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Date: October 7th
Chapter 163 Release
"That fellow Xiao You is really something." Huang Wei complained a couple of times before preparing to leave when suddenly his phone rang. Upon answering, it was Zhang Peng, who had just come back from the hospital after his recovery.
"Our club has an event now, everyone gather! The Ghost Exploration Mission is starting, and I still haven't seen a real ghost yet," Zhang Peng's excited voice on the other end made Huang Wei, who was ready to head home early, grumble a bit.
He quickly hopped on his bicycle and turned sharply, speeding off toward the school.
Weaving through the trees, Yang Xiaoyou's ghostly figure seemed to blend seamlessly with the lush greenery of the jungle surrounding him.
In just over two minutes, he emerged from the thicket beside the school playground, some sticky leaves clinging to him, making him look somewhat disheveled.
However, if anyone knew how long it took him to get here from the entrance, they would undoubtedly find it hard to believe.
"Tsk, looks like you couldn't hold back after all. That's fine," Yang Xiaoyou glanced at the Comprehensive Building across the playground and dashed over like a gust of wind.
The few students left on the road and some from the Sports Club on the playground couldn't even make out his features; they could only sense a shadow flash by.
"Wow, is Bolt coming to our school? That's a bit exaggerated," exclaimed a few members of the Athletics Club who were jogging slowly when they saw the fleeting figure.
The one who first spoke did so in a joking tone, but soon realized that the speed at which the figure crossed the playground was indeed frighteningly fast.
Thinking this, he and a few others shook their heads simultaneously. It couldn't be; it must be that he was running so fast that their hearts were playing tricks on them.
"Most club activities are over now. Sun Jun coming here at this time probably means he has other obsessions. He wants to eliminate those before finally coming to find me, huh?" As Yang Xiaoyou entered the Comprehensive Building, he moved quickly down the hallway while keeping an eye on his surroundings. His heart roughly deduced who Sun Jun's target was.
At this time in the Comprehensive Building, what kept Sun Jun preoccupied had to be Liang Wuxuan, that president who had been pressing down on him all along.
Well, although Yang Xiaoyou wasn't particularly fond of Demoness either, he was even less fond of Sun Jun. How could he make himself sick like this and still want to resolve his own obsessions?
I'm sorry, but if it can be stopped, it absolutely must not be allowed. And seeing that Demoness in a state of panic seems quite amusing.
However, stepping into the Comprehensive Building at this hour after school and thinking about Liang Wuxuan, Yang Xiaoyou Heart felt a strange sensation flash through him. But the most important thing right now was to track down Sun Jun, so he pushed aside any other thoughts.
He took two steps up the stairs, supporting his assistant as they jumped a few times, and Yang Xiaoyou soon arrived at the first floor of the Student Council President's Office. Just as he reached the door, he heard Sun Jun's distorted voice coming from inside.
"I am no longer who I used to be! I have evolved! I am a higher being!"
Then came the sound of a table shattering.
Hearing this familiar, almost identical scene, Yang Xiaoyou felt a bit concerned about Sun Jun's current intelligence. Had the virus really corroded his brain to this extent?
He was never a combat type and lacked fighting skills, relying solely on brute strength. Now that his mind had deteriorated like this, Yang Xiaoyou suddenly felt he might have been overly worried in the past.
As long as there wasn't a more troublesome fellow beside him, Sun Jun's threat level had significantly decreased. Moreover, knowing that Liang Wuxuan's fellow seemed to be fine for now, Yang Xiaoyou oddly felt a sense of relief.
With that thought in mind, Yang Xiaoyou pushed open the office door.
"Hehe, you came! I knew you would come to save me." The scene inside the office was somewhat unexpected for Yang Xiaoyou.
He had expected to see Liang Wuxuan, who usually appeared composed and in control, looking terrified.
However, upon entering, he found her calmly sitting in her office chair, legs crossed, observing Sun Jun with great interest.
When she saw Yang Xiaoyou enter, she seemed unfazed and turned to him with a smile, as if she had no idea what fear was.
On the other side, Sun Jun continued to demonstrate his power by slamming his hands on the table. It looked like his previously severed arm had reattached itself; wood shavings were flying chaotically around the office.
"It’s you!" Initially prepared for something else, Yang Xiaoyou was taken aback by seeing Sun Jun, who now wore a twisted expression and suddenly leaped back as if recalling something.
With a sinister grin, he said, "You think you can trap me using that method again? That's impossible. Boss Xiao, my strength and speed surpass yours. As long as I have your weapon, I can easily tear you apart."
"Oh." Upon hearing this and seeing the other party retreat a bit with a look of surprise, Yang Xiaoyou was somewhat taken aback.
Then, without any concern, he pulled out two handguns from his pocket. Initially, he thought that once the other side noticed his weapons, the fight would require more effort. However, since they had already taken such a good stance, he decided not to hold back.
Suddenly seeing Yang Xiaoyou draw two guns without moving closer to bind him with that Silk Thread again, Sun Jun was momentarily stunned. Then he let out a loud roar and lunged at him once more.
Although his mind was already somewhat muddled, he still had a clear impression of what guns were.
But just as he charged forward, Sun Jun was horrified to find that the guy holding the guns in front of him exuded an aura far more dangerous than their last encounter.
He felt as if he were facing a black hole capable of swallowing everything around him; gradually, that sense of danger intensified.
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Sun Jun realized he had missed again but managed to pull back just in time.
However, this time there were no Silk Threads wrapping around him like last time; only the muzzle of a gun extending toward his head from the side.
"Bang!"
After an extreme dodge, Sun Jun's nose was still pierced by the bullet from the side, blood gushing uncontrollably.
In his furious attempt to retaliate, everything around Yang Xiaoyou slowed down once more, and the degree of deceleration was far greater than before.
Ten times acceleration.
This was a transformation that occurred after gaining momentum on a mental level.
No matter how fast the opponent moved, after being slowed down tenfold, it appeared to Yang Xiaoyou as if everything had turned to a crawl. The trajectory and path of Sun Jun's arm were completely within his perception. He made an optimal and shortest distance shift as Sun Jun's claws brushed past his clothes.
Yang Xiaoyou dodged the strike and swiftly turned her hand, firing another bullet that struck Sun Jun in the shoulder.
The impact of the bullet caused Sun Jun, who was already struggling to control his strength, to sway unsteadily.
In the brief moment when his other hand had not yet steadied and the trigger of his aimed pistol had not been pulled, Yang Xiaoyou unleashed a spinning kick that connected directly with his head.
Even in a slow-motion replay, Yang Xiaoyou's leg displayed remarkable speed, surpassing Sun Jun's earlier movement just as she achieved her Limit Release.
As the air filled with a 'whoosh' sound, all her power concentrated into that one kick. After striking Sun Jun's raised defensive arm, it continued on to hit the side of his head without losing any momentum.
The muscles at the point of impact on his face twisted and contorted severely, as if they had completely caved in.
In that instant after the hit, Yang Xiaoyou accelerated her Release, and Sun Jun spun through the air like a top, hurtling toward the wall.
The force of his movement created a gust of wind that lifted Liang Wuxuan's skirt slightly, revealing a hint of exquisite spring scenery.
After delivering the kick, Yang Xiaoyou naturally raised her other hand and pulled the trigger. The bullet pierced through Sun Jun's head as he continued to spin.
The combined effects of the rotation and the bullet resulted in a long streak of blood splattering across the wall behind him.
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