The Great Demon King

Chapter 16 "Many people hit me "

During the day, the field of training for necromancy majors.

Han Shuo involuntarily cleared up as he read Teacher Gene's morning lecture in his mind. Han Shuo's brows were a little as he was deep in thought.

A fat figure ran from the door and stopped in front of Han Shuo. Jack gasped for breath as he said in a hurry, “Bryan's bad news! Carey and Borg have come to take revenge on you! ”

Han Shou was a little unhappy that his mind was disturbed. He frowned when he saw Jack's panicked face and asked, “What happened? Didn't I beat those two idiots last time? What do they want with me again? ”

“I don't know, I'm not sure either. I just heard that they were in pain because they ate something this morning. Their faces are all green! They yell about getting revenge on you, even Lisa is looking for you! ”

Han Shuo still felt a slight pain when he touched his back, but it felt much better than last night. The magical yuan was finally completely covered in a dark green fighting aura on its spine, and seemed to be shrinking slowly. This gave Han Shuo a little comfort.

“Don't blame me for you coming looking for death!” Han Shuo let out a cold snort and tightly held the broom in his hand as he looked towards the door.

Jack still had an anxious expression on his face when he************* his hand, “Bryan, this time was different. Carey and Borg got a couple of waiters and they don't seem to be errands from the necromancy department. They are all very tall and strong! Quick run! ”

“Cursed be Bryan, how dare you plot against us! I'll make you pay today! “Carey's voice was already in from the outside when Jack immediately tried to convince Han Shuo to run. The crowd had already blocked the doors of the training field by the time he finished speaking.

Carey and Borg really have green faces, and Borg “move fast” once they get in through the door. He gripped his stomach and his body convulsed for a while. He spewed out a black and sticky liquid, and his breath instantly smelled of bitter acid.

Carey's already green face looked even worse after seeing Borg take out something. Her stomach also ached as she coughed into his hand, but could not spit out anything even if she wanted to.

“Bryan, what did you tell Lisa to perfect ?! He feeds us and we love this now! This is my death or yours today! “She held her stomach with one hand and pointed the accusing finger at the other while bitterly speaking. Borg's body felt somewhat weak after vomiting, and leaned against the door to keep himself upright.

He smiled inwardly as Han Shuo felt ridiculous. He randomly concocted some disgusting things to exorcise Lisa the last time he asked her why she had suddenly become so nimble and spirited, but who knew that he thought it was real and actually fixed things that revolted. It seemed like he was experimenting on Borg and Carey, no wonder both of them looked worse than dead.

“No, no, I don't!” Han Shuo shook his head and said with an expression of ignorance. He looked stupid and very innocent.

“Lisa tell us everything. How dare you say you are not! I won't leave until I teach you a lesson today! “Carey yelled angrily and gestured to those she had brought with her. There were six lackeys, including Borg. They rolled up their sleeves and walked threateningly towards Han Shuo.

Aside from Carey and Borg, the other errands are from the black magic department, but they don't quite fit Jack's description of tall and strong. They are tall, fine, but the tall ones remain thin. There were strong ones alright, but they were not as tall as Han Shuo. Overall, the high is not strong, and the strong is not high. Their fighting abilities might not be much.

He flexed his hand, but still wore a dull expression on his face. An uncontrollable desire to rampage and vent grew in his heart, and it seemed that it would only be soothed by defeating all of these people to the ground.

This desire came quickly and unexpectedly, and it filled Han Shuo's mind in the blink of an eye, like a spell that prompted him to act. Han Shuo's personality had always been rather passive, and it was extremely rare to take the initiative to offend someone. He did not dare to get into trouble by being too arrogant, but with his strength and speed now, it was highly likely that the impact would be severe if they fought. Han Shuo was unwilling for such a development to occur, but he did not seem to have any rational control over his current abilities.

This feeling was the same as the situation when she faced Lisa in the training field last time. All rational thought had been abandoned, and he took action according to the wishes of his heart. It was then that Claude's fighting aura was finally digested by the magical yuan.

The situation is the same today. The magical yuan had attached Claude's fighting aura, and his inner desire was strong beyond belief.

He turned to look at the trembling and trembling Jack. There was no trace of honest foolishness on Han Shuo's face, the look from his eyes as sharp as twin blades, with a gambler's spirit complexion. He handed Jack the broom handle and said coldly, “Hold this. Stick anyone who dares to hit you! ”

He stopped, pointed to the sharp end of the metal broom, and said lightly, “Use the sharp edge!”

Jack was frightened by Han Shuo's current attitude, and looked at him with both feet trembling. Han Shuo was currently cool, calm, and calm, without any trace of Bryan and his fear!

Han Shuo shoved the broomstick into Jack's hand and turned around with an honest and silly expression on his face. He instinctively curled up and wailed, “No, don't hit me!”

“We will do just that!” The six people rushed in together, punching, and kicking with force, attacking Han Shuo's entire body.

He held his head with both hands and retreated fearfully at first. When he had taken three steps back and arrived next to Jack, it was as if he had suddenly lost his mind and he shouted a few times. He rushed towards the six people, like a bull going wild.

Carey was at the front, and her raised right leg came to a halt in the air when she did not dare to complete her movements. His heart skipped a beat as he recalled what happened the last time Han Shuo lost his mind.

Although, just because Carey didn't kick him, didn't mean Han Shuo would let go easily. Han Shuo felt the magical churn yuan with increasing speed as he ran. It seemed like the same thing happened again, when the magical yuan began to digest the dark green battle aura that Erick had left behind.

He stretched out his hands and caught Carey's feet raised like lightning. He picked it up and sent Carey flipping back, landing with a big bang and grinning in pain. His teeth came into contact with the ground and blood had already formed at the tip of his mouth.

The four who had come to help Carey and Borg were dumbfounded by Han Shuo's face. Their glancing faces froze, and their expressions became a little strange.

“Don't be afraid, he's only one person. We've got six on our side and can beat him to death, even if we hit him randomly! “Borg raised his chin and said suddenly as he carried a wooden bench out of nowhere. He shouted loudly and came crashing into Han Shuo.

The declining confidence of the four was renewed after hearing the Borg words, and their expressions shifted back. They slowly took out a short wooden stick from behind them and followed the Borg leader rushing towards Han Shuo's head.

They even prepared weapons! Han Shuo narrowed his eyes, jumped off his legs and dodged to the side when he saw that the Borg stool was about to hit him.

Fall in!

The bench hit the stone floor and his legs wobbled from the impact. It doesn't look that strong anymore. Borg gives light “eh?” As a surprised expression walked to his face. He did not anticipate that Han Shuo would be able to dodge and make his attack land on empty air.

Pow! The fist quickly hit the bridge of Borg's nose and a bloody flower formed. Borg's head drooped as he staggered backwards, the bench slipping from his limp hands due to his pain.

His head lowered with a low laugh, Han Shuo grabbed the chair that Borg dropped and turned to be ambushed by the short and burly red-haired boy. The wooden stick whistled in the air, and the wooden bench was suddenly lifted to catch the stick, just as it was about to hit Han Shuo's head.

One foot of the bench on each hand, Han Shuo felt the magic yuan in his spinal churn getting faster. He could clearly feel the aura of the covered battle continuously dissipating, resulting in boundless power entering his hand. He clasped the foot of the bench firmly and suddenly tore it apart.

The entire bench split in half, and Han Shuo kicked with his right foot as he held the two halves in his hand. He was firmly connected with the man's lower abdomen, with the latter's face immediately turning white as he bent down on the ground in pain.

Han Shuo will not let go easily – who was first pleased with his bloodthirsty feeling and just wanted to vent it out completely. Both of his hands started working at the same time, crashing the bottom of the bench into the red-haired man's face. Blood spurted out from his forehead at once while dipping the stool in half.

“Quick and stop him! That crazy fucking kid is gonna kill Alva! ”Borg screamed in fear as blood flowed out of his nose, like two worms, thanks to being flattened by Han Shuo's fist.

Even Carey tried hard to get up. Despite being struck by terror, he still trembledly raised the wooden stick he had already hidden and rushed towards Han Shuo with the others.

Pilipala.

A series of loud clashing sounded. Watching from the sidelines with twisted legs trembling in fear, Jack watched Han Shuo in disbelief. He only saw Han Shuo raise half the bench and drop it into people's noses. Blood dripped on their faces and the tops of their heads just after a while.

At this moment, Jack was stunned silly, completely floor by Han Shuo's ruthless methods. He would never have thought that the usually timid and accepting Bryan would one day display such a harsh and savage side of himself.

Just as Jack was stunned, Erick's fighting aura was finally digested by the magical yuan during the fight, where Han Shuo had complied with his every wish. It was then that Han Shuo came to his senses and suddenly realized what he was doing. He couldn't help but feel a little scared.

“There was a fighting sound, what happened? Check the training field! ”Han Shuo suddenly heard Fanny's voice from afar, with approaching footsteps following her words.

He turned to look at Carey, Borg and co. look at him with a face full of fear and anxiety, each scared out of their minds. They were all holding wooden sticks, but no one dared to take one step closer.

Han Shuo knew that things were indeed serious, and madly ran through the various scenarios in his mind. A thought suddenly struck him, and he suddenly ran towards the doors of the training field. He smeared blood from the stool to his face and head as he ran, then threw out the two bloodstains. He grabbed his back, where Erick's sword had wounded him, and jolted strongly along with a roar of intense pain. The injury had not fully healed and was immediately torn, fresh blood staining his back.

At the door, Han Shuo suddenly switched from a quick run to a full stop and fell to the ground, “with diligent” crawling towards the door. He stuck out two hands covered in blood when he saw that Fanny and co. had appeared, and said with faces full of terror and blood, “A, many people hit Me.

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