Chapter 29: Brutality Beyond Compare

  The only one who came was Lukat, his younger brother Rust is still lying in the dormitory.

  Xiao Chen's move was very "measured".

  It looks like Rust just kicked a few feet, but actually kicked Rust into internal injury. Today's outbreak can't get out of bed at all. Without one or two months of recuperation, it's impossible to recover.

  So, Lukat saw Xiao Chen and was furious, as soon as they met, he revealed a resentful and fierce light, and walked towards Xiao Chen with a thud.

  "It's going to be a fight." The classroom fell silent for an instant, with everyone having the same thought in mind.

  Jett, who was sitting next to Xiao Chen, became even more tense and his buttocks slightly left the seat, wanting to stand up.

  Xiao Chen pressed him back into his seat, facing Rukater's fierce and biting gaze, he had no reaction, as if he was treating him like air.

  This made Lukather even more unhappy.

  Lukat's gloomy face approached Xiao Chen, his left hand grasping the magic wand with bulging veins.

  "Puppy, I didn't think you'd dare to come to class. I'll give you a chance: kneel down, bark like a dog, and lick my boots, and I'll spare your dog life."

  "What?!"

  Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. In a low voice, he said: "You dare to say it again."

  "Rukato's face twisted in a fierce scowl as he bellowed: 'It seems you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, then die for me! Water spirit, heed my call and devour...'"

  He waved his staff, loudly chanting, and a ring of water elements appeared at the tip of the staff.

  Just as he was gathering his magical powers, a dark shadow suddenly expanded within his field of vision.

  Pong!

  A huge voice shook the entire classroom violently.

  Everyone was shocked and stared blankly at the scene before their eyes.

  No one saw how Xiao Chen made his move, and it was incredibly fast.

  Lukat's sturdy body was already lying on the ground, convulsing non-stop. Xiao Chen held a wooden chair and stepped on his back with one foot, using the chair to fiercely smash his head and shoulders.

  The sound of wood and flesh crashing and thudding echoed out.

  Everyone was stunned, no one dared to step forward to stop it, they just stood there stupidly, their eyes dull and wooden, following the muffled sound of the collision, their bodies shaking rhythmically.

  Jie Te was the first to rush up and grab Xiao Chen who was in a rage.

  "Stop it, Xiao Chen, stop right now, if you continue fighting, someone will get killed."

  Xiao Chen's chair was already shattered, with only two legs left in his hands. After being dragged down by Jie Te, Xiao Chen fiercely spat out a mouthful of saliva, his eyes as fierce as a wolf.

  Glancing around, everyone he saw shrank their necks and lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

  Several people who had bullied Xiao Chen before and just now said they would teach him a lesson, one by one shrinking back in fear, as if they saw the devil crawling out of hell.

  Lukkat lay on the ground, twitching convulsively, a pool of blood under his head, like a dead piece of meat, completely silent.

  A female student stumbled out and screamed: "Murder! Murder!"

  "Xiao... Xiao Chen, you've made a big mistake." Jie Te muttered.

  A formal law student, a junior at Tiangong Academy was beaten to death by another student in the dormitory instead of on the dueling field, which is absolutely a big deal and seriously violates school rules, and must be severely punished by the school's discipline department.

  Thinking of the Wind Department's bunch, Jet couldn't help but shiver.

  Very soon.

  The sound of hurried footsteps came from the entrance, and Class Advisor Fei Lan appeared. As soon as he saw Rukaato lying in a pool of blood, his life hanging by a thread, and Xiao Chen standing there, completely expressionless, his eyes narrowed sharply.

  On the road, he had already learned a bit about the situation. Someone said that Xiao Chen killed Lu Kade, but he didn't believe it.

  Lukat is a newcomer, a freshman who will become an official student of the Academy. Xiao Chen, that waste who couldn't break through in two years at the Academy, will be Lukat's opponent and even kill him.

  At this moment, what he saw with his own eyes was so shocking that he couldn't help but be stunned.

  Walking over, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

  Lukat's appearance was really miserable. His brand new formal robe was wrinkled and stained with blood, his face completely swollen beyond recognition, purple-red bruises bulging out, his head seeming to have doubled in size, fresh blood still seeping from between his teeth and nostrils.

  The scattered chair fragments on the ground made his eyebrows jump.

  Even a fool can see that this broken chair is the "murder weapon". To smash such a thick and solid wooden chair into pieces on someone's body, how much strength and viciousness does it take?

  Lukaku is even more miserable now. I'm afraid the wounds seen on the surface are only a small part of it, and internally, it's estimated to be even worse, with bones that are probably not intact.

  Ferran stretched out his hand and touched Lukat's nose, his breath as gentle as a feather, almost imperceptible.

  "Hurry up and call the people from the medical room."

  He didn't dare to move Lukat anymore and could only call the people in the medical room to handle it.

  Several students ran out quickly.

  Lukat finally stood up, his eyes falling on Xiao Chen who was standing aside with his hands behind his back. Xiao Chen's body still seemed to have a bloody aura that had not yet dissipated, but his face was frighteningly calm and indifferent.

  It seems that smashing someone into a pulp is as natural as breathing, and it doesn't cause his emotions to fluctuate in the slightest.

  This man is a madman.

  Fei Lan couldn't help but take a few steps back.

  Even if he was a Three-Star Warrior, the opponent was only a reserve student, but Fei Lan's heart still produced a thread of fear, although he did not want to admit it.

  Lawyers, close at hand, are incomparably weak. Lying there, Rukhut is a living example.

  He was a little farther away from Xiao Chen, and his mood finally calmed down a bit.

  Give the three-star law enforcement enough distance, Fei Lan still has confidence to instantly kill a magic apprentice who only has brute force. He calmed down and shouted sternly: "Xiao Chen, you are really reckless, actually using such vicious means on your classmates, hurry up and surrender, follow me to the Wind Department to confess your crime."

  Xiao Chen looked at him for a moment without speaking, sat down in a chair beside him, picked up a book and began to flip through it.

  That glance was neither scorn nor ridicule.

  But more insulting than anything else was that glance, as if he were looking at an ant brandishing its mandibles or a mosquito buzzing by.

  Felan's face suddenly turned red, her eyes widened, and her pupils constricted.

  His hand grasping the staff began to shake violently, his breathing was like being squeezed out from his chest cavity, circulating from the furnace, with an unspeakable sense of oppression, scorching.

  In the preparatory class, every student was trying to curry favor with him, looking at him with eyes full of reverence, fear and admiration.

  Because he is a Three-Star Warrior and an official student of Tianxing Academy.

  And here are some unrefined magic apprentices, some freshmen who don't even have the qualifications to wear the college emblem.

  It's like one is a high and mighty noble, while the other is a beggar on the streets.

  He is a formal student, able to come to this preparatory class as an instructor, guiding them. It's pity and charity that every student in the preparatory class should be grateful and lick his boots, not daring or unable to show any disrespect.

  No one, never has anyone dared look at him like this.

  However, Xiao Chen looked at him like this.

  Bare, undisguised discrimination, no, it doesn't even count as discrimination, it's just disregard.

  Roar!

  In Fei Lan's heart, there seemed to be a fierce tiger, wanting to roar and rush out.

  This is a nobleman being ridiculed, insulted and ignored by a beggar, which no one can bear, and Fei Lan is no exception.