The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

【well……】

[Student counselor, student counselor! I feel uneasy!]

[Host, host, what happened next?]

What happened after the Dragon King realized his mistake?

Aikun shook his head.

"This section is the most complete record to date."

"Subsequent data was severely damaged."

"We only found out that the Dragon King started in Jinling and first wiped out a small family called the Zhou family."

"After that, he embarked on a path of revenge for the massacre of the Long family years ago."

"After that, the Alliance of Gods made a comeback."

"The guardians and dragon guards left behind by the old Dragon King fell one after another on the battlefield."

"There are only four words left in the document."

"The remaining troops were all wiped out."

Before the sky, countless people remained silent.

Ai Kun continued:

"The rest of the story seems to have been deliberately erased by some force."

The host speculated that the Dragon King later sought help from other legendary figures in his former class to jointly destroy the Alliance of Gods.

"As for why there are no records of that period of history, and what secrets it holds, we do not know for the time being."

The comments section was flooded with resentment.

【Huh? It's over?】

I want to hear about the Dragon King's revenge!

[What about the next episode? Who will we be talking about next?]

Aikun stood up and waved at the camera.

"My darlings, that concludes today's revelation of the Dragon King."

"In the next episode, we'll talk about another legend."

"Mars!"

"Let's make an appointment, see you next week!"

Whoosh!

The screen went black instantly.

The sky returned to normal.

The sound of the live broadcast that had been weighing on everyone's minds has completely disappeared.

Inside the classroom, the light bulbs swayed gently.

The pale blue protective array outside still enveloped Jinling Martial Arts School.

Ye Chuhao looked up at the spot where the sky had disappeared and chuckled softly.

"Out of energy?"

His gaze returned to Class 9.

I paused for a second on the back of the labor committee member near the trash can.

Then, it landed on Long Aotian.

At this moment, Long Aotian still kept his head down.

Yan Cong took a deep breath.

He looked at Long Aotian and finally spoke.

"Old Dragon."

"Don't blame me for saying something harsh next."

Long Aotian did not look up.

Yan Cong gritted his teeth and said, "The 'you' mentioned on the screen is a fucking idiot!"

"He's almost destroyed his very foundation for the sake of a woman!"

"You cook for her, help her recover, give her medicine, and provide her with resources."

"In other people's eyes, it was all due to her own abilities!"

"Is there any point in you continuing to lick like this?"

Yan Cong became more and more excited as he spoke.

"The worst things haven't happened yet."

"The old protector is still here, the old dragon guards are still here, and the Dragon King Palace has not been completely dragged down yet."

"You still have a chance!"

"Kick her."

"Go back to your Dragon King's Palace!"

"Don't let those who consider you family be buried with your pathetic obsession!"

After he finished speaking, many people in Class 9 nodded in agreement.

Lu Changming glanced at Yan Cong.

For the first time, he felt that this kid, aside from his sharp tongue, actually had some humanity.

Click.

A soft sound came from Long Aotian's body.

Followed by.

Click click click!

A series of cracking sounds rang out, as if some kind of shackles were breaking.

Yan Cong jumped back in fright.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

"Old Long, it can't be that bad!"

"I just scolded you a couple of times to wake you up, and you want to silence me?"

"wrong."

Gu Shanhe's expression suddenly turned serious.

"This is about to be a breakthrough..."

Lu Changming continued in a deep voice.

"Grandmaster".

Long Aotian suddenly laughed.

"Ha ha……"

"Hahaha……"

The laughter was very soft.

It has a bitter taste.

There was self-deprecation.

There is also a kind of clarity that comes after being torn apart.

He took a small bottle out of his pocket.

A folded prescription was tied to the bottle.

That was the new prescription he had originally prepared to give to Leng Xixi.

He stared at the bottle for two seconds.

His gaze gradually turned cold.

"So, this is how you see it."

"I'm of no value to you..."

Snapped!

The bottle shattered in his palm.

The medicinal liquid, broken porcelain, and prescription were instantly pulverized into powder by the golden true energy.

Yan Cong quickly came over.

"Old Long, are you alright?"

Long Aotian slowly raised his head.

Two lines of tears were now hanging on that face that was usually unrestrained and always had a crooked smile.

Yan Congren was dumbfounded.

"Holy crap!"

"Old Long, is it really necessary?"

"Isn't she just a woman?"

"Tell your bro what type you like, and I'll find you one!"

"Gentle, fiery, aloof, mature, loli... cough, never mind that one."

Long Aotian raised his hand and wiped away his tears.

He suppressed his sadness in his eyes.

When he looked up again, his gaze was frighteningly sharp.

He took out his phone and dialed a number.

Outside the school gate.

The old man selling sesame cakes was squatting behind the stall.

My phone suddenly vibrated.

He glanced at the caller ID.

His cloudy eyes suddenly narrowed.

The next second, his fingers trembled as he answered the phone.

"Dragon King..."

In the classroom.

Long Aotian's voice was very soft.

"Uncle Qinglong".

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

After a long while, the old man's voice became hoarse.

"Dragon King, please speak."

Long Aotian closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, his killing intent was like a knife.

"Summon all the Dragon Kings."

"I will slay the gods."

Outside the school gate.

Qinglong wept tears streaming down his face.

He straightened his hunched back, and the air of old age gradually faded from his body.

"Dragon King..."

"We've waited too long for this day."

Long Aotian gripped his phone tightly.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Qinglong."

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

The phone hangs up.

boom!

Golden true energy surged into the sky from Long Aotian's body.

A small golden dragon coiled out from his chest, its roar shaking the entire school building.

"Everyone back off!"

Lu Changming grabbed Yan Cong and shouted sternly.

But when he turned around, his face froze.

The students in Class 9 sat as still as old dogs.

Lin Fan continued to spin the needle.

Zhuge Wang also looked down at the copper coins.

Xingyao lowered her head and frantically wrote down notes.

Han Li painfully examined the talisman ash.

Ye Chen leaned back in his chair and whistled in a nonchalant manner.

Even Yan Cong looked puzzled.

"Old Lu, why are you pulling me?"

"This little breeze won't blow me away."

Lu Changming's lips twitched.

"Get lost!"

He almost forgot.

In this class, apart from him, almost everyone else is a future legend.

of course,

Aside from the class monitor who was about to be blown away...

Ow—

A loud dragon's roar suddenly exploded.

The golden dragon burst out of Long Aotian's body and went straight to the rooftop.

boom!

The roof of the teaching building was smashed open, leaving a large hole.

next moment.

Long Aotian's figure disappeared from the classroom.

When it reappeared, it was already standing on the rooftop.

He stood on the edge of the broken cement, his black ring glowing faintly, golden true energy swirling around his body.

Long Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at the school gate, his gaze chillingly cold.

next second.

Suddenly, a dense whooshing sound came from outside the window.

"Someone's here?"

Yan Cong lunged to the window.

At the same time, thousands of students crowded around the windows throughout the entire teaching building.

"Holy crap..."

Yan Cong's eyes widened in surprise.

Outside the school gate, the vendors selling sesame cakes, milk tea, repairing cars, and setting up stalls all put away their usual street-smart smiles and stared intently at the police line.

Inside the school gate, security guards, cleaners, cafeteria staff, and even the dean of students carrying a thermos all walked silently in the same direction.

His lips twitched.

"Director, you do a part-time job too?"