Global Evolution: I Super Double Up on my evolution-Chapter 417 - 203: Oppression Maxed Out! Sky-reaching Forest Giant!_1

Old Shu? No! It’s the shell of Old Shu!

Looking at the Sky-reaching Forest Giant that shaded the sun on the arena, Su Yan came to this conclusion. The creature information panel that then surfaced in the depths of his mind confirmed it.

[Name]: Old Shu

[Race]: Demon Plant

[Level]: Epic

[Skill]: Plant Control

The Creature Level is Epic. This can only be the shell, not the true form. Then again, Chen Ziyao is clearly a member of the Human race, so why did he suddenly turn into Old Shu’s shell? Was it what he mentioned earlier about selling his soul?

At this moment, Su Yan’s mind raced as he steadily increased the distance between himself and Old Shu’s shell on the stage.

"Everyone, spread out!"

"Don’t just stand there dumbfounded!"

"Leave the gymnasium quickly!"

Some instructors reacted, loudly ushering the students out. In an instant, the previously packed gymnasium emptied, leaving only a few scattered individuals. Those who remained were either senior students who had maxed out their Creature Level or powerful instructors.

"Principal, what’s going on?" a relatively young intern instructor asked the experienced Jing University Principal, his gaze fixed on the Sky-reaching Forest Giant on the stage.

The Jing University Principal silently watched Old Shu’s shell on the platform, not answering aloud.

However, an elderly instructor nearby explained, "That’s Old Shu, the arch-culprit behind many secret upheavals caused by Demonic Plants."

But this answer missed the point of his question. The young instructor, after years of study, knew the Sky-reaching Forest Giant on the stage was Old Shu. What he wanted to know was why the freshman on the stage had suddenly transformed into such a colossal tree.

"Su... Su Yan!" Old Shu spoke. The voice was Chen Ziyao’s, albeit huskier.

Su Yan frowned slightly upon hearing the sound. Is the Old Shu shell on the stage Old Shu, or is it Chen Ziyao? He was a bit unsure.

"Su... Su Yan, you’re doomed..." Old Shu spoke again. Its voice grew huskier, sounding less and less like Chen Ziyao’s.

Hearing this, Su Yan didn’t respond. Instead, he retreated behind the group that included the university principal, concealing himself well. The Old Shu shell before him had reached the Epic Level Range. Without a large supply of Weed Killer, I won’t risk making a move. After all, caution is the parent of safety. Acting recklessly without certainty could easily lead to a disastrous downfall.

And so it went. The Old Shu shell on the arena occasionally called out Su Yan’s name. Each time, its voice grew more raspy. Gradually, Chen Ziyao’s voice became unrecognizable; it had completely assimilated into Old Shu’s.

Meanwhile, everyone present remained still, seemingly waiting for something.

CRACK!

Suddenly, a harsh sound pierced the air. The next moment, to the onlookers’ horror, two fissures burst open on the trunk of the Sky-reaching Forest Giant. Before their very eyes, these fissures rapidly widened, revealing a pair of vibrant green eyes. This resembled a long-slumbering lion opening its sharp eyes, exuding an overwhelming presence.

"Jingdou University..."

"It’s been so many years since I last came..."

"How nostalgic..."

As Old Shu’s shell surveyed its surroundings with those freshly opened eyes, words filled with nostalgia emanated from the heart of the tree trunk. Only then did the lingering remnants of Chen Ziyao’s consciousness within Old Shu’s shell finally dissipate completely. In its place emerged a sliver of consciousness that had survived since Ancient Times—the consciousness of Old Shu.

Hearing these nostalgic words from Old Shu, everyone present instantly tensed. Old Shu’s shell was simply too vast; looming with sun-obscuring immensity, it nearly occupied the entire gymnasium.

"Old Shu, long time no see," the Jing University Principal, who had been silent until now, suddenly said.

Old Shu glanced at the Jing University Principal, its two vibrant green eyes showing a hint of confusion; it clearly didn’t recognize him. Then, it inquired doubtfully, "Long time no see? And who might you be, an old acquaintance? I don’t seem to recall you."

The Jing University Principal remained composed and said softly, "Wei Zeming, champion of the 1997 freshman tournament, from the Institute of Qi and Blood!"

"1997..." Old Shu mused. "Wasn’t that... the last time I attacked Jing University? Wei Zeming of the Institute of Qi and Blood?"

Upon hearing the Jing University Principal’s self-introduction, Old Shu seemed to ponder. Then, as if recalling something, it said, "I never expected it. The Jing University freshman who practically wet himself in terror when he saw me back then has actually become the principal of Jing University today... It seems the Human race is not what it used to be."

Veins pulsed on the Jing University Principal’s forehead. Old Shu’s words, "practically wet himself in terror," had dealt a significant blow to his pride. However, he did not act rashly. He was waiting. Waiting for something he had prepared for many years to be brought to the gymnasium.

And then... topple this insufferably arrogant giant tree!

At this time, Su Yan, hidden behind the Jing University Principal, frowned slightly.