Shutong continued sealing the Dragon Breath, and by the ti the third Dragon Breath was sealed, everyone felt that it was finally accomplished.
It was amazing to refine three at once.
What kind of power would a weapon with dragon’s essence wield?
Only a day had passed, and their strength was indeed unparalleled.
The professors had thousands of words in their hearts, yet not one spoke; each had learned to secretly criticize inwardly.
But why hadn’t Shutong stood up yet?
At this mont, Shutong took out a large amount of crystal stones again, and this ti, she began to arrange them in patterns on the ground.
Shutong, who was arranging top-grade crystal stones, made everyone realize, she wasn’t done yet!
It wasn’t over yet? What could possibly be next??
If dragon essence was used, what else could they do?
After arranging everything, Shutong sat down at a specific position, and the three pieces of shell containing Dragon Breath moved.
Originally aligned horizontally, the three pieces of shell now aligned vertically.
The next second, the three shells were rapidly enveloped in black flas and refined again.
This fire burned differently from before; it burned fiercely, scorching hot.
The surrounding crystal stones continuously shrank, and whenever one was about to burn out, Shutong imdiately replaced it with a new one.
Thus, the crystal stones endlessly supplied energy, and the flas kept burning until the afternoon, evening, and into the early morning.
At dawn, Shutong finally stopped replacing the crystal stones.
The professors watching from outside had beco numb. Were these just crystal stones burning?
No, one wouldn’t even dare to burn firesticks like this, or perhaps, they wouldn’t dare to burn even paper so excessively?
However, after this single refinent, Shutong’s stock of top-grade crystal stones was indeed low.
Of course, here it refers to the top-grade crystal stones; there were still plenty of other grades.
When all the crystal stones on the ground had burned out, the fire in the middle gradually diminished, and finally, everyone could see what was inside.
"One?"
A professor couldn’t help but speak out, yet these two words represented everyone’s thoughts.
How had it co down to just one shell?
Had three turned into one?
"It’s not one, it’s three, stacked on top of each other," Zhou Zhen, Professor Zhou, said, prompting everyone to look more closely.
Indeed, there were three.
The piece of shell in front of them had beco smaller, but the thickness had increased a bit, and the patterns of the three layers of shell were still visible.
They could stack them?
But even if they could achieve this technique, they lacked the strong crystal stone foundation to support it; the resources consud in this refinent were beyond their imagination.
"Boom, boom——"
"Boom, boom——"
Deafening thunder roared; Shutong’s pupils contracted as lightning suddenly erged.
She quickly grabbed the shell and dashed towards the nearest door, and in the blink of an eye, the refining room was empty.
The principal and Professor Zhou reacted the fastest.
"Get out!"
"Move fast!"
A swarm of people, a group that should have been the most cultivated professors, rushed out one after another.
It wasn’t the fear of death, but fear of missing out on why.
Why the thunder?
Was this the final step?
Run! Charge!
For that final step, they must charge.
If they missed seeing the last step of refinent, they wouldn’t be content even in death.
All the people had left the refining room by then, and many were already outside, including the academy’s Guard Team.
It wasn’t that they hadn’t seen lightning before, but they had never seen lightning like this, which seed to deliberately target one person.
At that mont, Nian Shutong, wearing her shell, was running swiftly while contacting Fu Yunhe.
"Hello———"
"At school, just ca out."
"Okay!"
The mont the thunder sounded, Fu Yunhe had already dashed out of his apartnt, as he knew this kind of thunder sound could only be attracted by Nian Shutong.
By then, Nian Shutong had reached an open field and yelled out, "Don’t co near!"
"Don’t co close to her, everyone step back."
The principal appeared just in ti to maintain order.
The principal’s words were effective, and everyone began stepping back, slowly distancing themselves further and further.
Above Nian Shutong’s head, there was a mass of pitch-black clouds that were visible in the night sky.
The clouds were roiling with lightning and thunder, contributing to all the noise.
At that mont, from the retreating crowd, a figure dashed out at a lightning-fast speed.
The principal wanted to stop him, but paused when he recognized who it was.
Fu Yunhe.
He knew Fu Yunhe’s capabilities, as well as the secretive relationship between Fu Yunhe and Nian Shutong.
Originally, Fu Yunhe’s information had been sealed after he entered the military academy, known only to a few, and those few kept it secret.
Watching Fu Yunhe approach with Instantaneous Movent, Nian Shutong tossed the shell in her palm straight at him.
"Go find him!"
As Nian Shutong threw the shell, she also shouted at the Thunder Cloud, which then really started moving.
The Thunder Cloud moved directly above Fu Yunhe’s head.
"Struggle through it, if you get hurt, Yangyang will heal."
"Bind this piece of shell with spiritual power, this is my gift to you."
Nian Shutong’s words were imdiately understood by Fu Yunhe.
Before leaving Blue Star, he had already bound an Inner Armor with the help of Nian Shutong, so he knew exactly what to do.
As for seeking Yangyang for healing, it ant that Nian Shutong was not yet ready to reveal their relationship.
That was fine too; he was willing to wait until he beca a Commander to proudly announce to everyone that Nian Shutong was his wife.
Everything was accomplished in a breath.
Everyone saw Nian Shutong throw sothing to Fu Yunhe and then the Thunder Cloud moved above his head.
Imdiately, without any ti to react, the Thunder Cloud could no longer restrain itself, and the Heavenly Tribulation arrived.
"Crack-crackle———"
"Boom————————"
Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a lightning bolt as thick as an arm struck down from the sky, seemingly piercing through Fu Yunhe’s head.
"My God———"
"Fu Yunhe!"
"It’s over!"
Several teachers couldn’t help moving forward, but the principal stopped them.
"Principal, he’s our most potential student."
"Principal———-"
"What are you shouting for?" the principal asked calmly while holding everyone back, "Are you SSS-level?"
Huh?
No.
Several teachers silently bowed their heads and backed up several steps.
The sha of having a student too powerful for the teachers to face was evident.
At that mont, Fu Yunhe was not as badly off as everyone imagined; in fact, during this strike of lightning, he even gained so insights.
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