The Geared Immortal

Chapter 1122 - Myrth: 93

Chapter 1122

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The next day…

Xin Ja came to the academy as usual, but he saw a frail-looking young boy standing at the gate of the academy. The young boy seems to be waiting for someone. He did not mind it as he continues walking. When he enters the gate of the academy, he noticed that the boy seemed to be following him from behind.

He suddenly stopped and then turns around.

The frail-looking young man seemed to have been taken aback when he saw the person he is following suddenly turning around.

He wanted to turn back but stopped when he heard that person asking him.

"Why are you following me? Do you need anything?" Xin Ja asked with a smile.

The frail-looking young man did not reply and bit his lower lip. He did not know what to say at this time as all he wanted is to thank the person that saved him at that time.

He knew that many people know that he is getting bullied by those guys. But no one dares defend or intervene for fear of those people. However, he did not expect that someone would help him in his time of need.

He did not know who that small young fellow is, but he is grateful.

He has actually seen that guy from before. Plus at that time when there was a practice of those from the War Games team, he was attentively glaring at those people. Back then he noticed someone beating those guys up, and that someone is the small young fellow that helped him.

So he decided to thank that person for what he did.

But it seems that doing that is taking a toll on his seemingly introverted personality.

What he did not know is that the person he is trying to approach has the same introverted personality, but has only gone to the limelight because of circumstances.

"I… I wanted to… to thank you… for…" he was about to continue when suddenly his eyes noticed a group from afar.

He wanted to run immediately but then his body suddenly froze when he turns around and saw another one of them walking behind him.

"Tung Jo… Hehe… Do you think you can escape from what has happened yesterday? You have caused us to lose our face further… Haha… Do you think the teachers would punish us just because we beat you?! Dream on!" that guy said while glaring at Tung Jo.

This time, helplessness crept into Tung Jo's eyes as he looks cornered.

As the group surrounds him many of the students who wanted to see a show began to gather. At this time, two teachers are standing near a building watching this scene. Xin Ja actually noticed those teachers and he also knew one of them. He was that captain who seems to be training the team for the War Games.

With his sharp hearing, he could hear the two talking.

"Aren't you going to interfere?" the teacher besides the captain asked.

"Humph! That kid needed to be taught a lesson. In this world, the strong survive and if he is weak he should just suffer his own fate." The captain said with a sneer on his face.

When Xin Ja heard this he immediately feel dislike towards that captain. At first, he thought that the man is just protecting his team and that he is testing him at that time. But what he is doing right now is really wrong. It is not something that a teacher or a coach like him should be doing.

As he looks at the guy, he almost wanted to take out his Ki buster and shoot him point-blank. That is how Xin Ja hated these kinds of things. It is the reason why his father and he suffered those few years back. It is a part of his nightmare that he did not want to see.

With a glint of anger in his eyes, he secretly takes out a small bottle from his inventory space. This kind of potion is something he had made in class which he thinks would be a good way for him to escape any dangerous battle he would be in.

Suddenly, one of the guys rushes at Tung Jo and punches him. But it seems that Tung Jo was worried as he suddenly rushes to block that person's fist and then gestured for Xin Ja to run away.

"Go… you will be involved in this brawl if you did not escape!" Tung Jo suddenly shouted.

At this time, the captain suddenly noticed the figure of Xin Ja near that frail-looking young man. When he saw this, a slightly complicated expression appears on his face.

He could still clearly remember that day. It was a battle between level 1 and level 2 fighters, but his team could not even defeat that small fellow. But then suddenly his expression turned serious and a sneer appears on his face.

"You dare humiliate us that day…" he muttered as he picks up a stone pebble on the ground.

He imbued his Ki on the small pebble and shifted his gaze in the direction of Xin Ja.

At this time, the group has already surrounded Xin Ja and Tung Jo.

"Do not let that small guy escape… I remember you… Hehehe…" one of the young men said as he pops his knuckles.

"It's payback time!" he said as he nodded with his group.

As they are about to rush and attack, a small pebble flew in Xin Ja's direction. Xin Ja did not notice this and was hit on his leg which immediately made him fall to the ground. But as soon as he fell a small bottle of potion also fell to the ground.

Crash!!!

When the students were about to clash a thick green smoke suddenly envelopes the area.

Cough!!! Cough!!!

Everyone began coughing and many of the onlookers began to run away from the smoke. Those inside the smoke began coughing hard and the sound of vomiting could be heard inside.

"Damn it! What is this thing?!" shouted and cried the students inside the smoke.

"My eyes hurt! Ack!!! Ack!!!"

"Damn it! My nose… Arrgghh!!!"

"Ack! Ack!!!"

They began to wail and shout as they cough and some even tried to vomit while covered in that thick green smoke.

While this is happening, two figures have already escaped along with the crowd.

Cough! Cough!

Tung Jo coughs while carrying the limping Xin Ja.

The two stopped and enters a building. They did not know where they are as they just ran and ran as entered this building right before their eyes.

"What was that?" Tung Jo asked as he coughs and then wipes his teary and painful eyes.

"Hehe… Tear gas…" Xin Ja said as he pretended to take out a water gourd from his backpack and then quickly pour water on his face.

It quickly washes away the painful substance on his face and eyes.

He then passes the water gourd to Tung Jo.

"Wash your face with this to remove the pain…" Xin Ja said.

The two then rested for a while near the entrance of the building.

"Did you see the two teachers?" Xin Ja asked while keeping the gourd on his backpack.

"Yes… that was the training captain of the War Games and the other one is one of my teachers in my runemaster's class…" Tung Jo said with a frown.

"I guess they are here to pay me back for the humiliation I have caused their students yesterday…" Tung Jo added with a sad face.

"Will the school do anything to those two if we reported this?" Xin Ja asked while he pretend to take out a potion from his backpack.

He then proceeds to put a drop of it on his wounded leg.

That small stone might be small, but since it is covered with the Ki of a 5th level Ki fighter, it easily tore through the skin on Xin Ja's leg. The small pebble actually tore a significant amount of his flesh which made his leg bleed so badly.

But luckily for him, he has potions inside his ring. As of this moment, he has already divided the stuff into his two-dimension spaces. For the smaller objects, he uses the ring to store them. For larger ones, he would use the pearl.

"I don't think so… I never would have expected the academy to be biased… They prefer to protect their teachers even though they are already doing such a thing in front of the academy gate…" Tung Jo said while biting his lower lip.

"Well… if the academy would not intervene… then they can only blame themselves if they lose two teachers and a few students… right?" suddenly Xin Ja said with an intense killing intent rushing out of his body.

He truly loathed such an event and such scenarios.

"Ahem… Ahem… That would not be necessary young man…" suddenly a wizened voice interrupted the discussion of the two.

Xin Ja was a bit taken aback and his killing intent suddenly subsided.

In fact, he is already planning to do something about those people especially that captain whom he knew had hurt him.