“Damn it!”
The people behind them immediately lost their nerve. Forgetting all about Qin Wu and the others, they charged forward like madmen.
They knew that if Charles were eliminated so easily too, they would have no chance of making it through this round.
Long Ao’s fist blazed with fury, just seconds away from smashing into Charles’s face, when two dark figures suddenly slammed into him from the side.
“Get lost!”
He roared, but had no choice except to withdraw some of the force behind his punch and redirect it into the crossed arms blocking his way.
Boom!
A muffled impact exploded through the air. The two Zero Academy students were sent stumbling backward seven or eight steps, their soles scraping across the ground with a shrill screech. But they had successfully blocked the killing blow aimed at Charles.
“Nice work.”
Charles rolled his numb neck. The effects of Su Yuehe’s spell were rapidly fading, and the power that had been suppressed began surging through his veins once more. He grinned, revealing a row of bone-white teeth.
Several more Zero Academy students rushed over and quickly formed a human wall in front of Charles. Multicolored supernatural abilities flickered around them as they stood ready for battle.
“Long Ao, fall back.”
An Changqing’s voice was calm, but the longsword in his hand remained fully poised.
“Fall back?”
Long Ao turned around and wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb. The fighting spirit in his eyes only grew more intense.
“This is only the beginning.”
He once again assumed a fighting stance, the scarlet flames surrounding his body burning more solidly than before.
After exchanging blows, he had discovered that the so-called top student was not as unbeatable as he had imagined. He was far easier to deal with than Thousand-Hand Coffin.
“Qin Wu.”
The captain of North City Academy, Bai Huanran, suddenly spoke. He regarded the standoff before him with interest.
“The second-years from Huaxia Academy are certainly full of energy.”
Qin Wu snorted. “Just admit you’re jealous, Bai Huanran.”
Bai Huanran shrugged. “I am. The junior I had the highest hopes for ran off. Unlike your academy, which is flourishing more and more.”
The moment he finished speaking, he signaled to his teammates. The North City Academy team moved as one.
They did not stab Huaxia Academy in the back, nor did they join the battle surrounding Charles. Instead, they circled around the center of the square and pounced on the flank of the Zero Academy formation from a tricky angle.
That was precisely where the formation’s opening had appeared when they rushed to rescue Charles.
Strike while they’re down!
Swish!
A North City Academy student slashed with the short blade in his hand. It swept across his opponent’s wrist-mounted terminal, shattering it. A flash of blue light followed, and another contestant vanished.
This sudden attack instantly threw the entire battlefield into chaos.
The original confrontation between Huaxia Academy and Zero Academy had transformed into a quagmire involving four sides: Huaxia, Zero, North City, and Kamitani.
Long Ao forced back the opponent in front of him with a punch and glanced at the chaotic battlefield when he had a moment to spare. He spat in displeasure.
“A bunch of opportunists.”
“Focus.”
An Changqing’s longsword followed close behind him, deflecting an ice spike aimed at his back.
“Deal with the enemy in front of you first.”
[Hahaha, this is a live-action battle royale!]
[I can’t keep up with all the action! This guy is handsome, and that guy is handsome too! Wait, where’s Brother Coffin? Where’s my Brother Coffin’s camera feed?]
Chen Guan really had not joined the fight. He stood at the edge of the battlefield like a ghost.
Shan Heng stood behind him, gripping his short staff nervously, his palms slick with sweat. The dizzying battle had left him completely overwhelmed, and his brain was practically shutting down.
He asked nervously, “Senior, aren’t we… going to help?”
Chen Guan’s gaze moved from Charles, who was taking pills to recover, to Bai Huanran’s smug face. Finally, it settled on the rear of the Zero Academy formation.
A girl stood there with both hands raised, muttering under her breath as she tried to counter Su Yuehe with a mental assault.
That girl was Kamitani Academy’s support player—and the key reason they had managed to regroup so quickly.
Everyone’s attention had been drawn to the head-on clash between Charles and Long Ao. They had overlooked the soft targets hiding in the rear.
“Watch closely,” Chen Guan suddenly said.
“W-What?” Shan Heng failed to understand.
Chen Guan offered no further explanation. He simply patted Baobao on the head.
“Teleport me over there.”
A low whine rumbled in Baobao’s throat. Its purple vertical pupils reflected the chaos in the distance.
The next second, a nearly imperceptible ring of purple ripples spread beneath Chen Guan’s feet, and space warped for an extremely brief moment.
In Shan Heng’s eyes, Chen Guan’s figure vanished into thin air without the slightest disturbance, quiet as a drop of water merging into the sea.
He stood frozen in place, his heart missing a beat.
Holy crap, you can teleport too?
…
On the other side, sweat continued to roll down Lina’s forehead and along her cheeks.
The pain caused by overextending her mental strength filled her entire mind, but the stalemate on the battlefield gave her no room to retreat.
As long as she could force herself to hold on for another few dozen seconds, Charles would completely break free of the Huaxia girl’s spell suppression and regain control of the battlefield’s advantage.
“Su Yuehe, that’s all you’ve got?”
Lina clenched her teeth and endured the mental pressure bearing down on her, trying to tear open a gap in her opponent’s relentless attacks.
Just when she thought she was about to succeed, an icy chill suddenly shot up from the back of her neck. It raced along her spine and swiftly spread through every muscle in her body.
She wanted to turn her head and see what was behind her, but some unknown terror had locked her entire body in place.
A broad black scythe silently emerged halfway from the shadows behind her.
The eerie flames dancing along the black blade had not even touched her skin, yet the bone-deep cold had already pierced through her thick combat uniform.
A hand reached around from behind and clamped over her mouth, forcing the cry that was about to burst from her throat back down.
“Shh.”
A deep, hoarse voice brushed against her ear and seeped into her mind. At the same time, an irresistible feeling of deprivation completely drained her strength to resist.
“You should’ve been eliminated earlier.”
With his other hand, the attacker forcibly clamped down on the wrist she was trying to pull free and brought it crashing against the blue identification terminal.
The hard plastic casing could not withstand the pressure. It shattered with a crisp crack.
As her vision gradually blurred and a beam of teleportation light completely enveloped her, Lina looked over the attacker’s shoulder and caught sight of the student wearing black-rimmed glasses at the edge of the square.
From his eyes, she finally realized who had eliminated her.
When…?
The blue pillar of light faded, and she would never have the chance to find out.
Only Chen Guan remained at the scene, standing with the scythe in hand. From the moment he used teleportation to leave his original position to the moment he eliminated Kamitani Academy’s support player, only three breaths had passed.
Charles had just been preparing to push his lightning ability to its limit and finish off his opponent when his foot suddenly staggered.
The sturdy barrier that had been supporting his resistance against the mental invasion had been severed completely.
With nothing left to block it, the power of Su Yuehe’s spell transformed into a tangible shock wave and slammed brutally into his mind.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
