106: Chapter 106 Holy crap, Mei Wushuang

The playground was quickly cleared into separate combat zones.

The one thousand freshmen participating in the selection dispersed. The seventy-two challenge teams and other temporarily formed groups each sought out their targets, the air filled with restless fluctuations of blood energy and irrepressible shouts.

The arrogant instructor standing opposite Lu Cheng was a veteran teacher at Navigator Academy, a master of the War King Realm.

Once someone reached this realm, even if they forcibly suppressed their cultivation to the Source Gathering Realm, even if they couldn't release their Source Power, couldn't form protective aura, lacked martial intent, and couldn't manifest a domain, they were still a War King.

The foundation of their physical body was still there.

Even if they held back a little, they could still pin a group of students to the ground and rub them into the dirt.

Lu Cheng stared at Instructor Qi Xiangtian, his gaze becoming more serious. This person was someone who had truly crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

On the podium, the woman in black who had previously been standing beside Principal Xue Zhenting took a step forward.

Her expression was cold, and she raised her hand, fingers slightly spread.

Hum... A very faint vibrating sound suddenly echoed in the air.

The next second, translucent energy barriers rose from the ground, dividing the entire playground into more than twenty independent zones.

The edges of each zone shimmered with a pale blue flowing light, the light curtains undulating slightly, cutting off even the airflow.

Just as the isolation zones were fully formed, battles in other areas had already broken out one after another.

Bang! In a zone on the left, a freshman had just rushed forward when he was kicked away, sliding more than ten meters along the ground and crashing into the light curtain, sending ripples across it.

On the other side, three students lunged at an assistant instructor simultaneously, but the opponent shifted his feet, dropped his shoulder, and threw three punches, knocking them all down with a series of bangs.

Fifteen people had just set up their formation when the instructor charged into the crowd. His fists, elbows, and knees moved as one, taking down five or six people in just a few seconds; their screams could be heard clearly through the light curtain.

Instructor Qi Xiangtian stood opposite them and suddenly smiled.

"Did you see that?"

"So, I'll give you a chance."

He raised his right hand and beckoned to Lu Cheng and the others, his tone even sounding a bit lazy.

"Ten seconds."

"Within ten seconds, you attack first."

"After ten seconds, I'll make my move."

As soon as these words fell, the expressions of the people around him changed. This was too arrogant.

Lu Cheng's eyes flashed, and with almost no hesitation, he stomped his foot, his internal blood energy exploding with a roar.

Dragon Rage, activate!

Boom! A scorching and overbearing aura instantly rose from within him. Golden-white dragon patterns quickly emerged along his arms and neck, and his strength, speed, and explosive power all surged a notch in an instant.

The ground emitted a dull thud from his stomp, and he lunged straight for Instructor Qi Xiangtian's face!

Instructor Qi Xiangtian's eyes narrowed slightly.

So fast!

Bang! Lu Cheng's first punch had already smashed over.

Instructor Qi Xiangtian raised his arm to block. Fist and arm collided, emitting a dull, explosive sound.

He was actually shocked into taking half a step back.

Before he could steady himself, Lu Cheng's second and third punches followed.

Collapsing Fist - Three Styles: Origin!

The punch force layered on top of itself, causing the air to crackle constantly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Instructor Qi Xiangtian blocked three times in a row, his shoulders dropping. He was actually forced back several steps by Lu Cheng, dragging two trails on the ground with his feet.

Lu Cheng cursed while throwing punches.

"What are you still standing there for?!"

"Gank him!"

This shout woke everyone else up.

"Go!"

Xia Xi was the first to rush out, swinging her large hammer. Her footsteps thundered, and the hammer head whistled through the air, smashing directly at Instructor Qi Xiangtian's side.

Qian Shuying flashed, Geng Metal Tiger Pattern appearing on her arms. Her speed increased sharply, and her blade slashed toward Instructor Qi Xiangtian's lower body from the other side.

Tao Jiansheng, Zhou Jinan, and the other eight club members all moved, charging forward, cutting from the sides, and sealing his position. The fifteen people instantly surrounded Instructor Qi Xiangtian.

Su Wan didn't rush to the front immediately; instead, she took half a step back. Her eyes were frighteningly calm, her fingers resting lightly on the hilt of her sword, blood energy circulating rapidly within her.

President Ji Guyan wasn't in a rush to draw his sword either, watching every move of Instructor Qi Xiangtian from behind, light flashing constantly around his body...

Bang bang bang bang! In just a few seconds, Instructor Qi Xiangtian had already taken dozens of hits.

It was the first time Instructor Qi Xiangtian had been beaten so frustratingly.

But a War King was a War King after all. Even if his realm was suppressed, his body was ridiculously strong.

Instructor Qi Xiangtian gritted his teeth and endured this wave, his eyes finally turning cold.

"Fine."

"Warm-up is over."

As soon as his voice fell, he twisted his waist, his entire aura changing abruptly. Just as he was about to forcibly counterattack through the barrage, suddenly.

His body suddenly stiffened.

His wrists, ankles, calves, and even his shoulders were, at some point, covered in a layer of fine frost!

Crack, crack, crack! The cold air spread rapidly along his skin, freezing a portion of his limbs in the blink of an eye.

Instructor Qi Xiangtian's pupils contracted, and he blurted out.

"Releasing Source Power???"

"Is this a move that blood energy can master???"

Instructor Qi Xiangtian's reaction was also astonishingly fast; he violently shook his blood energy.

Bang! The ice shards attached to his hands and feet instantly exploded, scattering broken ice everywhere.

But in the split second he shook off the frost, the ground beneath his feet suddenly bulged.

Poof! Several thick thorns wrapped in mud suddenly burst out from the ground, directly entangling his ankles and calves. Clumps of mud and roots wrapped around layer by layer, locking his feet tightly in place.

Instructor Qi Xiangtian looked down, his face turning black.

"Damn it..."

"Coordinating this well?!"

The veins on Tao Jiansheng's forehead were bulging, his hands pressed hard against the ground. Clearly, this move consumed a great deal of energy.

Instructor Qi Xiangtian exerted force with his feet, and the ground immediately cracked with a crunch.

The thorns and mud kept shattering under his terrifying strength, but they still managed to hold him back for half a beat.

And this half-beat was enough for Lu Cheng and the others.

"Move!"

President Ji Guyan suddenly let out a low shout.

As this sound fell, Lu Cheng didn't even think about it, his body directly side-stepping.

Xia Xi also abruptly retracted her hammer and retreated, while Qian Shuying and Zhou Jinan simultaneously pulled apart to both sides.

Everyone's movements were frighteningly synchronized.

Instructor Qi Xiangtian's heart sank immediately.

The next second, the sword in President Ji Guyan's hand lit up.

It wasn't ordinary reflection.

It was an extremely condensed holy white light, spreading from the blade tip to the sword body, blindingly bright, and even cutting a scorching sensation into the surrounding air.

He tapped his foot, his figure instantly stretching into a stream of light, killing in a straight line!

A-level martial technique, Stigmata Sun Slash!

President Ji Guyan only had this one chance; if he didn't hit him, he would have no combat power left...

Instructor Qi Xiangtian's scalp tingled.

Damn it! Being hit head-on by this blow would definitely mean suffering a huge loss!

He immediately wanted to forcibly break free from the restraints at his feet, but just as he exerted force, a bizarre, sharp pain suddenly came from below his lower back.

It was as if someone had pricked his ass with a needle...

Instructor Qi Xiangtian shivered, his blood energy circulation disrupted for half a beat, and he almost cursed out loud on the spot.

Who?! Which wicked bastard?!

And just at the moment Instructor Qi Xiangtian lost his balance, Zhou Jinan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's it, now!"

Clatter! The iron chain in his hand lashed out, accurately looping around Instructor Qi Xiangtian's shoulder, arm, and chest, then he pulled back with all his might.

At the same time, the other eight club members around also lunged forward.

Some sealed the left side, some blocked the right, some cut off the rear, and some punched directly from the front to force him to raise his hands.

In this extremely short moment, the fifteen people had actually sealed off all of Instructor Qi Xiangtian's retreat routes!

Instructor Qi Xiangtian's eyelid twitched.

Damn it! These kids hadn't rehearsed this before, had they?!

He didn't have time to think more; the holy white sword light was already upon him.

President Ji Guyan held the sword with both hands, his eyes frighteningly cold, the sword blade trailing a searing bright light as he slashed straight down!

Instructor Qi Xiangtian had only one thought left.

This sword strike, absolutely cannot take it head-on!

But his feet were entangled, his body locked, and there were people on both sides; there was no room to dodge at all.

The next second.

Boom!!!

President Ji Guyan's sword strike landed solidly on Instructor Qi Xiangtian.

The terrifying impact and holy light exploded instantly, the ground cracked in a circle, and the light curtain of the entire isolation zone swayed along with it.

Instructor Qi Xiangtian groaned, his clothes ripped open on the spot, a charred sword mark appeared on his chest, and he was blasted backward by the blow.

It was also at this moment that the Source Power forcibly suppressed within his body exploded violently.

Boom! A trace of power fluctuation belonging to above the Source Gathering Realm instantly leaked out.

Instructor Qi Xiangtian himself knew it was over.

He had been forced to lift his realm restriction.

On the podium, Principal Xue Zhenting's eyelid twitched violently, and he almost deformed the thermos in his hand.

The woman in black also finally looked this way properly, her gaze narrowing slightly.

Inside the isolation zone, Instructor Qi Xiangtian slowly exhaled, raised his hand to pat the sword mark on his chest, his expression very complex.

There was shock, frustration, and a bit of toothache.

He looked at the fifteen panting freshmen in front of him, was silent for two seconds, and finally grinned.

"You guys are really ruthless..."

Lu Cheng exited the Dragon Rage state. This time, he hadn't acted as the main force... seeing this sword strike from President Ji Guyan made it worth it, he said with a smile.

"Instructor, not bad, right?"

Instructor Qi Xiangtian glared at him, grinding his teeth in anger.

"You little brat, not bad, go find the Principal and collect your reward!"

After cursing that line, Instructor Qi Xiangtian waved his hand with a dark face and turned to walk to the other side.

He walked very fast, his back figure exuding a sense of irritation.

In fact, the students had no idea that the ten points they had just earned were deducted directly from the instructor's salary.

The academy's rules were quite malicious.

If the instructor won, they would get a salary corresponding to the points. In previous years, this project was like a bonus for most instructors.

But this year, it was different. Not only did they not get the bonus, but they also lost one hundred and fifty points, and their backside was inexplicably pricked...

The more Instructor Qi Xiangtian thought about it, the darker his face became.

Damn it.

He could already imagine how his colleagues would laugh at him later.

About ten minutes later, the battles on the playground stopped one after another.

The isolation zones dissipated. Bruised and battered freshmen were everywhere, and there were still residual blood energy waves on the ground that hadn't dissipated.

Principal Xue Zhenting stood in front of the podium, his gaze sweeping across the field, his brows furrowing slightly.

The statistical results were quickly delivered.

Besides Lu Cheng's team, there were actually two other teams that had defeated teachers, and one of them had also defeated an instructor.

The quality of this batch of students... was actually higher than in previous years.

In previous years, it was rare for even one team to win this kind of test, but this year, three had popped up.

Interesting.

Principal Xue Zhenting withdrew his gaze, took a step forward, and spoke in a deep voice:

"Very good, it seems not everyone is trash."

The playground suddenly went quiet.

Many freshmen who had just lost still had ugly expressions, but hearing this, their ears perked up.

Principal Xue Zhenting continued:

"Of course, students who lost don't need to belittle themselves."

"If you were born stronger than anyone else, there would be no need to come to our Navigator Academy for selection!"

"During our selection process, we will teach you many things. As long as you study hard, you will have every opportunity to surpass those who won today!"

Principal Xue Zhenting looked behind him and continued:

"Next, let us introduce the instructors from the other two institutes!"

Behind the podium, several figures stood up one after another.

One of the women stood up.

She wore a minimalist white uniform, her figure slender, long hair tied behind her head, her features very cold, and standing there, she exuded a vibe of "do not approach."

When she spoke, her voice was also very faint:

"Hello students, I am the Dean of the Mechanical Institute... My name is Mei Wushuang..."

Mei Wushuang?

Lu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened.

Holy crap.

She is actually Mei Wushuang?

No wonder he hadn't seen this name at all when he was flipping through the faculty and staff files earlier.

She is the Dean of the Mechanical Institute?!

Just as this thought popped into Lu Cheng's mind, he felt the gaze of Mei Wushuang on the podium fall gently on him.

He didn't know if it was Lu Cheng's illusion, but he felt that Mei Wushuang had been looking at him...