119: Chapter 119 Since this is a trial, let's deliver a perfect answer!

Jin Tong charged at the forefront. Using the momentum of his sprint, he brought a massive wolf claw, imbued with blue battle energy, crashing down fiercely toward the center head of the lunging Hellhound.

"Bang—!!"

A dull sound of flesh colliding rang out.

The Hellhound was sent staggering by the heavy blow, letting out a yelp of pain as it retreated several steps.

"It's a hit! We can fight this!" Seeing this scene, a cheer erupted from the previously desperate crowd.

However, before a look of joy could even cross Jin Tong's face, reality dealt him a harsh blow. This was reality, not a turn-based game.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

The other nine Hellhounds surrounding them instantly abandoned their other targets and swarmed in from all directions.

They coordinated perfectly; some attacked their lower bodies, some lunged to tear at their throats, and others spewed black flames.

"Damn it!"

Jin Tong's heart sank.

Although his four teammates had rushed up to help, they were accustomed to fighting monsters in dungeons. Facing these wild beasts with such intense killing intent, their movements were noticeably stiff.

Furthermore, having just witnessed the Commander being killed in an instant, fear coiled around their hearts like a viper, preventing them from even unleashing seventy percent of their strength.

In just a single encounter, the Greedy Wolf Team was plunged into a desperate struggle.

Their proud werewolf defenses proved fragile against the Hellhounds' fangs, which were capable of crushing bone.

"Argh!!!" A shrill, miserable scream suddenly erupted from the flank.

Zhao Gang, the heavy-armored werewolf responsible for tanking damage, made a positioning error and was ambushed by a Hellhound.

The hound clamped its jaws onto Zhao Gang's thick arm, then violently whipped its head!

"Riiip—" A massive chunk of flesh from Zhao Gang's arm, along with fur and tendons, was torn clean off!

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

"My arm! My arm!!" Clutching his blood-drenched arm, Zhao Gang collapsed to his knees in agony, letting out an inhuman wail.

The excruciating pain forced him to instantly revert from his transformed state, turning him back into a fragile human.

"Zhao Gang!!" Jin Tong's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He wanted to rush over to save him, only to realize he was already tightly surrounded by three Hellhounds.

"Damn it! Get lost!!" Jin Tong frantically slashed with his sharp claws, but under the coordinated assault of the three hounds, he soon sustained several wounds deep enough to expose bone, his blue wolf fur stained red with blood.

"What do we do... Brother Tong... We can't hold on much longer..." The werewolf assassin Mo Lang, currently standing back-to-back with Jin Tong, looked at the pair after pair of glowing green eyes filled with hunger, and completely panicked.

In that moment, all the pride of a prodigy and the dreams of joining a military special forces unit were utterly crushed by the fear of death.

Jin Tong wiped away sweat mixed with blood, his heart pounding violently. He wanted to run. But... where could he run? The surroundings were already completely blocked off by these beasts.

Not far away, members of the other teams watched this tragic scene, terrified out of their wits.

"No way... even the Greedy Wolf Team can't beat them??"

"That's Jin Tong! How is he getting beaten like a dog?"

"It's over... we're completely finished... we're all going to die here today!"

"Waaaah, I want to go home... I don't want to be a Professional anymore..."

The emotion of despair spread across the open space like a plague.

Amidst the chaos and bloodshed, only one corner seemed out of place.

The four members of the Nirvana Battle Team were not panicking like the others.

Although Li Murou and Su Xiaoxiao's hands were gripping their weapons tightly, their gazes remained firmly fixed on the man standing at the very front. As long as Chen Xi didn't move, they would not lose their composure.

"Captain Chen..." Li Murou watched the defensive line ahead on the verge of collapse and looked at Jin Tong, who was still struggling desperately while covered in blood. Unable to bear it any longer, she spoke up: "Are we... not going to help?"

Chen Xi did not answer immediately. His deep eyes were swiftly scanning the surrounding high walls and watchtowers. It was too quiet.

This was the Southern District Military's special training base! It was the most heavily guarded place in the entire Southern District!

The massive explosion from earlier, along with the roars of the Hellhounds, should have been enough to be heard throughout the entire base.

If this were a normal attack, even with a slow response, the alarm should have sounded by now, and a fully armed rescue team should have rushed out. Just like last time at Jiang University—even though the teachers were caught off guard, they had organized a counterattack within minutes.

But what about now? Several minutes had already passed, and aside from these terrified students and the rampaging beasts, there wasn't a single soul to be seen. Where were the guards who had been standing at the gate? What about the guides? They had all vanished.

"Commander Sun being killed instantly was fake; this crisis... is man-made." Chen Xi instantly reached this conclusion.

This was, with one hundred percent certainty, just a trial. That so-called Commander Sun was probably hiding in some monitoring room right now, drinking tea and watching the show.

Chen Xi cast his gaze back to the center of the battlefield. Although he had guessed it was a trial, the beasts before him were genuine.

The members of the Greedy Wolf Team might have been arrogant and condescending back in the hall, but... at this life-or-death moment, when everyone else was retreating like cowards, they were the only ones who dared to grit their teeth and charge forward. Whether for the sake of pride or survival, that courage was worthy of recognition.

If he didn't intervene now, given the bite force of those Hellhounds, the one called Zhao Gang would likely die from blood loss, and even if Jin Tong and the others survived, they would be left with lifelong disabilities.

"Haa..." Chen Xi exhaled a long breath, his eyes turning sharp as blades. Since it was a trial, he would submit a perfect answer.

He turned his head to look at the two figures who were already poised for action, and gave a slight nod.

"Go!"

"Save them!"