"How do you know that this is a fission phenomenon?" Wang Chengfeng took a deep breath, his eyes were complicated, and he endured the severe pain: "I see. You are the one who 'bureaus'. ”

[Malice +5 from Wang Chengfeng, malice value 55]

Li Yue didn't speak, his eyes showing indifference and impatience.

Wang Chengfeng observed his words and looked at his expression, secretly suspicious, he could obviously feel that the high school student in front of him seemed to be very disdainful of the "General Bureau of Flood and Waste" that he meant.

Time is running out for myself.

Wang Chengfeng said quickly with the mentality of gambling: "When we arrived here, it was about 11 o'clock in the morning. A lot of things are already starting to converge. ”

"When Principal Lu called me, it was before 10 o'clock, and he said that around 9 o'clock, he noticed that a pair of tables and chairs in the health room had changed. ”

"It should have just begun. ”

Li Yue glanced at the wall clock that had been twisted and deformed.

It's a little over 1 p.m.

The fission had occurred four hours earlier and had originated from a pair of tables and chairs.

Li Yue's gaze was fixed on being sucked into the wall by a strange gravitational force, and it had already merged and disappeared into the table and chair with only one wooden leg left.

Then he reached out and pinched his fingers.

"What are you ......" Wang Chengfeng looked strange, and the young man looked a little like a fortune teller on the street at this time.

Only three seconds later, Li Yue stopped calculating.

He had calculated the fission source point by the time when the fission began, as well as the initial fission material.

Everything starts at one point.

Fission is no exception.

Only by finding it can the mutation be lifted and restored to normal.

However, the source point of fission is not easy to find, because it always moves irregularly within a certain range, and wherever it moves, fission will occur.

In the Tang Dynasty in the past, Li Yue also invited many powerful sages, and through more than ten years of observation and research, he came up with the deduction rules for calculating the source point of fission.

Wang Chengfeng saw a flower in front of him, and a figure flashed.

In less than half a second, the high school student was already in front of the hallway railing.

"He's a martial artist!" Wang Chengfeng made a judgment in his heart.

He has also practiced martial arts, but he has no talent, and so far he is only a small success, stopping at the first small realm of the first stage of martial arts.

But in his capital family, there is a genius martial artist with extremely high martial arts talent, who has gone south a few years ago and is also in Jingling City.

Boom!

I saw Li Yue slash at a certain point in the front of the corridor railing.

Layers of air are split, as if they have been sucked up by a water pump.

A light gray transparent cyclone hidden in the air was exposed.

There seemed to be a monster's eye hidden in the cyclone, blinking from time to time, and a reddish liquid rolled deep in the core, like tears and blood.

It seemed to be very irritable because it was disturbed, and rolled and pounced on Li Yue.

Wang Chengfeng's face changed abruptly, and it was the gray cyclone that swept over him and Principal Lu and glued them together.

It used to be the size of a fingernail, but now it's the size of a palm.

"Be careful!, get out of the way!" Wang Chengfeng shouted.

To Director Wang's surprise, the high school student did not dodge it at the first time.

He approached, aimed at the cyclone, and slashed down with one palm.

Li Yue's palm did not hit the cyclone, in fact, he deliberately slashed in front of the side of the cyclone.

There was a cracking sound in the air.

The cyclone was forced by Li Yue to retreat in the direction of the health room.

Li Yue shot again and again, he didn't attack the cyclone directly, each palm was aimed at the left and right or front and back directions of the cyclone.

This feeling is as if the air has turned into a tide, shooting in the air, and controlling the enemy from a distance of 100 meters.

This set of martial arts, called "Banglan Imperial Devil's Hands", belongs to the intermediate martial arts.

It was created by Li Yue's fusion of the famous martial arts of several famous generals in the early Tang Dynasty.

He deliberately lowered this martial art to the intermediate martial arts category, just so that more martial artists could cultivate.

In order to facilitate the gathering of more warriors to deal with the fission source point - in the Tang Dynasty, it was called the "Spirit Eye".

Wherever the fission source goes, many different anomalies will occur.

The phenomenon of fusion in front of us is just one of them.

When Li Yue was in the Tang Dynasty, he had seen thousands of strange anomalies in the depths of the ground at the source of fission.

At that time, he was surprised by the "spiritual phenomenon" from the bottom of his heart.

Fortunately, decades later, with the efforts of the Netherworld's Mansion, especially his efforts, the "Spiritual Transformation Phenomenon" was finally temporarily repelled.

"Incredible. ”

Wang Chengfeng's eyes widened, and he muttered in a low voice, forgetting the physical pain for a while.

He had long realized that this "greedy" high school student was not an ordinary teenager.

But what he never expected was that the terrifying gray vortex that was reminiscent of the end of the world was forced back to the infirmary by this teenager with martial arts!

And it continues to move towards the place where it was born.

However, the scene on campus at this time made Wang Chengfeng suffer from gains and losses.

When the boy attacked the gray vortex with his martial arts, the gray vortex seemed to vent his anger, releasing a wave of gray qi that almost swept the entire campus.

Classrooms are crooked, walls blending and interspersed.

Rows of street lamps are bent and entwined in pairs, leaving only two light poles, and the two light sources at the top merge into one.

The trees lining the aisles, the grandstands, the goal, the basketball hoops, and even the two dormitories at the back of the campus have been merged...... Everything at Jingling Bilingual Experimental High School is merging.

Except for the teenagers in the health room.

"What's the point of you doing that...... It's only counterproductive......" Wang Chengfeng said bitterly and with difficulty.

Although the young man's methods were extremely powerful, Wang Chengfeng was amazed and shocked.

But so far, what the boy has done is useless.

"Shut up. ”

Li Yue said coldly.

"You ......," Wang Chengfeng opened his mouth.

He is the director of the Tangtang City Bureau, the first brother of the police in Jingling City, how prominent is his identity?

But his body was already in pain at this time, and he was almost on the verge of fainting, so he didn't have time to worry about this young man.

Syllable!

Li Yue finally forced the "Spirit Eye" back to the source of the fission.

"Banglan Royal Devil's Hand" is an intermediate-level martial art, which is more than enough to carry with pure yang true qi.

But what Li Yue is fighting against is not manpower, but the fission phenomenon that is extremely terrifying, whether it is the Tang Dynasty or later generations!

He sat on the spot, his palms sweating slightly.

He drew a witch seal in his hand, one on the left and one on the right, divided into two styles, trapping the "spiritual eye" in the air.

With Li Yue's witch dao mind power at the peak of the Tang Dynasty in the past, it could only trap it for more than an hour.

And now, Li Yue Wu Dao Cultivator retreated to the first stage, and he could only trap it for half a minute at most.

But don't let it touch.

Li Yue secretly reminded.

With his current physical level in the Sword Commander Realm, he still can't touch the "Spirit Eye", a first-class evil thing in the universe of heaven and earth.

However, he has his own way of solving it.

[Little spirit seed, take the spirit of the underworld.] Li Yue said.

[Good...... No, you only have half a gram of Spiritual Qi in total!] Little Spirit Seed Dao.

[Take it out.] Li Yue's tone was unquestionable.

[No, no, you finally exchanged such a little bit!Li Yue, you are crazy!] The little spirit seed looks like a little money fan.

[Noise.] ］

[You are so generous, for people and things that have nothing to do with you, you are willing to waste such precious spiritual energy!]

The little spirit seed Bibi chattered for about twenty seconds before he reluctantly took out the spirit qi.

Li Yue sneered and was silent.

How could he waste such a precious spiritual energy? However, only by giving up this spiritual energy can he exchange it for the huge benefits that followed.

He was almost sleepy with his "spiritual eyes".

Suddenly, his arms shook and bounced upward.

The gray vortex broke through the Witch Seal defenses and roared towards Li Yue.

Wang Chengfeng's heart was about to reach his throat.

There was a deep sense of regret and loss in his eyes.

Sure enough, in the end, it didn't help.

Although this young man is strong, he is a superb martial artist, and he is not afraid of the gray whirlpool.

But how can human beings compete with the existence of supernatural ghosts?

Just as the gray vortex had already shrouded Li Yue's door, it was about to drown Li Yue's critical moment.

Li Yue's gaze was flat, the palm of his left hand flipped over, and a dark gray air flow shot out from the palm and hit the gray vortex.

It's that half a gram of spiritual energy.