Chapter 485: Qiao Mu Private High School

Liu Jiayi, in the midst of the crowd, heard the sound of the system informing her that Mu Ke had exited the game, and she jerked her head back as the students bustled past her.

All the thoughts raced through her mind, and she made her judgment almost within a moment--the

-- Mu Ke has been sniped, and she's next in the kill sequence!

She's the only exceptional student left in the circus!

Liu Jiayi quickly turns back, approaching where she knows Mu Sicheng and Tang Er are fighting them - she's a Sorceress, a Control Bit, not much of a fighter, and quite dangerous on her own.

But she'd never been this far down on the playing field for this long before.

Because Bai Liu wouldn't leave her alone for so long, and would come back to help her soon, but this time ......

Liu Jiayi took a deep breath as she looked to the entire row of missed calls to Bai Liu on her cell phone and bit her lower lip.

She couldn't contact Bai Liu , at such a time, she had to turn to other combatants for support, to ensure her own safety, she was the healer who held the lifeline of the entire team, the one who absolutely couldn't afford to have anything go wrong against such a strong team as the Killer Sequence.

If something goes wrong with her, the team's lifeline is endangered, and Liu Jiayi knows it, so she's made a habit of protecting herself.

But, unfortunately, the opponent knows that too.

"Hello, Jiayi." Lu Yizhan jumped down from the tree, he pulled his heavy sword from behind him with a big smile, the point dragging a heavy scratch on the ground, "It's been a while, you've changed a lot."

"So are you." Liu Jiayi stepped back alertly, she narrowed her eyes, "You've changed more than I have, Lu Yizhan."

"-or maybe it can't be called a big change anymore, but rather, it's finally revealing its true colors that have been hidden for a long time, yes?"

Lu Yizhan scratched his face somewhat embarrassed as he sighed helplessly, "Maybe it does for you guys."

"Not to us." Liu Jiayi said coldly, "It's to Bai Liu."

"We've only met you a few times, we don't care what you look like, only Bai Liu cares what you look like."

The expression on Lu Yizhan's face paused slightly, and he looked up with a bemused, very shallow smile, "Also."

"It is true that there are probably not many people in this world who would care what face I am in."

"-- Bai Liu is indeed one of them."

A stethoscope flew from behind Liu Jiayi's ear, Liu Jiayi dodged it with a sharp backward glance, and when she saw Liao Ke, who was coming from behind to pin her down, she gritted her teeth and slammed the poison canister she was carrying behind her back to the ground.

A huge purple poisonous mist spiraled up, enveloping the entire area in it.

[System Alert: Player Liu Jiayi using Personal Explosion Skill (Poison Fountain)]

Liu Jiayi, who had been fighting her way back through a fountain of poisonous fumes so thick they were like substance, raised her sleeve and half-covered her mouth and nose as she sprinted in the direction of the grandstand.

Bai Liu's plan was that she and Mu Ke, the two weak special honor students, returned to the classroom and did not participate in the battle, and he, Tang Er, and Mu Sicheng, the three more aggressive players, attacked Liao Ke, Lu Yizhan, and Bai Jiamu, the three special honor students respectively, which was a tactic to beat the superior students with the inferior students.

She had previously informed Tang Er Ta and Mu Sicheng to come and join her, and Tang Er Ta and Mu Sicheng had received Bai Liu's order to kill Bai Jiamu. But Liu Jiayi waited until now to join them, which can only mean one thing--

--These two are entangled in Bai Jiamu.

On top of that Bai Liu is missing ......

Liu Jiayi pursed her lower lip - in this kind of extremely chaotic battle situation, the tactician's loss of connection was quite bad, which meant that their side had no one to command them, and they were unable to respond in time according to the battle situation.

While at this point in time one of her healing back-up tacticians was outrageous and messy, in this moment she felt it was the best tactic she had to go with!

We have to get Bai Liu back to the contact center!

"Are you trying to find Bai Liu?" An upright figure dragging a heavy sword loomed in the heavy poisonous fog, his voice was clear and calm, with a strangely oppressive feeling, "That won't do."

"Being able to control your tactician is a tough thing to do, I made plans to sacrifice three of my team members to be able to barely control him for this period of time, to make that sacrifice worthwhile-"

"--Then Bai Liu will be able to move, at least after killing you."

Slowly the figure in the poisonous mist raised his sword with one hand, flat against his arm, purple smoke trailing down the sides of the blade of his raised heavy sword.

Liu Jiayi quickly reversed and backed away, her combat strength was far inferior to Lu Yizhan's, she wouldn't be able to fight hard, but soon enough, Liu Jiayi realized that her way back was blocked.

Bursting out of the smoke the stethoscope twines into a ring blocking Liu Jiayi's path, she grits her teeth as she looks at Liao Ke who walks out of the smoke, jerking her head back towards the figure holding a heavy sword towards her.

The figure came closer and closer, a thick purple poisonous mist laced past the figure's brow by the corner of his eye, his head was lowered so that he couldn't be seen, his left hand was clenched tightly, his right hand held his heavy sword flat, and blood kept seeping out of his right shoulder.

--That's the still-healing muzzle of the gun that took a bullet to Bai Liu in the last game.

"Lu Yizhan." Liu Jiayi tried her best to keep her composure to confront him, "You killed me and won Bai Liu, so what?"

"Did you have to go this far with Bai Liu, with us?"

"You're a good boy, Jiayi." Lu Yizhan's figure was light, and he raised his eyes with a lot of emotions in them that Liu Jiayi couldn't read, but which were deep, "But this isn't a game for good boys."

"Get out of here."

The heavy sword flattened out and swung against her with no effort.

Liu Jiayi's pupils shrunk to a tiny point.

A silhouette penetrated into the poisonous fog at a speed invisible to the naked eye, raised a pair of monkey paws in front of Liu Jiayi, and let out a "hiss" of pain, "Grass!"

The metal blade of the heavy sword and the dark, sharp monkey claws collided and rubbed together, sending out a blinding burst of fire, and the poisonous mist was dispersed by the wind brought out by the heavy sword's slashes, and everything saw the light of day again.

Mu Sicheng's chest rose and fell violently, his hands were dead against the heavy sword's blade grasping it, the blood in his hands gushed out along the blade, his whole body was slashed backward by the strength of the heavy sword, his feet stomped out two deep footprint marks on the ground, his face was a little red with pain, but he was still bravadoly provocative, the gangly smile raised an eyebrow, "Looks like I've come at the right time? "

[System alert: Player Bai Jiamu's life value is zeroed out, exiting the game.]

Mu Sicheng's face, hands, and body were all scratched by Bai Jiamu's blades, bloody, and his clothes were all torn, but he couldn't hide his smug smile at Lu Yizhan:

"Sorry about that, got a head start on clearing your players out of the game while you were getting ready to clear our side."

"......," Liu Jiayi propped up his forehead, "Mu Ke has already been cleared out by them."

"Shit!" Mu Sicheng asked back in shock, "When did that happen?!"

The silver bullet struck the stethoscope that blocked Liu Jiayi's retreat, and the stethoscope made a "Bibo" sound, fluttered a bit, and was taken back by Liao Ke who was hiding in an unknown place.

Tang Er, who was also covered in blade wounds, leaned against the wall and replied to Mu Sicheng helplessly while changing magazines, "Didn't you hear the system beep when you and Bai Jiamu were fighting?"

Lu Yizhan put away his heavy sword as he looked at Tang Er Fight and Mu Sicheng who were blocking Liu Jiayi's face and gazing at him with hostility, he scratched his head bitterly and spat out sorrowfully, ''Bai Jiamu This kid is too unhelpful, isn't he? He was cleared out so quickly? Wasn't he told to stall for at least ten minutes?"

"There's no way out then." Lu Yizhan took a deep breath as he smiled a little, his gaze snapping straight as he flipped the heavy sword in his hand for a moment to grip it heavily, "Then I'll just have to go one-on-three on top of the top for now."

"You are also too arrogant ...... ", Mu Sicheng counterattack words have not finished, the next second, Lu Yizhan disappeared in the original place, reappeared when already against the Mu Sicheng's face.

Lu Yizhan swung his sword from the bottom to the top, and his blade was already at the mouth of Mu Sicheng's throat, who was unable to react at all, and Mu Sicheng was stunned to look directly into the eyes of Lu Yizhan, who was swinging his heavy sword at his fatal spot, and felt the hairs on the back of his head that he couldn't control.

For a moment, Mu Sicheng had no sense of resistance at all, completely in a trance as he stepped back and trembled with the heavy sword at his throat.

Those were extremely cold and dangerous eyes, completely shattering the image in Mu Sicheng's mind of this always smiling, good old tactician, and in this moment, this man with a heavy sword against his throat was not at all as gentle as Wang Shun had made him out to be.

Something about taking it easy, something about preserving the lives of every player on the playing field, something about being a safe tactician.

It's all a lie. Someone like that can't have those eyes.

This kind of look is like ...... is like ...... has judged and put to death countless players and heretics, and after being confused in a pool of blood all over the ground, once again calmly find themselves and the original heart and balance of the god will have the look.

--like the eyes that had already judged and executed him countless times with their own hands.

Heavy swords swung up and blood erupted.

"Mu Sicheng look out!" Liu Jiayi shouted, grabbing Mu Sicheng's hair in the nick of time and dragging his head back from the heavy sword, but Mu Sicheng's right hand was still cut off.

Mu Sicheng's pupils dilated as he leaned against the wall, covering the severed mouth of his right hand that was spewing out blood, and almost shaking a little as he looked across to Lu Yizhan, who was drenched in blood in a matter of moments.

That sword just now, almost cut off his head with a single stroke.

"Who the ...... hell are you?" Mu Sicheng questioned in a trembling voice.

"Why are you suddenly asking about this in the middle of a fight? "Lu Yizhan looked up, he smiled innocently and scratched his head, matching his regular school uniform as if he was really a high school student who didn't know anything yet.

But the uniform was now splattered with blood, Mu Ke's, Liu Jiayi's, Mu Sicheng's, and his own from a wound on his right shoulder.

"Let's see, I have more identities outside of the game, some people call me Prophet, some call me Judge Against the Gods, some call me Captain." Lu Yizhan rubbed his jaw, but he was really serious about answering, he smiled, "But I personally prefer to be called Lu Yizhan, Old Lu is fine too."

"But right now in the game, I should only have one identity."

Lu Yizhan drew the heavy sword embedded in the ground with one hand, and he smiled gently as the wind ruffled the ends of his bloodstained hair:

"That's what you're up against."