In class, the sound of the teacher's lecture echoed in my ears, but Ling Xingye's mind was not on it at all.
He propped his head up and looked out the window.
Today's campus is as peaceful and quiet as ever, but for some reason, Ling Xingye always feels uneasy in his heart.
Perhaps it is the reason for the constant stream of off-campus visitors. Although the number of people entering the school was limited, Ling Xingye knew that this was just a stopgap measure.
For those real masters, even if there are only one or two people, the threat level is no less than that of an army!
Judging from the data on paper, the strength of Changdian Shangji Academy is not weak at all—just think about the huge number of level 3 and level 4. Not to mention there are Ling Xingye and two level 5 sitting in charge.
But the problem is, this is a school. These theoretical "combat strengths" are still a bunch of high school students, all of whom have high-level superpowers, but their actual combat abilities are subject to a big question mark.
Not every student is as experienced as Ling Xingye or Kamijou Touma.
It can be said that once foreign enemies invade the school, the only ones who can really fight are Ling Xingye and Lily Mezzas, as well as Accelerator and Misaka Misho who are in the research institute.
As for the others... almost useless.
"It's really a troublesome job," Ling Xingye said to himself, "I hope everything is safe and nothing happens."
At this time, the mobile phone placed in the belly of the table vibrated.
Ling Xingye glanced at the teacher who was giving a lecture, and while he wasn't paying attention, turned on his phone and looked.
It was an email from Lu Xuyang.
At the beginning are two big characters in bold and red - be careful!
"Reliable news, Gremlin is going to attack your school..."
After reading this sentence, Ling Xingye suddenly stood up and looked out the window.
The campus was still as calm as ever, and the teachers and classmates were shocked by his sudden move.
"What's the matter, what happened?" the teacher asked with concern.
Hitomi Shiranui also turned around to look at him, and asked the same question with his eyes.
"No, nothing..." Ling Xingye slowly withdrew his gaze, "Sorry to disturb you..."
Just as he was about to sit down, the radio on the wall suddenly made a "beep beep" sound, as if the line had failed and shorted.
The teacher frowned, because the sound of the electric current was not very loud, so he ignored it and continued to teach.
But the electrical noise continued.
Shiranuo Tong turned around and looked at Ling Xingye solemnly.
"Starry Night, this is..."
Ling Xingye nodded: "That's right, it's Morse code."
Someone hacked into the broadcasting system and released news in this way—and it was also a "challenge" against Ling Xingye.
——"Leader" Ling Xingye, I am here to challenge you, and I will arrive at the first floor of the art building within five minutes. If you win, we will do no harm to the students and teachers of this school.
Ling Xingye sighed in his heart. Sure enough, for the real strong, the general security precautions are useless.
They were not the only ones who noticed the anomaly in the broadcast and recognized the Morse code in it.
Because of their abilities, most of the students in Class 3, Grade 1 have dabbled in radio.
Immediately, more than half of the students turned their heads to look over.
Only the teacher who was teaching Japanese history didn't know why.
Ling Xingye raised his hand and stood up: "Teacher, I have something to leave."
The teachers at the school had all been greeted, and they knew to some extent the "speciality" of Ling Xingye, so they didn't say much, just nodded in agreement.
"Xingye, be careful." Hitomi Shiranui entrusted.
"Don't worry." Ling Xingye nodded to her, and then looked at the other students in the class, "Everyone, listen to the class with peace of mind, I will go back as soon as I go."
It just so happened that there were no art classes during this time period, and the entire teaching building was empty. The enemy must have also taken a fancy to this point, so they chose this place as the battlefield.
The empty corridor was dark, Ling Xingye slowed down, while untying the "Flying Blade" bracelet tied to his wrist.
He didn't bring the iconic travel bag. Since there is no suitable puppet at hand, he can only fight "with bare hands".
When passing the dance classroom, a figure stood abruptly in the spacious classroom.
It was a beautiful blonde girl with a graceful figure and a gorgeous dress.
She has blue eyes, snow-white skin, slim and soft body curves and exquisite facial features, just like a princess who came out of a fairy tale.
The girl stood on tiptoe and danced alone in the classroom.
The scene was very beautiful, but the lingering atmosphere around her stimulated Ling Xingye's nerves.
—Magic, this girl is a magician!
In Academy City, strange magicians can almost be equated with "enemies".
The girl turned around gracefully, and the two looked at each other.
"Good day," she lifted her skirt slightly, "I'm glad you made it to your appointment on time."
"Who are you?" Ling Xingye asked.
The girl chuckled, and her voice was as light and pleasant as a spring in the mountains: "Welcome to the ball, my prince."
As soon as the words fell, special effects of flames suddenly rose around the dance classroom. Under the light of the fire, the smile on the girl's face became brighter and brighter.
"Come dance, Your Highness." The girl invited.
Ling Xingye stepped into the classroom without hesitation.
"Hehe, to be honest, I don't hate the stage. Although I seldom dance in person."
The flames dissipated, and the wind blew up again.
Although it was just a visual effect, Ling Xingye still felt the strong wind, as if standing on the endless grassland.
Not knowing the effect of the enemy's magic, Ling Xingye chose to attack without further delay.
He unfurls his blade and swipes at the enemy.
The girl moved away with graceful dance-like movements, and at the same time she uttered a clear and loud chant.
"Old lady of the pumpkin carriage, please give me the test of the glass slipper. Please push the wayward and dishonest mother and sister into the abyss of despair!"
There was a strange cracking sound in the ground underfoot, but the floor was intact.
At the same time, Ling Xingye only felt his feet tighten, as if his shoes had suddenly shrunk, and he desperately wanted to crush his toe bones.
With two swipes, Ling Xingye cut open the shoes and was about to throw them off, but the tightness of his feet did not ease in the slightest.
"What kind of evil magic is this!" Ling Xingye couldn't help cursing, "And listening to this spell, could it be that you are Cinderella?"
"You guessed it right, Your Royal Highness." Cinderella smiled, "By the way, this is the size of my foot, 22.5 centimeters. Anything bigger than this will have to be adjusted to the same size if the toe bone is pulled apart or even cut off. .”
"What a vicious Cinderella!" Ling Xingye sighed.
"Although it is Your Royal Highness, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, I am determined to defeat you!" Cinderella said, and then continued to chant, "The old woman of the pumpkin carriage. Please give poor Cinderella strength. Give me more A trial of a glass slipper. Until the proud prince bows his head..."
Ling Xingye's toe bones snapped, making a crisp sound.
But immediately afterwards, Ling Xingye seemed to be completely unaffected, and his movements returned to normal swiftness.
I saw him moving quickly with special steps, and the flying blade in his hand turned into a series of cold lights to slash at the enemy.
The children of Ling's class have more or less practiced bone shrinking skills. Although they can't practice on their feet, they can still dislocate their toes or ankles on their own initiative.
After dealing with the curse of the "crystal shoe", Ling Xingye decided to make a quick decision. No one knows what kind of weird magic Cinderella has.
At this moment, the flame special effects on the stage appeared again.
Ling Xingye only felt that the flames were pressing, and there was a burning sensation on his cheeks.
He actually got burned—it wasn't just a stage effect!