C167 He Is Dead for Sure
C167 He Is Dead for Sure
His hair was cut off, and needless to say, it could still grow longer.
The injuries on his shoulder could also be healed as usual.
But, Hsiao Wanyun was obviously poisoned!
When he saw the tinge of black on Hsiao Wanyun's pale face, he knew that she had been poisoned. After he checked her pulse, he was even more certain …
Not only was Hsiao Wanyun poisoned, she was also poisoned.
"This poison isn't easy to cure at all. It's a mixed poison, so even if I'm poisoned today, I won't die temporarily. However, after one or two months, I'll definitely die. It's a deadly poison that's been lying in wait for a long time!" Jiang Xiaobai said word by word with a chill in his heart.
It was completely unexpected.
The person who did this was trying to kill him!
Moreover, it was all premeditated.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have refined this deadly poison that had been lurking in his body for such a long time.
If it wasn't for the fact that she possessed a powerful mobile phone and was related to Hsiao Wanyun, Hsiao Wanyun would have been dead for sure!
"Take care of her and help her stop the bleeding!" The next second, Jiang Xiaobai said something to Lan Qing and then stood up. Under everyone's staring, he was expressionless.
Next.
Jiang Xiaobai turned around and looked at Hsiao Yih: "Who attacked her just now?"
When he appeared, all he saw was Soong Qi attacking Lan Qing. He didn't know what had happened before.
Before Hsiao Yih could say anything, Soong Qi stepped forward. With a proud sneer on his face, he pointed at his chest with one hand, "It's me! It was I who did it! What? That makes your heart ache for your beauty Xiao? "
"So it's you!" Jiang Xiaobai shifted his gaze and looked at Soong Qi.
"Un, it's me, hehe …" "Don't look at me like that, I'm scared!" The Short Blade in his hand was tightly gripped, he was extremely excited: "I would like to see if you are …"
Without waiting for Soong Qi to finish.
Suddenly …
Jiang Xiaobai moved.
His figure was like a ghost, extremely shocking. Jiang Xiaobai, who was completely angered, did not hold back at all. Under the flickering light and shadows, his figure was so shocking that no one present could see him clearly.
Soong Qi couldn't.
Hsiao Yih couldn't.
Zheng Bu couldn't.
No.
In a blink of an eye, before the crowd could even react, Jiang Xiaobai was standing face to face with Soong Qi. He was standing in front of Soong Qi in an incomparably strange manner.
Moreover.
It was clearly seen that Soong Qi's hand, which was tightly holding the Short Blade's wrist, was actually worn on the other side.
The Broken Xuan Sword was held horizontally in the middle of his wrist.
"Beep, beep, beep....."
The drop of blood was incomparably scorching.
Soong Qi's face was filled with pain and savageness. He wanted to scream subconsciously.
However, Jiang Xiaobai raised his other hand and grabbed Soong Qi's hair!
Jiang Xiaobai grabbed Soong Qi's hair and forcibly pressed Soong Qi's head onto the ground.
"Since you attacked her, you can die now!" Jiang Xiaobai remained expressionless, but his voice was so cold that it made one's heart freeze.
Next.
Bang...
Bang...
Bang...
… ….
Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Xiaobai grabbed Soong Qi's head and crashed into the ground again and again!
Fresh blood quickly flowed from Soong Qi's head onto the ground.
At the scene, only the sound of "bang bang bang" remained.
Everyone felt a chill down their spine, especially when they heard Soong Qi's screams getting smaller and weaker...
Soong Qi was about to die!
As for Jiang Xiaobai, he didn't show any signs of stopping.
As for Hsiao Yih and the rest of the seven who were standing on the side, they were holding their breath, not to mention saving Soong Qi!
They were scared senseless.
They never would have imagined that Soong Qi, in the hands of Jiang Xiaobai, would not even have the chance to attack! The difference in strength was simply too great! They were two completely different worlds!
As for Soong Qi, he wasn't weak at all!
Soong Qi was ranked 16th on the Martial Arts Rankings. Even Hsiao Yih, who was ranked seventh, had to put in a lot of effort and luck to defeat Soong Qi.
But what about Jiang Xiaobai?
In comparison, although Hsiao Yih and the others were unwilling to believe it, they were very certain that they were not on the same level as Jiang Xiaobai.
Even if they were to make a move now to save him, it would be useless. Could the ants save the antelope from the lion's mouth? No.
Other than that, Jiang Xiaobai's cruel and merciless actions were like that of a madman. He was completely aiming for Soong Qi's life!
Jiang Xiaobai's craziness had already made Hsiao Yih and the rest tremble.
The weak were afraid of encountering the strong, and the strong were afraid of encountering someone who did not care for their life. As for Jiang Xiaobai, he was an expert who did not care about his own life.
Time passed second by second. After a long while, Soong Qi had fainted, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
"He will die!" Suddenly, a voice came from Zheng Bu.
Jiang Xiaobai stopped what he was doing. He turned around and looked at Zheng Bu.
Not only Jiang Xiaobai, everyone present also subconsciously looked at Zheng Bu.
Sloppy Zheng Bu? He actually wanted to stand out for Soong Qi?
This was something that no one had expected.
Because Zheng Bu had that rogue-like personality, he himself didn't join any Martial Arts Club, and in normal times, he would be incomparably low-key. If no one provoked him, he would never provoke anyone else.
Who would have thought that he would stand up for Soong Qi?
"I'm not trying to save him, I'm not that overconfident. I'm not your opponent!" As Jiang Xiaobai stared at Zheng Bu, Zheng Bu spoke again.
What?
Zheng Bu directly said that he was no match for Jiang Xiaobai? Many students' faces changed slightly in shock.
After all, Zheng Bu was ranked third on the Martial Arts Rankings, while Liu Tie was only ranked sixteenth. Jiang Xiaobai's instant defeat of Soong Qi did not necessarily mean that he was Zheng Bu's match.
Yet, Zheng Bu admitted that he wasn't a match anymore …
Unbelievable.
Everyone on the martial dao ranking was proud, without a doubt.
It required a lot of courage to admit that he was inferior to another person, especially to the high and mighty third rank in the Martial Arts Ranking.
"I just don't want you to face trouble because of a trash like Soong Qi. There is a rule in the Silver Sea University that no one is allowed to die. This was set by the principal and the school director!" Zheng Bu said seriously, "If you kill this bastard now, it won't be worth it!"
Jiang Xiaobai's interest was piqued.
He could tell that Zheng Bu's talent for martial cultivation was not bad. Although it was just the early stage of the Yellow Level, Zheng Bu shouldn't be a person of the Martial Cultivation World, and probably did not have any decent cultivation techniques, martial skills, etc.
In addition, the fatty beside Zheng Bu, also known as Wan Jun, was also noticed by Jiang Xiaobai.
Jiang Xiaobai had never come into contact with the top few Martial Arts Ranking s of the Silver Sea University, nor did he have the qualifications to come into contact with them, so he did not understand at all. At this moment, however, he was somewhat surprised.
"Why do you call him a bastard?" Then, Jiang Xiaobai asked and raised his eyebrows.
"Because..." Zheng Bu was silent. He took a deep breath: "Because he did a lot of useless things!"
The moment Zheng Bu said this, everyone's expression changed and they pricked up their ears.
Obviously, ordinary students did not know much about Soong Qi and were not qualified to know about him.
The students in front of the Martial Arts Ranking were all students of a different level, ordinary students could not even touch them.
However, not being able to contact them did not mean that they were not interested. On the contrary, they were very, very interested.
"Tell me about it!" Jiang Xiaobai said plainly.
"Many students died because of Soong Qi!" Zheng Bu took a deep breath and threw out a piece of heavyweight news: "As far as I know, just within the Silver Sea University, there are at least ten students who were taught a lesson by him because they offended him. Amongst those students who were taught a lesson by him, several of them mysteriously died not long after their injuries healed!"
This news shook many students present and caused them to suck in a breath of cold air, their faces turning slightly pale.
Dead for no reason?
These words were chilling to the heart.
"I don't know why those students died so inexplicably, but I think it had something to do with Soong Qi!" Zheng Bu's voice turned cold: "So, he deserved to die. This kind of trash should have already died, but you shouldn't throw yourself in for him!"
Zheng Bu admired Jiang Xiaobai, or rather, admired the strong.
Just now, Jiang Xiaobai's movement and attacking speed had shocked him beyond words. He was sure that Jiang Xiaobai possessed extremely terrifying strength.
Therefore, he stood up and reminded Jiang Xiaobai not to do anything stupid.
With Jiang Xiaobai's terrifying strength, he might even be able to get one of the ten spots.
"Thank you for your kind intentions!" Jiang Xiaobai looked at Zheng Bu for a long time. Then, he suddenly smiled and said, "Unfortunately, I don't accept your suggestion. Today, he will die without a doubt. Even the Heavenly Emperor will not be able to save him!"
Jiang Xiaobai's killing intent was firm!
As Zheng Bu had said, a trash like Soong Qi should have died ten thousand times over...
How could he let Soong Qi go?
Zheng Bu wanted to say something, but he saw Jiang Xiaobai's determination and shook his head.
"Zheng Bu, you can't persuade him. Don't you think that his character is very good? The Martial Cultivator should have been happy to take revenge on this matter, not having to think about this and that! " The dark and gloomy voice replied.
"But …" Zheng Bu sighed.
At the same second, just as Jiang Xiaobai was about to turn around and take Soong Qi's life, suddenly...
"Wait a minute!" A slightly hoarse voice was heard.
Not far away, a male student stood out from the crowd of students.
The boy looked to be 22 or 23 years old. His skin was slightly darker, his eyes were large, half an inch long, and there was a clear and glaring scar on the left side of his face.
He was not tall, and in his hand was a black trident Short Blade.
With the appearance of this person, almost all of the students present paused for a moment as they subconsciously held their breath.