138: Chapter 138 Seventh-Order King Poison? Give me an extra hour!

The purple-black poison mist,

erupted like a volcanic explosion!

It was no ordinary toxic gas,

but an energy Domain mixed with Tier 7 Origin deadly poison,

instantly blotting out the sky and the sun,

as if determined to completely turn this space into a dead sea of death.

The entire Martial Arts Arena seemed to have its mute button pressed.

No one screamed.

No one cursed.

Even the Tongyuan Society Blood Disciples were retreating.

Because this thing didn't distinguish between friend and foe.

Wherever the poison mist passed,

the alloy ground hissed, dissolved, and smoked like plastic meeting lava,

and the exposed reinforced concrete instantly melted into purple-black pus.

Several nearby Tongyuan Society Blood Disciples who didn't have time to run

couldn't even let out a scream

before their skin festered in the poison mist,

and they dissolved into pools of bloody water.

"Tier 7 King Poison!"

Lang Qingyun's pupils contracted sharply,

arcs of electricity flashing repeatedly across his body.

Most of the courage Tie Moshan had just mustered

was instantly blown away by this blast of poison mist.

A single touch meant a cremation package.

Even the Federal Funeral System would call it energy-saving and emission-reducing.

"Su Ming!!"

In the distance, Shen Qingci cried out in alarm,

her face deathly pale.

"Retreat!"

Su Ming stood at the very front of the poison mist,

his back to everyone.

He didn't look back.

He just raised a hand and waved them back.

"Don't increase my workload here!"

Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng felt a tightness in his chest.

Damn it.

Letting a high schooler block the front while he ran away with the others?

If word of this got out, the Southern Military Region would be laughed out of existence.

He glanced at the terrified students behind him,

and then at the back of the figure facing the towering poison mist alone,

a trace of struggle flashing across his face.

How the hell was this any different from being a deserter?

But staying here was purely giving away their lives for nothing!

I don't have a cheat!

In a flash,

a spark of inspiration struck Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng's mind,

Got it!

He suddenly channeled his Qi,

and roared at all the stunned teachers and students:

"Attention everyone! Obey Captain Su Ming's command!"

"We will retreat first to cover the students' evacuation!"

"Leave the battlefield to Captain Su for now!"

Captain Su!

Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng had unlocked a new way to use military ranks.

We're not running away!

This is a strategic relocation!

We are executing a Captain's orders!

Tie Moshan froze for half a second,

then realized what was happening.

"Right! Obey Captain Su!"

Lang Qingyun grabbed two weak-legged students beside him.

"Run! What are you standing there waiting for, a menu?"

Chu Yao mobilized her wind talent,

tearing open a safe passage in the direction of retreat.

Everyone's souls snapped back into their bodies.

The instructors also scrambled up with flushed faces,

dragging the terrified students around them as they bolted toward the underground shelter.

This was Tier 7 King Poison that could dissolve anything on contact!

Who wouldn't be afraid?!

Quite a few people wished they could also inject a beastification potion,

just to grow a few more legs!

"My camera! My camera!"

A chubby examinee in the crowd stumbled,

and his fist-sized miniature camera dropped to the ground with a clatter.

Just as he was about to bend down to pick it up,

he was grabbed tightly by the back of his collar.

"Forget about it!"

Instructor Ying Wuhen carried the chubby kid,

rushing toward the shelter entrance without looking back.

Behind them,

the camera, which was still running,

the moment it came into contact with the edge of the poison mist,

its screen flickered,

and in the blink of an eye, it melted into a puddle of molten iron.

Across the internet, the livestream room of nearly fifty million viewers instantly went black.

[????????]

[Holy shit! It went black! Why did it go black? Is the King of Posers okay?!]

[Host! Host, are you okay? If you're dead, at least make a sound!]

[Anyone want to form a group to go to Jiangcheng? I'm in Rongcheng, my car is already warmed up!]

[Stop just watching! Hurry up and forward this livestream to the military!]

[I did, but my brother is just feeding pigs in the Northern Military Region...]

The number of viewers in the livestream room rose instead of falling.

A cliffhanger like a disconnected stream

was more effective than any clickbait title.

The entire internet's attention on Su Ming

soared to an all-time high at this moment.

Major forums, short video platforms, and the Federal Martial Arts Exam Channel

were all reposting that final frame.

A thirty-meter-tall purple scorpion.

A slender youth.

A descending wave of poison mist.

The image was frozen.

The headlines were also outrageous.

"Tier 7 King-class Source Beast Appears in Jiangcheng College Entrance Exam! King of Posers' Fate Unknown!"

"The Final Livestream Frame! He is Still Standing at the Very Front!"

"Su Ming: 'Retreat!' and then a black screen."

The popularity kept soaring.

...

Outside the barrier, Commander Qin Luo watched with reddened eyes.

"Increase pressure on the Wallbreaker!"

"Hurry!"

"Drill for me!"

The barrier-breaking drill roared madly.

Layers of barrier runes lit up.

The Mantis King hovered in mid-air,

its compound eyes spinning rapidly.

"The formation core! Guard the formation core!"

It was also panicking.

Not because of Commander Qin Luo.

But because of Su Ming.

That kid was standing in front of the Tier 7 King Poison,

and yet he hadn't run away.

What on earth did he want to do?!

...

Meanwhile, amidst the ruins of the Martial Arts Arena,

within this desperate torrent of retreating people,

there was one figure

who advanced instead of retreating.

Looking at the overwhelming dark purple tide of death surging toward him,

Su Ming did not retreat at all.

Instead, he opened his arms wide,

as if to embrace this death.

"He's crazy... that kid is crazy!"

Looking back from a distance, Tie Moshan saw this scene,

and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

However, in the next second,

a vortex nearly invisible to the naked eye appeared in Su Ming's palm.

[Kinetic Siphon] activated!

The sweeping poison mist that filled the sky

found an outlet,

and like a hundred rivers returning to the sea,

surged madly into Su Ming's body!

The Tier 7 King Poison, which was enough to melt Tier 5 alloy in three seconds,

the moment it touched his skin,

did not corrode or penetrate—

It was absorbed.

It was decomposed.

It was converted.

[Ding! High-concentration toxic energy absorbed, mass points +10,000!]

[Ding! mass points +10,000!]

[Ding! mass points +10,000!]

...

Ten thousand per second.

Standing in the center of the toxic tide,

Su Ming had only one thought in his mind.

I'm rich! I'm rich!

This is a full four times more than when I injected myself with the Scorpion King's tail!

This damn thing isn't Tier 7 King Poison.

This is a Tier 7 wealth management product!

The kind with an annual yield of ten thousand percent!

Because the absorption speed was too fast,

within a one-meter radius around Su Ming,

an absolutely non-toxic vacuum zone had actually formed.

The dark purple poison mist split automatically in front of him,

like river water flowing around a reef.

He even felt that the poison mist wasn't thick enough,

not exciting enough.

And so, under everyone's dumbfounded gazes,

braving the toxic gas that was enough to destroy everything,

he proactively walked toward the main body of the Purple Prison Poison Scorpion King.

One step, two steps,

as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.

The thirty-meter-tall Purple Prison Poison Scorpion King lowered its head,

its eight compound eyes staring intently at the human who was "strolling" through its strongest ultimate move.

It couldn't understand.

Its innate poison mist,

let alone a mere human,

even a same-tier King-class Source Beast

would have to avoid it at all costs!

But this human cub...

why could he stroll around inside it?

And even walk faster and faster?

And even look like he was enjoying it?!

"Roar—!!!"

The Purple Prison Poison Scorpion King could not accept this fact,

and began to squeeze its Source Energy frantically.

Its abdomen swelled once more,

and this time, the poison mist it spewed was mixed with a trace of pitch-black substance.

That was its poison Origin—Black Crystal Poison Marrow.

The lifelong condensed essence of the Tier 7 Purple Prison Poison Scorpion clan,

a single drop of which could make a Tier 3 poison-type Source Beast evolve crazily,

making it a coveted treasure for the poison-type Source Beasts of the abyss.

Every bit used was a bit gone forever.

This was its true trump card,

and its final madness.

It refused to believe this!

On what basis could a mere human be completely immune to all poisons!

The pitch-black toxin merged into the dark purple toxic tide,

and the concentration exploded!

Su Ming's steps paused.

[Ding! Ultra-high-concentration Origin toxic energy absorbed, mass points +15,000!]

Fifteen thousand!

It went up!

Dark gold patterns emerged on the surface of Su Ming's body,

glowing like flowing lava.

That was the external reaction of his silicon-based body rapidly converting a large amount of foreign energy.

This is so damn satisfying!

But in the next second—

a sudden wave of dizziness spread from the back of his head.

Su Ming stumbled,

his shoulder slamming into a standing piece of alloy wreckage,

folding the plate in half with a loud bang.

Huh?

He shook his head.

His vision was a bit blurry.

Absorbing an excessive amount of high-concentration toxic energy in a short period of time

had caused his silicon-based body to experience something akin to...

an oxygen-toxicity rejection reaction.

"Tsk... even a silicon-based body can get drunk."

He raised his hand to rub his eyes,

but the wind pressure whipped up by his palm sent a piece of rubble by his feet flying twenty meters away.

The thirty-meter-tall giant scorpion before him

began to double in his vision.

"This poison... is truly formidable! Quite a kick!"

[mass points +15,000!]

[mass points +15,000!]

[mass points +15,000!]

...

He grit his teeth,

forcing himself to keep walking forward.

Wobbling,

stumbling with uneven steps,

he left deep craters in the alloy ground with every step.

...

In the distance, Chu Yao, Tie Moshan, and Lang Qingyun, who had just rushed to the entrance of the shelter,

looked back just in time to see this scene.

They saw Su Ming swaying around in the poison mist.

Tottering from side to side.

The worldviews of these few people completely collapsed.

"That kid... is he inhaling poison?"

Tie Moshan's mouth twitched.

"That doesn't sound very proper."

Lang Qingyun rubbed his eyes vigorously,

and then cursed loudly:

"What the hell... kind of monster is he!"

"Cough, cough..."

A fit of violent coughing came from nearby.

The emergency potion that Chu Yao had poured down finally took effect.

Instructor Lin opened her eyes.

Her face was still pale,

and the wound on her chest was still bleeding,

but those eyes

stared intently at Su Ming's back in the poison mist,

her gaze filled with uncontrollable fanaticism.

"This boy... must be brought to Modu at all costs."

Instructor Ying Wuhen spoke softly,

his tone filled with shock and worry.

"Immunity to Tier 7 toxins...

absorbing energy to convert for his own use...

a pure physical system without Source Energy..."

He didn't finish.

But those present who heard it

felt a chill run down their spines.

Lieutenant Colonel Chu Feng wiped the blood from his face,

and making a prompt decision, he immediately used the military terminal on his wrist

to issue a strict order

to all the insiders present.

"By my authority as a Lieutenant Colonel of the Southern Military Region, I command!

Everything seen today regarding Captain Su Ming's abilities

is classified as top military secret!

Everyone must immediately sign the highest non-disclosure agreement!

Violators will be prosecuted for treason!"

...

In the center of the Martial Arts Arena,

the Purple Prison Poison Scorpion King was about to go mad.

It discovered to its despair

that its innate poison mist

had not only failed to harm the enemy in the slightest,

but was actually thinning at a rate visible to the naked eye.

It was almost sucked dry!

What a loss!

This mission was an absolute, utter loss!

Before coming here,

it had even made a bet with that Old Crocodile.

Saying this mission would be a piece of cake.

Going to a human college entrance exam venue to catch a few Genius cubs,

wouldn't it be just like a vacation?!

But look how it turned out!

Its poison stinger couldn't pierce him.

Its innate poison mist was being inhaled like air freshener!

Even its bottom-of-the-barrel poison essence was almost sucked dry.

This trip was a massive loss!

"Enough!!"

The Scorpion King stamped its eight legs hard on the ground,

causing the entire Martial Arts Arena to shake three times.

It withdrew the poison mist.

It wasn't that it didn't want to spray anymore.

It was because there really wasn't much left!

If it kept spraying,

its three-hundred-year foundation would be sucked into an empty shell by this human.

The poison mist can't hurt you?

Then I'll crush you to pieces!

For a creature like a scorpion, besides poison,

what is its strongest

means of attack?

—Its chelae!

I'm absolutely loaded with pincers!

Raising its two pairs of giant pincers capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks high,

its purple-black carapace gleamed with a cold metallic luster under the residual light of the barrier.

A single pincer was as large as a public bus.

A cold light flowed along its serrated edges.

Looking at Su Ming's wobbling figure,

in its eyes, he was full of openings!

Now is the time!

"Die—!"

The Purple Prison Poison Scorpion King let out a world-shaking roar.

Its thirty-meter giant body suddenly lunged forward,

its eight legs trampling the ground,

cracking it into spiderweb patterns with every step.

When its speed reached the limit,

even the air was torn apart with a sharp, piercing sound.

Su Ming raised his somewhat dizzy head,

seeing a purple-black shadow looming over him.

"Huh? Changed moves?"

"But I'm not done yet...!"

The Purple Prison Poison Scorpion King's right giant pincer suddenly lifted,

turning into a bolt of dark purple lightning that tore through the air!

Its speed was at the absolute limit!

Its power was at the absolute limit!

Boom!!!

That terrifying Tier 7 giant pincer, capable of slicing through mountain peaks,

carrying an Aura that could destroy everything,

before Su Ming could even react from his "drunken" state...

clamped down tightly!

grabbing Su Ming by the waist!

"Crack—!!!"

The serrated teeth ground into the outer layer of the dark star battle armor,

sending metal fragments flying.

The crushing force from both sides of the pincers surged in through his ribs,

and Su Ming felt as if his waist had been shoved into a closing hydraulic press,

the inner walls of his battle armor letting out a dense cracking sound.

That was a force sufficient to crush a small mountain into rubble!

Su Ming was firmly clamped in mid-air,

his feet off the ground.

In the Scorpion King's compound eyes,

a cruel pleasure finally emerged.

"Now, let's see how you're going to absorb this!"

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