Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Zhang Yang walked forward aimlessly with his hands behind his back.    

Actually, what he said to Jian Mei just now was just a bunch of nonsense. The first time he saw Jian Mei, he already noticed that this young girl had a living foreign body in her body.    

Through the narration of the bald man and Han Laosan, he already knew that this should be the legendary Mutant Seed.    

At first glance, Zhang Yang was shocked. This kind of Mutant Seed was too well-hidden, and that was him. If it was anyone else, they would not have been able to see it.    

Initially, he had thought Jian Mei was a member of the Mutant, but after observing her for a while, he had rejected his judgment. After their interactions within the army, he did not find anything amiss.    

Mutant Seed were a very peculiar substance. Some of them were similar to genetic medicine, but they were fundamentally different.    

This was because this kind of substance was extracted from the body of a monster that had invaded three hundred years ago. Afterwards, it was used by an evil organization called Heavenly Man Alliance to lure and control it.    

In this regard, the human leaders held the most resolute of attitudes. Once discovered, a strand of them would kill without mercy, not sparing in the slightest.    

Today's prosperity and stability were not easy to come by. No one wanted to repeat the horrible experience from three hundred years ago.    

Once it was planted, it would hide inside the gene cells of the human body, making it hard to find. After an incubation period, it would slowly fuse with the blood and cells, eventually directly replacing the metabolism and becoming a Mutant.    

The incubation period was three months. Once merged, even Zhang Yang was helpless and could only kill.    

This was Jian Mei's situation. He had only been suppressing her, so he could only gradually eliminate her.    

In Zhang Yang's ancient memory, he was no stranger to Mutant Race.    

They could no longer be considered human. In the chain of status and order, they were the lowest class of species. Indiscriminate, abnormal, bloody, brutal, and ugly were the most suitable forms of the Mutant.    

He did not know why Jian Mei was implanted with a Mutant Seed, nor did he need to know, because she had already come knocking on his door.    

The first time he was brought into Wuyang City by Jian Mei, he could feel that he was being monitored.    

This was already the second time.    

Obviously, they were monitoring or observing Jian Mei. Maybe there were some of their men in the army, but Zhang Yang didn't notice it yet.    

Especially what he had just said, he could clearly feel the killing intent lingering in the air.    

It was unknown when the crescent moon in the night sky was covered by dark clouds, and even the bright stars were nowhere to be seen. A light breeze blew in the sky, causing people to feel a chill in their hearts.    

Zhang Yang walked at a leisurely pace, but the corner of his mouth raised higher and higher. His pair of calm eyes, which did not have the slightest fluctuation, also became brighter and brighter, occasionally flashing with a strange light.    

He turned around to look at the shadows in the dark when he reached the agricultural area.    

"Since you're here, show yourself!"    

The shadow in the darkness seemed to have stopped for a moment. When Zhang Yang was sure that he had discovered them, a black, cloud-like gold sword made of titanium alloy engulfed Zhang Yang's vision with a misty Black Fog.    

Black blade-shadows intersected in the air, and a total of 30 blade-shadows slashed out. Violent Bladeqi gathered together, forming a frightening black curtain that enveloped Zhang Yang.    

"Unrestrained Ninjutsu?"    

Zhang Yang's tone was slightly surprised. Mutant was truly everywhere.    

There were no complicated and fancy moves, no intense collisions as expected, no scary and resplendent energy fluctuations. Zhang Yang's palm penetrated through the heavy curtain of blades and silently shattered all the shadows.    

At the same time, he took a step forward, and with a flip of his palm, he turned his palm into a fist. At the same time, he took a step forward, and with a flip of his palm, he turned into a fist.    

A figure appeared, dead beyond belief.    

One punch, one kill.    

The other party seemed to have not expected this outcome. The other black shadow's figure instantly became indistinct, as if he had turned into a shadow, gradually dissipating and vanishing into nothingness.    

"Swish."    

When he appeared again, he was already in front of Zhang Yang. A cold saber light suddenly slashed out in the dark night, aiming for Zhang Yang's neck.    

In just a split-second, Zhang Yang bent his body at an incredible angle, like a soft vine under pressure. Then, like an agile cheetah, he spun his body around, stuck close to the edge of the knife, and threw out a punch without any unnecessary movement.    

Simple and direct, at this moment, Zhang Yang's fist was almost crystal clear, emitting a dazzling radiance as it viciously smashed down.    

Bang!    

After a short and heavy groan, a black figure flashed out from the ground, before heavily crashing onto the ground. It was like a Grass Snake that had been scattered, and it didn't move at all.    

"Whoosh!"    

Finally, under the cover of the night, the last shadow appeared and disappeared, quickly fleeing into the distance.    

Zhang Yang didn't chase, but walked to the two corpses on the ground. He squatted down and stuck his hand close to the abdomen of one of the corpses, moving up along the chest and finally landing it on the Adam's apple with lightning speed.    

Crack!    

The corpse opened its mouth and spat out something that looked like a loach or crocodile. The strange object didn't die immediately, but churned in the air like a dead fish and stopped moving.    

Zhang Yang's narrowed eyes suddenly widened as he stretched out two fingers to pick up the strange object. Then, he returned to normal as his face darkened.    

Zhang Yang did the same thing and shook out the foreign body from the other corpse. After a careful inspection, Zhang Yang stood up.    

He raised his head and looked at the dark, gloomy night. Immediately, his legs trembled slightly on the ground.    

That was the direction in which the last Mutant had escaped to.    

The moment he disappeared, the two corpses on the ground underwent a strange change. Like the simulation data of a virtual space, they turned into white particles, dissipating in the air and eventually turning into invisibility.    

If this scene was witnessed by an expert, they would definitely be in disbelief. There was actually a world where a light stomp could shatter a corpse into pieces.    

A fine powder could only be described as a fine powder.    

He followed them as they moved further and further away until they reached the edge of the southern suburbs. There were very few people here, even the cars would occasionally pass by.    

Squinting his eyes, he saw a blurry building standing in the darkness. From afar, it looked like a gigantic beast crouching, and the darkness could not obstruct his vision. He could already see clearly that it was an abandoned factory.    

He judged that the black shadow's goal should be the abandoned factory, but what confused him the most was that when he was about to approach the factory, the black shadow suddenly changed its direction.    

As he listened, he could hear the faint sounds of a battle. The air seemed to be filled with the faint smell of blood.    

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Yang no longer hesitated. He raised his right arm and pulled back the void.    

A strange scene appeared.    

A mile away, the black figure was still running away, but it was as if he was walking on the spot. Not only did he not take half a step forward, the scenery in front of him was retreating rapidly like time had passed, and he couldn't help but retreat.    

His face was filled with shock. He could not understand what had happened, nor could he understand why he had retreated. This had already exceeded the scope of his understanding.    

He could only feel a terrifying force pulling him back. When he tried to fight back, he heard a cracking sound. It was the last sound he had ever heard in his life.    

He threw the corpse in his hands into the air. Before it hit the ground, it disintegrated into fine powder and dissipated into the air.    

Zhang Yang thought for a moment and moved stealthily like a ghost in the darkness. His body quickly left a black shadow in the air and passed by like a breeze.    

The black night had become even more gloomy. Endless dark clouds had appeared and quickly covered the sky.    

Violent winds rose, lightning flashed, and torrential rain poured down.    

He followed the direction of the battle. It was an abandoned factory. It was desolate and intersected like a maze.    

After they walked for about one kilometer, they heard low shouts mixed with the sound of thunder. Although the sound was quickly covered up, it gave people a very dangerous sense of pressure.    

After passing through a few shabby alleyways and houses, Zhang Yang quietly approached the battlefield.    

Along the way, he found a few corpses. Some had their heads chopped off, while others had their bodies chopped into halves. There was a bloody mist floating around them, and the stench of blood was extremely pungent, making one feel nauseous.    

But these people had one thing in common, they were all Mutant.    

Not far away, the intense fight continued. Through the flashing lightning, Zhang Yang saw two figures as fast as lightning constantly entangling in the rubble. They used all kinds of exquisite moves dozens of times in an instant and they were constantly clashing.    

On the other side, under the flashes of lightning, a blue shadow was shuttling through the crowd like an illusion. The Ion Blade in his hand was blinking, and the Blood Light was splattering everywhere.    

Her sword pierced through one of Black-clothed Man's body, and in that instant, she slashed backwards with her hand. Blood splattered everywhere. It was simple but extremely sharp.    

Her movements were graceful as if they were dancing. Her clothes fluttered in the wind, occasionally enveloping her in a faint blue light. She was like a fairy that had fallen into the red dust.    

Zhang Yang looked at her face. There was a blue butterfly shaped mask on her white cheeks.    

"Ah!    

Screams came again, the blue shadow suddenly turned, with a clang, the incomparably sharp Ion Blade in his hand released a bright light, and directly left the sword blade, directly cutting off the body of the person who was about to attack him.    

Taking advantage of the flustered atmosphere, she leapt high in the air and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, she joined the battle between the two experts at the other side.    

She seemed to want to help one of them.    

Just at that moment, a sudden change occurred!    

Two auras that could reach the sky rushed over from not too far away. Amidst the rumbling of thunder in the rainy night, they were like two black streaks of lightning that directly pounced into the battlefield.    

The two of them exuded a bloody aura similar to that of Vicious Beast s. The weapons in their hands flickered with a cold gleam, like oil lamps swaying in the rain.    

They didn't say a word, nor did they show any reluctance. The five of them clashed together, causing sparks to fly. The intense fight caused all of the ruins around them to collapse.    

At this moment, the situation on the field gradually became clear. The blue-clothed woman and a valiant figure whose bodies were like cast steel joined the group and faced the three equally strong Black-clothed Man together.    

The five of them quickly moved away from the battlefield. Wherever they went, the walls of the ruins around them would collapse and the ground would shake violently. A bolt of lightning flashed across the battlefield, and a large amount of rubble and dust would splash out into the rain.    

The five of them went further and further away from the battlefield. The remaining Black-clothed Man followed the trail while the others stayed on guard outside.    

In Zhang Yang's eyes, these Black-clothed Man were all Mutant that had been implanted with a seed. However, what made him frown was that the blue figure made some unpleasant memories appear in his mind.    

It seemed that many things had become interesting since he had awoken early this time.