Just as the mentors finished speaking, one of the students collapsed from the exhaustion and starting heaving heavy breaths.
It was primarily from mental exhaustion!
They had stayed tense the entire time, afterall, so these 10 minutes of rest were simply a lifesaver.
After everybody sat down against the wall, the people from Sunlight Academy standing in the back stood out.
“Everybody sit and don’t move.” After instructing his students, Honghui Academy’s mentor walked to the back of the procession.
Since everybody was sitting against the wall while tucking in their legs, this created some free room in the narrow corridor for Honghui Academy’s mentor to quickly get past them.
Qiao Mu sat beside Mo Lian quietly thinking about something with half-lidded eyes.
At the very back of the procession, Feng Tong, the missing student from Sunlight Academy who had reappeared, was choking his classmate Wang Haizhi like he had gone mad. A dim light flashed in his eyes as he looked indifferently at the other party. It was as if there was some irreconciliable hatred between them that made him want to choke Wang Haizhi to death on the spot.
He did not budge no matter how the other students attacked his back.
Although blood was already trickling from Feng Tong’s mouth and his body was getting injured, his strength seemed to have no limits as he squeezed Wang Haizhi’s neck. His hands were like two iron clamps as they secured his neck in a death grip, making Wang Haizhi’s eyes roll back from asphyxiation.
Honghui Academy’s teacher’s gaze sank when he saw this, and he quickly flung a yellow talisman onto Feng Tong.
*Screech!!* This short and piercing cry was petrifying in this dark and long corridor.
Qiao Mu returned to the present and suddenly took out a spiritual weapon dagger. She carved five tally marks on the wall behind her.
She then gravely turned to Sunlight Academy and looked from a distance at Feng Tong, who had been restrained on the ground with the mentors’ collective efforts.
The students’ faces were green as they watched Feng Tong, who was struggling underneath Honghui Academy’s mentor’s foot and screeching barbarically. They silently gulped down their saliva.
At this time, Wang Haizhi was finally able to breathe again. He clutched his chest with a ghastly pale complexion and coughed loudly.
“Haizhi, how are you?” The students from Sunlight Academy gathered around him worriedly.
Wang Haizhi smiled bitterly. The feeling of skirting past death’s door really was terrible.
He had thought that he was about to die when Feng Tong was choking him just now.
Because no matter how much mystic energy he accumulated to retaliate back, he was still unable to extricate himself.
Feng Tong’s strength was simply frightening, like it was an inviolable existence.
The head mentor of Sunlight Academy looked alarmingly at Feng Tong, whom Honghui Academy’s mentor restrained under his foot. “This mentor, what is the matter with my student. What happened?”
“He probably got possessed by a ghost spirit.” Honghui Academy’s mentor explained gravely. He stepped harder on the incessantly struggling and howling Feng Tong. “But my protective talisman is not enough to chase out this ghost spirit.”
“We need to think of another way.” That mentor said while creasing his brows, “It would be great if we had rope to tie him up first for now.”
“Didn’t someone bring a bundle?”
