Chapter Twenty-Nine: Brutality
The only one who came was Rukat, and his own brother Rust was still lying in the dormitory.
Xiao Chen's attack is very "measured".
It seems that he just stepped on Rust a few times, but in fact, he has stepped Rust out of internal injuries, and today he has a seizure, and he can't get out of bed at all, and he can't be good without a month or two of cultivation.
Therefore, when Lukat saw Xiao Chen, his eyes were extremely red, and as soon as he met, he showed a resentful and fierce light, and walked towards Xiao Chen on his feet.
"It's going to be a fight. "There was a moment of silence in the classroom, and a thought flowed through everyone's heart.
Jett, who was sitting next to Xiao Chen, was even more nervous and left the seat slightly, wanting to stand up.
Xiao Chen pressed him back to his seat, and in the face of Rukat's fierce and devouring gaze, he didn't react, as if he was treating him as air.
This made Rukat even more unhappy.
Rukat walked towards Xiao Chen gloomily, and the green tendons in his left hand holding the magic wand were bulging.
"Dog, I didn't expect you to dare to come to class, I'll give you a chance, kneel, learn to bark, lick my boots, and I'll spare your dog's life." ”
"What!"
Xiao Chen's eyes sharpened, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and said in a dark voice: "You dare to say it again." ”
Rukat roared with a hideous expression: "It seems that you don't shed tears if you don't see the coffin, then give me death, water elf, listen to my call and devour ......"
He waved his staff and chanted a spell loudly, and a circle of rippling water elementals appeared on the tip of the staff.
Just as he was concentrating his mana, a dark shadow suddenly expanded in his field of vision.
Splatter!
The loud sound shook the entire classroom.
Everyone was taken aback and watched in amazement.
No one could see how Xiao Chen made a move, and the scene was amazingly fast.
Rukat's strong body had fallen to the ground, convulsive, Xiao Chen held a wooden chair, stepped on his back, and smashed his head and shoulders fiercely with the chair.
The smashing sound of wood and ** came out.
Everyone was stunned, no one dared to step forward to stop them, just stupidly watched in place, their eyes were blank, and their bodies shook rhythmically following the muffled sound of impact.
Jett was the first to pounce and hold the furious Xiao Chen.
"Stop fighting, Xiao Chen, stop it, if you continue to fight, you will die." ”
The chair in Xiao Chen's hand had shattered, and only two chair legs were left to grasp in his hand. After being dragged by Jet, Xiao Chen spat fiercely, his eyes fierce as a wolf.
Glancing around, all the people he saw were hunched their necks and lowered their heads, not daring to look at them.
A few people who had bullied Xiao Chen before, and who had promised to give him a good look just now, even retreated one by one in shock, as if they saw a demon crawling out of hell.
Rukat, who fell to the ground, didn't even have convulsions, and blood was accumulating under his head, like a piece of dead meat, and there was no sound at all.
A female student stumbled out and screamed, "Kill! kill!"
Xiao ...... Xiao Chen, you've made a big mistake. Jett muttered.
An official mage, a prospective student was beaten to death by another student in the Celestial Star Academy, not in the dueling arena, this is definitely a big deal, a serious violation of the school's rules, and it is bound to be severely punished by the school's discipline department.
Thinking of the gloomy group of guys in the Discipline Department, Jett couldn't help but shudder.
Soon.
There was a sound of hurried footsteps at the door, and the class tutor Fei Lan appeared. As soon as he saw Rukat, who was lying in a pool of blood, and Xiao Chen, who was standing there indifferently, his eyes shrank sharply.
On the way, I have learned a little about the situation, some people say that Xiao Chen beat Lukat to death, but he still doesn't believe it.
Rukat is a new mage and is about to become an official student of the academy, Xiao Chen, the waste wood that has not been able to break through in the academy for two years, will be Rukat's opponent, and he will beat the other party to death.
At this time, seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but be shocked.
Walking over, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart.
Rukat's appearance was really miserable, the brand-new formal robe, wrinkled, red from blood, his face was completely swollen, purple and red bruises and swollen out, his head seemed to be twice as big, between his teeth, in his nostrils, and now, there was still a trace of blood oozing out.
The shards of the chair scattered on the ground made his eyebrows furrow.
The fool also understands that this broken chair is a "murder weapon", and to smash such a thick wooden chair on a person and smash it to pieces, what a great force and what a ruthless means it takes.
Rukat at this time, how miserable it was. I'm afraid that the wounds seen on the outside are only a small part, and the inside is estimated to be even worse, and the bones are probably not as good as a few pieces.
Fei Lan reached out and probed Rukat's nose, so breathy that it was almost imperceptible.
He hurriedly shouted, "Go and call someone from the medical room." ”
He didn't dare to act rashly now, so he could only call the people in the medical room to deal with it.
Several students ran out quickly.
Only then did Rukat stand up, and his eyes fell on Xiao Chen, who was standing aside with his hands in his hands, Xiao Chen's body still seemed to have a bloody aura that had not yet dispersed, but his face was calm and terrible, and indifferent and terrible.
It seems that the act of smashing a person into a mess just now is as natural as breathing, and it can't make his mood 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 mage and the other party was just a preparatory class student, Fei Lan's heart actually had a trace of fear, although he didn't want to admit it.
The priest, close, extremely vulnerable, and the Rukat lying there is a living example.
Away from Xiao Chen, his mood finally calmed down.
Given enough distance for the three-star mage, Fei Lan was still confident that he could instantly kill a magic apprentice with brute force. He fixed his mind and shouted sternly: "Xiao Chen, you are really mad, you actually did this to your classmates, and if you don't hurry up, you will be arrested, follow me to the discipline department and bow down and confess." ”
Xiao Chen glanced at him, didn't speak, sat on the chair next to him, picked up a book, and flipped through it.
That glance was not mockery, not ridicule.
But more insulting than anything else, that glance, as if it were watching an ant spread its teeth and claws, and a mosquito buzzing by.
Fei Lan's face turned red in an instant, his eyes widened, and his pupils contracted.
The hand holding the staff trembled violently, and his breath seemed to be squeezed out of his chest, circulating out of the furnace, with an indescribable depression and scalding.
In the preparatory class, every student was scolding him, currying favor with him, looking at him with eyes full of reverence, fear, and envy.
Because, he is a three-star mage and an official student of the Sky Star Academy.
And here, there are some magic apprentices who are not in the stream, and some preparatory students who are not even qualified to wear the academy badge.
It's like one is a high-ranking nobleman, and the other is a beggar on the street.
He is a regular student, to be able to come to this preparatory class as a mentor, to guide them, is mercy, charity, every preparatory class student should be grateful to Dade, lick his shoes, do not dare, can not have the slightest disrespect.
Nobody, no one ever dared to look at him that way.
However, Xiao Chen just looked at him like that.
Naked, undisguised discrimination, no, not even discrimination, is ignorance.
Roar!
In Fei Lan's heart, there seemed to be a fierce tiger about to roar and rush out.
It was a nobleman who was ridiculed, insulted, and ignored by a beggar that no one could bear, and he Falan was no exception.