After dying billions of times, I copied my talents and killed all races!

Xia Ru's words made everyone in the training ground feel a little uneasy.

"Paganism!"

Everyone in the rear of the human race knew the meaning of these three words.

They are the parasites of the human race, the poisonous snakes hiding behind the human race.

But for these newcomers who have just stepped into the martial arts not long ago, paganism is also a gap that they cannot cross at present.

As if aware of the emotions of everyone present,

Xia Ru comforted,"Don't worry, we will do our best to protect everyone's safety. Now, please leave the training hall in order, line up one by one, and don't make a mess, so as not to give the pagans a chance to take advantage of you."

At this time, teachers from more than a dozen classes also stood up.

"Everyone, line up in order according to what you learned in class before. Don't worry, the Night Walkers will protect us!"

In the eighteen years before awakening the talent, everyone naturally learned some safety courses on how to evacuate when encountering pagans.

So in���After hearing the teachers' words, the remaining students began to move.

They lined up one by one and prepared to leave the training hall.

The students in Su Mu's team also followed the class teacher Jiang Heliu.

One by one, they accepted the inspection of the night walker and left the training hall.

"Brother Mu, this is my first time to encounter such a scene, why do I feel a little excited?"

Li Xiangdong followed behind Su Mu, seeming to be a little restless.

He has always been a chatterbox, and many classmates in the class find him annoying.

Only Su Mu is willing to listen to him tirelessly and occasionally respond to him.

So during the three years of high school, he always stuck to Su Mu.

Although Su Mu didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that during the three years of high school, the best friend he played with was Li Xiangdong beside him.

"You are really not afraid of death! The people who worship the pagans are cruel and ruthless, they are not kidding you."

Li Xiangdong laughed:"What are you afraid of? Don't we have the Night Walker sisters? When I become strong enough, I will kill all these human parasites who worship the pagans!"

Su Mu smiled and said:"It seems that your future goal is not to go to the front battlefield, but to return to the rear of the human race to join the Night Walkers?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, Brother Mu, what do you think?" Li Xiangdong looked at Su Mu.

Su Mu said:"As for me, I will naturally go to the front line. As long as the Ten Thousand Races are not destroyed, the paganism will never disappear completely. Only by going to the front line can we cure it. Only by solving the Ten Thousand Races can we humans usher in true peace."

Li Xiangdong's eyes lit up when he heard this:"Brother Mu, what you said makes sense! Then I want to go to the front line too!"

The two were chatting, and the team was about to line up to Su Mu.

At this moment.

Xia Ru's face not far away suddenly changed

""Be careful!"

As Xia Ru's voice rang out,

Su Mu suddenly felt his face wet.

Li Xiangdong, who had just leaned close to his ear to speak, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

In Su Mu's sight

, the tip of a black battle blade pierced through Li Xiangdong's chest.

His face, which was still smiling a second ago, suddenly turned pale.

"Mu, Mu brother"

Behind Li Xiangdong, a thin middle-aged man with a scar on his face was grinning.

"You guys, I'm afraid you can't go to the front line!"

He pulled the black battle blade out from Li Xiangdong's chest.

Then he looked at Su Mu coldly.

Then he ignored Su Mu and grabbed Fang Ling who was not far away.

He put the battle blade in his hand on Fang Ling's snow-white neck.

""Ah!"

The sudden scene made the students around scream and quickly moved away from the scarred middle-aged man.

The scarred middle-aged man did not care about the students who moved away.

Instead, he stared at Xia Ru who had rushed to a distance in front of him with a silver blade in hand.

If he had not grabbed Fang Ling in time,

Xia Ru's blade would have hit him.

"Li Feng! Let her go!"

Xia Ru's eyes quickly swept over Li Xiangdong, who was gradually losing his life on the ground, and then looked coldly at the scarred middle-aged man.

""Tsk tsk tsk, Captain Xia, do you think I'm stupid? If you let her go, I'll be the one to die, right?"

The scarred middle-aged man looked a little pale, and looked at Fang Ling in front of him with some pride.

"What a good seedling, Captain Xia. I just watched for a while. This little girl's initial blood test value was 0.91. This aptitude is also good among some of the top high schools in the third safety zone, right? Given time, she must be at least a third-level or even fourth-level warrior. Don't you think it would be a pity if such a talent died in my hands? It is worth it to exchange my miserable life for such a talent."

Xia Ru said coldly:"Let her go, I can let you go"

"I like smart people like you, Captain Xia."

The scarred middle-aged man laughed.

While the scarred middle-aged man and Xia Ru were confronting each other,

Su Mu, who was standing next to him, had already knelt down in front of Li Xiangdong's body.

Who could have imagined that the living person who said he would also go to the front line battlefield in the previous second, had become a gradually cold corpse in the next second!

"Brother Mu, what's wrong with you today? I feel like you're not in the right state today. You've been in a daze the whole time."

"Your talent is about to awaken, Brother Mu, are you excited?"

"Brother Mu! Are you going to surf the Internet? Hehe, I finally awakened my talent, let’s relax!"

"Huh, Brother Mu, did you practice yesterday? I practiced for the first time last night and I was exhausted."

"Muge"

The past scenes flashed before Su Mu's eyes like a revolving lantern.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Su Mu let out a long breath.

Then he stood up.

His eyes fell on the scarred middle-aged man not far away.

At this moment, the scarred middle-aged man was slowly walking towards the door of the training hall.

In his hand, he was still holding Fang Ling.

Fang Ling, who was held hostage by him, had already turned pale with fear.

Her lips were bloodless, and her eyes were full of helplessness and fear.

At this moment,

Su Mu rushed towards the scarred middle-aged man.

The scarred middle-aged man had originally focused all his attention on Xia Ru.

He didn't expect that a student would rush towards him.

When Su Mu came in front of him, he barely reacted.

Seeing that Su Mu was about to hit him, a trace of cruelty flashed across the face of the scarred middle-aged man.

""You bastard, you're looking for death!"

The blade in his hand slashed across Su Mu's neck.

Blood splashed directly on Fang Ling's pretty face.

Su Mu, whose throat was cut, did not stop, but directly ran towards the scarred middle-aged man and threw himself on him.

Before his consciousness faded, a white light flashed by.

The scarred middle-aged man covered his throat and slowly fell down.

"Su Mu!"

"This classmate!!!"

Su Mu felt that his vitality was fading away rapidly.

The sky in front of him gradually darkened.

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Ding, you have been killed by the pagan Li Feng, the copy was successful, congratulations on obtaining the A-level talent: Change your appearance! 】