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"Wei Zhe!" An Changqing pointed his sword directly at him. He never imagined that a student who had competed against him just two days ago would be standing here.

Even if An Changqing is stupid, he can figure out that all of this is inseparable from Wei Zhe.

"I simply chose the stronger side! A completely new world!" He stared intently at An Changqing, enunciating each word clearly: "Your ridiculous order and ideals should have been crushed into the mud long ago! An Changqing, look at yourself, and then look at me! You possess the greatest talent, yet you choose to abide by the rules. Don't you find that pathetic?"

He took a step forward, his eyes burning with fanaticism: "Power! Only power that is not bound by anything is true! When I can decide the life and death of others at will."

He paused, a cruel smile spreading across his face: "I am the rule!"

"You... are beyond redemption."

An Changqing gripped the sword tighter, his knuckles bulging, and the sword, sensing its master's will, emitted a low, resonant hum.

Wei Zhe's maniacal laughter still echoed in the hall, but the next second, a dark figure suddenly appeared and blocked An Changqing's path without warning.

Chen Guan's not-so-tall figure, along with the black coffin, perfectly blocked Wei Zhe's glaring gaze.

Chen Guan slowly raised his black scythe, its sharp blade tip locking onto Wei Zhe, who was brimming with arrogance, from a distance of more than ten meters.

"You talk too much nonsense."

As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from his spot, leaving a straight black line as he rushed towards the most violent seventh-tier tiger demon beside Wei Zhe.

Except for a certain evil white Hakimi, he can handle any other tiger.

He had just killed a tiger, so he was quite adept at dealing with such a monstrous beast.

"You're asking for death!" The tiger demon was enraged by this action and grinned maliciously.

This human was just an ordinary student, yet he dared to attack him. His huge, barbed claws, accompanied by a piercing blast of air, slashed down towards Chen Guan's head.

However, Chen Guan neither dodged nor avoided it.

As the claws tore through the air and were about to touch his face, he suddenly felt a pull on his shoulder and twisted his body at an angle that no ordinary person could do, actually using his left shoulder to deliberately collide with the deadly claw.

The sound of flesh being torn apart was enough to make one's teeth ache; the flesh rolled outwards, revealing the stark white bones beneath.

The excruciating pain seemed nonexistent. Taking advantage of the impact of his flesh being torn apart, he twisted his body and exerted force, drawing an arc with the black scythe in his hand.

puff!

The ferocious smile on the tiger demon's face had not yet faded, and the cold light of the scythe was already reflected in its pupils.

A muscular demonic arm, thicker than Long Ao's thigh, flew into the air, accompanied by gushing golden demonic blood, before crashing heavily to the ground.

The other black-robed demon king, who was about to make a move, was thus slowed down for a moment.

Even Long Ao's eyes twitched, and Hong Yuan gasped, "This person is much more ruthless to himself than to his enemies."

Su Yuehe murmured, "Resurrection."

The power of the Word Spirit surged to Chen Guan's shoulder. He looked down and saw that the original injury there had healed. The Word Spirit technique was still too overpowered.

Before long, under the influence of the Word of Power, a world was born where only clothes and the tiger's arm were injured.

"Roar!" The tiger demon roared furiously, clutching its bleeding severed arm.

Why can humans start over again and again, but we monsters can't?!

Its gaze toward Wei Zhe was filled with resentment; why didn't this human possess healing abilities?

This human cannot be killed for the time being; with nowhere to vent its resentment, it can only cry out, "I want your life!"

In its rage, the tiger demon's roar caused rubble to fall from the top of the tower, and the half-human form it had been maintaining vanished, revealing its true form.

That roar was filled with pain.

Its eyes were bloodshot, one arm was still missing, and anger was slowly burning its reason to ashes.

"I'll tear you apart!"

It let out a wild grunt from its throat.

The massive body stirred up a foul gust of wind as it lunged toward the slender figure. The wind billowed the black robes of the coffin, and sharp claws slammed down with the pressure of the wind.

Chen Guan's figure always seemed to be one step ahead, sliding into the blind spot where its attack missed.

The tiger demon's attacks became increasingly frenzied.

But the shadowy figure's evasive maneuvers were incredibly calm, as if it could see into the future.

Every time he turned to the side, every time he lowered his head, he just managed to avoid the sharpest point of the claw wind.

Not a single detail was missed, not even a small piece of clothing was rubbed off.

"Useless trash!" Wei Zhe's piercing shout broke the deadlock: "I sent you here, not to waste time with a student! Kill him!"

Beside him, the black-robed demon, who had remained motionless, moved his hood slightly.

"And you!" Wei Zhe turned to it, his tone commanding: "Come at me together! I don't have that much patience!"

The black-robed demon king glanced at him but did not reply.

There's not much to say about a dying person.

However, it did not remain a bystander.

"Be careful!" An Changqing was the first to sense the ominous aura: "That mist can corrupt the mind!"

Chen Guan's steps forward faltered for a moment, as expected.

This is the moment!

"Do it!" Wei Zhe's eyes blazed with a morbid excitement. "Tear him to pieces!"

The black mist gathered and took shape on the left side of the coffin.

A withered hand emerged from his robe, emanating a bone-chilling black aura, and aimed straight for his heart.

Almost at the same moment, the tiger demon's giant claw also slammed down from behind.

The claw-like wind completely blocked his escape route.

"Chen Guan!" Yin Chen's voice was filled with anxiety.

As he spoke, dozens of condensed wind blades intertwined into a net, which slashed at the low-level demonic beasts that were closing in from the side.

"I don't need you to shout!" Hong Yuan said as always, "With that effort, you'd be better off chopping down a few more scumbags!"

She gripped the giant axe tightly with both hands and stomped heavily on the ground.

The powerful shockwave sent several of the leading demons flying, and they were finished off by Yin Chen in mid-air, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

The two quickly moved closer, back to back.

Wind blades sliced ​​through the air, and giant axes split mountains and shattered rocks, carving out a foothold among the demon horde.

On the other end, An Changqing's voice calmed down: "Leave this to me."

He drew his sword, its blade gleaming with a clear light, held horizontally in front of his chest.

He drew an arc of light with himself as the center.

"Disperse."

Where the sword light passed, the black mist that had been corroding the mind was completely swept away without a trace.

"Word of Power: Rebirth"

Su Yuehe's cold voice followed.

A soft halo spread from her body, landing precisely on everyone, restoring their stamina and mana.

Since she stopped focusing on destructive power, her support abilities have become increasingly stronger, making her a veritable mobile fountain of life.

No wonder he keeps getting picked off in team fights.

After confirming that his companions were safe, Chen Guan looked up. He didn't even turn around to look at the tiger demon's claws behind him, knowing that he had the hardest shield in the world.