"Kill him! Hurry up and kill him!!"
Their eyes met in midair, and they reached an unspoken understanding.
At that moment, the principal and vice principal had just unleashed their ultimate binding skills. Coupled with their earlier grievous injuries, they were in the deadly gap between expending their old strength and gathering new strength, utterly unable to come to his aid.
"I'm going all in!"
A flash of madness crossed the effeminate assassin's eyes.
He ignored the vice principal's descending greataxe, taking the heavy blow head-on. He spat out a mouthful of blood and used the recoil to abruptly change direction.
His target was no longer the principal, but Lu Fang on the ground!
"Die, you little bastard!!"
The effeminate assassin's face twisted viciously. The two pitch-black daggers in his hands merged into one, and all the shadow energy in his body compressed furiously, condensing into an inky-black ray of death.
This was the pinnacle strike of all his life's power, a level 100 powerhouse's hate-filled killing blow!
"Black Death Demonic Light!!!"
Whoosh!
The death ray was so fast it almost surpassed the passage of time.
With the momentum to destroy everything, it swept past the principal, who tried to intercept it, and shot straight toward the spot between Lu Fang's brows!
"Lu Fang!!!"
The principal's eyes nearly split with fury as he roared and tried to rush to his aid, but the death ray was too fast. There was simply no time!
"It's over..."
Not far away, Wang Yixing closed his eyes in despair.
Jiang Xia was so frightened that he fell onto his backside, his face deathly pale.
Everyone believed Lu Fang was certain to die.
A newcomer who had only recently awakened would have barely a hundred defense, however high it was. Facing a level 100 powerhouse's killing blow, his only possible fate was annihilation.
However.
At this critical instant, Lu Fang, at the center of the storm, remained terrifyingly calm.
He raised his left hand slightly, gently rubbing the dark-gold ring on his index finger with his thumb.
"Money Barrier."
[System notification: 10000 gold coins deducted.]
Hum!
A pale-gold transparent spherical barrier appeared out of thin air, enveloping Lu Fang completely.
The barrier looked as thin as a cicada's wing, as though a single poke would burst it.
The next second.
The pitch-black death ray slammed into the golden barrier.
Boom!!!
A terrifying energy storm exploded in front of Lu Fang. Black death energy corroded it furiously, seeking to tear apart everything before it.
But.
The expected sight of Lu Fang being blasted to pieces did not appear.
Although violent ripples coursed over the seemingly fragile golden barrier, and it gave off a teeth-grating sizzling friction, even teetering on the verge of collapse at one point.
It... did not break!