Capítulo 929: Chapter 702: Sothing Feels Off
This is…
“Mountain Mist Association!”
Ruan Xiongfei and Mu Fan exchanged a glance and spoke in unison.
The bald man grabbed the tal sphere in his palm just before his armor completely retracted.
“Are they looking for you or ?” Ruan Xiongfei looked at Mu Fan, who shook his head, clueless.
“It’s been a long ti since we parted on Purple Jade Star without seeing them.” Ruan Xiongfei sneered, having no fondness for that inexplicable First Mountain Master.
“I’ve t them…” Mu Fan murmured.
At this mont, the tal egg suddenly heated up, and Ruan Xiongfei tossed it to the ground imdiately.
Under their watchful eyes, a black line appeared from the middle of the egg, igniting like a fuse.
As a ring of fire rose, the tal egg split open, and a light screen abruptly appeared.
“Zzz, zzz…”
A ripple flashed, materializing a black figure.
“Mu Fan, sir.”
As soon as these words were spoken, Mu Fan’s eyebrows lifted; they were indeed looking for him!?
“The Mountain Mist Association greets you.”
Upon hearing this, Ruan Xiongfei gave Mu Fan a surprised look. It seed the Mountain Mist Association had a keen interest in Mu Fan. But when did this start?
“Today, we have free information for you, with no strings attached, rely a gift between friends.”
Information?
“Within three days, the Blood Teeth Team will send soone to assassinate you. As for intel on the mastermind, if you survive the attack, we will provide it.”
As soon as the words dropped, the light screen extinguished simultaneously.
Under their eyes, the tal egg bizarrely self-ignited.
The roaring flas illuminated their pupils, and within three seconds, there was nothing left but a pile of ashes on the ground.
The simulation eagle clumsily climbed up from the ground and, with a flap of its wings, once again soared into the sky.
The refreshing mountain breeze brushed past, lifting the ashes up into the air.
Neither of them spoke. After a mont, Ruan Xiongfei looked into the distance and whispered, “In my impression, this might be the only good thing they’ve ever done.”
Then he frowned and said, “Kid, stay at the academy, and you’ll be one hundred percent safe.”
Mu Fan also gazed into the distance, only his fists quietly clenched, emitting a creaking sound.
His eyes showed a dangerous beast-like glint.
This young man with a stubborn look in his eyes slowly shook his head, “The Mountain Mist Association made it clear that if I survive the attack, they will reveal the information.”
After saying this, Mu Fan looked up at the imposing Ruan Xiongfei, “Instructor, I’ve t their First Mountain Master, a guy full of idealistic dreams, who kept inviting to join him in creating so new world, but I never agreed.”
This piqued Ruan Xiongfei’s interest, “How old is that Mountain Master, a young fellow? Only people your age are filled with such unrealistic fantasies.”
“His voice and face were all disguised, but my intuition tells he’s not very old, likely under 35.”
After speaking, Mu Fan’s gaze was firm, “Instructor, I want to handle this incident myself.”
Ruan Xiongfei scratched his chin, “Alright.”
This strong, bald man, after agreeing, suddenly burst into laughter, “But Mu Fan, as your teacher, I must give you so extra protection.”
Curious, Mu Fan looked back to see the bald man grinning at him with a wicked smile.
…
Though Dingchuan Academy is astonishingly large, most students only frequent the living and teaching areas. This results in vast sections rarely visited, let alone those naturally inaccessible zones.
For instance, the valley where the Thunderhawk hides is marked as a green, isolated scenic area on satellite maps.
Few know that within this seemingly untouched scenic area, under the shade of towering trees, lies a vast space of about three square kiloters.
The Cloud Pattern Stone ground, with its white striations, is dotted with lights disguised as Lantern Grass, and countless sensors are hidden within these lights. It looks simple, yet clearly detailed.
However, all these serve a single purpose: the renowned Thunderbolt Fighting God of Dingchuan Academy — the Thunderhawk!
In other words, this is the Thunderhawk’s secret stronghold.
Today, however, was peculiar. After the Thunderhawk left, it didn’t return.
The serene valley echoed only with crisp bird calls, echoing into the distance.
It wasn’t until dusk that Mu Fan’s weary silhouette appeared at the base of Little Green Mountain, just before reaching the crowded living and teaching areas ahead.
However, upon entering the living area, Mu Fan suddenly noticed an increase in surrounding gazes fixed on him.
Moreover, the number of these gazes grew as he continued walking. Those eyes were filled with reverence, whispering so softly even Mu Fan’s keen ears struggled to catch anything.
Mu Fan carefully reviewed his path that day. It wasn’t the busiest route in the academy, yet behind him, a group of onlookers had quietly ford.
At this mont, a tall beauty, dressed in a short top and hotpants, approached quickly. Her face was flush with excitent as she stopped right in front of Mu Fan.
The sway of her tight top was jarring to onlookers.
Instead of being shy, this beauty proudly puffed out her chest, elicting nurous swallowing sounds, as the valley between her breasts deepened significantly.
Her fiery eyes were fixed solely on Mu Fan.
With her path blocked, Mu Fan paused, the overwhelming scent of her perfu swirling around him. Perhaps due to running over, the evaporation of her sweat intensified its fragrance.
“I’m Miley Arthur, you can call Miley! You’re much more handso in person than in the videos. Can I have your autograph?”
As she spoke, the tantalizing aroma quivered, revealing her flat and firm abdon, as the beauty stared at him intensely.
Mu Fan furrowed his brow, feeling utterly baffled.
He was certain he’d never seen this girl before nor did she exude any killing intent.
Mu Fan scrutinized her; she had no excess fat, her abs were enticing to others, but to Mu Fan, they were slightly lacking in tension, possibly limiting power exertion.
So boys inwardly cursed, wondering why such a girl would approach Mu Fan, lanting their lack of similar fortune.
Inwardly, they were madly jealous of Mu Fan.
Yet Mu Fan rely stepped back, skeptical gaze furrowed.
“I don’t know you.”
“Well, we know each other now. I’m your senior sister from the second-year dical Departnt.” After saying this, Miley, exuding allure, winked at Mu Fan, teasing clearly implied.
Seeing Mu Fan retreat a step, her wild, cheetah-like legs moved a step forward.
Again, the sound of swallowing echoed around.
Mu Fan’s confusion deepened. His gaze quickly left the girl before him.
He was simply curious about what was going on today and why, after just returning to campus, everything seed strange.
Gurgle…
A hungry growl ca from his stomach. The Thunderhawk cha, putting him in near-perilous conditions, had nearly exhausted his stamina.
Still wearing the Thunder Eagle Control Ring given by Ruan Xiongfei, as heavy as a flexible training suit, Mu Fan felt he needed a substantial al.
Thus, Mu Fan’s expression turned cold and serious as he looked at Miley Arthur, “Senior sister, I need to eat.”
Miley’s eyes brightened, sidling a half-step closer, and replied coquettishly, “Alright then…”
Mu Fan’s stomach protested a second ti, so his impatient hand rose, appearing to outsiders as though he ant to hold Miley.
This sight struck envy and resentnt in the watching male students’ hearts.
“Mu Fan.”
The voice chid like ice beads falling onto jade plates.
A snow-white figure appeared behind Mu Fan, silently standing by his side.
The simple swordsman’s clothes could not hide a peerless glamour.
Her full head of black hair was casually tied behind her head with white ribbon, and her clear yet cool eyes focused intently on Mu Fan’s raised hand.
Mu Fan’s hand froze mid-air.
The atmosphere felt a bit off…
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