The Ultimate Borer

Chapter 394 Unblocking

Chapter 394: Unsealing

“Dongdongdongdong…Brother Dong!!!”

As soon as Jin Baosan stepped into the classroom of Ultimate Class One, he saw a figure that was extremely familiar to him, a figure he would never forget in his life.

"Jin Bao San? It's been 10 years and you haven't graduated yet!"

Wang Dadong held his forehead with a helpless look on his face, secretly groaning. He was 28 years old, and coming back to attend high school was not a good idea to share. Even if he told his parents, he would have to say that he was transferred back by the company on a business trip.

But now he actually ran into this old acquaintance of Jin Baosan in KO One, and Wang Dadong couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

"Oh, Dong Ge, my grades are so bad, otherwise why is he nicknamed "The Oldest High School Student in History"? "

Jin Baosan said with a grin, then leaned towards Wang Dadong as familiarly as usual.

"Brother Dong, you came back this time wearing our Guava High School uniform. Are you coming back to snatch this title from me?"

Jin Baosan suddenly looked worried. In his heart, Wang Dadong was already the strongest high school student in history. If even the unique title of "the oldest high school student in history" was taken away by Wang Dadong, then he would really have nothing.

"Do not!!!"

Jin Baosan roared to the heavens, then took several steps back, acting exaggeratedly. Ten years ago, after Wang Dadong arrived at KO One, he, the former leader, had completely lost his position, falling to the bottom of the class, constantly outshined by Wang Dadong. He had never expected that his last bit of "glory" was now in jeopardy.

"Who wants to steal this crappy title from you?!"

Wang Dadong pushed Jin Baosan aside speechlessly and turned to look at the completely transformed KO One classroom. Although the layout was very different from ten years ago, for some reason, it felt familiar.

Just as Wang Dadong was about to find a seat he liked, he suddenly heard a commotion outside the classroom. Many students were lying on the balcony, looking out.

"Jinbao..."

Wang Dadong was about to call Jin Baosan's name, but found that Jin Baosan beside him had disappeared.

"Could this guy have smelled the scent of blood and gore again?"

Wang Dadong shook his head helplessly, then walked towards the crowd.

……

At the mysterious and distant end of the Iron Time and Space, in a place called No Man's Land by Ma Guang and others, a strange fog appeared without any warning 8 years ago.

This fog seemed to have its own will. Once any electronic device or sound or radio wave approached, it would be like a stone sinking into the sea. There would be no feedback at all, and no information could be detected within the fog.

Therefore, out of caution and fear of the unknown, the Muggle officials of the Iron Time quickly listed this place as a restricted area, strictly prohibiting anyone from setting foot in.

However, no one had anticipated that within the deepest depths of the fog, a figure sat quietly, cross-legged. It was a young man of eighteen or nineteen, radiating a unique aura. At his feet lay a long spear with a strange pattern. The lines on the spear seemed to contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, radiating a mysterious luster.

Behind him, a huge illusory clock was suspended. The hands of the clock beat rhythmically with his breathing, as if telling the mystery of time.

"It's truly an almost 'unsolvable' ability!"

Fang Mu slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, the shapes of two clocks suddenly appeared, deep and mysterious.

Recalling the fog left by the self-explosion of the three demon kings, who would have thought that this was actually a time cage. They intended to trap him here for fifty years so that the demon world could recuperate and regroup during this time.

As the ultimate termite, Fang Mu embodies the characteristics of all time and space, possessing exceptional talent. Unfortunately, due to his previously unfortunate fate of being "unlucky," his potential has limited him to practicing the "Turtle Fist," and his combat power index is a meager 8700 points.

But the turning point of fate always comes inadvertently. Since obtaining the complete "Overlord Art" in the Silver Time and Space, Fang Mu has been like a ignited fire. His cultivation speed has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has made rapid progress all the way, and finally raised his combat power index to the extreme point, which is also the peak value of the combat power of the Overlord of Chu at that time recorded in "Overlord Art".

Fang Mu often lamented that if the Overlord of Chu had not been defeated at the Wujiang River, the "Overlord Secret" might have been further sublimated, allowing practitioners to cross that powerful threshold.

During the eight years of being trapped, Fang Mu never stopped exploring ways to escape. He racked his brains every day and tried various possibilities, but he still found nothing.

In desperation, he could only practice various martial arts over and over again, constantly deepening his control over the power in his body.

Finally, two months ago, he successfully comprehended the final power of the "Power of Time" experience card bestowed by Heaven. Although he could not yet fully control time, he was already able to exert a basic influence on it.

During his constant exploration, Fang Mu also figured out the true nature of the seal set by the three demon lords - it was a time cage. With the newly comprehended power of time, Fang Mu could not lift the seal instantly, but he could speed up the passage of time within the seal.

And today, the countdown for the cage that has trapped him for eight years has finally begun.

As the last trace of the sealing power dissipated, the fog began to dissipate rapidly. Fang Mu slowly stood up and picked up the spear at his feet. The illusory clock behind him shone brightly and then gradually disappeared.

……

As soon as Wang Dadong walked to the square, he saw a large group of guys dressed in strange clothes and dressed like typical "social people". Each of them was holding weapons such as water pipes and wrenches, and they were smashing and destroying things everywhere in Guava High School.

Tables and chairs on campus were overturned, glass was smashed, students fled in all directions, and screams and shouts were intertwined.

"How dare you come to Guava High School to cause trouble? You're simply courting death!"

Wang Dadong's eyes burned with anger, and he wanted to take out the dragon-patterned griddle from behind without hesitation. But the moment his hand touched the dragon-patterned griddle, two people suddenly rushed out from the crowd like lightning.

"Master Hua! Master Hua! Master Hua!..."

The girls' crazy shouts instantly resounded throughout the square, and some girls even excitedly took out cheering sticks and autograph pens. Obviously, they were all fanatical fans of Hua Linglong.

"That who! That who! That who!..."

At the same time, shouts were heard from another direction.

"Hey, classmate, who are you talking about? What's his name?"

A classmate asked with a puzzled look.

"That guy, isn't his name that... uh... that guy?"

The student who answered also looked confused, as if he couldn't even explain it clearly.

Wang Dadong ignored the bewildered reactions of his classmates, instead focusing intently on the two individuals charging at the troublemakers. Besides Hua Linglong, another person held two drumsticks. This person was none other than "Who." While his name might be hard to remember, his skill was not to be underestimated. He and Hua Linglong worked in perfect harmony.

The two of them moved among the crowd with ease, and for a moment, they made it difficult for the troublemakers with weapons to resist.