152: Chapter 152 Why Doesn't He Listen to Advice?
Wang Pingan's lazy voice, seemingly still carrying a hint of sleepiness, rang out as clearly as the softest whisper right beside Auston Charles's ear.
Yet, at this moment, the voice fell upon Auston's ears more terrifyingly than the roar of the most fearsome monster, filling him with dread.
His body froze completely in that instant.
His eyes, turned crimson with rage and grief, widened like copper bells, filled with extreme shock and disbelief that could not be described in words.
He felt a hand—a hand that looked fair, slender, and even somewhat weak—lightly resting on his shoulder.
That hand used no force at all.
But Auston felt as though he had been firmly suppressed by a mountain that had descended from the heavens.
The energy within him—the majestic power of a peak 5th-grade expert that had just ignited—was like a frozen river before this hand, unable to mobilize even the slightest bit.
He wanted to move, to resist, to break free.
But he discovered in despair that his body and his will seemed to have been completely frozen at this moment.
"How... could this be?"
He was Auston Charles!
The top talent of this generation from the Federal First Military Academy!
A peak 5th-grade expert!
How could he possibly be... restrained by one person, with one hand, so dismissively?
This was unreasonable!
This was unscientific!
"You... you..." Auston's lips trembled. He wanted to say something, but he felt as if his throat had been tightly strangled by an invisible giant hand, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Behind him, the Students of the Federal First Military Academy, who were also prepared to launch a desperate charge, collectively turned to stone upon seeing this inconceivable scene.
Their movements froze in place.
Their faces were written with the same absurdity and disbelief as their captain.
The captain... their invincible, god-like captain.
Had actually been controlled by someone so easily?
Was this... was this a dream?
"Sigh."
Wang Pingan looked at Auston's face, twisted with fear and humiliation, and sighed gently once more.
He really didn't want it to be this way.
He had only wanted to quietly watch the spectacle from the sidelines, and wait for them to fight the Three-Headed Demonic Dragon until both sides were exhausted, so he could reap the benefits.
But this group insisted on bringing their faces over for him to slap.
What could he say about that?
"I've said it before, I'm a peace-loving person who doesn't like fighting and killing."
Wang Pingan's voice was filled with "helplessness" and "sincerity."
"You fight your battles, I watch mine; wouldn't it be nice if we just stayed out of each other's way?"
"You forced my hand."
As he spoke, he shook his head with a serious expression.
His demeanor of having profited and still acting innocent left the Students of Xuanyuan University on the other side of the canyon wide-eyed and dumbstruck.
"Damn... the Captain is really fucking good at acting."
Shi Lei watched Wang Pingan's back, unable to refrain from expressing his heartfelt admiration inwardly.
His worship of Wang Pingan now went beyond the level of strength.
It had risen to the... spirit level.
What is called a realm?
This is what is called a realm!
On the side of the Federal First Military Academy, when the Students heard these words from Wang Pingan, each of them felt like their lungs were about to explode with anger!
What did he mean by "You fight your battles, I watch mine"?
What did he mean by "You forced my hand"?
Are we to believe that after so many of our brothers died, it turned out to be our fault?
"You... you bastard!"
A hot-tempered student, also a 5th-grade expert, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He let out a roar and wanted to rush up to fight Wang Pingan to the death.
However, he had barely taken a step.
Auston's hoarse voice, filled with endless bitterness, rang out.
"Stop!"
"Nobody move!"
The impulsive student's movement stiffened abruptly.
He turned his head and looked at his captain in disbelief.
He saw that Auston's face, which had once been incomparably arrogant and full of iron-blooded determination, was now left with only ash-like despair.
He knew that from the moment Wang Pingan's hand rested on his shoulder, this battle had already ended.
They were simply not in the same dimension as this young man.
Any resistance was merely futile.
"Let... let me go."
Auston's voice was dry, hoarse, and filled with endless exhaustion.
He seemed to have aged ten years in this instant.
"Oh?"
Wang Pingan raised his eyebrows, a look of "surprise" appearing on his face.
"You're not fighting anymore?"
Auston did not speak.
He only stared fixedly at Wang Pingan with eyes that had lost all their luster.
In that gaze, there was complexity.
There was unwillingness, humiliation, and despair.
"Fine."
Wang Pingan pursed his lips and, with a look of "boredom," released the hand that had been resting on Auston's shoulder.
The moment the hand released.
Auston's body went limp.
He staggered and almost collapsed directly to the ground.
He felt as if all the strength in his body had been completely drained in that instant.
The Students behind him rushed up to support him.
"Captain! Are you alright?"
"Captain!"
Auston ignored them.
He merely raised his head and looked at the Three-Headed Demonic Dragon not far away, which was also exhausted from the previous "Three Elements as One" and was currently lying on the ground, panting heavily.
Then he glanced at Wang Pingan, who had his hands in his pockets as if he had just done an insignificant trifle.
A bleak, self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.
"Let's... go."
He squeezed these three words out from between his teeth.
"Go?"
The Students behind him were all stunned.
"Captain! Are we not going to take revenge?!"
"Just like that? We lost so many brothers!"
"That's right! Captain! Let's fight them to the death!"
"Fight?"
Auston's laughter became increasingly bleak.
"With what are we going to fight?"
"Did you see clearly?"
"We didn't even qualify to make him use his full power."
All the Students of the Federal First Military Academy fell silent.
That's right.
Their captain, of whom they were so proud, a peak 5th-grade expert, couldn't even last a single move against the opponent.
What could they do if they went up?
Feed him kills?
However.
Just as they were disheartened and prepared to slink away from this painful place where they had suffered such great humiliation.
Wang Pingan's lazy voice rang out once more.
"Um... who said you could leave?"
"Did I agree to it?"