"It seems that he has not really exerted his strength. Who is sure to stop it?" The woman in a dress looked at Chen Feng carefully, with a look, and even a little hot in her eyes.

“Long~~~”

Just as the Douling Platform and the space medium were torn out of cracks by the fluctuations of force, and Cao Kuan's mouth was spitting blood and twisted, Chen Feng slapped his big hand, but gradually heaved it, slowly lifted it and no longer put pressure on the man.

"Is it that little baby who used the control of the psychic runes to encourage him to restrain his strength?" The old man in the oily robe no longer had a sense of relief. His eyes were full of condensation, and he looked at the psychic runes flashing around Chen Feng.

Just as the powerful people from all sides noticed, Chen Feng stopped because of An Ting's thoughts, but she never expected that this spiritual servant who was inexplicably summoned would be such a terrible existence.

The many students who were swept up to the sky by the tide of power fell on the stands like dumplings. It was already a barely enough for those who could retain their minds.

**Cao Kuan, who was covered with cracks, seemed to have completely lost his strength and sat on the Douling Platform. His spirit and spirit were extremely weak. It was obviously under Chen Feng's simple and rough pressure, and he was severely injured.

The death was silent in Shengyao Academy. Some students were humming and wailing, banned by the heavy atmosphere, and could only see silent breathing in pain that kept opening their mouths.

The only person who was safe and sound on the Douling Platform was An Ting, a girl in costume. However, in the face of such unexpected situations, her brain was also blank and she didn't know how to deal with it.

No one said a word first, and no one made obvious moves to rescue the injured students, as if they were afraid of causing another change in the situation.
Chapter completed!