Chapter 265: Appearance
"boom!"
The island shook, leaves flew everywhere, and ripples appeared on the black water of the surrounding swamp.
After the loud noise, everyone was stunned.
No one expected that Su Xia would actually take action directly, with a cold and rude look.
He threw a punch, and the blue light wrapped around the fist with psychic energy instantly hit Shi Shishi's shoulder. The light burst out and knocked him away.
"puff--"
Shi Sishi's face turned pale, his mind was agitated, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his shoulders dropped limply, his entire right shoulder was broken.
He flew backwards, knocking down several small trees. His body left a long mark on the soft black ground. He rolled over and over, his body covered with dead branches and leaves. He looked extremely miserable and collapsed on the ground.
A fourth-level psychic master was actually beaten half-crippled by Su Xia's punch!
At this moment, not to mention Shi Shishi's disciples, even the old dean beside him changed his expression.
The oldest disciple cried out sadly, "Teacher!"
"teacher!"
The other disciples also panicked and ran over, taking out various life-saving potions from their bodies.
Putting this incident aside, Shi Sishi had been quite good to them in the academy in the past. He taught them all the knowledge they needed and was very grateful to them for educating them.
The relationship between master and apprentice is a strong emotional chain no matter what era.
"Teacher, don't move. I will treat your wound."
The oldest disciple's eyes turned red, and he took out the medicine on him as if it were free to help Shi Sishi stabilize his injuries.
Now, Shi Sishi looked so miserable and tragic.
His breathing was weak, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and a large area in front of his body was stained red.
Of course, the reality is not that bad.
In Su Xia's eyes, the old guy still had nearly 90% of his health left and was not seriously injured at all, except that his right shoulder was temporarily unusable.
With his vitality as a fourth-level psychic creature, he would be well in about half a day with just a few injections of healing potion.
“Cough… cough cough…”
Shi Shishi coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood foam, his expression was miserable, and he was extremely shocked.
He never expected that the last time they met at the Oasis Camp, Bei Feng was no match for him at all. He didn't dare to take action at the meeting and finally had to leave the conference hall.
It has only been a short time and he has become so strong.
Shi Sishi thought that Su Xia still didn't dare to take action this time, so he was careless and didn't have time to dodge.
"Being young...being young is good..."
Shi Sishi looked at the large pool of blood in front of him and his voice trembled.
Su Xia stood with his hands behind his back, and did not move after the blow. He looked calm, and looked at him quietly without saying anything.
The rest of the people, whether they were from the joint camp on the island or those at the edge of the swamp on the opposite bank, all stared with their eyes wide open, too shocked to speak .
How did it suddenly turn into a situation where direct action was required?
Everyone thought that Su Xia would definitely have an argument with Shi Sishi, just like the last time in the meeting room of the Oasis Camp, and that they would never come to blows.
However, Su Xia came up with a punch that was as powerful as thunder and unstoppable, directly shattering any possible argument.
"Alas, why is it so?"
Someone sighed quietly, and the people around him nodded slightly, agreeing with this statement.
Especially the people of Longcheng team, during the whole journey together, they always thought that Su Xia was a knowledgeable, gentle and good-tempered scholar. It was not until Su Xia's thundering attack just now that they suddenly realized that this was a ruthless man who defeated An Lan head-on.
Su Xia also heard the sighs of people around her, but remained calm.
At the Oasis Camp, Shi Sishi had a psychic power of level 4.7 and mastered all the skills of Dragon City.
Su Xia had just been promoted to level four at that time, and had just defeated a Zerg nest, so his mecha was half-broken. That's why he resisted the urge to take action and had a few words with the old guy.
Now that he is powerful, why bother talking nonsense?
Talking nonsense just wastes time.
Fight first and talk later!
In this way, Su Xia completed the feat of punching the Nanshan Nursing Home.
"The North Wind—"
The oldest disciple, Shi Shishi, shouted angrily, his eyes turned red, he stood up, and a heart-pounding spiritual energy fluctuation erupted.
He was furious, clenched his fists, and shouted, "Bei Feng! You are unreasonable and you want to take advantage of my master's old age and frailty? Today I will fight on behalf of my master, do you dare to accept it?!"
Not only him, but the other dozen or so disciples, except Chang Rui and another one who was taking care of Shi Sishi, all stood up and burst out with terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations.
It is certain that all of Shi Shishi's disciples are very strong.
After all, as a disciple with a lower ranking, Zhang Fang already possessed level 3.8 psychic power when he first came to the Oasis Camp, and later broke through to level 3.9 after defeating the insect nest.
The college has very strict requirements for its students and does not want to cultivate flowers in a greenhouse.
Every student must not only have sufficient knowledge, but also be strong enough to excel in both academics and physical skills.
This is a cruel era. The weak scholars who only know how to talk about "zhihuzheya" are destined to find no hope for the human race, so they have to do so. Every young person has a passion that has never been extinguished.
"North Wind! Do you dare to fight?"
The eldest disciple roared once more, and the fluctuations of his spiritual energy were frightening. He was an extremely powerful man and could have gone out to fight long ago.
The other dozen or so people were also not weak, and several of them were level four creatures.
Su Xia remained silent. She looked through the dozen people with an indifferent gaze and saw Chang Rui, whose face was pale, standing behind them.
In other literary works, the younger one is usually beaten first and the older one comes after that. Unexpectedly, here it is the other way around, the older one is beaten first and the younger one comes after that.
Finally, Su Xia spoke up and said to the oldest disciple, "You are no match for me. Get out of my way."
"A coward who only dares to bully the old and weak?"
The eldest disciple's blood was boiling with rage, and he strode forward, determined to fight Su Xia and seek justice for his master Shi Sishi.
He was indeed very strong. When Su Xia read the data, he saw the description of level 4.4 psychic power. He had gone out of Longcheng to kill enemies many times and led people to defeat several brutal mercenary teams.
However, when the man came closer, his body suddenly trembled and he groaned.
"you……"
He only saw a flash of blue light in Su Xia's eyes, which was captivating. In an instant, his whole body seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, his vision went black, and it seemed as if his soul was about to be shattered. He almost fell down on the spot.
At this time, Su Xia walked forward and threw a punch.
With a loud bang!
This eldest disciple, like his master, flew backwards, broke several small trees, caused leaves to fall all over the ground, and rolled over for more than ten times, looking very miserable.
Whether on the island or on the edge of the swamp on the opposite bank, everything was quiet.
Everyone knew that Bei Feng was very strong, but no one expected him to be this strong. He knocked down two powerful psychic creatures with just two punches, and he himself was not hurt at all, and his expression did not even change, as if he was just casually slapping away two ants.
"ah--"
The eldest disciple roared, his face full of pain, not because of the pain in his body, but because of the hatred that he could not avenge his master.
Su Xia looked at him calmly, and finally spoke again: "He concealed his purpose, was selfish, and brought you into danger. He almost let all of you die here. He deserved that punch."
"He is my teacher after all!"
"I understand." Su Xia nodded, "You tried your best, just lie down."
He glanced at the other dozen or so disciples.
These disciples were originally trying to block his way, but after that punch just now, they knew they couldn't stop him. Their faces became gloomy, and they all lowered their heads and made way.
What if they all rushed forward?
When everyone falls down, who will take care of the injured?
Su Xia was very satisfied with their attitude. She walked forward and said to Shi Sishi who was lying on the ground , "Let's have a good talk now."
"What else do you want to talk about?" Shi Sishi snorted coldly, "Are you using force to force me to admit that my disciple is an undead?"
"You are a smart man, I have to admit that." Su Xia said to him, "With your intelligence, it is impossible that you did not notice anything unusual during the time you took Chang Rui as your apprentice. You should understand this in your heart."
"So what? He is my disciple after all!"
Shi Sishi was reluctant to admit it and his face was cold, but in fact he had indeed noticed that something was wrong with Chang Rui a long time ago.
After all, no matter how well the players disguise themselves, they are not from this world.
But he believed in his own judgment and he couldn't be wrong.
Su Xia glanced at the eldest disciple lying not far away, and then looked at Shi Sishi. These two were worthy of being master and disciple, they were simply carved from the same template.
One knew that there was something wrong with his teacher, and the other knew that there was something wrong with his apprentice, but neither of them would admit it verbally.
"So what even if he is undead?" Shi Shishi said coldly.
"Benefit."
Su Xia responded with these two words, very simply, which made Chang Rui's face turn even paler.
Shi Sishi was still very stubborn and responded coldly: "Is profit the only thing you care about?"
Su Xia replied: "Perhaps you should say this to yourself."
"I'm old, and I don't have many years left. I just want to fight for it in the last few years." Shi Sishi did not deny it. "If I can fight for a result, it doesn't matter if I am criticized a little."
"The benefits he wants are beyond your imagination."
"No, he is my disciple, I know him."
As he spoke, Shi Sishi coughed up another mouthful of blood foam. His face was as white as a tissue and his breath was weak, but he still managed to get up with the help of Chang Rui and another disciple.
He turned his head, looked at Chang Rui and asked, "Chang Rui, tell me, are you an undead?"
Chang Rui immediately shook his head and denied it in panic: "No... No, teacher, please believe me."
"Yes, how could our junior brother be an undead?" another disciple spoke up. He had a good relationship with Chang Rui on weekdays, and now he stood up to support Chang Rui.
"The identity and background of Junior Brother can be checked."
Another older disciple spoke up, also supporting Chang Rui, and continued: "We checked it at the beginning, and there is no problem."
"That's right, now only Bei Feng has his personal opinion!"
“…”
More than a dozen disciples spoke up to support Chang Rui with a firm attitude and expressed their trust.
Even if they couldn't beat Su Xia, they were unwilling to back down on this issue and wanted to compete with Su Xia.
Seeing the resolute looks of these senior brothers and sisters, Chang Rui suddenly remembered the daily life and study together during this period. His eyes darkened and his mood became more complicated. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
These NPCs are so real that he often can't tell the difference between real and fake.
During this period, whenever he left the game and returned to the real world, he would always feel a sense of loss when facing the empty rental house.
Reality is too cruel, without a trace of warmth. Everyone is living under oppression, numb and cold, like robots in a fake world.
But the game was so wonderful, giving him a second life he had never experienced before.
Why do so many people like games? Is it really just pure addiction?
Chang Rui subconsciously raised his head, and suddenly saw Su Xia's indifferent gaze. He trembled all over and unconsciously took half a step back.
He felt a little regretful.
He really doesn't want to be exposed, he wants to keep this identity.
"Chang Rui." Su Xia said calmly, "Do you want to admit it yourself, or do you want me to help you admit it?"
"No……"
Chang Rui's lips turned pale and his voice trembled. He only uttered this one word and clutched his clothes tightly, his knuckles turning white.
In front of him, the dozen or so disciples turned around and looked at him, their eyes filled with anticipation, trust, support and other affirmative emotions.
Shi Sishi also looked at this disciple, with an inexplicably complicated look in his old eyes.
Everyone in the joint camp and everyone in the swamp on the opposite bank were all looking at him.
At this moment, the air was quiet and everyone's eyes were focused on Chang Rui.
“Crack!”
Chang Rui took another half step back and accidentally broke a few dead branches.
His face was pale, as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe. His mind was a mess and he had no idea how to answer.
Seeing his expression, Su Xia understood and said calmly: "In that case, I will help you."
As he spoke, he activated the "revealing" ability of his skill, Eye of Illusion, and strode forward.
“Look into my eyes!”
He looked directly at Chang Rui and shouted softly.
The sound was like thunder in Chang Rui's ears, and he trembled with fear. He didn't dare to look up, but shrank back and lowered his head, trying to hide.
But Su Xia didn't give him any chance. She grabbed his collar with one hand and lifted him up. She pressed her other hand firmly on his forehead and forced him to look at her.
"ah--"
Chang Rui screamed in panic, with sweat pouring down his face.
He saw Su Xia's eyes, and those eyes seemed to have turned into two whirlpools, cold and deep, as if to pull and devour his soul.
The next moment, he felt a darkness in front of his eyes, his head was dizzy, and he could not see anything clearly, as if he had fallen into an abyss.
I heard many people screaming.
Finished!
This was the only thought in Chang Rui's mind. He knew that he was exposed.
Bang!
Su Xia threw him to the ground.
Under the influence of the Eye of Falsehood, Chang Rui revealed his true identity and showed his truest self.
He looks like he has no identity or background, he is just a pure player.
His previous appearance was the same as the NPC whose identity he replaced, so the disciples did not find any problems when investigating his background.
"His face has changed!" someone shouted in surprise.
"Are they really the undead?"
There were exclamations all around, as if a pot had exploded, and the whole place became noisy in an instant. This was indeed beyond many people's expectations.
Then, something even more surprising happened to them.
Under the subsequent power of the Eye of Illusion , Chang Rui's body actually disappeared from the spot. Chang Rui in the real world only felt a black screen in front of his eyes, as if the connection was disconnected. After a few seconds, he logged in again and appeared on the island.
This is another characteristic of the undead, and the facts are laid out before everyone.
"Chang Rui...how could he be..."
The other disciples looked at Chang Rui blankly, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Some of them rubbed their eyes, refusing to believe what they saw.
Chang Rui sat on the ground, his face pale and dispirited, as if all his strength had been drained away.
