70: Chapter 70 should take at least three years!

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao immediately composed herself, returning to her cold and aloof Valkyrie demeanor.

She shrugged, and her magic staff spun nimbly in her hand:

"Fine. How should we handle them?"

"Kill them all?"

Upon hearing the words "Kill them all," the fear in the eyes of the immobilized Professionals below instantly turned into despairing, ashen gray.

Chen Xi rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment.

Although the rules of the Freshman Challenge Tournament stated that life and death were one's own responsibility, these people could be considered elite forces among the freshmen at Jiang University. In the future, they would likely shoulder the responsibility of killing vicious beasts Outside the Border and guarding the frontiers.

Furthermore, during the time they spent causing trouble for him, they didn't seem to have caused him much trouble at all.

Chen Xi shook his head:

"After all, we are all classmates."

"Control your strength; just make sure they're bedridden for a year or so."

"It will be a good chance for them to reflect in their hospital beds on who they can provoke and who they cannot."

"Understood!"

Su Xiaoxiao instantly understood:

"That's my specialty!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't hesitate any longer.

She pointed her magic staff sharply downward and quickly formed hand seals with both hands.

A biting chill instantly swept across the entire area, and immediately after, countless sharp sword auras condensed and formed behind her.

"Sword Prison!!"

Accompanied by a cold, low cry.

"Swish, swish, swish—!!!"

Thousands of flying swords, condensed from freezing ice crystals, shot out frantically from the formation behind Su Xiaoxiao like a torrential rain of pear blossoms, accompanied by a piercing sound of breaking through the air!

Lei Zhen, Li Shan, and the others could only watch helplessly as the sky-filling rain of swords descended, unable to move even a single finger.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft—!"

The dense sound of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out in the canyon.

The ice swords did not strike at vital points; instead, they avoided the heart and throat with extreme precision, aiming specifically for the joints of their limbs!

"Ugh..."

"Ah..."

Because they were controlled by sound waves, they couldn't even let out a scream, only low, muffled groans from their throats.

Severe pain struck, and everything went black before their eyes.

More than a dozen top freshman Professionals fell like harvested wheat, collapsing in droves, instantly losing consciousness and passing out.

The entire canyon became quiet instantly.

After dealing with the small fry, Chen Xi turned around, his gaze passing over the unconscious Ji Qing.

He locked directly onto Zhou Tianren, who had already shrunk into a corner.

At this moment, Ji Qing, having taken that Sword of Apocalypse head-on, was already severely injured, her aura as weak as a candle in the wind; she clearly posed no threat anymore.

Chen Xi didn't even glance at her, walking straight toward Zhou Tianren.

"You... don't come over!"

Zhou Tianren slumped on the ground, watching Chen Xi approach step by step, his eyes filled with fear.

While screaming in terror, he tremblingly and secretly reached one hand into his pants pocket, clutching a cold stone tightly.

"What are you doing!?"

"I am Zhou Tianren! My dad is the Vice Principal! You dare touch me!? You will be expelled!"

Even when death was imminent, this guy was still trotting out his "relying on his father" theory.

Chen Xi found it somewhat amusing, stopping three steps in front of him and looking down at him:

Chen Xi shook his shoulders and loosened his wrists:

"I've already sentenced those accomplices to a 'prison term' of a year or so."

"As for you, the mastermind..."

Chen Xi's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly raised his fist, with a faint, deep blue light flowing over it:

"It's got to be at least three years!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xi's fist, wrapped in terrifying power, rushed toward Zhou Tianren's face with a whistling wind!

If this punch landed, let alone three years, Zhou Tianren's face would probably be flat for the rest of his life.

However.

Just at the critical moment when the wind of the punch was about to touch the tip of Zhou Tianren's nose.

"Snap!"

A crisp shattering sound came from Zhou Tianren's pocket.

Immediately after, a spatial fluctuation instantly enveloped Zhou Tianren's entire body.

"Chen Xi! You just wait! This isn't over!!"

Zhou Tianren let out a scream of extreme malice.

"Whoosh—!"

Space twisted.

At the moment Chen Xi's fist descended, Zhou Tianren's figure vanished into thin air.

"Bang!"

Chen Xi's punch smashed heavily onto the empty ground, creating a deep pit in the hard rocky floor, with gravel flying everywhere.

"Tsk."

Chen Xi retracted his fist, looking at the empty ground, and curled his lip in annoyance:

"Ran away pretty fast."

"A [Teleportation Stone], huh... It seems this rich kid has quite a few survival items."

Although it was a pity he couldn't smash this guy's face with his own hands, Chen Xi didn't care too much.

The monk can run, but the temple can't.

As long as he was at school for a single day, there would always be a chance to teach him a good lesson again.

By then, a single Teleportation Stone wouldn't be enough to save him.

"Phew..."

Chen Xi let out a long sigh, restraining the killing intent in his heart.

He looked around, and after confirming that there were no other threats, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Strange..."

Chen Xi muttered in a low voice:

"Where are Lin Feng and those jerks?"

Logically speaking, the Shenfeng Battle Team and Zhou Tianren and his group were birds of a feather.

In such a grand scene of encircling him, how could that petty person Lin Feng be absent?

The battle just now was so intense, yet he never saw a shadow of the Shenfeng Battle Team.

Chen Xi raised his wrist, lit up his points bracelet, and quickly glanced at the leaderboard.

[First Place: Five Rings Team, Points: 800]

[Second Place: Shenfeng Battle Team, Points: 400]

[Third Place: Water Dragon Team, Points: 350]

...

"Hmm?"

Seeing this ranking, Chen Xi's eyes narrowed slightly.

That [Five Rings Team] composed of quintuplets was indeed worthy of being the strongest team under the Night Curtain; their strength was truly formidable.

In such a short time, they had already farmed 800 points, leading by a wide margin.

And Shenfeng...

"400 points?"

Chen Xi thought thoughtfully:

"These jerks, they've actually just been farming points quietly?"

"Could it be that they aren't in cahoots with Zhou Tianren? Or... are they trying to reap the benefits while others fight?"

Thinking of this, Chen Xi shook his head affirmatively.

Based on his understanding of Lin Feng, that guy was definitely a petty person who would take revenge for the slightest grievance.

How could he possibly miss out on such an opportunity?

"Forget it, no matter what tricks they are playing."

Chen Xi checked the time; there was still more than half a day left before the competition ended.

But now the points of other teams were skyrocketing, while his side, having been delayed, still had an embarrassing 0 points.

"There's not much time left."

"Just farming small monsters, it's hard to close the gap with those in front."

Chen Xi suddenly raised his head, his gaze passing through layers of rocks, casting toward the deepest part of the Echo Gobi.

"If I want to win the championship, I must take down that BOSS!"

Chen Xi turned around and waved at the two beautiful figures behind him:

"We need to hurry and grab the BOSS!"

"Let's go!"

After saying that.

Chen Xi, with the two women, turned into three streaks of light and sped toward the depths of the Gobi.