43: Chapter 43 Get the hell out of here right now!

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding atmosphere instantly dropped to the freezing point.

The members of the three teams behind him also swarmed up.

Although they were wary of the strength of Chen Xi and his two companions, their own captains had already stepped forward.

They couldn't just shrink back, could they?

Thus, a dozen or so people surrounded Chen Xi and the other two, all assuming battle stances.

"Heh..."

Chen Xi laughed in extreme anger.

He looked at the group surrounding them as if they were idiots and shook his head:

"Interesting, truly interesting."

"I earned these items with my own strength, why should I give them to you?"

"Just because of the heavy sword in my hand!"

Lei Zhen completely tore off his mask of civility, his muscles tensed, and a formidable aura erupted from him.

He sneered:

"Kid, don't think you're invincible just because you killed a BOSS. There are fifteen of us here! Three teams ranked in the top ten!"

"If you know what's good for you, hand over the items, otherwise... I'll show you how to spell the word 'death'!"

Clang—!

The moment Lei Zhen's voice fell.

An ice-blue magical fluctuation suddenly flared up beside Chen Xi.

Su Xiaoxiao said nothing, silently walking up and standing to Chen Xi's left.

On the magic staff in her hand, the auras of frost and thunder were frantically intertwining.

There was not a trace of emotion in those cold, clear eyes, only biting killing intent.

Although she didn't speak, this terrifying pressure truly loomed over everyone's hearts.

Likewise.

The smile on Chen Xi's face gradually faded, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping across Lei Zhen's face like a blade:

"By the sound of it... you want to fight us?"

"Bring it on!"

Lei Zhen was startled by the aura of Su Xiaoxiao and Chen Xi.

But the arrow was on the string, and it had to be fired.

If he backed down now.

Where would he put his face as the leader of Tidal Surge?

In the future, the team members under him would find it hard to respect him.

Thus, he bit the bullet and roared:

"Who's afraid of you! If you don't leave the items today, none of you three will leave this place standing!"

"Hahahaha!"

Chen Xi suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with arrogance and disdain.

"Should I call you stupid, or naive?"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Chen Xi took a sudden step forward, releasing the pressure unique to a Card Maker without reservation.

He pointed to the empty altar behind him, his voice like a cold wind from the netherworld:

"Do you think..."

"That the three of us who could slaughter that Thunder Roar Berserk in ten minutes..."

"Would be unable to beat a bunch of small fry like you who can't even defeat a BOSS?!"

Boom!

This sentence was naked contempt!

"You!"

Lin Ya was trembling with rage, pointing at Chen Xi and screaming:

"What do you mean! Who are you looking down on!"

"Exactly what I said!"

Chen Xi interrupted her unceremoniously, his eyes so sharp that people dared not look directly at him:

"If you don't want to end up missing arms or legs, resulting in being unable to participate in the Freshman Challenge Tournament in two days..."

"Then right now! Immediately! At once!"

"Get the hell out!"

Chen Xi's words, combined with the shocking record of them instantly killing the BOSS just moments ago, instantly formed an invisible, terrifying aura.

The team members who had been aggressively surrounding them subconsciously took half a step back at this shout, evident fear appearing in their eyes.

That's right...

These three people were monsters capable of taking down a Nightmare BOSS in ten minutes!

If they really started fighting, even if their side could win, they would likely pay a painful price.

To vent their anger, risking their lives, or getting severely injured and missing the Freshman Challenge Tournament...

Was it worth it?

"You..."

Lei Zhen was suppressed by Chen Xi's aura, his palms gripping the heavy sword covered in cold sweat.

But his dignity as a captain left him unable to back down, and he gritted his teeth, still wanting to force his way forward:

"Stop the f*cking bluffing! I..."

"Enough!"

Just then, a hand suddenly grabbed Lei Zhen's shoulder.

Zhao Zixuan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.

His face was terrifyingly gloomy as he glanced at Chen Xi.

Then he withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Lei Zhen, and slowly shook his head.

"A Xuan! What are you doing!?"

Lei Zhen couldn't believe it; Zhao Zixuan was actually backing down:

"Are we just going to let them leave like this!? I can't swallow this f*cking anger!"

"Otherwise what? Really fight?"

Zhao Zixuan lowered his voice and said through gritted teeth in Lei Zhen's ear:

"Use your brain! If they can insta-kill a BOSS, they can insta-kill us!"

"Even if we have more people and can pile on them to death, have you thought about the consequences?"

"Once the people from our three teams are damaged here, what will we do for the Freshman Challenge Tournament in two days?"

"What's the point of beating them here?"

"Do you dare to kill them? They say life and death are up to fate in the wilderness, but they are also students of Jiang Vocational University. Bickering is one thing, but even if you really win and kill them, do you think the school won't investigate?"

"For the sake of this anger, ruining the subsequent competition... it's not worth it!"

As the most rational brain among the three teams, Zhao Zixuan weighed the pros and cons in a very short time.

The three people in front of him were unfathomably strong.

Going head-to-head was definitely a losing strategy that would result in mutual destruction.

Even if they luckily won, dealing with the series of school investigations afterward would be a huge pain.

"Let them go."

Zhao Zixuan took a deep breath and made the final decision.

"But..."

Lei Zhen was full of unwillingness, but under Zhao Zixuan's stern gaze, he finally deflated.

He angrily put away his heavy sword, punched the stone wall beside him, turned his head away, and said nothing more.

"No 'buts', the big picture comes first."

After saying this, Zhao Zixuan turned around and waved to the team members blocking the cave entrance, signaling them to clear a path.

Seeing this, Chen Xi sneered, the coldness in his eyes slightly receding.

"It seems not all of you are brainless."

"Consider yourselves sensible."

After saying that, Chen Xi didn't look at this group of people again.

He led Li Murou and Su Xiaoxiao, heads held high, striding through the crowd toward the cave exit.

"Nya-nya-nya! Big dummy!"

As Li Murou passed by Lei Zhen, she specifically made a face at him, which angered Lei Zhen so much he almost drew his sword again.

Until the backs of the three completely disappeared from view.

Zhao Zixuan, who had been keeping his body tense, slowly loosened his tightly clenched fists.

His nails had already dug deep into his flesh, his palms a bloody mess.

He looked in the direction where Chen Xi had disappeared, his eyes behind the broken lenses flickering with a venomous light like a viper's.

"Nirvana, is it..."

Zhao Zixuan's voice was low and hoarse, every word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth:

"I'll remember this debt."

"Don't get cocky too early."

"The Freshman Challenge Tournament in two days... that's where the real battlefield is."

"When the time comes, I will definitely make you regret everything you did today!"