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Chapter 285: What a Close Call, Almost Died
Chapter 285: What a Close Call, Almost Died
Until Jiang Cheng slowly walked towards him, Xiao Yuanqing's face finally showed a terrified expression once again.
The Master is dead.
It seems like he's next.
Just as he was about to say something, everything went black, and he fainted.
Jiang Cheng held Xiao Yuanqing's neck with one hand and the pale blue long sword with the other, jumping out of the third-floor window and disappearing from everyone's sight.
The entire third floor was silent.
Or rather, the entire Falcon Martial Arts Academy had fallen into silence.
The members on the second and first floors, although they didn't go up to the third floor, could sense something from the previous commotion.
For several minutes, the academy was eerily quiet, with no one daring to speak.
Until a group of people appeared.
There were over thirty of them, almost all wearing training uniforms, with the emblem on their chest indicating they were from the DragonStride Martial Academy. Each of them held knives, guns, sticks, and bats, exuding a fierce killing aura.
The only exception was a man in his fifties, who, if Bai Wei and the others were present, would be recognized as Yuan Yunxiang, the Master of the DragonStride Martial Academy.
Like the deceased Master of the Falcon Martial Academy, he was also a Fifth-Rank Force Samurai.
The group quickly walked into the academy, and the receptionist, taken aback, hurried to intercept them.
"Where's your Master? Let him come out!"
A middle-aged man in his forties, furious, said, "I want to ask him, in broad daylight, if killing our DragonStride Martial Academy members means you want to go to war with us?"
The receptionist was stunned.
"What's the point of talking to her? We'll directly charge in and demand an explanation from Tang!" another man shouted.
"Agreed, let's charge in!"
"Charge in! For our Third Senior Brother, let's demand justice!"
With the crowd's outrage, they pushed past the receptionist and rushed straight to the third floor.
Pingxi Street was small, and news spread quickly. The DragonStride Martial Academy soon learned about the incident after the Iron Fist Gang.
However, upon arriving at the scene and seeing the bodies, they were enraged, wanting to tear the killer apart.
Soon, they learned from bystanders that the killer was a middle-aged man with a sword, who, after killing, didn't leave immediately but entered the Falcon Martial Academy.
In an instant, they understood everything.
Even if the Falcon Martial Academy wasn't directly involved, they were still implicated. It was likely they had hired the killer or that Tang had disguised himself.
As for why the killer returned to the academy instead of hiding, they didn't care about those details.
Whoever benefited from the incident was the prime suspect. The Falcon Martial Academy must have been involved!
The Falcon Martial Academy members were stunned, like wooden chickens.
What was happening today?
Just a few minutes ago, someone had charged in.
A few minutes later, a large group of people, their arch-rivals from the DragonStride Martial Academy, had burst in.
The group quickly went up to the second floor.
"Where's Tang? Is he here?" someone shouted at Lin Quanliang and the others.
Lin Quanliang slowly pointed upstairs.
The group rushed towards the third floor, cursing and swearing as they went.
They spoke of blood debts and making the Falcon Martial Academy pay a painful price.
However, a few people in the group changed their expressions.
A strong smell of blood!
Yuan Yunxiang's face turned grim.
As he entered, he had already smelled the scent, and the higher he went, the stronger it became.
Now, the source of the smell seemed to be above them.
Just as they were thinking this, the group had reached the third floor.
A corpse lay before them, its blood pooling into a small lake.
Many were so terrified they screamed or vomited uncontrollably.
But some were merely startled, then puzzled. What was the situation with this corpse? Who was he?
Their gazes searched ahead.
Soon, they saw Zeng Zhiteng and his two companions slumped on the ground. The three of them also looked back, but their eyes were lifeless, devoid of any emotion.
"What's going on?" the middle-aged man asked.
This was completely different from what he had imagined.
But no one answered him.
"There!"
Suddenly, someone spotted something in the distance.
It seemed to be a helmet lying in the distance. As they looked closer, it sent chills down their spines.
Yuan Yunxiang took a deep breath, instantly reaching the helmet. He bent down to pick it up, removing the helmet, and a pair of terrified eyes met his gaze.
"Tang Guanzhu!"
"It's Tang Guanzhu!"
"Oh my! How can it be him?!"
For a moment, exclamations of shock echoed around them.
Someone turned back to look at Zeng Zhiteng, whose face was frozen in shock. Now they finally understood why he looked this way.
"Who killed him?"
"Tang Guanzhu's strength is almost on par with our Guanzhu. Who has the ability to kill him?"
"Look, Tang Guanzhu is still wearing his battle armor. I've heard about this stuff; once you put it on, its defense is incredible. Even a Sixth Rank Force Samurai can't do much against it."
"If it's so powerful, how did he still die?"
"Nonsense! The killer's strength is too strong; even the battle armor couldn't save him."
Hearing this, the group sucked in a breath of cold air.
It seemed to make sense.
"Do you think it's the man with the sword who did this?"
"What? Him?"
Many widened their eyes in surprise.
"But isn't he from the Falcon Martial Arts Academy? Are they a gang?"
"That's just our guess. Now, I fear it's not the case. Otherwise, Tang Guanzhu wouldn't have died. I think after killing our people, the sword-wielding man rushed here and killed Tang Guanzhu."
"Let's go!"
Just then, Yuan Yunxiang, who had been silent, put down the head in his hand and turned to leave.
He didn't know the full truth.
But he didn't want to delve deeper.
Because even he didn't have a hundred percent certainty of defeating Tang Nian, let alone in a life-or-death battle.
The killer, who could behead Tang Nian in his A-Class Combat Armor, would have no trouble killing Yuan Yunxiang, who didn't even have an A-Class armor.
Judging by the fresh blood from the wound, Tang Nian likely died not long ago. What does this mean? If Yuan Yunxiang had arrived a few minutes earlier, he might have met the same fate.
Thinking of this, his hair stood on end, and he dared not linger for even a second. If the killer returned, the consequences were unimaginable.
Seeing their Guanzhu leave, the others were terrified, their faces turning pale. They left behind the members, who were left confused.
(End of Chapter)
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