165: Special elemental talent, ice!

Soon, two-thirds of the Low-level demons surrounding the dungeon had been cleared by Xia Qi alone.

Watching Xia Qi's military merits rapidly increase, it was impossible for the surrounding Longguo soldiers not to feel envious.

They had over a hundred people, so how could they let Xia Qi face it alone?

Even if their strength was insufficient, they still organized effective counterattacks in groups of three to five.

Xia Qi charged at the very front, butchering demons like cutting vegetables, killing them one by one, which was incredibly efficient.

Before long, with everyone's concerted effort, all the Low-level demons that had invaded were wiped out.

On the human side, apart from a very small number of deaths and a few seriously injured, everyone else was still in good condition.

In this wave, Xia Qi killed nearly six hundred Low-level demons, accumulating 585 military merits, not far from becoming a Six-star Private.

This made the Nine-star Veteran incredibly envious; he had been in the Dragon Battlefield for almost two years.

The military merits he earned were not as much as Xia Qi's in just a few minutes, wasn't that infuriating?

But then again, if it weren't for Xia Qi this time, facing such a large number of Low-level demons, it would have been good enough to escape, let alone earn military merits.

Everyone was actually well aware of this.

They actually took advantage of the situation; Xia Qi alone had already struck fear into the Low-level demons.

When they counterattacked, the resistance was much less.

After the battle, many people collapsed onto the ground.

"That's great, we're finally saved."

"Yeah, I almost lost my life here."

"Don't you think it's strange? This is clearly the outskirts of the battlefield, yet there are so many Low-level demons. Are the demonic creatures launching a major counterattack?"

"You're overthinking it. It should just be a sudden incident. It's not unheard of before. Once you enter the battlefield, don't hold onto a lucky mentality, okay?"

"True, perhaps there are similar battles in other places. We've been comfortable for too long; I almost didn't react just now."

"I think the garrisoned army should come out and clear them, otherwise, if the outskirts are this dangerous, where else would anyone dare to go?"

"Don't think so much; get treated if you're injured, and go back if you need to."

Many people were injured, with missing limbs.

They quickly used the teleportation stone to return and find the garrison's healer. If they delayed, they might end up like Li Pengfei, with permanent disabilities, which was quite normal.

Xia Qi sheathed his sword, just about to walk back to the front of the dungeon.

Cheng An, the veteran, came to Xia Qi with a smile.

"Little brother, let me introduce myself. My name is Cheng An, a Second-turn Swordsman, Rank 33, from Shengjing University, third year."

As Cheng An finished speaking, Xia Qi looked at him with a surprised expression.

That weathered face looked like an uncle no matter how he looked at it. He thought he was very old, but it turned out he was only three years older than himself.

It seemed the battlefield really could wear a person down.

"Xia Qi, Rank 29, a First-turn Mage, from Shengjing University."

Xia Qi didn't hide anything and readily told him.

This information, if one was interested, could be found out with a little effort, so there was no need to hide it.

"Holy crap!"

"You're actually a Junior Xia Qi? Rank 29 and so powerful? Which year are you from?"

Cheng An's surprise was evident; this information was even more impactful than Xia Qi's earlier killing of the Low-level demons.

He had never seen a Shengjing student who hadn't even reached Rank 30 possess such powerful combat strength.

Xia Qi glanced at his phone; it was just past midnight. "I'm a new student this year. I just attended the freshman ceremony yesterday."

Saying that should be fine.

What?

Clang!

Cheng An's longsword involuntarily dropped to the ground; his mouth hung open in a daze.

You, a student who just attended the freshman ceremony, are this powerful?

No, are you sure you're not Rank 39 or higher, just showing off here?

Cheng An stared intently at Xia Qi's expression; there was no unnaturalness or sign of lying, as if it were true.

Not just him, but Cheng An's teammates were also stunned.

They looked at each other, wide-eyed, unable to believe it.

Those with Cheng An were, of course, all students from Shengjing University, and each of them was Xia Qi's senior.

Could students from Shengjing who had been there for a few years and honed themselves in the Dragon Battlefield be mediocre? They were all Geniuses!

But now, Xia Qi's single phrase, "new student."

Directly shattered their worldview.

Could such a monstrous new student truly exist?

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't new students just be Rank 18, then get 'educated' by older students at the freshman ceremony, and then obediently receive guidance, Cultivate diligently, and learn skills at the university?

They would then gain the qualification to go to the Home of Dungeons, and then farm dungeons at the Home of Dungeons to raise their Rank.

Only when they had undergone their second turn and learned most of their skills would they come to the Dragon Battlefield for Trial.

To earn military merits and academic credits.

Or perhaps to enter a certain academy and participate in some Trials.

At least they would clear a Fallen Land dungeon before considering going to the battlefield, right?

Cheng An swallowed with difficulty. For some reason, he felt a burning pain on his face.

"Junior Xia Qi, oh no, Big Boss?"

"You wouldn't happen to be the heir of some top-tier noble family, would you?"

"Have you already entered Godslayer Academy?"

"You're overthinking it. I got in through the college entrance exam. I just came here to get some academic credits. I haven't even gotten into Godslayer Academy yet."

Xia Qi stated truthfully.

They would know all these things if they just inquired back at Shengjing.

Upon hearing this, Cheng An and the others felt even worse.

Damn it...

Xia Qi wasn't even from a noble family; he was a pure commoner who got in through the college entrance exam, so how could his strength be so terrifying?

A realization suddenly dawned on them.

An answer was on the tip of their tongues.

When all other possibilities were ruled out, then there was only one possibility!

An S-Rank Talent Awakener!

Only such rare Talent holders could transcend their Rank and unleash such powerful strength.

"Lu Xiaoqi, look at you. You're also a Mage, but how can the gap between you and Junior Xia Qi be so huge?"

Cheng An looked at a man in a mage robe in the team with a disappointed expression.

Lu Xiaoqi opened his mouth, then spat, "Pfft, Captain, what does this have to do with being a Mage? It's clearly Junior Xia Qi's unparalleled Genius. You guys can't compare to him either."

"Hey, I'm a healer, so it has nothing to do with me. If the team loses, what does it have to do with me as a support?"

"Exactly, it's a competition between combat professions; it has nothing to do with me as an Enhancer either."

The two supports in the team looked displeased. In short, since Xia Qi was strong, they didn't feel so ashamed; after all, they were supports.

Cheng An looked at Xia Qi and smiled, introducing, "Lu Xiaoqi, our team's Ice Mage. He's incredibly skilled with ice-type abilities, but he's still far behind you."

"Ice Mage?"

Xia Qi's expression showed a hint of imperceptible surprise.

This was the first time he had encountered such an elemental Talent.