In the art classroom.

The donut was huddled in the corner, trembling.

Her designer coat was covered in dust, and her exquisite makeup was ruined by crying, her face covered in tears and snot.

Less than two meters directly in front of her.

A vengeful spirit wearing a red dress, with disheveled hair and emanating black energy, was approaching her step by step.

Donut gripped the phone that was live-streaming tightly with both hands, her voice hoarse from shouting, utterly desperate.

The outcome was at this critical moment.

The door was suddenly forced open.

Then came the glaring scrolling lights and the deafening social dance anthem.

The red-clad senior was completely dumbfounded by this move.

Her lifeless, white-eyed stares blankly at the fat monk blocking the doorway, who was glowing and wiggling his buttocks.

My mind was filled with resentment, but it all got stuck.

What kind of approach is this?

Having roamed this school for so many years, I've never seen such an abstract method of exorcism!

And at this very moment.

In the Donut's live stream, the hundreds of thousands of viewers had already gone wild.

The previously dark screen suddenly lit up with colorful lights.

The magnetic shouting voice came out.

The barrage of comments instantly flooded the screen like snowflakes, completely obscuring the view.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"

"That voice! That tone! Isn't that MC porcelain cup?"

"What the hell is this 'crying dog' video playing on repeat? Is this master here to exorcise ghosts or to hold a personal concert?"

I'm shocked!

"This fat monk is actually emitting golden light!"

"This is the real thing!"

"The chief MC of the Zhumadian branch of Daleiyin Temple is back!"

"The donuts are finally saved!"

"The Porcelain Cup Mage is awesome!"

"Send gifts, guys!"

In a short time.

Sports cars, rockets, carnivals—a meteor shower fell in the live stream.

The hype skyrocketed!

Donut stared at the phone screen, dumbfounded.

She thought she was going to die today.

I never expected the boss to invite them so quickly.

But outside the door.

Yang Guang looked at the fat buttocks in front of him that were wiggling vigorously.

The veins on his forehead were throbbing wildly.

"Are you putting on a concert for me here?"

Yang Guang raised his foot and kicked Chu Sheng hard in the buttocks.

"Get inside!"

Chu Sheng was so engrossed in his rap performance that he was completely caught off guard and stumbled from the kick.

The 250-pound mountain of flesh crashed directly into the art classroom.

"Holy crap!"

Chu Sheng fell flat on his face on the ground.

The speaker around his neck was still stubbornly playing that catchy rap song.

The road is finally open.

Yang Guang swaggered in.

Er Lengzi followed closely behind.

"Woof!"

As soon as the husky entered, its one golden and one blue dog eyes stared intently at the senior in red in front of it.

The dog opened its mouth, and drool dripped directly onto the ground.

Its gaze wasn't that of a vicious ghost at all; it was completely that of a plate of freshly cooked kidneys.

Yang Guang had his hands in his pockets.

She turned and glanced at the donut huddled in the corner, then snapped, "Alright, stop howling!"

"He's not dead yet."

When Donut saw Yang Guang, her almost dried-up tears welled up again.

"Yang Guang!"

"Help!"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes, too lazy to even acknowledge this professional troublemaker.

He turned his gaze back to the senior student in red in front of him.

The senior in red finally came to her senses.

Someone forcibly entered my territory.

This is a blatant provocation against her as the school's leader!

"court death!"

The senior in red let out a piercing scream, and the surrounding desks and chairs instantly trembled violently.

Countless gusts of cold wind transformed into black blades, sweeping straight towards Yang Guang and his companions.

This force is enough to tear a living adult to pieces in an instant.

Chu Shenggang had just gotten up from the ground when he saw this scene, and the fat on his face twitched.

"Brother Guang, this woman has quite a temper!"

Chu Sheng ripped the speaker off his neck and threw it aside, then reached out and pulled out the large porcelain cup engraved with Sanskrit.

"Dare to play tricks on me, this humble monk?"

"I'll smash your skull with this cup today!"

Yang Guang stood still without dodging, and even yawned out of boredom.

"Monk, move aside."

"Don't delay me from doing my business."

Yang Guang took a step forward.

Just this one step.

A surge of incredibly pure and extremely powerful Celestial Master Qi erupted from his body!

That violent aura formed a visible golden wave of energy in the air.

"break!"

Yang Guang uttered a single word.

The black, sinister blades that rushed towards them were like eggs hitting a rock the moment they came into contact with this powerful energy.

"Bang bang bang!"

It didn't even last a second before exploding into a cloud of black smoke.

The senior in red was horrified; for the first time, fear appeared in her eyes, which had no whites.

She tried to back away, but it was too late.

Yang Guang pointed his right hand like a sword and swiftly drew a talisman in the air.

"Certainly!"

With a flick of his finger, a golden talisman was imprinted directly on the red-clad senior's forehead.

Just a moment ago, it was a fierce and arrogant ghost, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

It was as if someone had pressed the pause button, freezing me in place.

Unable to move.

The viewers in the live stream were all stunned by what they saw.

Just a moment ago everyone was talking about the Minecraft porcelain cup, but now they're all stunned by Yang Guang's skill.

"Holy crap, he was subdued with just one finger?"

"That's a real master! Was that fat monk from the atmosphere-building team?"

Seeing this, Er Lengzi cheered and rushed forward.

"Woof!"

It opened its mouth wide and bit down on the red-clad senior's arm.

This is a buffet, let's have a bite first.

Yang Guang slapped Er Lengzi on the head.

"Eat, eat, eat!"

"All you ever do is eat!"

"This is a crucial clue, don't let it spoil!"

Er Lengzi whimpered pitifully, opened his mouth, and squatted down to lick his tongue wildly.

Yang Guang put his hands back in his pockets, walked up to the frozen senior in red, and looked her up and down.

"With such limited skills, you dare to try and take hostages?"

"Just now outside, I smelled a very familiar scent on you."

Yang Guang stared into her eyes, his voice icy.

"Speak."

"Where is the foreign monk?"

Upon hearing this...

The senior in red, who had been frozen in place, suddenly began to tremble violently.

A thick, blood-red light suddenly surged in her otherwise lifeless, white eyes!

Followed by.

Her once somewhat human-like face was now contorted, her features as if being torn apart by an invisible force, and a low, beast-like roar came from her throat.

He bared his teeth and grinned wildly at Yang Guang, revealing his ferocious nature. His mind was filled with nothing but bloodlust, and he couldn't utter a single word in response.

Yang Guang frowned slightly.

This person has been put under a death curse and their mind has been controlled!

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