Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Dust Free_1
Despite their concerns, they couldn’t help but speculate.
"No matter what, with a score nearly double that of second place, he’s destined to leave everyone else in the dust. As long as Wang Zhan doesn’t make any mistakes, first place is surely his."
"Yes. It’s rare to see soone from outside the top four claiming first place. I’m just worried that sothing unpredictable might still happen..."
The two whispered, but their conversation was overheard by Yun Tianyi and Edward, two old-tirs.
Yun Tianyi wasn’t bothered; he had already chosen to support Wang Zhan from Chu State Martial Arts Academy. Whether Yuan ngru could win first place was inconsequential to him.
Edward, however, just snorted coldly, silencing them. Fortunately, King Xiong wasn’t drawn into any misunderstanding and simply sat in his chair, unperturbed.
「...」
「Death Forest, heading east.」
In a dense forest, an interdiate soldier-level beast was rolling and screeching continuously, trying to tear the annoying and rampant human before it to shreds.
"Military Way Killing Fist!" Wang Zhan shouted, his Essence Energy surging around his body like a river in full flow.
After evading the interdiate soldier-level beast’s attack, he thrust himself directly in front of it. His fists danced, filled with killing intent.
A punch landed harshly on the beast’s skull. It collapsed imdiately, slumping helplessly onto the ground, motionless.
’Strength
8’
Wang Zhan capitalized on his advantage, showing no rcy. His fists, legs, elbows, and even his head were all used as weapons. Punch after punch, move after move, punctuated by occasional Killing Fist strikes, kept the beast in a constant stupor, unable to recover.
’Agility
3’
’Physique
4’
BOOM!
The final punch created a shallow crater in the ground, within which lay a bloody and lifeless beast.
Wang Zhan looked ragged. His clothes were tattered, his hair was a ss, and his face was covered with sweat and blood. But as he cald down, his lean, muscular body, chest rising and falling slowly, made him appear incredibly dominant and strong.
Yao Yao, who had been politely waiting nearby, handed him a towel to wipe his face.
As for his clothes, she didn’t have many to offer. Besides, her spare sets included so private items. The thought made her blush, especially after seeing Wang Zhan’s masculine physique.
Well, the base attribute points are maxed out. The next step is to frantically farm extre attribute points, Wang Zhan thought. Oblivious to these subtle changes in Yao Yao, he thanked her.
"Thanks, beauty!"
By now, he could handle any interdiate soldier-level beast, unless it was exceptionally powerful. To advance, however, he would need to kill an upper-class soldier-level beast.
Those creatures, the weakest of which were at least at the fourth-tier Martial Master level, were far out of his reach, at least for now.
Fortunately, Yao Yao was by his side, diligently acting as a reliable support throughout the whole ordeal. This allowed him to save his energy and focus on delivering the final blow.
I wonder how Song Dongming and Huang Pufeng, those bastards, are doing. Are they still shivering under the terror of interdiate soldier-level beasts?
However, Wang Zhan’s greatest gain wasn’t an interdiate soldier-level beast core; it was the Military Way Killing Fist!
I initially thought this fist technique would be useless after reaching the Warrior realm and developing ntal energy. Who would have guessed that combining ntal energy with the Military Way Killing Fist actually tempers the physical body?
One should know that powerful individual abilities require a robust physique. So, although the progress of the Military Way Killing Fist was slow, it was steadily advancing.
If it hadn’t been for the agitation caused by the influence of the original organization, I might have accidentally missed this opportunity.
「...」
「Oceania, wilderness, west direction.」
It sounded as if soone was continuously trampling the earth, accompanied by a thunderous rumbling. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Song Dongming’s team attacking an interdiate soldier-level beast.
Song Dongming, Huang Pufeng, and Chen ngshu were the main attackers, while the Zhou Weiya brothers seized opportunities for sneak attacks. Sun Kelan, having the weakest combat abilities, was reluctantly keeping watch.
It was hard to believe that anyone would dare to consu Mixed Essence Pills on the battlefield, recklessly extracting their potential without properly refining the pills’ energy. Song Dongming, Huang Pufeng, and Chen ngshu were precisely those people. Especially Chen ngshu; she usually appeared timid, but on the battlefield, she fought like a woman possessed, even outperforming the two n.
"They’re really going all out," Zhou Weiqing said, puzzled. "Our academy has already secured first place through Wang Zhan, so why are they pushing themselves to the limit like this?"
Zhou Weiya remained sowhat silent before replying, "That’s because Wang Zhan is the one securing first place, not us. What they’re doing is ensuring that Chu State Martial Arts Academy isn’t underestimated."
There are thousands of Martial Arts Academies in the Federation. Why should Chu State Martial Arts Academy rise to prominence just because of one Wang Zhan, while everyone else just rides on his coattails and reaps the benefits?
Misfortune befalls those unworthy of their position. If the students of Chu State Martial Arts Academy fail to realize this, true disaster awaits them; retaliation will co sooner or later.
"Who’s there?"
While Song Dongming and his team were fighting for their lives, Sun Kelan, who was on watch, suddenly turned towards a certain direction and shouted, drawing the attention of the Zhou Weiya brothers. One brother continued the sneak attack while the other quickly went to support Sun Kelan, lest they be ambushed.
At this mont, a group of shadowy figures slowly materialized before Sun Kelan. The leader was a man with a gloomy complexion and highland features similar to Sun Kelan’s. He gazed intently at Song Dongming’s group, then at Sun Kelan and Zhou Weiya.
"You’re the team from Chu State Martial Arts Academy?"
It wasn’t strange that he recognized them so easily. Wang Zhan was so famous that Chu State Martial Arts Academy had beco well-known too.
Sun Kelan’s heart sank. Fearing ill intentions, she quickly signaled Song Dongming and the others to finish their fight quickly. "What if we are?" she replied, unafraid, though her eyes were filled with caution.
Unexpectedly, the man cracked a sowhat awkward smile. "Do you need our help? We’re from the Federation Martial Arts Academy. My na is Hanqing. I’m a senior, a level 1 Warrior. My teammates include two other level 1 Warriors and four level 9 Martial Artists."
Sun Kelan was stunned. What kind of tactic is this?
However, she imdiately shook her head, firmly rejecting his offer with a polite yet distant tone. "No, thank you. My teammates are preparing for a breakthrough and don’t need external aid."
Hanqing’s eyes narrowed slightly. A life-and-death trial? Even though Chu State Martial Arts Academy is full of second-rate talents? he mused.
But seeing Sun Kelan’s guarded stance and Zhou Weiya’s eagerness for a fight, he nodded. "In that case, we’ll take our leave. We hope to see you inside Death Forest. Oh, and please pass my greetings to Wang Zhan. I, Hanqing, am looking forward to a battle with him!"
Just as they turned to leave, the battle took a sudden turn. Chen ngshu’s entire body jolted, her aura surging. The ntal energy, a natural manifestation of breaking through to the Warrior realm, slowly radiated from her.
She broke through!
Following Wang Zhan, Chen ngshu, the top junior at Chu State Martial Arts Academy, had finally advanced to the Warrior realm, becoming the second person from their academy to do so, surpassing Song Dongming.
Hanqing gave Chen ngshu, this woman fighting like a demon, a deep look. He nodded silently in approval before quietly turning away.
This is very good!
「...」
Not long after Chen ngshu broke through to the Warrior realm, Yuan ngru, who was disheveled and far from the Death Forest where Wang Zhan was, nearly lost her mind upon hearing the news from her classmates. Wang Zhan himself hadn’t received this update yet.
"Boss! Chu State Martial Arts Academy’s points have officially broken through ten thousand!"
How could it be so fast? Yuan ngru, initially pleased with her own success in killing several interdiate soldier-level beasts, suddenly looked gloomy and depressed.
Seeing her apparent dissatisfaction, everyone else fell silent, offering shaky words of comfort. "B-Boss, we just need to do our best. I think... if the Dean knew, he definitely wouldn’t bla us..."
Their attempt at comfort only seed to fuel her anger. Yuan ngru completely lost control. "AHHHHHHH!!!"
She was like an adorable, well-behaved little girl whose favorite snack had been stolen, with the thief flaunting a lollipop right in front of her. The thought alone was maddening!
However, just as Yuan ngru was flailing about in a frenzy, a figure appeared at the edge of the battlefield. This person was Wang Zhan, wearing a baggy set of clothes he had seemingly procured from sowhere.
Seeing them—or rather, her—ranting and raving like a child having a tantrum, Wang Zhan asked curiously, "Hello, are you all contestants in the Martial Arts Academy competition?"
Suddenly, their team all looked over as if by telepathy. Their attention focused on Wang Zhan. Among them, one face, Yuan ngru’s, though sowhat dirty, revealed clenched, pearly teeth.
Wang Zhan felt a sudden tension. He carefully pointed at Yuan ngru, then at his own head, and asked, "Are you guys okay? Or is there... sothing wrong with her?"
I recognize her, he thought. She was the one jumping around and screaming just now. There must be sothing wrong with her head.
Everyone was stunned, especially Yuan ngru.
? The pinnacle of contemporary young martial artists, an innocent, pure, and beautiful genius from a distinguished family, being told I have sothing wrong with my head?
Yuan ngru’s face instantly darkened, and her teammates quickly backed away.
She pointed at Wang Zhan and shrieked, "It’s none of your business if I’m a contestant! I just want to ask you, who do you think you are, talking to
like that? Apologize! Apologize right now! Or this young lady definitely won’t let you off easy!"
Her teammates exchanged glances. Has the Boss been driven mad by anger? ’This young lady’? Doesn’t she know she’s already twenty-one, practically an old auntie?
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