Chapter 181: The Identity of the Mysterious Man III
Everyone was even more surprised to see this. They really didn't expect that the mysterious man in front of them would be invincible when facing the dean and were at ease. Who would such a strong man be? Everyone couldn't help but guess.
“Huhuhu~”
Several more figures shot up quickly, and came to the dean and looked at the man in front of him in confusion, asking in confusion: "Who is this? I don't want to be from our empire." An old man asked with a puzzled look. The old man's name was Long Guang, the fifth elder of Shura Academy. He had half his strength and stepped into King Wu, and it was only an opportunity to break through.
"I don't know, and I know that it was my real name that was infiltrated into the academy. This person's strength was unfathomable. I immediately evacuated the students and notified the Imperial Guards." Long Tian said with a gloomy face. Although the Jiuyuan Martial King was only two yuan different from him, the Martial King was not a martial artist. The higher the level, the greater the level, the farther the difference was, the farther away.
The fifth elder nodded when he heard this, turned around and looked at the hundreds of colleges and shouted: "So all people leave here and take the injured students to the infirmary."
Hundreds of people retreated one after another when they heard this. Fortunately, there were no casualties here, and the injuries suffered by everyone were basically the same, just like a mysterious man deliberately.
"The last time someone came to capture Han Mo, and this time there was another expert coming. I wonder who you are? What is Han Mo's identity?" Long Tian hesitated and asked.
The man curled his lips and said, "This kid is the one we asked for by our Pavilion Master. I must take it back. I advise you not to stop it, otherwise it will be your Shura Academy who suffers."
Listening to the man's big talk, the fifth elder and other powerful people from Shura Academy looked at the man with anger. In the Jialan Empire, no force dared to talk to Shura Academy.
Long Tian didn't care about the man's words. The most he was angry now was that the man injured Long Kui and Long Kong. As for Han Mo, Long Tian was not that stupid for offending an unknown force for a junior with good talent.
Long Tian frowned and turned to say, "Actually, if you have something to say, just break into my Shura Academy and take action against the students in this way. If you don't explain this, how can I let you go?"
Feeling that Long Tian seemed to change his attention, the man smiled indifferently and said, "My name is Mu Nantian. This time I came here just for this kid. I have no intention of making enemies with your court. If it is convenient, please cooperate with your court."
"Just, how can you take my Shura Academy away at will?" Before Long Tian could speak, a man in his thirty years old said viciously. This was the captain of the Shura Academy's guard army. He had entered the realm of King Wu a month ago and had a high prestige in the Jialan Empire.
Long Tian was stunned when he heard this and cursed Zhutou in his heart, "What can you do at this time?" But the captain of the guard team has already made Long Tian unable to do anything. If Mu Nantian takes Han Mo at this time, he will be incompetent as the dean.
He sighed helplessly and nodded, "Captain Liu said it well. Since Han Mo has come to my Shura Academy, our college has the obligation to protect him. It would be a bit bad for you to take it away like this."
"Not good? What's wrong with you? You're polite, just don't want to bother you. Don't toast or eat the punishment." Mu Nantian's expression suddenly changed and said with extreme disdain.
"Looking for death." The powerful men from Shura Academy were stunned when they heard this, and then rushed up one after another. There was no difference between insulting Shura Academy and slapping them in the face. They could not tolerate such shame.
"Be careful." Long Tian saw that the people were so uneasy, and he rushed forward without any hesitation. Mu Nantian's strength had reached the Nine Yuan Martial King. He knew in his heart that even if the six of them went together, they might not have any chance of winning. Now they can only wait for the unintentional old man die in the academy to come.
In addition to Long Tian, there are three powerful martial kings. The strongest one is the five-yuan primary level, and the weakest one is the eight-yuan spiritual master. Such a lineup is indeed very strong if placed outside, but it is nothing in front of the powerful nine-yuan martial artist.
With the joint efforts of the five people, they would be at a disadvantage. If Long Tian had not supported him, the five people would have been defeated long ago.
"Han Mo, is it okay?" At this time, the mysterious man frowned in Han Mo's sea of consciousness.
Just as the mysterious man's voice fell, Han Mo's spiritual sense slowly appeared in the sea of consciousness, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the mysterious man in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief: "Senior, it's you, I thought I was dead."
"Who is outside? I've just been in seclusion for a while and you've found someone to be the strongest man of King Wu? I really admire you." The mysterious man said with a gloomy face. Han Mo's life is not only his own, but also their common ones, because Han Mo can't live even if he dies.
Han Mo sighed and shook his head and said, "I don't know either. It seems to be coming for my teacher. I don't know what strength the teacher offended. A strong man from Wu King came to the door."
"Hmph, your teacher really dares to do anything." The mysterious man smiled and said with a faint smile when he heard this.
"What does it mean?" Han Mo didn't understand the meaning of the mysterious man, as if the mysterious man knew something hidden, so hesitated and asked: "Do you know the identity of the powerful Martial King?"
The mysterious man looked at Han Mo indifferently, and then asked leisurely after a while: "Do you really want to know?"
"Of course." Han Mo nodded with certainty.
Seeing Han Mo want to know so much, the mysterious man nodded and stared at the empty space, as if he was thinking about something. He spoke for a long time: "Before I died, there was a force on the mainland. Although I didn't know if that force still existed for so many years, that force was already very powerful in the era when I existed. I had investigated in depth for this matter, but the results were all very strange."
"Strange? What does it mean? Are you talking about that black fighting spirit?" Han Mo asked in confusion.
"I don't know, it's too long, I forgot." The mysterious man responded faintly.
Han Mo almost broke the air when he heard this, patted his chest and looked at the mysterious man with contempt, "What are you? Leave half of it, deliberately suffocating people."
"I didn't lie to you. The era when I survived was too far away from the present, and it was not something you could trace back. As for whether the Martial King was left with the remaining strength, I don't know, but what is certain is that this force cannot be provoked." The mysterious man, who has always been strong, actually had a hint of fear in his eyes when he talked about that force, but the mysterious man's face was always covered by black fog, and Han Mo couldn't see it.
"What's the name of that force in your time of survival?" Han Mo was still a little curious and hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively.
When the mysterious man heard this, he turned around and glanced at Han Mo, and sighed for a while: "It seems to be called Heiyumen, a protruding force, specializing in the task of assassinating people."