A wail filled with resentment and terror, almost real, almost a hallucination.

Feng Mu's eyes, stark black and white, seemed to be dyed pure black in an instant, as if his soul had been hooked, his mind and sight filled with only one word:

—Die!

Suddenly, an extremely eerie killing intent erupted from Feng Mu's body. This murderous aura was not thick; on the contrary, it was very thin, and rather than being solid, it was instead very mixed.

This killing intent was not like a solid water pressure entangling a person, making it hard to breathe, but rather it pervaded like air, faintly enveloping the room.

It seemed less terrifying than the former, but it was indeed bizarrely creepy, making a chill rise in the hearts of everyone in the room.

Though hard to describe or explain, clearly the one emanating the killing intent was the person on the stage, yet for some reason, they just felt like there were countless vicious eyes hiding in the invisible air, staring intently at every inch of exposed skin.

Outside the door, in the main venue area.

The killing intent was blocked by the door and did not leak out much, only a few threads, but those ordinary students wearing white training uniforms involuntarily shivered and tightened their collars a little more.

In the inner courtyard, squatting on a chair like a wild monkey, Li Guishen, who was slowly gluing the plaque, suddenly froze, scratching at the goosebumps rising on his neck in suspicion.

"After hiding for decades, have those persistent old ghosts finally caught up to me?"

Li Guishen's eyes sharpened, tossing aside the glue in his hand, the glue splashing white ripples on the plaque, yet there wasn't a shadow of anyone in the room.

Feng Mu retracted his fist, bent his knees and twisted his waist, his foot full arched, the strength of his toes penetrating the shoe sole, scraping out a knife-like screech on the ring floor.

Screech—

Yuan Xidi was blocked at the edge of the ring, leaning against the rope, half of his body drenched in blood, the first to sense the bizarreness in that faint killing aura.

His eyes widened in fury, and a moment of trance seemed to appear before him, as if the one standing there was not Feng Mu, but rather the figures of all the people he had once killed.

All of them had turned into vengeful spirits, possessing Feng Mu, using his kick to take his own life.

A momentary distraction in a fight was especially deadly.

Yuan Xidi's mind went blank, and when he returned to his senses, it seemed as though his vision blurred, and a violent wind assaulted his ears.

It was actually a thick leg, stretching the training uniform wider as it swung out like a whip's shadow, fiercely slamming open his arms.

With his arms swept aside, his frenzied face was now fully exposed.

The toe, unabated, seemed like a vicious snake, its head swaying, making a hissing sound as it bit toward the latter's temple.

Half his face went numb, and a bloody crack appeared on his ear lobe.

Yuan Xidi's pupils contracted abruptly, suddenly sensing the aura of death, because Feng Mu had secretly turned off the [Blood Bar Deceit Eye].

Yuan Xidi was not frightened but delighted, his eyes suddenly turning blood red, unleashing all the killing intent stored within, his momentum increasing by two folds, the speed and strength of his moves rising sharply.

"Hahaha, this is the way it should be. I told you a duel without casualties is not satisfying, holding back isn't thrilling, and you can't even gauge the skill."

"This is right, hahaha, it should be like this, die die die die—"

Yuan Xidi was ecstatic, his face revealing a maniacal smile, instead of dodging back, he used his head to meet the incoming toe.

At the same time, he shook his shoulders and snapped his arms, the blood-drenched palm bursting forth with a pop in a short inch, his five fingers forming a blade, truly resembling a blood knife, stabbing towards Feng Mu's heart.

Yuan Xidi could not comprehend the hallucination he saw earlier, nor could he understand why those he had killed seemed to turn into vengeful spirits and attach to Feng Mu.

If he couldn't understand, he didn't think about it; he was too lazy to think, only wanting to savor the pleasure of killing them once more.

Killing those already dead again, what in the world could possibly be more delightful than that?

Yuan Xidi, overjoyed, felt that this moment of enjoyment caused all the pores in his body to quiver, it was simply worth dying for.

Feng Mu, having kicked out, suddenly regained clarity, but couldn't stop in time; to dodge further would just be a pointless act, putting his life at risk.

Feng Mu instinctively wanted to restart the [Blood Bar Deceit Eye], but this secret technique, once closed and reopened, couldn't smoothly reconnect, needing at least a three-second gap.

It was completely too late!

In the blink of an eye, Feng Mu regained consciousness, but his inner killing intent did not decrease, but increased instead: "I can only go wrong to the end in the dark. If I can tear open Yuan Xidi's skull first, I might be able to seize a slim chance of survival."

As for activating Bone State to evoke a cannibal flower from his chest, that was entirely unnecessary, not to mention whether this "cannibal flower" could even block the opponent's blood hand blade.

Besides, there were so many eyes below the ring watching.

Even if he were to die mistakenly here today, some secrets could never be exposed.

The people below also quickly realized something was wrong, with Li Bashan and Liu Xie reacting almost simultaneously, both stepping out at once.

The whole ground shook violently, making the ring sway, causing Feng Mu and Yuan Xidi to both lose stability under their feet, their centers of gravity swaying.

The foot whip and hand blade both shifted by an inch, losing their "focal point."

Yuan Xidi's skull was grazed by the sole, a patch of his buzz cut shaved off, and then the whole person soared left, it was Liu Xie who appeared rapidly beside him, nimble as a scorpion, quick to the point of nearly being invisible.

Yuan Xidi's legs were swept, his body instantly tilting sideways, then his waist seemed to be pricked by a scorpion tail, the whole person flying diagonally out, nearly brushing past Feng Mu's shoe sole and slamming onto the ring.

Feng Mu felt a pain in his chest, the new training clothes tearing straight open, the skin and flesh on his chest splitting like cloth, the cut neat and smooth like a mirror.

The white, thready appearance of the metal-colored ribs only paused for less than a breath before revealing straight cracks, the flesh behind the ribs penetrated by invisible power, blood seeping out.

Luckily, the blood hand blade had veered off at the last moment, otherwise, Feng Mu's heart might have been split in two by now.

Feeling unease, Feng Mu immediately felt as though the ground vanished beneath him, bending backward like a bow, recoiling backwards, crashing through the ring ropes, and then heavily hitting the ground.

Having fallen all sixes and sevens, Feng Mu's eyes saw stars, blood spitting out from his mouth.

He raised his eyes and saw the rope of the ring beside him had snapped, with Li Bashan standing like a giant in the middle of the ring, his steps pressing two large footprints into the ground.

His gaze swept past Li Bashan's big foot, looking towards Yuan Xidi's position.

The latter having also fallen face-first onto the ground, his scalp and hair scraped off halfway, bloodied and horrific beyond comparability.

At this moment, he too spat out blood from his mouth, giving Liu Xie an accusing look, seemingly blaming the second senior sister for interrupting his ultimate enjoyment.

Liu Xie glanced back at him, and Yuan Xidi retracted his gaze, now moving towards Feng Mu.

For the brief moment their eyes met, there was not a trace of anger in Yuan Xidi's eyes; instead, he grinned friendly, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained teeth.

As if to say, I acknowledge you as my little junior brother.

The senior brothers and sisters are too much in the way, next time let's find a secluded spot to freely spar.

Feng Mu had initially felt a twinge of guilt over losing his mind and going for the kill due to the Calamity Iron, but now it was all gone, labeling the other with a "true madman" tag, then responding with a silent smile.

"The Calamity Iron in the stomach is 2% digested, Calamity Iron digestion requires..." Feng Mu withdrew his gaze, primarily concerned with the issue of Calamity Iron.

Bang.

The door burst open from outside.

Li Guishen's eyes were full of savage ferocity, looking like he might devour someone any moment, his mouth simultaneously shouting in a sinister tone: "A bunch of undead old fogeys dare come knocking, do not harm my disciples, fear not, my pupils, your master shall send them to…."

Li Guishen's Adam's apple stiffened; he stared at the room in astonishment: "West?!!"

ps: The Blood Bar Deceit Eye, displaying data, signals that with the health bar not at zero you won't die, but being not fatal doesn't mean you can't be severely injured or disabled!

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