12: Chapter 12: The Mass Expansion Strategy - Orc Warriors

Meanwhile, on the other side of the arena, a burly boy strode forward.

Zhao Gang, 1.85 meters tall, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, walked with a gust of wind. His world was an Orc World; it received an A-grade evaluation yesterday, and he followed the most orthodox Troop Spamming route.

One hundred and twenty Orc Warriors had already formed a simple tribal structure.

Zhao Gang stood in the center of the arena, looking down at Su Bai with a hint of disdain in his smile.

"Are you that S-grade?"

His voice was loud, intentionally making it audible to the entire audience.

"I heard you used 100 Faith Points to create a three-star hero? And then you ran out of points? Just a lone hero?"

Su Bai stood opposite him, a head shorter and a size smaller, like a cat standing in front of a bear.

But his expression was calm, and his voice even calmer.

"You'll find out when we try."

Zhao Gang sneered, "Alright, let's try then. I want to see how many seconds your Ghost Bride can last against my one hundred and twenty Orc Warriors."

The presiding teacher raised his hand, his gaze sweeping over both their faces.

"Prepare!!"

Su Bai closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the Underworld.

Grayish-white Yin Qi surged, and the Ghost Bride appeared before him instantly, her red dress like blood and her black hair like a waterfall.

"Master! Are we going to fight?" Her eyes were as bright as two stars.

The Slit-Mouthed Woman silently stood by his side, holding her scissors, her white mask covering the lower half of her face.

Sadako stepped out of the Yin Qi, long hair covering her face, her white dress soaking wet, her bare feet suspended an inch above the ground.

Behind him, one hundred and eighty-eight Yin Soldiers stood in neat ranks, their rusted spears flickering with a cold, ghostly light in the grayish-white mist.

Su Bai opened his eyes.

"Start!"

The presiding teacher's hand dropped abruptly.

Zhao Gang reacted extremely fast, roaring almost the moment the teacher's hand fell:

"Orc Warriors, all-out charge!"

Above the arena, a holographic projection simultaneously cast the units from both worlds.

On one side, one hundred and twenty Orc Warriors appeared out of thin air.

They were generally between 1.9 and 2 meters tall, with dark green skin, knotted muscles, and exposed fangs. Some held stone axes, some carried bone clubs, and some were even bare-handed, but a battle frenzy burned in the eyes of every single one.

They let out heaven-shaking roars, sweeping forward toward Su Bai like a green torrent.

A wave of exclamations rose from the stands.

"One hundred and twenty! Is Zhao Gang bringing out his entire fortune?"

"This is the terror of the Troop Spamming Stream—numerical suppression! Even if you have a hero unit, can one hero fight one hundred and twenty?"

"Su Bai is finished. He only has one hero, how can he fight?"

On the judges' panel, the Bespectacled Teacher shook his head and whispered to the colleague beside him, "Too reckless. Although a three-star hero is strong, a Tier 1 hero's stamina is limited. Facing one hundred and twenty Tier 1 Orc Warriors, even if she can kill fifty or sixty, she will eventually be exhausted. This is the advantage of the Troop Spamming Stream; it can wear you to death."

The Female Teacher beside him didn't speak, only staring at the red figure on the holographic projection.

Su Bai stood at the edge of the arena, his face as calm as if he were watching a match that had nothing to do with him.

He raised his hand and gave a light wave.

"Sadako."

"Yes, Master."

A gentle voice came from behind the long hair.

In the next second, Sadako's figure disappeared from where she stood.

[Image Shuttle]!

Zhao Gang's pupils suddenly constricted.

What did he see?

That woman in white with long hair appeared directly in front of his Orc Warriors' charge path.

She stood before the green torrent, her figure so slender it seemed as if a gust of wind could knock her over.

She raised her hand and slowly brushed aside the long hair on her face.

Revealing that pale, delicate, and quiet face.

In those eyes, there was nothing.

She looked at the Orc Warrior charging at the very front, her lips moving slightly.

[Curse Brand].

That Orc Warrior suddenly stopped in his tracks, clutching his head with both hands, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.

His eyeballs began to fill with blood, and the veins on his temples bulged as if something were growing frantically inside his mind.

Three seconds later, he bled from his seven orifices and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

[Curse Brand: Carves an indelible mark of fear into the target's consciousness, dealing continuous mental damage. The mark can never be removed unless the target dies.]

But this was only the beginning.

Sadako's figure disappeared again, appearing in front of another Orc Warrior.

Another Curse Brand.

Another one fell.

Disappear, appear, brand, disappear.

Her speed was so fast it was dazzling; every time she appeared, she took the life of an Orc Warrior.

In the stands, over three thousand students watched dumbfounded.

"What... what the hell is this? How is she teleporting?"

"It's not teleportation, it's Image Shuttle! Didn't you see the data? She can shuttle through any image medium! The arena is full of holographic projection light beams; to her, they are everywhere!"

"Killing them one by one? This efficiency is way too high!"

Zhao Gang's expression changed.

But he didn't panic. Gritting his teeth, he roared, "Scatter! Don't charge in a cluster! Archers, fire!"

Among the Orc Warriors, over twenty warriors holding crude bows and arrows stopped, drew their bows, and aimed at Sadako's figure.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!

Arrows cut through the air, dense as rain.

Sadako's figure disappeared again, and the arrows all missed.

But this time, the position where she appeared was caught by Zhao Gang.

"Left! Surround her!"

Over a dozen Orc Warriors pounced toward the spot where Sadako appeared.

Sadako didn't dodge.

She just stood there, letting those Orc Warriors pounce on her.

A stone axe fell, hacking into her shoulder.

The axe passed through her body as if it had struck a mass of air.

[Undying Regeneration]!

The wound healed in an instant, without even a drop of blood flowing out.

Sadako looked up at the Orc Warrior who had hacked her, her lips moving slightly.

Another Curse Brand.

The Orc Warrior screamed and fell to the ground.

Zhao Gang's face completely changed.

"Impossible! Physical attacks are useless? What kind of skill is this?"

On the judges' panel, the Bespectacled Teacher sprang up, his eyes bulging like copper bells. "Undying Regeneration? This... this is a passive skill that only four-star heroes have! Her hero is four-star?"

The Female Teacher beside him sneered, "Didn't you say yesterday that his path wouldn't work? A four-star hero with five skills—say it again, tell me it won't work?"

The Bespectacled Teacher opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

The Old Principal was still squinting, holding his thermos, as if everything were within expectations.