Chapter 51 Decision

His clothes were tattered, and his body was covered with wounds. When He Jingtong stood up by holding up the famous nine passes, he felt a strange sensation from the wounds being pulled. After the pain was blocked by the system, only the indescribable weirdness remained.

He Jingtong looked up at Lu Xijun and Tan Dong who were restraining the alien spirits at this time.

In addition, Jing Yunsong was also constantly fighting against Fu Zexun. Even without the stick as a weapon, Fu Zexun, who was his opponent, was not in a better situation.

The sword in Fu Zexun's hand had already been broken.

After all, they were all unarmed, and for a moment, the two men of equal ability started fighting.

Not long after, Cui Tong, who had gone up the mountain to rescue the students, and the teachers from the rival school returned together.

There are three team leaders from the rival school, corresponding to Cui Tong, Jing Yunsong and Tan Dong.

With the addition of Lu Xijun who came as a supporter, a perfect team of seven teachers was formed at this time.

He Jingtong looked in the direction of Fu Zexun. From time to time, he could still hear his provocative words against Jing Yunsong.

"He knows that I am not the real me, but he still looks like he wants to fight me. He is really a brainless person."

Jing Yunsong didn't care about this comment. He quickly punched Fu Zexun in the face and said, "You better look at the way you say such things. To belittle others with words... When did you become this kind of person?"

Fu Zexun was stunned by what he said, and then his face was full of indifference: "As long as the ultimate goal can be achieved, it will be fine."

Fu Zexun also expressed his double meaning...

So what if he created a large number of artificial spirits? In order to make his team stronger, he had tried more than once to make those naturally occurring spirits something that he could control and dominate.

As for the spirits whose experiments failed, they, of course, died just like the humans whose experiments failed before.

Whether what they did was extremely evil is beyond our power to discuss.

To conclude, since Fu Zexun was expelled from the academy and wanted, in the nearly one month that has passed, compared with the casualties caused by the supernatural incidents last month, even if the loss of life caused by Fu Zexun's human experiments is added, the year-on-year data still shows a clear downward trend.

Of course, Fu Zexun does not need to judge what he does in terms of right or wrong.

Since he chose to embark on this path, he will never look back and will only move forward.

"Forget it." Fu Zexun made an expression that he was too lazy to continue chatting with Jing Yunsong, "I don't want to play with you anymore."

Having said that, he waved his hand, and several alien spirits immediately gave up their siege on the students and rushed towards Jing Yunsong together.

What to do?

He Jingtong also asked himself this question.

Measurement is not only a means for adults to stabilize their emotions, but is also used by He Jingtong to distinguish the difference between himself and the protagonist of the comic.

The prophecy let He Jingtong know that Fu Zexun wanted to create an S-level spirit.

And accordingly, problems arise.

Only when forced into a desperate situation will the alien spirits try to merge.

To put it another way, as long as you don't act as if you want to kill them, it will be impossible to create an S-level spirit.

But if we don’t kill those evil spirits, how can we guarantee the safety of the students?

Asking one of the teachers to take no action and just sit on the sidelines?

Fu Zexun went through so much trouble just to get seven teachers to appear in the same place at the same time.

Based on the so-called "tolerance for error", he released 42 humanoid spirits. Assuming that all of them were to be fought by teachers, then each teacher would have to face at least six A-level spirits.

Judging from Cui Tong's previous combat power, those who can become teachers have their own strengths. Even if a relatively young teacher cannot surpass Cui Tong in all aspects of strength, he should still be far behind him.

In this situation, all we need to do is let each teacher be besieged by three alien spirits, and let the remaining humanoid alien spirits harass the students. The current situation will inevitably force the teachers to use all their strength, and directly send the alien spirits to the brink of death.

Even if the explosive power of some teachers is so high that the aliens are completely wiped out before they even feel the crisis of the end of their lives, it doesn't matter.

Because Fu Zexun prepared six groups of experimental subjects.

Teachers cannot be asked not to kill the evil spirits. The more evil spirits there are alive, the more dangerous the students will be.

We can't let all the teachers kill the aliens, because if seven A-level aliens face the threat of death at the same time, it will force them to combine and evolve towards the true natural disaster level.

Tell everyone loudly what Fu Zexun's purpose is, and then kick the problem like a ball to the seven teachers?

He Jingtong still couldn't do it.

As long as he is still the protagonist of the hot-blooded youth comic.

So when faced with this kind of problem, he is destined to keep the problem to himself.

The time gate passed while he was thinking, and the battle had already progressed to a white-hot stage without him noticing.

Reality is just like what He Jingtong was thinking, happening in exactly the same way.

When Tan Dong, Lu Xijun, and the three teachers from the rival school, who wanted to protect their own students, released soul force fields of different colors at different locations, He Jingtong knew it.

"...We must make a decision." He Jingtong glanced at Fu Zexun from the corner of his eye. At this moment, the man seemed like a complete bystander. Chaos flashed around him. Through the crowd and the figures of the strange spirits, Fu Zexun's gaze was always on He Jingtong.

That gaze was no longer scorching, but like a bottomless pool of water, with whirlpools brewing in the depths.

Sherlock Holmes' famous quote: "When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however bizarre, must be the fact. Or it may be that several explanations remain, and if so, these must be tested again and again until only one remains for which there is sufficient evidence to support it."

When all the connections I once had were pulled apart and destroyed;

When the people who used to be familiar with him became prisoners who could no longer contact Fu Zexun;

When the students who could have been used to obtain intelligence became abandoned by Fu Zexun in the eyes of everyone;

Due to the bar owner's fear of death and greed, there is no possibility that the wanted list will be interfered with by others.

Even in the current black market, there is still a rumor that Fu Zexun took the initiative to harm the wanted criminal, but no one knows that the wanted criminal who could recreate past events was the one Fu Zexun found traces from another dead wanted criminal, and after tracking him again and again, he finally got him with great difficulty.

Assume that He Jingtong has all of He Yunian's connections;

Assume that He Jingtong has connections with his uncle who was taken away by the government and recruited into the national defense department when he was a child, and can use the connections under that system;

Suppose An Lai violated the rules and used the Internet to explore too many secret places in order to congratulate Jing Tong...

But no matter how many assumptions are made, they all overturn Yu He Jingtong's premise that there is no time gate.

He wants to become stronger, he wants to practice sword skills, and he wants to cultivate his soul power.

Homework, daily life, basic social interaction.

Fu Zexun sometimes even suspected that he was a pervert. Otherwise, how could he have made a table with every detail of He Jingtong's actions?

——After eliminating all the impossible, the remaining possibility, no matter how incredible it is, will only be a fact.

Fu Zexun looked at He Jingtong with a far-reaching gaze.

Around He Jingtong, various forces exploded one after another, the sound of bullets exploding, the screams of students, the roars of teachers, and the strange spirits like machines...

Chaos and gunfire formed the best symphony of the night.

Until in the air, traces of power like ripples on water, driven by alien spirits, echoed and reverberated continuously.

Tan Dong's attack is about to hit the core of the alien.

The Glock in Xijun's hand fired a bullet, which was only three meters away from the alien's chest.

Cui Tong's fist was only an arm's length away from the chest of the alien closest to him.

The teachers from the opposing school, dressed in white and silver uniforms, were either brandishing weapons or launching long-range attacks. One teacher, with his mouth slightly opened, ordered the spirit in front of him, saying indifferently, "Commit suicide."

As for Jing Yunsong, he was even more ruthless, and he grabbed the head of a strange spirit with his bare hands.

The tremors were getting stronger and stronger. The attacks that were originally about to kill the spirits drove those spirits on the brink of death crazy and violent.

I don’t want to die, ...!

——Then let’s merge into one.

Compared to the bright color of the spiritualist's power, the color of the power of the alien spirits always appears more polluted.

The spirits remained where they were, but their power rose into the air like tentacles.

When the seven forces converge, entangle, and twist, what ultimately forms is a darkness even uglier than tonight.

Fu Zexun thought of that question in his mind for the second time.

He Jingtong, what would you do?

"Pa——" was a heavy and dull sound.

Fu Zexun saw that the powerless He Jingtong walked towards Jing Yunsong before the power in the sky was completely integrated.

Then, to no one's surprise, He Jingtong reached out and knocked the man unconscious.

The man who was known as the best martial artist in the academy was knocked unconscious.

No one thought that He Jingtong would do such a thing!

But only if he does this kind of thing does it seem less outrageous.

After all, Jing Yunsong had been educating his students seriously for a long time. Even though He Jingtong did not have the title of disciple or master, his close combat habits were all learned from fighting with Jing Yunsong.

Jing Yunsong did not teach He Jingtong the systematic way of fighting, but he did teach He Jingtong how to escape in adversity and fight back in desperate situations.

When escaping, you always create trouble for those who are chasing you. When you are in a desperate situation, you must also be prepared to die if you fail.

Knock him out, knock Jing Yunsong out.

Let the alien spirit whose head he pinched believe that it can fight back, and believe that it does not need to forcibly merge with other alien spirits in the form of pure strength in exchange for that glimmer of hope.

This is the only way to do it, because among the seven people, Jing Yunsong is the one who seems the most unreasonable, but the most reasonable choice.

but……

This must be the most painful choice for He Jingtong.

A scene that had never been imagined appeared before their eyes. The split consciousness of Fu Zexun, which was originally separated to control the alien spirits in battle, also fell into a stagnant state. The sudden stop of the alien spirits surprised the students and teachers.

Some people rose up to fight back, while others took advantage of this stagnation to escape life-threatening dangers.

Only the six teachers except Jing Yunsong chose to stop and look in the direction of He Jingtong.

Their attack was about to kill the alien.

When the power of fusion was quietly stopped, the six alien spirits could only die with hatred.

Obviously, both reason and emotion were clamoring to help other students solve the crisis, but the reality was that no one chose to move.

They looked at He Jingtong and Jing Yunsong who had fallen in his arms, their eyes filled with foggy confusion, but then the confusion was filled with anger.

The alien spirit, Jing Yunsong, who originally thought he could resist, was in a tense state, but was inexplicably hit on the back of the neck. After he passed out, he counterattacked in ecstasy, just like a villain who had gained an advantage.

Congratulations to Jingtong...

Where would I get the strength to stop it?

All his strength was used to knock out the teacher who was standing in front of him to resist the evil spirit.

The dark red color like dried blood quickly condensed at the fingertips of the alien spirit and aimed at Jing Yunsong's head like a cannonball.

Fu Zexun watched this scene as if he was witnessing the most beautiful drama in the world and was reluctant to miss a single minute.

His widened pupils were full of anticipation.

Looking forward to He Jingtong blocking that attack.

"puff--

The red power exploded in He Jingtong's heart...

Everything is just like imagination, unfolding perfectly.

It was as if his broken soul was suddenly replenished, and a huge sense of satisfaction filled Fu Zexun's body.

Even though something called reason deep in his heart was clamoring that perhaps tomorrow he would be hunted down by countless old monsters hiding in the dark, Fu Zexun could still laugh uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, hahahaha! As expected, an artificial spiritual master! Fu Zexun seemed to have chewed the four words "artificial spiritual master" in his mouth countless times.

Before she knew it, her eyes were filled with crazy colors. She had been suppressed, and she told herself more than once that this action was just to push He Jingtong towards her...

But Fu Zexun still couldn't control himself.

I can't help wanting to get this, to get He Jingtong, a miracle truly created by human hands.

"Artificial Spirit Master.

Fu Zexun murmured He Jingtong's name and took off his glasses.

He held the glasses in his hand, raised them to his chest, and made a movement that no one could understand.

But in an instant, he clenched his entire glasses, grasped the frame of the glasses in his palms, and twisted them.

After the lens shattered, it stabbed deeply into his palm.

The blood flowed down the lines on the palm and fell onto the lapels.

Fu Zexun slowly calmed down, and the sound reached the ears of almost everyone present.

A man-made spiritual master with dual abilities.

Thunder and lightning should have become a characteristic of He Jingtong's power tendency that is engraved in people's hearts.

After all, that force is so strong.

But after ruling out all the impossibilities, Fu Zexun was able to restrain all his emotions, letting them run rampant in his eyes, but he just said lightly: "Ah, that's it.

No one knew what Fu Zexun was thinking, just like no one understood why He Jingtong suddenly knocked Jing Yunsong unconscious, but also blocked the fatal blow for him. !