He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

Although she had gone to the cemetery twice in the middle of the night to build up her courage during this period.

But at most, there are only a few wandering, lonely ghosts in the cemetery.

Ghosts, no matter how scary they are, are just illusions.

But these are real corpses!

This is called a zombie resurrection!

The visual impact is a hundred times more exciting than watching 3D Sadako!

This was completely beyond the scope of what Yu Zixin, who was just starting out, was taught.

however.

Despite being held tightly by Yu Zixin's clothes, Yang Guang showed no fear whatsoever.

Instead, she pursed her lips.

With a look of utter disdain, she said, "Hey, young lady, can't you be a little more sensible?"

"These few pieces of expired, rotten meat have scared you this much?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes and turned to look at the smug-looking, cowardly man who was ringing a bell.

Without any hesitation, he raised his middle finger.

"Hey you ugly thing, is this the treasure you were talking about?"

Yang Guang pointed at the group of swaying corpses in the morgue, preparing to be laid on the ground, and looked at them with an expression as if they were mentally challenged: "Do you have some kind of misunderstanding about the word 'baby'?"

"You're just taking advantage of the hospital morgue."

"Anywhere else would this just be a pile of unwanted kitchen waste!"

"Give me back my treasure?"

Yang Guang sneered repeatedly: "I'm almost embarrassed to criticize you. The junk you've created isn't even the lowest level of white zombie. At most, it's just a walking corpse that can come back to life."

"Believe it or not, I can slap them all back to their beds with one hand each!"

Hearing Yang Guang's merciless sarcasm...

The smug look on the man's face froze instantly.

His already unattractive features twisted in anger.

The pustules on his face trembled, as if they were about to burst from anger.

"You little brat, you dare to be so stubborn even when you're about to die!"

The cowardly man roared and shook the bell in his hand even more rapidly.

As the bell rang, the zombies in the morgue seemed to be injected with adrenaline.

It emitted a series of low, beast-like hisses.

then.

One by one, stiff yet incredibly strong, they tumbled off the cart, dragging their broken bodies, and lunged at the two people at the door with bared teeth and claws.

"It's all over!"

Yu Zixin closed her eyes in fright and frantically made hand seals in front of her chest, but she was too nervous to even form a complete incantation.

"Yang Guang, run!"

"run?"

Yang Guang put his hands in his pockets and snorted coldly, "That word doesn't exist in my dictionary!"

"Aren't they just a bunch of zombies that have come back to life?"

"Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson and show you what real physical salvation is!"

The voice just fell.

Yang Guang made a move.

He didn't even take out a talisman; he charged forward in one swift step.

They ran head-on into a large, undead man whose face was caved in half from a car accident.

The burly zombie opened its foul-smelling, blood-red maw and bit down on Yang Guang's neck.

"Go to hell! Don't you know I have bad breath?!"

Yang Guang not only didn't dodge, but instead suddenly exerted force with his waist.

Raise your right hand.

He swung his fist in mid-air, making a huge, sweeping motion, and slapped the already sunken face of the burly zombie with perfect accuracy.

"Snapped!"

A crisp explosion rang out in the underground passage.

This powerful slap sent the 1.8-meter-tall zombie spinning 720 degrees in mid-air.

With a "bang".

It slammed hard against the wall, then slid down like mud.

It twitched twice, then its head turned to its back and remained completely still.

The whole world fell silent instantly.

Yu Zixin opened her eyes and looked at the scene, her mouth agape wide enough to fit a fist.

This……

What kind of amazing move is this?

Without even using magic, he just used a big punch to instantly kill the zombie?

Do you think this is a street fight where you slap a thug?

Not only was Yu Zixin dumbfounded.

Even the blabbering man who was ringing the bell was dumbfounded.

The bell in his hand froze in mid-air, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

The walking corpse that I painstakingly nurtured with evil energy couldn't even withstand a single slap from someone.

Did this kid grow up eating weights?

How can someone be so strong!

"This...this is impossible!"

The man with the boils screamed hysterically, "Get him!"

"All of you, charge!"

"Tear him to pieces!"

He frantically shook the bell, and the remaining dozen or so zombies swarmed towards Yang Guang.

Yang Guang stood still, stretched his neck, and made a "crackling" sound.

A cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Well done!"

"Perfect timing, I haven't had any activities planned for tonight!"

Yang Guang plunged straight into the pile of zombies like a tiger among sheep.

There were no fancy spells.

It was nothing more than the simplest and most brutal close-quarters combat.

With one punch, he deflated the chest of an old zombie; with one kick, he sent a fat zombie flying five meters away, overturning a large number of carts.

The most amazing thing is that he kept talking while he was hitting.

"Holy crap, you old zombie lady, you actually tried to grab my face?"

"Don't you know I make a living with my looks?"

"Grandpa, your dentures have all fallen out and you're still trying to bite people? I'll swallow them for you!"

"Young man, you must have indulged in excessive sexual activity before you died, right?"

"Even if you died, you wouldn't be able to straighten your back. Let me set your bones!"

In less than a minute.

Yang Guang was playing a real-life version of Slice the Watermelon.

These zombies, which filled Yu Zixin with despair, were nothing more than fragile paper toys in front of Yang Guang.

He punched and kicked them from all directions, knocking them all to the ground.

Hands and feet severed, head moved away.

The ground was littered with disgusting bits of flesh and limbs, and not a single one of them could get up.

"call……"

Yang Guang patted the dust off his hands and disgustedly shook the pus off the soles of his shoes.

Turning her head to look at the completely petrified, pus-filled man, she grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"How ugly are you?"

"I wasn't bragging when I said I'd slap them one by one, was I?"

The man with the boils was devastated.

Where the hell did this humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex come from?

There were more than a dozen zombies!

Even if you use a gun to spray bullets, it would still take some time, right?

He actually wiped them all out using only physical attacks?

"Who...who are you?!"

The man with the boil was so frightened that he backed away, dropping the bell he was holding to the ground.

He was genuinely scared.

Having raised corpses for so many years, I've never seen such an eerie master!

Who do you care who I am?

Yang Guang sneered and slowly approached the cowardly man: "Doing such shady things in the hospital morgue, and you even want to harm my daughter."

"You think I'd let you leave here alive?"

however.

Upon hearing Yang Guang's words, the middle-aged man immediately snorted coldly, staring at Yang Guang with a sinister gaze and shouting, "Kid, I admit you have some skills, but after working here for so many years, do you really think that's all I've got?"