Summit of the Old Gods

People really do change.

Over the past two years, the homeroom teacher Li Yanzhu had tirelessly advised her students to stay true to themselves.

Especially for teenagers around seventeen or eighteen years old, once you step out of the ordinary and become a follower of the divine...

The superhuman physical capabilities, unique Divine Techniques, and the protection from powerful deities can easily throw one's mentality out of balance!

Or should it be called revealing one's true nature?

"Ah!"

"Be careful!" The students were all shocked by the sudden turn of events.

What Lu Ran did next made everyone realize he was far from done with just one strike!

As Lu Ran swung the chair, he didn't pause at all but directly charged forward.

Kou Yingquan's seat was two rows diagonally behind from Lu Ran, not too far away.

Lu Ran stepped forward with his left foot, stepping into the aisle, and his right leg was already lifting at the knee.

He aimed at Kou Yingquan and delivered a flying knee right at him!

Fierce, ruthless!

"Motherfucker..." Kou Yingquan's face looked extremely terrible as he shoved away the broken chair, the crashing sounds of desks and chairs echoing endlessly.

But just as he cleared the chair, a ruthless flying knee was already coming right at him!

"What the fuck?"

"Holy shit!" The classroom erupted into chaos, with cries of shock following one after another.

Lu Ran's flying knee was precise and brutal, striking straight at Kou Yingquan's face!

There was a dull "thud."

The flying knee hit Kou Yingquan's arm, which he used to block, and then smashed into his mouth along with his wrist.

"Crash!"

Amidst a chaotic noise, Kou Yingquan flipped over backward, with both him and the chair being slammed to the ground.

The scene stunned everyone!

"Oh my god!"

"This...this this this?"

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Amidst the cries, Lu Ran, kneeling on the ground, raised his fist at Kou Yingquan.

"Thud! Thud! Thud..."

Punch after punch, he struck the other's jaw!

Looking for trouble, right?

A motormouth, right?

Third-class God·Prisoner Demon follower, think you're tough, right?

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a surge of energy welled up.

"Get lost!" Kou Yingquan's body shimmered with an ethereal robe, the tail of which flicked and directly flipped Lu Ran over.

Prisoner Demon Divine Technique·Blood Robe!

In the back row of the classroom, a tall, heroic-looking young man immediately stood up.

Deng Yutang moved sideways in a step, standing in the aisle, staring intently at the flying Lu Ran.

Lu Ran, 177 cm tall and weighing 66 kg, wasn't exactly robust, but he was far from frail.

Facing such a human cannonball, Deng Yutang was far from flustered and decisively moved forward to meet him.

He supported Lu Ran's back with one hand and wrapped the other around his waist, then skillfully dissipated the force, retreating several steps with Lu Ran.

Lu Ran, who should have smashed into the desk, was instead led off course, stumbling and standing in the aisle.

"I fucking gave you face!" Kou Yingquan got up, looking extremely ugly.

As a follower of the Prisoner Demon, being pinned to the ground and beaten by a young lamb in front of the whole class was a humiliation beyond words!

"Little lamb, you tired of living!" Kou Yingquan, unable to suppress his rage, charged at Lu Ran.

"Stop! Stop fighting!" At the front of the classroom, Jiang Ruyi quickly intervened, grabbing Kou Yingquan.

It was clear that Kou Yingquan was truly enraged, as he continued to advance step by step despite the class leader's efforts to hold him back.

"Thanks." Lu Ran suddenly turned his head, glancing back with the corner of his eye.

Deng Yutang: ???

Compared to thanking me, shouldn't you be more worried about Kou Yingquan charging at you with full force?

At such a critical moment, you still find the time to express gratitude?

Hmm...classy!

The next moment, Lu Ran grabbed Deng Yutang's chair.

Seeing this, Deng Yutang revealed a slightly strange smile.

So, this "thanks" wasn't for catching you but for providing the chair?

Meanwhile, amidst the chaotic classroom, voices erupted:

"Are you crazy, Lu Ran! Still want to fight?"

"Don't fall for it, Kou Yingquan is itching for you to fight him..."

"Run, man, he's a follower of the Prisoner Demon and even learned the Divine Technique·Blood Robe, you can't break his defense!"

"I'm seriously laughing here, if Lu Ran isn't crushed by the Blood Robe, that'll be good enough!"

Though the classmates were all talking at once, aside from class leader Jiang, nobody dared to stop the infuriated Kou Yingquan.

Yet facing the powerful Kou Yingquan, Lu Ran didn't show the slightest intention of backing down!

He gripped the chair, advancing instead of retreating.

"Oh?" Deng Yutang watched Lu Ran's resolute silhouette and was impressed.

You've really got guts?!

Knowing it's impossible, yet you still dare to charge?

Meeting on a narrow path—it's really thrilling!

Tsk tsk, love it...ah my god!

Deng Yutang, looking bewildered, suddenly realized something:

Lu Ran seems to be charging at Kou Yingquan, but is he actually making a beeline for me?

"I was wrong!" Lu Ran suddenly shouted, confusing everyone.

Immortal Sheep Divine Technique·Voice of Compassion!

Just now at the podium, you wanted me to beg for mercy, right?

Fine,

I'll oblige you!

"I was wrong, don't hit me, I know I was wrong!" Lu Ran cried out loudly, his voice tinged with sobs.

Everyone: "..."

Under the assumption that all students were novices, the basic Divine Technique of the Immortal Sheep faction was still effective.

Especially since the classmates were preconditioned, the effect was even more pronounced.

After all, Kou Yingquan was a follower of the Third-class God·Prisoner Demon, and he possessed the extremely effective Divine Technique·Blood Robe.

And Lu Ran?

He was a follower of the Nine-class God·Immortal Sheep, his techniques even used for crying and pleading for mercy.

Plus, with Kou Yingquan's tall, imposing appearance, coming at Lu Ran as if to devour him alive.

It was clear who was stronger and who was weaker!

Humans,

all have a bit of compassion in their hearts.