After poaching more than a dozen people, he still couldn't find a spiritual stone. Seeing that the dean was catching up with him, Doug had to stop. He grabbed half of the dean's arm and threatened him leisurely.

Dozens of brocade-robed monks from the monastery surrounded Du Ge. They watched Du Ge breaking the fingers of their own dean, and they hesitated and did not dare to rush forward.

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There were more than a dozen ragged guys glaring at Du Ge, but there was a hint of fear in their eyes. They were all in the Foundation Establishment Stage and were stripped naked by Du Ge in an instant. It was too easy for Wang Chong to kill them.

The most important thing is, how did this guy take off the dean’s arm?

Mid-air.

The dean had a gloomy face, looking for an opportunity to take down Doug and save his arm at the same time. If it was an ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage warrior, his two sword energies would surely cut off Doug's arm, and the opponent would have no time to react.

But now, he didn't dare to gamble.

Wang Chong below was almost as fast as him.

Wang Chong's skills are all in his hands. Once his arms are destroyed, even if he learns his skills, their effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

"It is indeed an evil spirit that has taken over the body." The dean did not want to expose his selfishness. He stared at Doug below and said in a deep voice, "It is the duty of the academy to kill the person who has taken over the body. Sacrificing half an arm is nothing to worry about!"

"The dean is indeed upright." Doug suddenly stretched out his foot and stepped on the thumb that he had thrown on the ground, and said with a smile, "Then I'm sure the dean won't mind if I crush this finger."

"Stop!" The dean's face suddenly changed.

"You should say lift your foot." Doug smiled, took his foot away, and showed his thumb. "Don't worry, it's fine!"

"Give my arm back to me and I'll let you go." The dean took a deep breath and said.

"Are you kidding me? I'm in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and you're in the Golden Core Stage. I started running, but you caught up with me and chopped me to pieces. Who can I complain to?" Du Ge rolled his eyes at him, showing no sincerity at all.

"What do you want?" asked the dean.

"Give me a few dozen spirit stones so that I can break through to the Golden Core stage. You can fly, and so can I. Then, I will return my arm to you, and we can each accept our fate. How about that?" Doug said.

"How can I trust you?" asked the dean.

"Dean, you don't believe me, and I don't believe you either. Why don't you come down and have a good talk?" Doug looked up at the sky. "To be honest, I'm really annoyed by your condescending attitude, and once I'm annoyed..."

Click!

Another finger was broken off by Doug and thrown to the ground.

The monks in the monastery were in an uproar.

The dean's pupils suddenly shrank: "Wang Chong, do you know what you are doing? If you destroy my arm, I will fight you to the death."

Doug had already placed his hand on his middle finger and said with a smile: "Come down and talk!"

The dean took a deep breath, dropped his flying sword, stood opposite Doug, and looked at the arm with two fingers missing with murderous eyes. He never thought that one day, he would be helpless facing a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator.

"Come here, let me touch it." Doug looked at the dean, smiled and raised his eyebrows at him.

Wow! All the monks in the monastery were stunned on the spot, and their eyes suddenly became strange when they looked at Douger.

"Wang Chong, don't go too far." The dean's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, "Don't you want spiritual stones? I can give you spiritual stones, but the premise is that you must give me your arm. Otherwise, I will kill you here even if I have to give up my arm."

"I know you can beat me to death. But, Dean, you lost half of your arm, but you didn't get anything. You just beat me to death. Are you willing to accept that?" Doug looked at the dean, shook his head, and said, "Don't you feel it's a loss?"

“…” The dean held his breath.

“Most people in the Supervisory Institute don’t know about Tianlan Valley yet!” Duger sighed, “Since you tricked me here from the Seven Stars Sect, I guess you must have silenced the people in Tianlan Valley…”

Xu Heming, who was being pressed down by the monk in brocade robes, was shocked and looked towards the dean with a hint of horror in his eyes.

The dean frowned and said, "Shut up and stop trying to sow discord. I am not as dirty as you think."

"Really? Then you are as kind as me, we are the same kind of people!" Doug laughed, "If the people of Tianlan Valley are alive, what happened in the valley will spread sooner or later. You beat me to death in the training hall. What do you think will happen after the news of the valley spreads?"

The dean looked at Doug with a changing expression.

"Shut up." The dean shouted again.

Listening to the two people's enigmatic conversation, the monks of the monastery looked confused. They didn't know what was going on, but they had a vague feeling that their dean seemed to be controlled by the other party.

"Wang Chong, your junior brothers and sisters are in my hands. Return your arms to the dean, otherwise I will kill them." The monk in brocade clothes put his knife on the neck of the seventh junior brother, and the other monk put his knife on the neck of the youngest junior sister.

"Senior brother, save me." The seventh junior brother said in panic.

"Brother, don't worry about us. Seventh Junior Brother has betrayed us." The younger Junior Sister shouted, "Run, the farther the better..."

When Douge saw the captured Seventh Junior Brother and Junior Sister, he was stunned for a moment, frowned, and then turned his eyes away from them, shook his head and laughed: "You are an idiot, I have already said that I am a body possessor, and I am not familiar with them. Are you threatening me with them?"

The dean keenly caught the change in Doug's expression. He flashed and came to the side of the little junior sister. He stretched out his hand to pinch her neck and said with a smile: "Wang Chong, in Tianlan Valley, I heard that you protected your little junior brother in every possible way. Before, I didn't want to believe it, but now, I believe it. Give me your arms back, and I will spare their lives."

"Third senior brother, don't worry about me... Woo!" The younger sister spoke righteously, but before she could finish her words, the dean grabbed her neck and she struggled and whimpered, unable to speak.

"I told you I am taking over someone else's body." Doug didn't even look at the little junior sister he caught. He glanced at his seventh junior brother and seemed to be relieved.

"It turned out to be him." The dean smiled, threw the little junior sister aside, and then grabbed the little junior brother's neck, "I didn't realize that your hobby is so different..."

Halfway through his words, the seventh junior brother stretched out his hand, ignoring his own neck, and raised it as quickly as possible to cover the dean's eyes: "Senior Brother..."

A figure flashed by.

The dean was stunned as his vision was blocked. The next moment, his hand loosened and he lost the sense of his only remaining hand.

He knew something was wrong, so he used his spiritual power to throw his Seventh Junior Brother away and leaped up. But before he could jump up, he felt his body being tightly clamped, and the spiritual power in his body was rapidly leaking out.

But it was Doug who locked himself tightly to him in a very clinging way.

The dean reacted quickly, using his spiritual power to control the flying sword and slashing at Doug's palm which was pressed against his.

At the same time, surging spiritual power burst out of his body and hit Doug who was entangled with him.

Accompanied by a dull sound, there was a sound of bones breaking from Doug's body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately.

The flying sword arrived in an instant.

Doug quickly moved his hand away to avoid the flying sword.

He slashed again, dodged again! But no matter how badly his body was injured, he always kept one hand on the dean.

As Doug's hand kept leaving the dean's body to avoid the flying sword, the dean's neat clothes were all thrown away by him.

Everyone around was stunned.

"Dean, if you pick it again, it's your head." Doug's voice sounded in the dean's ears at the right time.

The flying sword suddenly stopped and landed on Douger's back.

Feeling the rapid loss of spiritual power in his body, the dean's expression was distorted and he struggled: "Kill me, and you will no longer have a place in Yan State."

"Let go of the dean, or I will kill him." The monk in brocade clothes once again put his knife on the neck of the seventh junior brother. He was deceived by the seventh junior brother and was now burning with anger. He wished he could cut the seriously injured and unconscious seventh junior brother in half with a single knife.

"Just now it was an arm, but now the entire dean is in my hands. Whose hostage do you think is more valuable?" Doug glanced at him sideways and said disapprovingly.

"Let him go." The dean glared at his subordinate angrily and called him an idiot in his heart. If it weren't for his self-indulgent behavior, he wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

The monk in brocade robes moved his sword away awkwardly.

The young junior sister stared blankly at the unconscious seventh junior brother, tears streaming down her face, unable to utter a word.

She hated herself for being so stupid that she didn't realize that it was Seventh Junior Brother's plan?

Obviously, the dean caught her first, why didn't she think of giving Third Senior Brother a chance...

As a large amount of spiritual power was infused into the Dean's meridians, Du Ge felt that a golden elixir in his Dantian gradually took shape from virtual to real. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh. It worked! It was worth it for him to cultivate his junior brother! (End of this chapter)