The officer from the Security Department, Moerz, was so angry his nose was almost crooked.
One had the guts to use high-energy weapons in the cafeteria, the other had the guts to put someone in mortal danger in public, both were quite daring.
"Send the Guard Team over, have Lance go personally, and bring all of them to me."
Damn it, this time I’ll personally teach these little bastards a lesson.
Ivan’s pupils contracted, and he was about to leap to the rescue, but he was too far away, and no one else expected it.
Only Lin Fu, from her optimal position and with the quickest reaction, managed to use the Falling Leaf Body Technique again in the nick of time—a technique she hadn’t been able to perform since the Big Escape Killing in the jungle.
A breeze stirred in the expansive space, as if time itself had halted in that moment.
Everyone instinctively looked up, feeling the touch of the breeze brushing against their skin.
Lin Fu had already glided past with an elegant and unpredictable rhythm, catching the kicked Xu Jinglan and steadily setting her down on the ground.
At this moment, from the onlookers to the monitors in front of the Security Department, and even to the monitors synchronously transmitted to Song Zheng’s location,
everyone realized that Lin Fu’s performance in the Big Escape Killing wasn’t just a one-off.
The impact of her movement technique was even more astounding in the flesh, up close in a real-world setting.
If it could be learned and taught, it would bring about earth-shattering changes not just to the Military Academy, no, to the entire Military Department, the whole Galaxy Empire.
Even Lin Fu’s name could go down in the Empire’s Roll of Honour, the Record of Merits, the history books.
Those who understood the situation found themselves breathing more rapidly out of control.
"Lin Fu." Xia Youyou finally regained her composure, her gaze shadowy as she stared at Lin Fu, her heart poisoned with hatred, a hatred so deep that flaying and deboning wouldn’t suffice to eradicate it.
Once for tarnishing her image, another time for ruining her plans, damn it.
Lin Fu gently set Xu Jinglan down, ignoring He Shu, and pointed a finger at the man standing on Ye Fei, miming a tilting of her head.
Shocked and frightened, the man subconsciously let go.
Lin Fu’s lips curved up slightly in approval, "Not bad."
The man then realized what he had done, overwhelmed with shame and annoyance, but he didn’t dare to continue stepping on Ye Fei.
Lin Fu’s earlier move had left many people feeling intimidated.
Ye Fei staggered to his feet, thanking Lin Fu.
"No need to thank me, take Xu Jinglan to the infirmary," Lin Fu said.
Xu Jinglan was seriously injured and needed immediate medical attention. Ye Fei didn’t dawdle; he picked up Xu Jinglan and walked away, with Ivan timely asking Morton to assist.
He, however, decided to stay, not feeling reassured.
"Do you want to continue the fight?" Lin Fu asked with a smile, her long knife propped on the ground, her hands resting on the hilt. "Come at me, all of you together!"
The crowd inside the cafeteria was already collectively excited, everyone naturally cleared space to allow Lin Fu’s high-energy weapon to unleash its powerful destructive force.
Most people activated their energy shields.
Just so they wouldn’t lose their lives while watching the excitement.
Lin Fu couldn’t help but express amusement at the sight of people keeping their distance and the various colorful energy shields.
She didn’t activate energy, no need to be so exaggerated.
"Just drop it, Youyou," the cool beauty who had come with Xia Youyou persuaded in a low voice. "Lin Fu has already dominated everyone with her presence, causing them to lose mentally. If this continues, you’ll be at a disadvantage."
Xia Youyou clenched her teeth tightly, evidently unwilling to accept it.