Chapter Twenty-Six: Turmoil Rises in the City

The earth cracked, and it sank straight down. m exposed a big pit, Wang Yu lay in the pit, motionless, out of the clothes tattered, unharmed!

"How so?" exclaimed the men, this is too wicked. How could this kid's corpse be so hard?

"Here, this time concentrate on his head, attack his head!, I don't believe it, this can't destroy his body!" shouted Dove Zhaoshi.

Although he looks fierce on the outside at the moment, he is weak in his heart, and they have never encountered such a thing.

Everyone began to condense their spiritual power, and they were going to use the most powerful exercises in the major academies to attack Wang Yu.

"The body is a furnace that melts all things in heaven and earth...... I can't even think that I can even refine my attack power!" Wang Yu sighed in a daze.

The sneak attack of several people at the beginning really seriously injured him. However, he discovered that his body could actually refine the power of others attacking him.

Therefore, he immediately activated the blood qi in his body. When these people attacked him for the second time, those attack powers had almost been refined by him.

In this way, his injuries were indirectly healed by these people.

"Boom!"

The men attacked again. For a while, it was dusty again, and the gravel was splashing, and this big pit became a lot bigger!

When all the smoke dissipated, Wang Yu was still lying there unharmed.

Everyone sensed something was wrong. Why did he attack Wang Yu like this, he was fine?

"Why don't you attack me?" Just when everyone was stunned, Wang Yu's voice came from the pit.

"He's not dead!" exclaimed some people, and some people immediately tried to escape!

"Phew!"

A blood-red sword qi burst out of the air and hit the person who fled, instantly piercing his little foot and stomach, and blood gushed out.

Wang Yu got up from the pit, and when he looked at these people, his eyes were extremely cold!

They began to beg for mercy again, just like just now, so pitiful. But this time, Wang Yu won't relent.

"Ah......h

The screams of ghosts and wolves immediately rang out!

Soon after, the masters who had gone after the gray wolf also returned. They were all disappointed because they let the gray wolf escape.

"That fierce beast is very powerful, I hope that criminal Wang Yu has touched that fierce beast!"

"That's right, he's going to be torn apart by that head!"

"Haha......"

The men burst out laughing.

"Why is there someone lying there?"

"Looks like our student ......"

"Quick, go up and see, they look like they've been attacked. ”

These people immediately rushed up, only to see a group of people lying on the ground, all of whom had passed out. After examining their injuries and finding that none of them were in danger of life, they were relieved.

"There's a word here—Lao Tzu isn't easy to mess with!" someone read.

I saw that on the ground, someone wrote these big characters in blood!

"This must have been done by that criminal, he is so rampant that he dares to sneak attack our students!"

"He is really too despicable and shameless, he doesn't dare to fight our students openly, he will sneak attack people like this!"

"Is that criminal still human? How can he do such a shameless thing?"

A group of people said indignantly and brought the wounded back to Dune City.

Soon after, the entire Dune City was in a stir. Wang Yu's name really resounded throughout Dune City.

Everyone knows what he has done! The sneak attack seriously injured more than a dozen students, and the students of the three major academies!

Of course, this statement came out of the three major academies. As unreliable as the credibility of the City Lord's Mansion!

The students of the three major academies all took to the streets with banners and demonstrations, demanding that the city lord send troops to arrest Wang Yu.

There are also some people who do not know the truth, either coerced and lured, or deceived by demagoguery...... They also took to the streets one after another to demonstrate with those students.

This makes the whole team very large. It was mighty, like a long dragon, and rolled towards the City Lord's Mansion.

It's still the same hall, the lord of the city, still sitting there calmly. The deans of the three colleges below only grizzled Wang Yu's atrocities.

The messenger of the Holy Courtyard was still lying there, holding his wine jar, and drinking a little wine slowly.

"We must send troops immediately to capture him and cut him back with a thousand cuts!" the dean of the North Academy roared angrily.

"He's really too vile and shameless, and his heart is vicious. The students of our academy are willing to fight a fair battle with him, but he does not dare to fight, but uses conspiracy and trickery to attack them!" shouted the dean of the East Academy.

"He has such a vicious heart that he must not be left alive in the world. City Lord, are you going to give the order to send troops? Thousands of students are petitioning you. The dean of the West Academy yelled.

At this moment, the procession of demonstrations poured in. They roared in unison: "Please send troops to destroy that thief!"

The sound was higher and higher, as if it was about to burst the sky!

The lord of the city still sat there calmly, waiting for the men to roar almost as loudly. He held out his hand and motioned for them to be quiet!

"Lord Holy Envoy, what do you think?" the city lord asked lightly.

Obviously, it's like throwing this problem to a drunk. All this is also caused by drunkards. He did not agree to send troops, and the three major academies of talent came up with this plan to poison Wang Yu. As a result, he harmed his own students.

The drunkard got up from the ground, put the wine jar aside, looked at these indignant students, and lazily slapped a drink, before saying, "Students, do you know what kind of students the Holy Academy needs?"

The crowd wondered why the drunkard would ask this. So, I don't know how to answer.

"The Holy Academy will only have students with strength, and students who don't have strength will also be sent to death if they go to the Holy Academy!" said with a serious expression on the drunken ghost's face.

His voice was not loud, but it was heard by everyone here.

"What is strength?" someone asked in a whisper.

"Survival is strength!" said the drunken man lightly.

Everyone was even more confused, he didn't say anything about talent, hard work, or opportunity...... I didn't say any of this, why did I say it, survival is strength?

There are so many people alive, is it possible that every one of them is a powerful person?

"I've said a few words less, it's the ones who survive to be qualified to have strength!, do you understand?" said the drunken again.

Isn't this nonsense? Isn't that a dead man entitled to have power?

Where can these people understand that the most nonsense words may also be the most reasonable words. The most plausible words may also be just a nonsense. It's all about how you understand it