The strongest healer

Chapter 272 Lu Qian
She ran away, they chased her, she spread her wings... and ran pretty fast.

Song Shi slid around the perimeter of the training ground for no less than twenty laps without stopping for a moment, finding various loopholes while being surrounded and blocked by Lu Xing and Zhang Wenjing.

"...A wild donkey that has escaped from its zombie state is just like this." Everyone looked at Song Shi, who was running away with an afterimage and moving in an unusual way, and commented while touching their chins.

Then look at Lu Xing and Zhang Wenjing who are relentlessly pursuing her.

Although everyone had heard of Lu Xing's nickname "madman" before, today was the first time that everyone saw Lu Xing out of control and going crazy.

Most of the Berserker types above S level can control their emotions to a certain extent. The Forerunners have been training for many days and have never seen any Berserker type go crazy.

I met two of them today, both of them were 3s level.

"Well... I can only say that Song Shi is very capable."

"I always feel that Lu Xing and Zhang Wenjing have suffered great injustice."

Wronged?

Wu Jicui heard their conversation and recalled how Song Shi used him as bait to catch a strange beast four hours ago. He silently hugged himself, who was weak, pitiful and helpless.

In just two minutes, the training ground was smashed beyond recognition by Lu Xing and the others. The ground and walls were covered with gaps caused by sword energy. The people who had just woken up from the virtual city gathered together and stayed away from Song Shi to avoid being implicated by the other two.

When the time came, the instructor team stood up from the control room and entered the training ground one by one.

They were not surprised by the chaotic scene of Speed ​​​​in the training ground. They watched everything that happened to Team 123 on the giant ship. It was completely understandable for Lu Xing and Zhang Wenjing to go crazy.

The instructors walked to the virtual screen suspended in the air above the training ground and lined up in a row.

The others wanted to line up, but the three were still running and smashing. No one dared to disperse at this time as they might become targets.

The level gap is there, and the other two are in a frenzy stage. Even if Song Shi has three heads and six arms, the distance between him and Lu Xing and Zhang Wenjing is inevitably getting closer.

Only four or five meters remained.

Song Shi fell into the hands of these two people who had lost their minds. The consequences were disastrous. Everyone looked at the instructors in the center, but they did not move and had no intention of caring about anything.

Everyone silently mourned for Song Shijie...

Song Shi suddenly braked, turned his body, and swung the three swords at the two people behind him.

He actually had to face off against Lu Xing and Zhang Wenjing.

What a courage... This thought occurred to many people at the same time.

Where everyone's eyes intersected, the trajectory of the three-series sword was parallel to the ground, forming a fan shape. The closer it got to the two people, the more the blade deformed and became longer and longer.

The "virtual weapon" was actually based on the three series held by Song Shi, and was gradually extended. By the time it reached Zhang Wenjing and Lu Xing, it had become a four or five meter long blue flame sword.

Zhang Wenjing and Lu Xing stopped chasing immediately. Song Shi's move was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot for them. It was beyond their ability. They both raised their swords to block at the same time.

Pounced empty.

The virtual blade turned into smoke and disappeared.

The two men who were tricked by Song Shi were extremely angry.

The culprit took this opportunity to run behind the chief instructor.

"No fighting outside of competitions. This rule was established by you, the chief instructor, on the first day." Song Shi said hastily. Her voice was slightly breathless. Lu Xing and Zhang Wenjing were too strong. Song Shi almost mobilized all the muscles in her body and ran for her life. It was impossible not to be tired.

Upon hearing this, the chief instructor turned his head and glanced at Song Shi, "You got into trouble, and you asked me to clean it up."

Who made you the chief instructor... Song Shi pursed his lips and said nothing, looking well-behaved and obedient.

Lu Xing and Zhang Wenjing chased after them. The chief instructor was standing in front of Song Shi. They ignored the chief instructor and grabbed Song Shi regardless.

The chief instructor winked at the deputy instructors around him.

One of the deputy instructors raised his palm, and a white and silver light flowed towards Lu Xing and Zhang Wenjing, enveloping the two of them, and used the "comfort" skill on them without contact.

The effect of Zhang Wenjing's appeasement was significant. His sword-swinging movements became a little sluggish, and there was confusion and hesitation in his eyes.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, another assistant instructor moved behind him, injected a potion prepared in advance into the back of his neck, and then chopped him on the back of the neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious.

Zhang Wenjing lost consciousness and fell to the ground. The deputy instructor, who was a healer, half-knelt in front of him, put his palm on the back of his head, repairing his external injuries and accelerating the metabolism of the drugs in his body.

Two minutes later, Zhang Wenjing opened his eyes again and regained complete clarity of mind.

This set of procedures is not so useful for Lu Xing.

The soothing power of the first move entered Lu Xing's body, and Lu Xing's rejection reaction was quite obvious. He exploded on the spot and slashed directly at the deputy instructor who used the soothing power.

The other instructors rushed forward. A crew-haired instructor drew out the long thin knife hanging from his waist, stared at Lu Xing and said coldly: "If soft tactics don't work, let's use hard tactics!"

For a mad and uncooperative Berserker, knocking him out and then calming him down is effective.

"Instructor Zhao, wait a moment! Let me try." Wu Zhilu ran over breathlessly and squeezed into the circle formed by the instructors.

The instructor closest to her was worried that Lu Xing might hurt her, so he raised his hand to block her way and said, "Don't get any closer."

"It's okay, Instructor Zhao," Wu Zhilu turned around and gave the instructor a comforting smile, then looked at the young man who was surrounding him, his voice gentle but firm, "He won't hurt me."

The instructor hesitated for a moment, exchanged glances with the chief instructor, and reluctantly let go.

Wu Zhilu walked into the encirclement and approached Lu Xing little by little. The soothing power was released from her palms and enveloped Lu Xing's whole body. This time, Lu Xing did not resist.

"Lu Xing, I'm here." Wu Zhilu said softly, his voice containing a power that could calm people's minds.

Lu Xing heard Wu Zhilu's voice, slowly turned his head, stared at Wu Zhilu for a moment, and his expressionless face, which was so irritable that he wanted to kill someone, actually revealed a hint of grievance.

In Song Shi's vision, black air was emanating from Lu Xing's eyes, nose, and mouth, as well as any holes there were, as if a huge furnace was installed inside his body. His appearance was quite terrifying, and the resentment of a ghost who had died unjustly a thousand years ago was no more than that.

After hearing Wu Zhilu's voice, the fire in his body suddenly went out.

So amazing? Song Shi propped up his chin, staring at Wu Zhilu holding hands with Lu Xing, his brows knitted tightly.

Hiss... Why is it that other healers' soothing is ineffective, but Wu Zhilu can do it so easily.

Is this a skill?
In addition to "enhancement", the Wu family has another healing skill that is hidden from the world... Song Shi thought darkly.

"Some positive human emotions are more powerful than the primitive desire for destruction, such as... love."

Song Shi turned his head as if he saw a ghost, wondering which innocent healer who had not experienced the world of the world could say such naive words, and saw the person who spoke, Lu Qian.

Lu Xing's brother.