Lee Sin’s Bizzare Adventure Chapter 72: Provocation

The times are constantly improving, but some classics never fade.

Of course Li Qing would not be like Giorno, an "inexperienced ancient" who would become interested just by seeing a thick, bulky TV with unclear picture quality.

However, the classic programs played on this TV can attract his attention.

So

After hearing the familiar music that seemed to come from his childhood memories, Li Qing immediately lost control of himself.

The weird idea of ​​"wanting to watch TV" naturally came into his mind, and then this idea continued to expand and amplify in his brain, allowing him to take off his armor.

"Data mode, cancel!"

In order to watch TV, Li Qing actually took the initiative to de-digitize.

The really scary thing is that his spirit is not completely under control.

During this whole process, Li Qing felt very heavy, and even carried a deep sense of guilt:

"Stop!"

"No, absolutely not!"

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the eve of his high school entrance examination, the eve of the college entrance examination, and the eve of the university final examination

Even the psychological activities are exactly the same as before:

"Stop it, Lee Sin!"

"How can you waste time on such boring things at such a critical moment?"

"Go to bed early~IndoMTL.com~Review/exercise/fight!"

The situations and backgrounds may vary, but the result of these ideological struggles is always the same:

"Just take a look."

"It's over!"

Apaji and Nalanjia, who were watching the battle not far away, looked ashen:

"Li Qing also fell into the trap!"

In their desperate eyes, Li Qing, the only one who had any hope of defeating his opponent, also completely collapsed under the enemy's substitute ability.

He stood in front of the old TV and watched Ultraman Tiga with all his concentration, and even had a happy smile on his face that was unmoved by external objects.

That’s it

Two of them were watching TV and one was reading the newspaper. All of Li Qing’s available combat power fell under Fernando’s control.

Fernando himself doesn't look too good either.

Half of his shoulders and back were almost shattered by Li Qing just now. Not only was his body torn and bloody, but the arm that had been exerted too much was twisted and deformed in a weird posture.

But even so, Fernando still did not show his defeat.

He was like a drug addict who had overdosed on stimulants and could not feel the pain. His face was glowing abnormally red, and his scarlet and bloodshot eyes were full of madness.

"Successful, finally successful"

"Hahaha"

"Li Qing has been caught by me!"

"Olanto, can you let me go now?"

Fernando was talking to himself so crazily that it seemed like he was talking to the air.

In this weird conversation where no other person could be found at all, Fernando was actually very involved in the conversation:

"What?"

"It's not over yet!"

“You, you actually want me to use Li Qing as bait to help you lure the boss out?”

"Olanto, you madman!"

He gritted his teeth and cursed into the air:

"If you want to die, can't you just die by yourself? Why do you have to pester me!"

""

After a heated conversation, Fernando suddenly covered his head in pain:

"Damn it! I know it!"

"Stop pestering me. I'll call the boss now!"

At this point, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

Sweat slid down accompanied by his heavy breathing, soon soaking most of his suit and shirt.

Fernando panted and took out his cell phone with his only good hand, tremblingly trying to make a call to Diavolo.

However, at this moment

Apaki's slight movement of trying to move his body quietly woke him up.

"Oh?"

Fernando's mind suddenly became much clearer.

He immediately picked up the knife from the ground and put it on Li Qing's neck:

"I almost forgot, there are still several 'students' who have not received education."

"How"

Fernando used his vigilant eyes to glance at Apaki who was trying to take action, Nalanjia who was struggling to stand up but was shaking, Fugo who was slumped on the ground silently, and the one who was starting from the beginning. Mista fell asleep completely under the old willow tree on the roadside.

"Hehe"

"Are you, the remnant and defeated generals, going to accept the test of 'time flies by'?"

""

Apaji's face was very ugly.

His own substitute ability has little combat effectiveness, and he has not yet thought of any way to crack the enemy's substitute ability.

Although it sounds a bit embarrassing to say it, in fact, the moment Li Qing was attacked, Apache had no hope for this battle.

"Very good."

Looking at Apache, who stood frozen in place like a log, Fernando showed a satisfied smile:

"As long as you don't bother me anymore, I will let you go."

"But"

"They can't."

Fernando first pointed at Li Qing, then pointed at Giorno and Bucciarati:

"They have all walked into my 'classroom'."

"The garbage that wastes time in my 'classroom' should be dealt with completely and completely. This is exactly my life creed as a teacher!"

"Hahahaha."

"No, don't!"

Nalanja used his weak body to cry loudly with difficulty:

"Please at least let Bucciarati go."

"No!"

Fernando smiled ferociously and ignored Naranja's plea:

"I said, this is my principle as a teacher!"

"No need to ask you"

Tears soaked his eyes, and Nalanja's attitude became even more condescending.

While sacrificing his dignity to plead for his best friend, he tried his best to adjust his breathing and concentrate, trying to summon Aviation Smith to save his companions.

However, he still failed.

Maybe it was because the virus just now was too fierce, Nalanja now has no strength in his body.

He could feel that the blood in his body was abnormally hot. The overheated body temperature seriously affected the working state of the brain, making it impossible for him to concentrate on summoning the substitute no matter how hard he tried.

"Enough!"

Fernando showed no mercy in the end:

"It's no use pretending to be pitiful in front of me"

"'Students' who waste time will all die, this will never change!"

He arrogantly made a terrifying declaration that he would kill all the hostages directly, and the blade in his hand moved a little closer to Li Qing's neck.

Apaji and others wanted to stop it but did not dare to stop it. Of course, they were powerless to stop it.

And at this moment

"Haha."

A burst of disdainful sneer suddenly passed through the tense air.

The person who made this laughter was none other than Fugo, who had been weak and collapsed to the ground from the beginning, and who had never made a sound from the beginning to the end:

"Teacher?"

"He's obviously a lunatic!"

He curled his lips into a mocking arc, humiliating Fernando wantonly:

"You also say your students are a waste of time"

"Isn't it because the content you lecture is so boring that the students can't concentrate?"

"What did you say?!"

Hearing this, Fernando instantly lost his mind.

Fuge's words and behavior at this time are very similar to those "trash" students who refused to listen carefully to the class and instead mocked the teacher wantonly:

"What am I talking about is boring?"

"You said that, didn't you? Did you say that?!"

"Asshole"

Fernando’s eyes almost burst out of fire:

"Garbage, you garbage student"

"If you find such a bad reason for not studying, I will never forgive you, teacher!"

"Haha."

Fuge sneered again.

He completely ignored Fernando’s blazing murderous intent and continued to provoke him without hesitation:

“Stop playing house, Fernando.”

"It's bad, it's boring, it's boring. No matter how crazy you are, it won't change the fact that your teaching level is poor!"

"And"

Fuge curled his lips in disdain:

"I'm not a **** student."

"I was born into a first-class wealthy family in Naples. I received the top aristocratic education since I was a child. I jumped directly to junior high school at the age of eight. I completed all high school courses by myself at the age of ten. At the age of thirteen, I was recruited by Italy because of my excellent performance. Good college admissions.”

"How can a third-rate teacher like you from Pheasant School be qualified to teach me?"

"Asshole!!"

"You are looking for death when you say something like this, aren't you!"

Fernando shouted to the sky angrily.

"Yes!"

"My companions are about to die at the hands of a madman like you, am I still afraid of death?"

Fugo faced Fernando’s lustful and crazy eyes without fear:

"If you have the ability"

"Kill me too!"