Chapter 130

Chapter 130:烈 Blood Strike

The battle at the seaside was earth-shattering. The towering, majestic golems and the golden swords flying through the sky were like scenes from legendary tales, as if they were truly happening before their eyes.

In contrast, the battle within the city, though involving many people, lacked the grandeur and intensity of the one at the shore.

“Impossible, this can’t be true, Lingxin, tell me this isn’t real,” Lan Li frantically shook her companion’s arm.

Two girls stood atop a clock tower, watching the battle that shook the earth far away. Lan Li’s jaw dropped in astonishment. That shy little Lacy, why is she so skilled in combat? She’s even stronger than many of the seniors who have graduated.

Emanas had a five-year system, with annual assessments. Those who failed would repeat a year, and repeating more than three times would result in automatic withdrawal. Besides the extremely few geniuses among geniuses, upperclassmen were definitely stronger than underclassmen.

Most graduates were around Sequence 6, with only a few reaching Sequence 5 or 7. Those at Sequence 7 were typically the highest level in smaller countries or provinces. Generally speaking, only major nations like the Snow Blossom Seven Kingdoms would have Sequence 8. Superpowers might have a few at Sequence 9, but these were rarely seen, and many had never encountered them.

“So I said, you couldn’t win against her,” Lingxin helplessly retracted her arm, which had been continuously shaken, and told her friend beside her.

“How did you figure it out, Lingxin?” Lan Li asked curiously.

“Well, it was just a feeling. Because she seemed very coordinated, and I love dancing, so I’m quite familiar with that state.”

“She seemed to have everything under control, not exerting too much force nor too little, achieving a perfect balance. She did it almost naturally, which is why I was surprised.”

“Is that why you’re so flexible and fast, making those boys run circles around you?” Lan Li said, then got hit on the head by her friend.

“What are you talking about? I’m being serious.”

“I’m being serious too, Lingxin~”

As the giant golem by the seaside shattered, sliced into pieces by seven or eight crescent-shaped light arcs, the battle inside the city also changed.

Tisiphone, Nisos, and Anemone’s allied forces saw the golem fall and their morale plummeted. Some began to retreat and flee.

So formidable were the towering and sturdy golems that they had been sliced and destroyed. This group of people with meager strength could not see any hope of victory. Rather than waiting here for Miss Karithes to return and kill them all, it would be better for them to escape quickly.

Some of the team captains saw this scene and wanted to stop it but found themselves powerless. They were Extraordinary Beings and understood even more clearly how terrifying the Young Lady was. If that red lightning bolt, which split the heavens and earth, were to strike the city, it could directly pulverize the商会 headquarters to dust.

If there had been any hope of victory, they would never have given up so easily, but the gap was too great; it was no longer a matter of winning by sheer numbers.

Several red trajectories cut through the night sky. The few blue golems originally within the city were also destroyed by Lolan Hill, exploding and scattering. This further terrified the enemy, who lost all heart for battle, fleeing in panic, discarding armor and weapons, fearing that they might fall behind.

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In the western part of Hopeland City, Finleton was preparing to leave the city, protected by a group of guards. He was riding a horse, surrounded by several personal guards.

Suddenly, the road ahead was blocked by a pile of debris. About twenty large wooden crates were haphazardly stacked together, scattered in the middle of the road, with the tallest being about five or six meters high.

“What’s going on? Why is there so much debris on this road?”

The captain of the guards frowned, somewhat worried, then ordered several riders to charge forward and push aside the debris to clear a path.

But at that moment, a wooden crate was thrown down from above, “Crack!” It directly knocked down two riders, raising a cloud of dust.

In the night, holding torches, the crowd finally saw that on top of these wooden crates sat a ‘youth.’

He was wearing a coarse cloth short-sleeve shirt and shouldering a thick wolf-tooth club. He jumped from the height, landing on the ground ahead, stirring up dust, some sand particles splashing out, stinging when they hit his body.

“Who are you?”

The leading guard shouted angrily.

“My name is Bard, I come from Graythorn County.”

Facing nearly a hundred elite guards, the youth remained unperturbed, the power surging in his blood giving him immense confidence.

“Kill him!”

Without time to deal with this youth, the captain of the personal guards ordered immediately.

Dense volleys of crossbow bolts shot out, but the youth swung his thick wolf-tooth club like a heavy thousand-jin hammer, creating a huge gust of wind in the air, sweeping away these crossbow bolts.

The fragile scrap iron wolf-tooth club naturally wasn’t that strong, but when special magic power converged, it could form a heavy

From his position, this was the unique ability of the Boiling Blood Beast class.

After deflecting these arrow-like bolts, Bard advanced with large strides. His heavy steps were like those of a giant beast moving forward, or like a great drum striking the hearts of the crowd, reverberating loudly.

Rip—

The swishing sound of drawing swords filled the air. The personal guards of the Nisos family held sharp blades, their backs facing the firelight as they charged towards the youth in the darkness ahead.

These personal guards were all ranked above Sequence 2, fully armored. As their warhorses sped up slightly, the gleaming blades reflected flashes of light in the air, cutting through the atmosphere and leaving trails of cold light. They struck the youth, leaving numerous bloodstains and splattering blood.

Intense pain surged from every part of his body. Bard gritted his teeth and, despite the urge to retreat and avoid, continued to swing his thick spiked club.

The silver-haired girl had warned him that his extraordinary class was not proficient in speed. He should not attempt to dodge the agile enemies but focus on attacking. As long as he could hit once, the bulging muscles and heavy strength would be enough to trust.

The thick spiked club directly hit the warhorse in front, causing the horse’s flesh to ripple like waves. It flew backward, its neck snapped, and the horse’s head thrown into the air, spraying a large amount of blood, some of which drenched Fentolton’s face from behind.

In the cold night, warm horse blood flowed from his face into his neck, causing Fentolton to scream in terror.

The shattered horse body blocked the rider charging behind, giving Bard an opportunity to advance with large strides. Pushing off with his feet, he leaped into the air.

[Unafraid of scars, fully focused on one strike, advancing fearlessly!]

This was how he fought.

In the sky over the street, Fentolton watched the youth who was now right before him. His veins were visibly strained, his face contorted, and his veins bulged, resembling a roaring wild beast. He stood frozen in shock, unable to move.

A thunderous roar echoed within Hopeland, and at the center of the street, a large pit formed with cracked stone slabs. A bloodied corpse lay within.

Beside the pit, a youth roared to the sky, his voice like thunder, akin to that of a solitary giant beast in the wilderness.

Thank you, Teacher Yefeng. Ah An, thank you for your contributions.

Due to Teacher Yefeng’s contributions, I will add an extra chapter today and two more chapters tomorrow.

Previously, readers Bayunzi, Miaorong, and Celebrate Emperor have also contributed, and I will add their chapters accordingly.

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