241: Chapter 241 Monster Arrival

At that very moment, the ground began to tremble violently, as if some colossal entity was about to burst forth from the earth.

CRACK!

A deafening roar erupted.

In the central region of the Gloomy Forest, the earth suddenly split open, revealing a massive fissure.

The chasm was a hundred meters wide and unfathomably deep.

Crimson demonic energy surged from the crack, shooting straight into the sky.

Immediately after...

A series of blood-curdling shrieks emanated from the depths of the fissure.

The sound was saturated with savagery, bloodlust, and madness.

"ROAR!"

Countless pairs of scarlet eyes ignited within the darkness.

Dense hordes of abyssal monsters, like a black tide, surged up from the fissure onto the surface.

These were true abyssal creatures, with twisted limbs, bodies covered in hard scales, and corrosive saliva dripping from their maws.

Their sheer numbers were utterly despair-inducing.

"We're finished..."

A timid female student, seeing the overwhelming tide of monsters, felt her legs give way and collapsed to the ground.

All escape routes were sealed off.

Communications were cut. They were trapped like turtles in a jar.

The abyssal aura swept over them like a tsunami.

The entire Gloomy Forest was instantly transformed into a living hell.

The abyssal monsters pouring from the fissure gave the students no time to react.

They roared, driven by a thirst for blood, and frantically lunged at the nearest humans.

"AH!"

A piercing scream tore through the forest's deathly silence.

A male student from the elite class, positioned too far forward, was instantly pounced upon by a highly agile Abyssal Demon Ape.

The demon ape's sharp claws instantly shredded his C-grade protective suit.

Blood gushed forth.

The surrounding students were paralyzed by the bloody scene.

Though they were geniuses, and had slain countless beasts in holographic simulations...

That was fake.

There was no such nauseating stench of blood, no such overwhelming sense of despair in the face of death.

The defensive line instantly crumbled.

"Run! Run for your lives!"

Someone—no one knew who—shouted.

The barely maintained formation instantly fell into disarray.

Students fled backward, crying and shouting, shoving each other. Some were knocked down by their companions and, before they could get up, were swallowed by the oncoming tide of monsters.

Professor Wang's eyes were bloodshot as he wildly swung his Alloy Battle Saber.

"No chaos! Maintain formation!"

"Back-to-back defense! Anyone who retreats, I'll shoot them dead!"

He roared, cleaving through an Abyssal Hound attempting a sneak attack.

As a Grandmaster First Stage powerhouse, he still had some fighting chance against this level of monster horde.

But he couldn't protect this many people.

The elite class students were already scared out of their wits, deaf to his commands.

Watching a massive Abyssal Commander brandishing a giant axe about to breach the final line of defense and chop a dozen petrified students into mincemeat...

Professor Wang closed his eyes in despair.

It was over.

This trial was about to become Jing University's Day of Shame.

At this critical juncture...

A calm voice suddenly rang out amidst the chaotic battlefield.

"Tsk. Young people these days, their mental fortitude is still too weak."

The voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Immediately after...

A tall, straight figure appeared without warning before that Abyssal Commander.

It was Lin Fan.

He was still wearing that refined black suit, gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

Amidst the blood-soaked battlefield, his attire seemed utterly out of place.

The Abyssal Commander's murderous scarlet eyes locked onto this reckless human.

The giant axe, with a whistling sound, came crashing down.

The force behind this axe could cleave a heavy tank.

However...

Lin Fan didn't even look up.

He merely slowly extended his right hand and removed the glasses from his nose.

Then, carefully folded them and placed them in his breast pocket.

"Class is in session."

Lin Fan murmured softly.

The next second...

A terrifying, suffocating surge of vital energy erupted from within him.

BOOM!

The previously refined and scholarly Instructor Lin vanished in an instant.

In his place stood an Asura from hell.

The terrifying aura of Grandmaster Fourth Stage swept across the field like a volcanic eruption.

A vicious-looking battle saber had somehow appeared in Lin Fan's hand.

It was an A-grade weapon, 'Demon Slayer', selected from the system space.

"Die."

Lin Fan uttered a single word.

The battle saber transformed into a fierce crimson arc, meeting the giant axe head-on.

CLANG!

A deafening metallic clang echoed.

The seemingly indestructible giant axe, under Lin Fan's blade, shattered as easily as tofu, splitting cleanly in two.

The blade's momentum didn't waver.

THWACK!

The Abyssal Commander's massive body was neatly cleaved in two, starting from between its brows.

Black demonic blood gushed forth like a torrential downpour.

Lin Fan stood bathed in the demonic blood, not even blinking.

He swung his hand back.

The two halves of the massive corpse vanished into thin air before they even hit the ground.

Directly stored into the system space.

"Abyssal Commander. Core materials are demon bone and heart. Can be used to craft A-grade enhancement potions."

"Market price: three million."

Holding a megaphone, Lin Fan calmly conducted on-the-spot instruction while flicking blood off his blade.

Complete silence fell over the field.

The students who had been fleeing for their lives now stood with mouths agape, staring dumbfounded at the scene.

Even Professor Wang forgot to swing his saber.

This... was this still that Shrewd Merchant Lin Fan who only knew how to swindle and spout nonsense?

One slash to instantly kill an Abyssal Commander with combat power comparable to Grandmaster First Stage?

Such terrifying explosive force—even he, a proper professor, couldn't achieve that!

"What are you gawking at?"

Lin Fan turned his head, his icy gaze sweeping over the trembling students.

At this moment, the usual playful smirk was gone from his eyes.

Only a heart-stopping indifference and authority remained.

"This is the Abyss."

"This is a real battlefield."

"Either kill them all, or become their excrement."

As he spoke...

Several more clueless Abyssal Demon Wolves lunged at him.

Without even looking, Lin Fan swept his blade backhand.

A terrifying blade energy instantly bisected all monsters within a ten-meter radius.

He killed while simultaneously and skillfully kicking the corpses into the system space.

His movements were fluid, as if harvesting vegetables in his own backyard.

"Demon wolf pelt, excellent material for leather armor. Fifty thousand per pelt."

"Demon wolf fang, premium auxiliary material for crafting daggers. Three thousand per fang."

Lin Fan's voice, amplified by the megaphone, echoed across the battlefield.

This utterly incongruous "pricing commentary" miraculously dispelled some of the fear in the students' hearts.

Watching that figure cutting a swath through the monster horde like a war god...

The students' worldviews were profoundly shaken.

So...

This was Instructor Lin's true strength?

This was the confidence that allowed him to act so arrogantly at Jing University?

Playing the pig to eat the tiger!

This was absolutely top-tier 'playing the pig to eat the tiger'!

Su Qingxue stood amidst the crowd, watching that back, a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes.

She had long known Lin Fan was strong.

But witnessing him shed his disguise firsthand, the shock still made her heart race.

"Stop daydreaming!"

Zhang Hao shouted, raising a massive tower shield and slamming it into a sneaky minor monster, sending it flying.

"Brother Fan is buying us time!"

"Don't any of you dare chicken out now!"

However...

The number of monsters was simply overwhelming.

New abyssal creatures were still pouring out endlessly from the fissure.

Even if Lin Fan could cleave through swathes with one slash, against this endless tide, the power of a single individual still seemed insignificant.

"ROAR!"

Several even more terrifying roars came from the distance.

Those were several Abyssal Tyrants whose strength had reached Grandmaster Middle Stage.

They charged forward, trampling over the corpses of their kin.

Lin Fan's brow furrowed slightly.

He could kill, but he was alone.

If he got entangled by these Tyrants, the remaining students would surely be swallowed by the horde.

He had to change tactics.

Lin Fan kicked away a giant spider that lunged at him, using the force to leap backward, landing in front of the Blind Box Class formation.