117: Chapter 117 Commander Sun, dead?

Commander Sun, dead?

Jin Tong's mockery was extremely grating, filled with a sense of high-and-mighty superiority.

Although those around them felt he was being a bit excessive,

deterred by the reputation of the Greedy Wolf Team, no one dared to speak up, instead watching the Nirvana Battle Team with expressions of sympathy or amusement.

"Lv.15 is indeed a bit too low... Coming here at that level is really not worth looking at."

Someone whispered.

Chen Xi's eyes turned cold.

He realized that the other party actually possessed an inspection skill similar to "Card Affinity Reflection." Although its precision was certainly not as good as his own, being able to directly see through levels and professions meant they were clearly no simpletons.

He didn't hesitate for a moment, stepping forward to shield Ye Fei firmly behind him, looking directly into Jin Tong's provocative wolf-like eyes:

"Hello, we are the team from Jiangcheng."

Chen Xi's voice was calm, yet carried an unquestionable power:

"Level doesn't seem to represent everything, does it? On the battlefield, surviving until the end is the only hard truth."

Jin Tong was taken aback:

"Oh? Jiangcheng?"

He curled his lip in disdain:

"I remember now, just that bottom-tier city that ranks last every year."

"Lv.15 is probably the highest level batch in your school, right? How pathetic. Whatever, you're just here to make up the numbers anyway. The District Challenge isn't some house-playing game like in your Jiangcheng; just don't pee your pants when the time comes."

After finishing, Jin Tong turned to leave, not forgetting to toss back a line:

"Wasting my time."

"Make up the numbers?"

A sharp glint flashed in Chen Xi's eyes, and "Card Affinity Reflection" was activated instantly.

【Name: Jin Tong】

【Level: Lv.32】

【Profession: Werewolf Fighter】

【Name: Mo Lang】

【Level: Lv.28】

【Profession: Werewolf Assassin】

【Name: Zhao Gang】

【Level: Lv.28】

【Profession: Werewolf Knight】

【Name: Sun Miao】

【Level: Lv.28】

【Profession: Werewolf Priest】

...

With one quick glance, Chen Xi had a clear idea.

This team was indeed strong. A uniform lineup of werewolf-bloodline professions, possessing racial talents with high attribute panels.

The captain, Jin Tong, was even level 32, the highest level present at the moment.

They were indeed the biggest competitors in this District Challenge.

However.

This did not mean they could insult his teammates at will.

Especially.

Ye Fei, who had just joined the team and wasn't very familiar with them yet.

At this critical juncture, as the captain of Nirvana.

If he didn't say something.

It would likely make Ye Fei feel alienated from the Nirvana team.

Therefore.

Chen Xi watched Jin Tong's arrogant back and spoke indifferently:

"Indeed, levels don't explain anything."

"However..."

He turned his head to look at Ye Fei behind him, intentionally raising his voice:

"Ye Fei, aren't you a Beast Tamer?"

"Look, aren't there just five decent-looking little wolves that have delivered themselves to our doorstep?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at Chen Xi in disbelief.

This was... calling the Greedy Wolf Team animals?!

How wild!

Jin Tong's just-taken step stopped abruptly.

He slowly turned around, his face so gloomy it seemed like water could drip from it, the veins on his neck bulging.

"Damn it! What do you mean?!"

"You don't want to live anymore, right?!"

With Jin Tong's rage, the other four members of the Greedy Wolf Team instantly surrounded them.

Each of them bared their teeth, their muscles bulging, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Whoa! Are they about to fight?"

"This Jiangcheng captain is so tough? Daring to go head-to-head with Greedy Wolf?"

"What's the use of being tough? Those beauties don't look like they can take a hit either, just little squishy level-teens; Jin Tong could probably slap them to death, right?"

Seeing the conflict on the verge of breaking out, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Just then.

"What are you all doing!?"

A cold, dignified voice, like a blade, came from the depths of the hall.

Everyone felt their hearts tremble, and the smell of gunpowder that had just ignited was instantly dispersed by this powerful aura.

A middle-aged man in a military uniform, with a hideous scar across his left cheek, strode out.

He didn't make any exaggerated movements, but when those eyes swept across the crowd, everyone felt as if they were being watched by a fierce tiger.

Commander Sun, Commander-in-Chief of the Southern District Military Special Training Base.

He cast a cold glance at the tense Jin Tong and Chen Xi, his powerful aura forcing Jin Tong to restrain his bestial nature and retreat to the side.

"This is the military, not a vegetable market, and certainly not a place for you to play house and fight!"

Commander Sun's voice wasn't loud, but it made everyone's eardrums buzz.

He turned around and asked his assistant:

"Is everyone from the eight cities of the Southern District here?"

The assistant checked the list and verified:

"Yes, Commander Sun. Eight teams, 39 people in total, everyone is here."

Commander Sun nodded and looked at the crowd again, his tone softening slightly:

"Hello everyone, my name is Commander Sun. I am the Commander-in-Chief of this Southern District Military Special Training Base. In the days to come, you can call me Commander Sun, or you can call me Instructor."

"I know you are all geniuses from your respective cities, proud and arrogant. But here, if you are a dragon, you must coil; if you are a tiger, you must lie down!"

"No more nonsense, follow me."

Commander Sun didn't explain another word, turned around, and walked out of the hall.

Everyone looked at each other, but awed by Commander Sun's dignity, they could only follow obediently.

The group walked through the corridor and arrived at an extremely open concrete space.

Apart from the high walls around and a few huge searchlights, there was no training equipment here.

"What is this for?"

"There's no training equipment at all, are they letting us sunbathe?"

"Maybe it's a physical test? Like running laps or something?"

Whispers came from the crowd again.

The captain of the Hummingbird Battle Team, the champion team of Pingcheng Professional University—a boy wearing glasses—pushed up his frames and analyzed coldly:

"Do they take us for idiots? A physical test? For Professionals of our level, physical tests like running laps are meaningless; the data cannot demonstrate actual combat ability."

Just as he finished speaking.

"Boom!!!"

A loud noise exploded over everyone's heads without warning.

The originally clear sky suddenly seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand. A purple rift dozens of meters long appeared out of thin air, emitting heart-palpitating spatial fluctuations.

Li Murou looked up abruptly, and seeing that familiar scene, her face turned deathly pale:

"This... this is?!"

Chen Xi's pupils constricted, and he squeezed two words out through his teeth:

"Spatial rift...!"

Just as he finished speaking.

"Roar—!!!"

Accompanied by a hair-raising roar, black shadows fell from the rift like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

They were hounds with three heads, their bodies burning with hellfire!

The first Hellhound had just landed without a moment's pause.

It turned directly into a black bolt of lightning and pounced toward Commander Sun, who was standing at the very front!

Commander Sun seemed completely caught off guard, not even putting up a defensive stance.

"Splat!"

Blood splattered everywhere.

In the eyes of everyone, filled with terror.

That Commander-in-Chief, who had been imposing just a moment ago, was instantly knocked down by the Hellhound.

Sharp teeth tore through his throat, and blood gushed out!

"Ah—!!"

"Commander Sun?!"

"What's going on? Commander Sun is dead?!"