My life of martial arts training

The students in Xue'an City had their minds seriously distorted. Their chats were only about studying, how to study hard, how to improve grades, and how to get used to the current routine. No one wanted to escape anymore, and their outlook on life and the world was completely changed.

When they arrived at the library, they didn't need anyone to lead them. They rushed to pick up books and sat opposite the corpse.

Their eyes were fixed on the book without blinking, and they didn't wipe away tears even when they flowed from their eyes, as if the book in front of them was everything to them.

The review time was over. The long reading had already made the students' eyes swollen and their bodies stiff, but they didn't feel any discomfort. They just regretted that time was too short and passed in a flash.

Qiao Qingyue and the other two looked at this scene with a chill in their hearts. They waited until the three aliens stood up and prepared to leave the library.

Wang Yunsheng came behind them and put three talisman grids on their backs. The aliens had no reaction and continued to walk towards the door.

"I have put positioning symbols on them, which can lock their positions." Wang Yunsheng said.

"Well, let's do it." Qiao Qingyue nodded.

Wang Yunsheng and An Hongti went to deal with the Bandaged Ghost and the Black Mist Ghost, while Shen Yuan and Qiao Qingyue worked together to deal with the Book Mountain Ghost.

Half an incense stick later.

The talisman in Qiao Qingyue's hand ignited, indicating that both sides were ready. She looked at Shen Yuan and said, "Go in."

"Well." Shen Yuan strode into the library.

A ghostly charm appeared like a gloomy wind, and the ghost in black clothes appeared, but it seemed that something was missing from its chest, and its empty eyes revealed a strong resentment.

The bookshelves in the library trembled wildly, and books flew out one by one. The stacked books were like a mountain of books, suddenly appearing above Shen Yuan's head.

As soon as they met, the Book Mountain Ghost launched a terrifying attack, which was unavoidable!

Shen Yuan was not going to fight hard this time. He took out the soul candle and lit it, and the red flames enveloped him.

The next moment.

The soul candle immediately burst into flames, like pouring a basin of cold water into boiling oil, and the red flames expanded rapidly.

The whole soul candle was burning at an extremely fast speed at this moment. In just three breaths, less than 20% of it was left.

"What a horrible attack." Shen Yuan looked solemn. This attack was far more horrible than the last one. I'm afraid that the scorching sun shield would be broken in an instant, and the remaining power would have to be borne by himself.

It was very stupid to use the flesh to resist the attack of the aliens. Not only would it lose source blood, but there would also be various negative effects on the body.

Apart from anything else, the weight of this mountain of books alone was almost the same as a small mountain.

"Woo woo..."

Qiao Qingyue held the flute in her hand, her face was indifferent, and the music sounded like weeping and complaining, as if it was crying out from the mouth of a resentful ghost. The rich ghost rhyme intertwined into notes, like a bunch of fierce soldiers, falling on the mountain of books.

The figure in front of him was just a carrier of the aliens. The real alien ghost of the mountain of books was the pile of books on Shen Yuan's head.

The stacked books were quickly reduced and shrunk, and the papers flew everywhere, leaving only a dark brown book.

Shen Yuan's pressure suddenly dropped, and he opened his five fingers and grabbed the Book Mountain Ghost.

However, the Book Mountain Ghost was obviously not that easy to deal with, and this was its home ground. Shen Yuan's palm was like catching the moon in a well. He could clearly see the appearance of the Book Mountain Ghost, but he couldn't really touch it.

The two people's faces changed slightly.

Buzz...

The torn papers flew, and in the terrifying ghost rhyme, they were restored to books, gathered again, and seemed to be brewing the next attack.

"Ah ah!!"

The weeping music suddenly became sharp, and cold sound waves surged from the flute.

"How to touch the Book Mountain Ghost?" Shen Yuan frowned slightly, thinking constantly in his heart.

If they can't touch the body, they can't seal it. Their plan only has one chance. If one of the three parties succeeds, it will attract the attention of the headmaster, the White Walker. The other two parties must give up and evacuate no matter what.

"Will the White Walker's body be on the bookshelf?" He looked at the bookshelf. The books on the bookshelf were obviously all taken by the White Walker, but now they are back to their original state and full.

Doubts arose, and Shen Yuan raised his hand and slapped it with a palm without hesitation.

Boom!

The palm print condensed by the true energy brought a violent explosion, crushing rows of bookshelves along the way.

Wood chips exploded, cracks appeared on the floor, violent airflow rushed in all directions, glass shattered, and the whole library was shaken violently.

Shen Yuan used all his strength to stimulate his spirit and sense the White Walker's body, but the feedback showed that he had destroyed only some ordinary books. The White Walker's body was the dark brown book on his head.

"But why can't I touch it? Is there something missing?" Shen Yuan felt anxious.

His rough action caused the Book Mountain Ghost to riot, and Qiao Qingyue's pressure doubled, and she couldn't suppress it.

"Library? Books? Could it be..." Shen Yuan's eyes shot out a brilliant light, put on the clothes he had taken off the ghost, put on the nameplate, and grabbed the Book Mountain Ghost again.

This time he didn't miss again. Shen Yuan grabbed the ghost's body in his hand, and the cold breath rushed into his body, and there was also a thick source of chaos.

The Book Mountain Ghost kept struggling and bursting with ghost charm.

A sharp light flashed across Shen Yuan's face, and his palm was like a knife, and he used a "small Yang slash" on the Book Mountain Ghost.

Swish, swish, swish!

The book made a rapid sound of turning pages, and there was a faint scream.

The deep music was like running water, entwined on the book, and the Book Mountain Ghost was suppressed and could not turn over.

Shen Yuan took out the body bag, but did not immediately lock the Book Mountain Ghost in. He was waiting, waiting for Wang Yunsheng and An Hongti.

After attacking the Ghost, if it does not exceed thirty breaths, wait for the other two parties. If the time is up, if it succeeds, seal it immediately, if it fails, leave the battle and escape from the ghost domain!

Qiao Qingyue took out the talisman given by Wang Yunsheng and lit it.

"Let's go, let's go to the gate first." Shen Yuan whispered.

"Okay." Qiao Qingyue grabbed Jiang Heqin and rushed to the door.

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"Just right, I'm done here too." Wang Yunsheng smiled slightly, made a seal with both hands, and slapped a talisman hard on the head of the Key Ghost.

As the Key Ghost froze in place, the keys in the air also fell, decayed, and disappeared.

He took the key ghost and jumped down from the sixth floor, his figure was as fast as lightning.

"Huh?" Wang Yunsheng frowned slightly. Compared with the key ghost, the bandage ghost was obviously more terrifying. The girls' dormitory 604 was on fire, and An Hongti was obviously in a state of anxiety.

However, as a dazzling red light flashed, the fire was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.