C233 Like an Ant

"This is Space Strangulation!" Just as Yuwen Lang unleashed his spell, the surrounding people cried out in alarm. This was because Spatial Strangulation was a spell that could only be used when one had cultivated it to the Minor Success Stage. Normally, most of the people who used this technique were warriors of the chivalrous realm, because after comprehending the origin, the success rate of comprehending this technique would be higher.

Nangong Yan knew this as well. What he couldn't believe was that the tearing sensation coming from his arm was extremely real. The pain had spread throughout his entire arm. No matter how hard he tried to block it with his spiritual energy, he couldn't dispel the spatial crack on his arm.

At this moment, a cold voice came from afar. Before the crowd could recover from their shock, they saw a man with sharp eyes appearing in front of Nangong Yan. The man waved his hand gently, and the dimensional crack on Nangong Yan's arm quietly spread out. It was as if it had never appeared. However, there were a few twisting wounds on Nangong Yan's arm. They were badly mutilated. It looked very terrifying.

After the man who suddenly appeared scattered the spatial crack on Nangong Yan's arm, he turned around and looked at Yuwen Lang. His expression was calm, but his voice was extremely cold, "How can you be so cruel at such a young age? You are really rude!"

Yuwen Lang sneered. He didn't mind it at all. He pointed at the direction of the monastery and said, "If we didn't come, I'm afraid that my friend would have lost half of his life today. "

The man's eyes became even colder. He was just about to step forward. Nangong Yan, who was standing at the side, held back the pain in his arm and called out to him in a low voice. "Instructor Yan, this kid is the young master of Yuwen Clan. However, before he could finish his words, the man let out a cold snort. "Yuwen Clan? If his master was here, it would be fine. But today, he is alone. Are you going to show off in front of my Holy Spirit Academy?!"

After saying that, the man named Yan strode forward and arrived next to Yuwen Lang in an instant. He stretched out his hand, and the spiritual energy around Yuwen Lang froze. Although the latter had a reaction, he couldn't use any magic.

In this critical moment, Yuwen Lang didn't panic. Instead, he pointed at his forehead again. Another red thread was pulled out, and a slightly red spatial crack opened up. Yuwen Lang took a step back and disappeared into the spatial crack.

"He actually escaped! This is a chivalrous level spell!" Everyone exclaimed when they saw this scene.

The man named Yan couldn't suppress Yuwen Lang with just one strike. Under the strange gazes of the crowd, his heart was filled with anger. He suddenly turned around and clawed at a spot not far away from him. A spatial crack appeared on the spot, and Yuwen Lang had just walked out of it. Then, he was pulled over by the man with the surname Yan.

However, just as Yuwen Lang was about to be caught, a black shadow flew over from the side and landed between the two of them. The black shadow was a large shield. After landing on the ground, it created a few cracks on the ground. After that, Yuwen Lang's body crashed into the black shield and did not fall into the hands of the man named Yan.

After that, the shield shrunk rapidly and flew back into Mingsi's hands. Yuwen Lang and the man named Yan looked at Mingsi. It wasn't just them. Everyone on the scene looked at Mingsi. This was because the black shield just now seemed to be extremely heavy. However, it was being casually controlled by a seriously injured early Spirit Transformation Stage student. This was even more unexpected. It even blocked the suction force of the man named Yan, forcefully blocking Yuwen Lang's path.

No one could understand this scene. Mingsi was currently lying in Yem Yutine's arms. His heart was beating slightly faster. He was very nervous, but after thinking for a while, he calmed down. "There shouldn't be anyone here who can see through Illusion God's Divine Weapon Body. . . "

When the man surnamed Yan saw that his attack had missed again, the anger in his heart intensified. However, the surrounding people were also pointing and pointing at him, "This should be the teacher of those little guys. How shameless of them to attack a group of juniors at this moment. "

"That's right, he's a chivalrous hero in vain. "

The sounds of discussions rose and fell, and following that, the man with the surname Yan's face gradually became gloomy. Mingsi and Yuwen Lang were even more worried in their hearts. They did not think that Yan, who had already attacked twice, would stop under the pressure of public opinion. If he attacked again, one of them would be injured. The other one, including the other students, wouldn't be able to escape either.

A sense of helplessness welled up in Mingsi's heart. He was both helpless and angry. Sure enough, in the next moment, the man surnamed Yan's eyes turned extremely cold. His eyes were already overflowing with killing intent. Coupled with the fact that no one came forward to stop him, the man surnamed Yan's body moved once again. And this time, his target was Mingsi!

"Quickly protect Mingsi!" When Yuwen Lang saw this scene, he immediately shouted, but before he could finish his words, despair rose in his heart, because how could a group of academies withstand even a single chivalrous expert?

Mingsi, who was in the crowd, could only helplessly look at the figure that was walking towards him.

"You all leave quickly!" Mingsi struggled to get up, and the spiritual energy in his hand had already quietly entered Illusion God's body. The Spirit Gathering Shield in his spatial bag was ready to be summoned. At the same time, the majestic spiritual energy in his body was also quietly circulating. However, all of this appeared somewhat comical in the eyes of the Yan male who was walking over. No matter how shocking Mingsi's strength was, at this moment. . . He was just a Spirit Transformation Stage youth after all. In his eyes. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . *

He no longer allowed the scene of Mingsi blocking his path. At this moment, the Spiritual Qi in his hand had become so distorted that it was frightening. From the looks of it, he was going to strike with a heavy blow. Seeing this, the despair in Mingsi's heart was already very strong. This scene looked somewhat similar in his eyes.

He didn't think that he would die, but at this moment, the feeling of being bullied and bullied filled his heart once again. Although his current strength had already surpassed many of his peers, facing the man surnamed Yan right now, the feeling of powerlessness in his heart was the same as before in Chang'an.

"Go to hell, you stinking brat!" The man surnamed Yan raised his palm. The students who were about to step forward to block the attack were repelled by an invisible wave of air. The Blood God Attraction unleashed by Yuwen Lang was no longer effective in front of Yan, who was already prepared.

The palm carried a strong wind as it gradually enlarged in Mingsi's eyes.

"Damn it! Mingsi could already feel the sharp pain on his skin from the impact of the wind. Yem Yutine was also pushed far away. At this moment, he was the only one in the open area. He gritted his teeth and stared fiercely at the man named Yan who was trying to grab him. The anger in his heart had reached its peak.

"If I don't die, I will kill you with my own hands!" Mingsi roared angrily and closed his eyes tightly.

"Ridiculous! If I give you another ten years, you will still be a weak ant in front of me!"