Return Of The Monarch 8 Coward

The dumbfounded union motionlessly remained like that for the time a matchstick took to burn. An unsteady cute-looking female union member cried out, "Is… Brother Peng dead?"

Her name was Yang Baozhai. Since the start of high school, she had a secret crush on Zhang Peng, but she did not dare to confess. After all, the cute female senior knew that her first love did not see her that way. But, just like that, her crush had soundlessly died. She did not dare to believe it.

"I think so…" Li Xiujing muttered in a low voice, and he turned to look at the calm Feng Hui. In his eyes, the genius student had just used a skill, and he likely could not activate it again instantly. For such a powerful skill, he believed there had to be an extensive cooldown.

"Friend, you shouldn't take things too far. How about we call it here? Or don't blame us for being too ruthless." Li Xiujing tried to negotiate in a calm manner, but his shaking pale lips betrayed his character. Although he believed that Feng Hui should not be able to use the dreadful skill at this time, he did not dare risk it. He was dealing with his life here, after all.

"Take things too far? Why didn't you think of that when you tried to provoke me?" Feng Hui coldly replied, and he did not stop his advances. Within a breath of time, he had appeared in front of the muscular Li Xiujing.
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"Bro…" Feng Mei tried to call out to her elder brother, but she was ignored. In her eyes, this was a forbidding side of Feng Hui she had never seen before.

"Student Xiujing, this isn't to say either of us is right. But you made a mistake. You provoked someone you shouldn't have." Feng Hui emotionlessly spoke, and this was his true thoughts. Killing could never be fully justified, but in the Dragon Continent, the strong would create the laws. For Emperor Feng, this had become fully integrated into his way of life!

Feng Hui had an inspiration. In front of his family, why should he completely hide his harsh side? In the end, they were all a part of him! Living in the Dragon Continent, he would never show his true face, but why should he act fake in front of his family? If he did, that would simply be treating them as strangers!

"Hmph. Do you really think I'm afraid of you? I was only being sympathetic to a fellow student! There should a long cooldown on your skill, right?" Li Xiujing cruelly snapped, and the unstable union members began to cheer him on. He tried to appear confident, but his heroic act was not convincing.

"Sure." Feng Hui smiled. If he had not reincarnated into the Dragon Continent, the union would have ruthlessly demolished his life. Thinking to this point, he lost all trace of cordiality. From the ravenous looks of the union, he did not dare to imagine what these beasts would have done to his little sister.

Feng Hui was about to launch an attack on the union leader's soul, but the projection of a white-robed man formed. Retrieving his aura, he coldly addressed the white-robed man, "Yes?"

"Greetings, Feng Hui. You can call me, Zhao Jing." The white-robed man chuckled, and he exhibited none of his prior arrogance. Instead, Zhao Jing was emitting a gentle aura. Hearing his amicable words, Feng Hui did not respond.

"Please rejoice, friend. You have successfully received the attention of our esteemed master. From now on, player Feng Hui is exempted from the Battle Royale." Zhao Jing graciously giggled, and he waited for the teenager's burst of joy, but his positive expectation was shattered.

"So, am I allowed to bring others?" Feng Hui replied unfeelingly. Receiving the spellcaster's 'positive' attention was not a good thing. In the future, he would have to be more secretive. If he could not take his little sister out, the exemption would be completely worthless.

"Feng Hui isn't happy?" Zhao Jing felt his smile crumbling, and his cold look returned. A talented ant was still an ant in the end, and this mere ant actually dared to negotiate? His good intentions were promptly spoiled; this was quite the unpleasant slap to his face.

"Should I be?" Feng Hui coldly retorted. It was still uncertain whether his mother was safe, and this mere servant wanted him to be content? In his view, only the spellcaster could possibly threaten him. Within his a.r.s.enal, he still had many secret techniques.

"Of course! The immortal master has looked fondly upon a mere ant. If not to happily rejoice, player Feng Hui must be insane." Zhao Jing confidently preached, and his shadowy pupils shone with endless wors.h.i.+p.

At this point, over two-hundred students were wholeheartedly spectating the conversation. In their eyes, the white-robed Zhao Jing was a mythical existence, and the student Feng Hui was but a normal teenager who had luckily received the benefits of the apocalypse.

None of them had any hope for the genius student. Even Feng Hui's group became gloomy, the sudden apocalypse was too l.u.s.trous… too G.o.dly. As mere humans, how could the students compete with deities? The union looked on excitedly at the likely downfall of their sole threat.

"Bro… be safe, please." Feng Mei watched with a pale face, and she looked completely dead inside. Although her elder brother had drastically changed, she still unwaveringly loved him. If something bad happened to him, she would not know how to live on.

"Mn." Feng Hui confidently rea.s.sured his little sister, and he stared unrelentingly at the white-robed Zhao Jing. The moment he thought a battle was about to break out, the white-robed man suddenly began fading away.

"Ant… count yourself this lucky this time." Zhao Jing quietly mumbled, and his projection promptly vanished. Currently, he did not have the abundant resources available to eliminate the arrogant ant out of pure spite. The situation back in their world was ominous, and he could not waste his energy here.

"Hmph." Feng Hui emotionlessly watched the white-robed man fade away. The entire time, his heart did not skip a single beat. He did not know why Zhao Jing did not make a move, but he did not care in the slightest. For people like the white-robed man, he thought of them as mere non-ent.i.ties. If he cared about every single one of them, life would become too tiresome.

"d.a.m.n." When the white-robed Zhao Jing disappeared, all the union members swiftly turned downcast. Feng Hui went to return his attention to the union leader, but he did not discover the muscular Li Xiujing anywhere.

"Wow, what a coward. Li Xiujing actually shamelessly ran away while Brother Hui was distracted." Nian Zhen cursed the union leader, and the faces of the union members instantly became awkward. In fact, even they did not notice their leader had run away. He was simply too unabashed. With that thought, the one-hundred union members began splitting up into small groups and moving away.