50: Chapter 50: If it doesn't change, we'll die!

The students turned around one after another to look.

A group of four, dressed in black combat uniforms, were walking over slowly. The four of them moved at a leisurely pace, not looking at anyone, yet the sense of oppression washed over the crowd like a rising tide.

It was awe-inspiring and intimidating.

They did not know that the oppressive force making their legs weak was the blood-stained Evil Qi inherent in those who had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Someone summoned the courage to look at the newcomers.

Their eyes were instantly filled with horror.

"It... it's Su... Su Ming!"

An exclamation exploded across the playground.

The students all looked up one after another.

Su Ming was somewhat famous at The Fourth Martial Arts High School, and his reputation grew even more after the spirituality test ended. After all, the fall of a Genius was more exciting than the Genius themselves.

"It... it really is Su Ming! Why is he here?"

"This is..."

"The Wilderness Suppression Bureau!"

"They are wearing the combat uniforms of the Wilderness Suppression Bureau, with the special emblem of the Wilderness Suppression Bureau embroidered on their chests!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The sound of gasps echoed everywhere.

The Wilderness Suppression Bureau was one of everyone's career goals. If one couldn't get into a top martial arts university, joining the army was also a very good choice.

They worked hard to Cultivate with this as their goal.

Now, seeing their own dream realized by someone else—and that person being the school's recognized good-for-nothing—

That feeling...

Carried an unbelievable sense of absurdity.

It was as if a flower had bloomed.

But it bloomed on someone else's branch, and on that crooked tree they had never looked upon favorably.

A few people had a trace of doubt in their eyes.

The combat uniforms of Su Ming's group seemed to have a better texture than those of regular Wilderness Suppression Bureau personnel, with more sophisticated details, and even the epaulets on their shoulders looked exceptionally striking.

Su Ming walked step by step toward the high platform, with Ye Qingluan and the other two following closely behind, and the students unconsciously cleared a path.

On the high platform.

Principal Zhong was clenching his hands uneasily; after seeing who it was, his pupils trembled slightly.

Sure enough...

The Wilderness Suppression Bureau!

No!

This is not an ordinary Wilderness Suppression Bureau squad.

It is the Owl Dragon!

Two bars and one star!

Major Rank!

How long has it been, and he has actually reached this step!

Su Ming arrived at the bottom of the high platform, stopped, lifted his head slightly, and spoke calmly.

"Come down and salute."

With exotic beasts rampaging globally, all warmth had been compressed to the extreme; all public officials, whether clerical or combat personnel, adopted the military Rank system.

One Rank suppresses another.

One ring interlocks with another.

Ranks were even more strict.

Su Ming had two bars and one star, the Rank of Major.

Principal Zhong was not front-line combat personnel, so his Rank promotion was slow; at most, he was one bar and three stars, the Rank of Captain.

Upon seeing a superior officer, one should salute.

Principal Zhong's expression was ugly.

It was like he had swallowed a live fly.

He reluctantly gave a military salute.

"Get down here."

Su Ming spoke indifferently.

The voice was not loud.

But it fell clearly into Principal Zhong's ears.

Ye Qingluan and the other two crossed their arms over their chests, watching this scene with great interest.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Ming is a bit hot-tempered today."

"However, young people, it's normal to show a little edge."

Principal Zhong's face turned red and then white.

Suppressing the urge to explode, he dragged his slow steps down the high platform, stood still, and saluted.

"Sir."

"Bang!"

Su Ming raised his leg and kicked him flying.

Principal Zhong's back slammed hard against the edge of the high platform, a muffled sound exploded across the playground, and his sophisticated suit was covered in dust, making him look disheveled.

"Su Ming!"

Principal Zhong's gaze was like a knife, staring fixedly at Su Ming, squeezing the words out from between his teeth.

"Don't go too far!"

Damn it!

He was currently at a critical period of Beast Blood Fusion and could not fight back; if he fought back, he would definitely be exposed, and there were three teammates behind him watching like tigers eyeing their prey.

Once his identity was exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Too far?"

Su Ming stepped forward, pressing in.

Looking down from above.

Looking down at Principal Zhong, his eyes were full of mockery.

"Are you not clear on the situation? I am here for revenge, not to reason with you."

Su Ming raised his leg.

He stepped hard on Principal Zhong's face.

Not only did he not move away, but he twisted his foot hard, as if crushing a cigarette butt.

The students were silent as cicadas in winter.

They stared blankly at this scene, as if something in their eyes had shattered, along with an indescribable confusion.

"Don't dare to fight back?"

Su Ming grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up.

"Then guess what I am going to do next?"

Principal Zhong said nothing.

He just stared fiercely at Su Ming, the anger in his eyes almost bursting out of their sockets.

"You guessed wrong."

Su Ming raised his hand and slapped him, Principal Zhong's left cheek swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Qingluan and the other two shivered.

They had never seen such a violent side of Su Ming.

The playground was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

Everyone held their breath.

They didn't even dare to breathe, only their eyeballs were turning slightly.

Principal Zhong, who had been boasting on the high platform, was now like a dead dog, held in Su Ming's hand, his so-called dignity shattered all over the ground.

Su Ming leaned close to his ear.

Speaking softly.

Like a devil's whisper.

"I'm tired of playing, now I'll give you a chance, transform for me to see... If you don't transform, you will die."

Principal Zhong's pupils shrank violently.

He, he, he...

How did he know? No! He knows everything!

Principal Zhong struggled free from the restraint.

His eyes were full of murderous intent that had solidified into substance, and a low roar like that of an exotic beast issued from his throat.

"You... all must die!"

His pupils shrank into vertical slits.

His bones crackled.

His muscles bulged, tearing his clothes, his body size skyrocketed to over three meters in a short time, his back arched, his skin cracked inch by inch, and gray-green scales squeezed out from the cracks.

His hands evolved into three-toed sharp claws.

A tail burst out from his tailbone.

The whole person had clearly transformed into an upright walking mutated lizard.

"Ah—!"

Screams rang out on the playground, the students were full of horror, and they retreated to the edge of the playground, huddling together.

"Wicked Beast!"

Ye Qingluan and the other two drew their blades.

Their eyes were exceptionally solemn.

"This aura... Peak of the Third Rank! Almost just one step away from a Breakthrough to the Fourth Rank!"

Ghost Blade's Adam's apple bobbed.

He gripped the hilt of his blade tightly, and the cold sweat seeping from his palms soaked his sleeves.

Not easy to deal with!

Wicked Beasts are several times more troublesome than exotic beasts.

Especially Wicked Beasts like Principal Zhong who have consciousness; they have both the powerful physique of exotic beasts and the combat wisdom of human Martial Artists, making them a nightmare for Martial Artists of the same Rank.

"Fight to the death."

Ye Qingluan's face showed determination.

Behind them was a group of students who were scared out of their wits; they could not retreat, if they retreated, they would be finished.

Su Ming was waiting.

Waiting for the prompt of 'Spirituality' to sound, but...

Nothing.

Silence.

Su Ming sighed lightly, "You disappointed me too much."

"Is it possible that the way you opened it was wrong? How about you transform again?"