I run a funeral home, I don't know how to teach people how to slay demons

The competition between Wuling and Tiangong has entered a fierce stage.

The two major colleges did not notice that the freshmen of the dozen or so small colleges had gathered in a corner in the south of the city at some point.

"Look, I didn't lie to you. There are at least three hundred, no more, no less." Guan Shan stood on the top floor of a building and pointed in the direction in front of him.

Following his finger, there was a group of monsters, among which there were obviously more than a dozen with particularly strong auras.

They were obviously fourth-order peak monsters.

There were also many people behind Guan Shan.

Although the freshmen of the dozen or so colleges had different levels, they were large in number.

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There were also about two hundred people who made it to the finals.

Everyone looked at the monsters in front of them, and they were all shining points.

Several people couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and they wanted to rush over immediately.

"That... Boss Guan, we believe you, but the price you said... can you give us a discount?" A young man dressed elegantly in the crowd slowly walked forward.

It seemed that he was the representative elected by everyone.

"One hundred fourth-level crystal cores is already a very, very reasonable price." Guan Shan quoted a sky-high price, and said it without blushing or beating his heart.

"For each of you, it's just half a star, which is nothing at all."

"Think about it, if your points can exceed Wu Ling and Tian Gong, will the school express its gratitude after you return to school?"

"Such great news, isn't it worth writing about?"

"By then, not only can you recover all your costs, but you may even make a fortune."

"The most important thing is that there will definitely be such a record in your honorary school history."

"In a certain year, our school's genius, XXX, defeated Tian Gong Wu Ling in the college competition and achieved excellent results."

"Your names will exist together with the school history, and all your descendants will grow up watching your names."

"You... are their heroes!"

Guan Shan paused, brewed his emotions for a while, and said word by word, "Heroes... are priceless!"

The emotions of the crowd were already a little uneasy, and the greed in their eyes could not be hidden at all.

"And if you want, I can lead the fourth-level monster to Tiangong and Wuling." Guanshan struck while the iron was hot and threw out the last killer.

"Of course..."

"It costs more..."

......

"Brother Baisheng, we can't hold on any longer. Have you finished your work?" A Wuling student shouted anxiously.

There were 7 students fighting against the fourth-level monster with him. In the round-robin battle, they still felt very tired.

"This fourth-level monster is almost dead. Put down your work and kill it with fire!" Yue Baisheng crushed the monster in his hand that turned into charcoal and shouted to the Wuling students around him.

In an instant, overwhelming superpowers fell one after another.

Wuling students kept consuming the monster's shield, and saw that its momentum was extremely weak.

It seemed that it could break through the defense and kill it in the next second.

Yue Baisheng had already condensed a flame spear, waiting for the moment when the monster broke through the defense to kill it instantly.

Unfortunately...

Plans can never keep up with changes.

At the moment when the energy shield of the fourth-level demon clan was broken, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky.

A sword pierced its head.

All the Wuling students who were fighting bloody were stunned.

Even the Tiangong guys didn't dare to grab Wuling's head, how dare this person? ?

"Guan... Shan..." Yue Baisheng's whole body trembled with anger, and the anger in his eyes burned fiercely.

Well...

It was really burning.

Huge flames continued to burn around Yue Baisheng, raising the temperature of the battlefield by several degrees.

Since he entered Wuling, he swept across the world and beat whoever he saw.

He has always bullied people, how could anyone bully him, Yue Baisheng?

He now has only one thought in his mind.

Kill this bastard!

The Tiangong students on the side also stopped their actions, with an expression of watching the fun and not minding the trouble, and looked at Yue Baisheng with a sly smile.

As the object of everyone's attention.

Guan Shan completely ignored the looks of the two schools, and just quickly took out the military crossbow from his waist and shot behind him.

He loaded the bullets at an incredibly fast speed.

Before everyone could see the movements of Guan Shan's hands, he had already shot all the crossbows in his quiver.

"Guan Shan! Come to the outside of the city and die. Today, only one of us can advance!"

"You bastard, get out of here!"

Yue Baisheng's voice was a little hysterical, and his rationality gradually evaporated with the scorching heat.

"No time, next time for sure." Guan Shan didn't even look back at Brother Fireball.

Guan Shan raised his sword and shot dozens of ice arrows into the distance.

Then he flew away with satisfaction.

"Fuck! Bastard, don't run!" Yue Baisheng was already in a state of excitement, and he didn't care about the points at this time, and ran wildly after Guan Shan's figure.

But he soon discovered that Guan Shan's speed was ridiculously fast...

Guan Shan and Yue Baisheng are both awakened elementalists.

But what's with the afterimage?

The flying black rat is only this fast, right?

Even if it is an awakened reinforcementist of the same level, it is impossible to have such a speed, right?

Yue Baisheng became more and more nervous as he chased him. After a few dodgy moves, he could no longer see Guan Shan's shadow.

"Brother Baisheng, don't stop, run!!!"

Before Yue Baisheng could react, he heard the wailing of his younger brother behind him.

Following closely behind was the monstrous demonic energy.

More than a dozen fourth-level demons all rushed towards them.

There were still unmelted ice chips on several demons.

It was self-evident who the culprit was.

"Your uncle's Guanshan!"

"You'd better not fall into my hands!"

"Otherwise I must..."

Seeing the monsters getting closer and closer, Yue Baisheng didn't have time to finish his last harsh words, and he closed his mouth and ran for his life.

The Tiangong students, who were originally very excited, found something wrong before the smile on their faces faded.

Why did Wu Ling's group of hangers-on lead those monsters in their direction!

The Tiangong students who were still laughing at others in the last second.

The next second, they decisively joined the team of the fleeing army.

The audience outside the venue was silent.

This college competition has turned into a farce.

The game of wisdom, the cooperation of the team, and the manifestation of personal combat power are all gone.

On the screen, there is only the picture of the two colleges desperately fleeing, as embarrassed as it can be.

Du Xiuping's back teeth are almost broken, and his eyelids jump uncontrollably.

Even the well-mannered Ning Ya quietly clenched her fists.

Only Li Yunxuan looked at his student with a smile, revealing an expression of a teachable child.