Chapter 62 — Don't Co Over!
It was not as troubleso as Lu Sheng had imagined. Routine questions were just that. Questions. The people in the base asked Lu Sheng a few questions about what happened during the assessnt and then let him go.
They did not ask him to compensate for the broken puppets, nor did they ask him to take responsibility for the unconscious examiner.
Lu Sheng returned to his dorm and there was a set of packed food on the table. It was almost all at dishes, and they were all exotic beast at.
To avoid wasting food, Lu Sheng imdiately used the Stellar Body Refinent Technique.
With the double boost of the Stellar Body Refinent Technique and Natural Breathing Technique, Lu Sheng digested all the exotic beast at in his stomach.
The energy in the at turned into a stream of heat and was quickly absorbed by Lu Sheng.
"It almost has the sa effect as taking a Marrow Nourishing Pill …" Lu Sheng was quite satisfied with the energy provided by the exotic beast at.
He was originally worried that after staying in the training camp for so long, he would not have a place to replenish his Marrow Nourishing Pills.
But now, he did not have to worry about that anymore. The large amount of exotic beast at served to make up for this weakness perfectly.
Lu Sheng was slightly satisfied when he felt his BQV increasing again. He also finished the packed food.
Not long after he finished eating, another soldier ca.
"Gather at the base's great hall at 8 o'clock."
It was almost 8 o'clock. Lu Sheng packed up a little and followed the soldier to the great hall.
Just a few seconds after he stepped through the door, the great hall, which was originally noisy, suddenly beca silent. Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at him at the sa ti.
Shock, surprise, awe, curiosity, doubt … Gazes filled with all kinds of emotions surrounded him.
What happened in the ss hall at night had already spread among the students.
Lu Sheng of Baihe City, the legendary fourth person to pass the assessnt.
A peerless monster who destroyed 18 Level 2 chanical Puppets with his bare fists and even sent an official Level 3 Martial Artist examiner to the ICU ward.
Demon, monster, pervert!
Under the influence of all kinds of rumors, Lu Sheng had beco a scourge in the eyes of so students.
So even if he was lean, handso, and walked in quietly, many people retreated as if they had seen a ghost.
Lu Sheng walked towards the seats in the hall, and the students who had been sitting there imdiately stood up and scrambled to hide from him.
If one were to look down from above, it would feel as if Lu Sheng carried so kind of invisible force field with him.
Wherever he passed, the crowd retreated.
Lu Sheng casually found a seat and sat down.
After sitting down, he was surprised to find that not everyone had run away. There was still one person who hadn't moved, sitting right next to Lu Sheng.
And Lu Sheng just so happened to know this person, it was the girl, the potential spiritual master, called Xia Lin.
This was the first ti he was in such proximity to Xia Lin. Lu Sheng was surprised to find that this girl was quite pretty.
Yang Yuan's appearance was outstanding enough, but Xia Lin's facial features were even more exquisite than hers, and her temperant was also very special.
She was gentle and quiet, just like a top student in class. However, she seed to be a little cold and her body was trembling slightly.
Perhaps, the aid conditioner to be too cold for her. Lu Sheng thought.
…
"As expected of Xia Lin, the only spiritual master in our batch. She actually dares to sit so close to that monster, Lu Sheng!"
"Geniuses are always proud, let alone a genius like Xia Lin.
Although Lu Sheng is abnormal, I dare to bet that Xia Lin isn't afraid of him at all!"
"Indeed …"
Xia Lin sat in her seat, trembling. She was terrified. That person … That terrifying guy … At this mont, he was sitting right next to her, less than three ters away from her. Xia Lin could almost hear his breathing.
Hearing the exclamations and discussions of the crowd behind her, Xia Lin wanted to cry, but had no tears. What pride of a genius, pride, my ass!
It wasn't that she didn't want to run or change seats, but her legs were weak, and she couldn't stand up at all!
Ever since her experience at the entrance during the day, Xia Lin would occasionally recall the pair of ice-cold eyes, that side profile hidden in the darkness, and that pitiful young man who was lying on the ground like a corpse while being dragged by one of his legs.
It was too scary!
It was like a nightmare that she couldn't get rid of. Every ti she thought of it, she would break out in cold sweat.
Xia Lin couldn't control her body, her spirit curled up in her mind and trembled uncontrollably.
Don't co over!
Don't co over!
Xia Lin shouted in her mind.
…
"Lu Sheng, is it?" Four or five rows behind Lu Sheng, a dark-skinned young man with a vicious look on his face stared at Lu Sheng's back.
"A strength-type martial artist, the early stage is indeed shocking. I wonder if your fist can penetrate my stone skin, you’re welco to try, haha …" The young man's eyes were burning with a crazy passion, his fighting spirit blazing.
…
On the other side behind Lu Sheng, a handso young man with an elegant hairstyle was also looking at Lu Sheng. Beside him, a dozen young n surrounded him like stars studding the moon.
"Jinhe, this Lu Sheng is so arrogant, occupying so many seats by himself!"
"But his strength is really terrifying, I don't know if it's true or not, he beat a total of 18 Level 2 chanical Puppets and a Level 3 Martial Artist examiner …"
"Yeah …"
Hearing the exclamations of the people around him, the handso young man sneered and said, "You’re only fit to believe in those half-baked rumors. Who know what reality lies behind them … This Lu Sheng has the strength, but his upper limit is just like that.
“A strength-type martial artist is basically like this, in the beginning, they are fierce and have all kinds of exaggerated achievents. But in fact, they have capped potential, by the ti they get to higher level, they just beco lackluster and fade out. The higher they climb, the more mundane they beco.”
“But aren’t we in the early stages as well? Won’t we have to concede to him now?” A young man said unwillingly.
The handso young man said faintly, "Not necessarily, after entering this training camp, we’ll see rapid improvents. It's a competition of potential.
“My potential is definitely stronger than his, plus I'm a speed-type martial artist, my advantage is very obvious. No matter how strong he is, he has to be able to keep up with my movents and speed first. Do you think that every battle will be in a narrow and claustrophobic environnt like the assessnt tunnel, hehe … During the assessnt, I didn't even use my advantage in speed …"
The handso young man smiled, his face was full of calm confidence.
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