11. Intruder
The next day.
As the freshman comprehensive assessment draws to a close, in the final freshman ranking battle, Tangxi, adhering to the principle of "just one glance," impulsively went to join the fun and unexpectedly discovered that her younger sister's name was displayed on the big screen of the arena.
Tang Xi had expected her to break into the top twenty of the freshman list, but she hadn't expected her to make it into the competition for the top spot, which made her feel ashamed.
He took out the Wind Listening Ruler and entered Tang Xichun's name.
The only convenient thing about the Wind-Listening Ruler issued by the school is that it has the contact information of all teachers and students pre-stored. The only downside is that the Wind-Listening Ruler cannot be taken down to the human world; it can only be used in the Secret Realm and the Fairy Realm.
Tang Xi was using it for the first time, and after studying it carefully for a long time, she awkwardly used her spiritual sense to get used to it for a while before figuring out how to find the other person's name. So she tentatively found her younger sister's name and cleared her throat.
"Hey? Shouldn't you be getting ready to go on stage?"
"elder brother?"
Tang Xichun's voice came from the Listening Wind Ruler, "Where are you? I'm near Arena Number Three."
Tangxi's ears twitched slightly as she heard the familiar hum of a longsword. Following the direction, she found her younger sister, who had almost been swallowed up by the crowd.
Tang Xichun narrowed her eyes and looked at him suspiciously. "You're acting strange. You've actually started using the Wind Listening Ruler? Did you sneak a ride on one of our freshman orientation gift packs?"
Tangxi ignored the second half of the sentence, saying, "I'll catch up with the trend."
Tang Xi waved her hand, and the long sword suddenly disappeared into thin air. Her expression became somewhat tense. "Brother, my opponent is a magic user. I heard he's a talisman genius."
"nervous?"
"A little. I'll be fighting that girl with the gun in a bit."
Tang Xichun pointed in a direction and lowered her voice: "Her gun and talismans are modified. I haven't watched her matches, but I heard she compresses talismans into bullets! She's covered in bullets!"
Tangxi looked in the direction her younger sister pointed.
Among the crowd was a white-haired girl with a high ponytail. She was quite tall, with a straight back, and exuded a sense of power in every gesture. What was most striking was the heavy gun on her back and the numerous bullet clips around her waist.
Clearly, the students from the weapon crafting department were very curious about this freshman from the magic department, surrounding her—mainly because of the gun on her back. They chattered enthusiastically from both sides, leaving the white-haired girl dizzy and confused, her mosquito-coil eyes darting around, unsure of who to answer.
Tangxi said sympathetically, "A Gatling gun fires thousands of bullets per minute. I wonder how many talismans her modified gun fires per minute."
Tang Xichun immediately sighed, "Can I surrender?"
"If you can't beat them, run away." Tang Xi patted her head. "Survival is the most important thing."
A clear, resonant bell rang through the sky, and the referee announced from the stands: "Both competitors, please come to the stage to warm up—"
"Hurry up! Hurry up! It's so annoying!"
Tang Xichun took a deep breath, stepped onto the stage, and suddenly turned around to glare at Tang Xihe: "Go away, go away! Don't watch my match!"
Tang Xihe knew her problem, so he raised his hands in surrender and left, saying, "I'll go to the student affairs office and come find you when I'm done."
The final comprehensive assessment for freshmen drew a large crowd of teachers and students, creating a noisy and bustling atmosphere. Tang Xi squeezed out of the audience and headed towards the student affairs office in the administration building.
Less than half a minute later, another person squeezed out from the audience and hurriedly followed Tang Xihe's direction, putting on a black robe as he walked, stopping and starting.
He followed Tang Xihe from a distance, and just as he was about to catch up after seeing Tang Xihe enter the administration building, the Listening Wind Ruler in his arms began to vibrate slightly.
"Cooking Pot is calling Moon Wolf, what's the situation?"
"Moon Wolf received."
Beneath the black brim of her hat, a few strands of short silver hair peeked out. Lang Yuehua pulled off her black robe and glanced at Tang Xi and the direction they had disappeared into. "Moon Wolf, continue tracking."
"Abandon the pursuit."
On the other end of the line, Tingfengchi gave the order, "Guoding is preparing to lead a surprise attack. Yuelang is requested to cooperate with Guoding's operation."
Lang Yuehua was somewhat annoyed, but had no choice but to obediently reply, "Yes, where should we meet?"
"Entrance to the bustling alley of the college."
The woman who called herself Guo Ding ordered, "Destroy the Wind-Listening Ruler, and let's discuss the surprise attack plan face to face."
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The arena area was located in the far corner of the school. It took a while to walk from the school road into the administration building area. As Tang Xi walked, she encountered fewer and fewer classmates. Once inside the administration building, the surroundings became eerily quiet. She didn't see a single person all the way to the tenth floor.
Even more strangely, the teleportation array in the student affairs office could not be activated, the Listening Wind Ruler could not contact Gui Fang Wu Di, Qin Xiuluo was not in his office, and there was no water in Qin Xiuluo's favorite teacup.
Tangxi didn't dare linger. Unable to find them, she immediately left the administration building, feeling increasingly uneasy.
Even if there's a big competition today, there should be someone on duty in the administration building.
The vague sense of foreboding in her heart gradually grew stronger. Tang Xi walked faster and faster, her pace gradually changing from walking to running. Using the force of the ground, she took off into the air and sped towards the distant arena area.
Someone below shouted angrily at Tang Xi, "Hey! Flying is not allowed on the school path! Which class are you from?!"
boom--
An exaggerated bombing sound rang out from the direction of the school gate, followed by three more explosions. The earth shook, buildings collapsed, and dust billowed. Tangxi, who was flying in mid-air, was caught off guard by the loud noise and nearly fell down.
As Tang Xi flew towards the arena, he noticed that the sky seemed to be gradually darkening. When he looked up, he was dumbfounded: a huge, dark mass was floating above his head, and something was coming in with overwhelming force, in astonishing numbers.
It arrived even faster than expected!
Tangxi and Tili flew away.
Meanwhile, the tournament has entered a heated phase.
Both Wei Xue and Tang Xichun were exhausted and stood facing each other in a corner of the arena. The arena was ravaged by Wei Xue's gunshots and was too bad to look at.
Tang Xichun, leaning on her long sword and panting, raised her hand towards the referee's table, "Referee, I want—"
Before the words "abstain" could even be uttered, Tang Xichun's pupils suddenly contracted, and she slashed horizontally with her sword. At the same time, Wei Xue on the opposite side seemed to sense something strange in the air as well, and she raised her gun and fired at the dome.
The two reacted at similar speeds, and for some reason, they suddenly attacked the barrier simultaneously. To the surprise of the audience, the two on stage shouted, "Something's up!"
"What did she say?"
Is this also part of the comprehensive assessment for freshmen?
"Why did you suddenly stop playing...?"
The audience didn't make a fuss for more than a few seconds before everyone realized something was wrong. A large, dark cloud was rapidly approaching from the sky, moving at an extremely fast speed—
No, those weren't dark clouds. They were many black-robed figures, like bats emerging from their caves, swarming in and blotting out the sun, their imposing presence and malevolent aura overwhelming.
The referee's platform sounded the alarm: "Alert! All teachers and students evacuate! Referee, dispel the barrier!"
The crowd erupted in uproar. Many people didn't react at all, remaining seated as if they couldn't understand what was being said, whispering among themselves.
"What's wrong? What's that?"
"Could it also be part of the freshman comprehensive assessment?"
"But the teacher told us to retreat."
"Is it going to rain? I feel really uneasy..."
"Idiots! Why don't they leave?!" Tang Xichun stamped her feet anxiously.
To prevent cheating, the barrier could not be broken during the match. In addition, the defensive barrier used this time had just been reinforced once. Tangxi Chun was already exhausted after the fight, and even with a concentrated attack, she could not break the barrier.
Just as they were anxiously waiting for the outer barrier to be lifted, they suddenly heard Wei Xue shout from the other side: "I can't wait any longer! Tang, come here and stand back to back with me! Those on the outer perimeter, stay away!"
boom--
Several more earth-shattering explosions followed.
When Tangxi and others arrived at the arena, the place was already a mess.
The protective barrier that had once enveloped the entire arena shattered into pieces like a nebula. The translucent barrier emitted a faint blue light, floating in mid-air like shards of glass, its spiritual energy gradually fading. The arena was completely destroyed, and many figures dressed in wide black robes descended from the sky, their bodies shrouded in a chilling, malevolent aura.
That was a completely different kind of "qi" from the Gui Fang.
The purplish-black evil aura was cold and sinister, with a sinister and unpredictable nature. It swooped down from the sky, using the momentum of its descent to attack those who were fleeing. Its methods were ruthless and vicious, directly severing spiritual veins or crushing joints. It swept in like a locust swarm, splattering blood wherever it passed.
Even the slowest students reacted and hurriedly fled; some hot-blooded students did not hesitate to fight back, and the two completely different spiritual energies clashed fiercely, with teeth-grinding screams ringing out in the air.
The invaders were elusive and their magic was ruthless. Soon, many students were forced to retreat, only their innate fighting spirit kept them gritting their teeth and holding on.
"What's going on?!"
"Intruders! They're evil spirit masters! Real evil spirit masters!"
The respondent shouted, his voice cracking, "I'm speechless! Didn't the book say that there are no evil spirit masters in our secret world?! What's going on with them?!"
"Hahaha! That was awesome! Bomb it!"
A sharp laugh echoed around them. The bewildered crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge pot floating in mid-air. A woman sat on the edge of the pot, also wearing a black cloak, her face covered by a wide brim of a hat. Only her figure and chin could be clearly identified. She was round, like a ball.
The fat woman sat cross-legged on the giant cauldron, waving a triangular banner in her hand and pointing it at the throng of students.
"Capture them alive first! The more you capture, the bigger the reward! Those who resist will die! One head for one Qi-Strengthening Pill!"
Upon receiving the order, the shadowy figures immediately changed their attack method, showing no mercy and attacking without any rules; some people had their throats slit instantly.
In the blink of an eye, blood flowed everywhere, staining the fields red, and cries of agony and screams rose and fell.
One second they were classmates laughing and watching the game, the next second a head rolled to their feet and was picked up by a man in black.
Someone screamed in despair, their spiritual energy clashing wildly: "Holy crap! Is this a comprehensive assessment?! Is it too late to drop out?!"
Wei Xue frantically changed the magazine, her fingertips still trembling. In her previous ten years of cultivation, she had never personally experienced such a bloody and cruel situation. Wei Xue felt her mind was a jumbled mess, and her back hunched slightly. "We're almost out of talisman bullets, what do I do?"
Tang Xichun clung tightly to his back, not daring to stray far. "The dormitory! Maybe the dormitory's protective barrier is still safe!"
"Aren't you afraid?" Vixen asked in a trembling voice. "I can barely hold the gun anymore!"
"I'm scared, scared to death, but I'm even more scared of dying here and never seeing my mom again!" Tang Xichun barely managed to catch her breath, and seizing a moment of respite, she grabbed Wei Xue and flew away: "They're not going to be defeated! Run!"
"You can fly!" Vixue exclaimed in surprise. "What about them?"
Tang Xichun gritted her teeth: "It's okay! A teacher will definitely come to save them!"
Before she could finish speaking, Tang Xichun was once again surrounded by a group of men in black.
I'm out of energy.
Tang Xichun thought with some despair that if she hadn't driven her brother away, she might have been able to survive a few more seconds on his back.
A dozen men in black descended from the sky. She instinctively wanted to raise her knife to strike, but her knees buckled, and her heart skipped a beat as she watched helplessly as she and Wei Xue were about to be surrounded.
"Whoosh."
With a short, muffled thud, the eyes of the men in black turned blankly toward the attackers, their bodies neatly separated and falling to the ground, spraying blood mist.
Wei Xue hurriedly wiped the splattered dirt off her face, shouting, "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh!"
Tang Xi looked at her rescuer in shock and stammered, "Uh... thank you."
So fast, I can't even see it clearly.
The newcomer was a burly and robust senior student with intimidating muscles. The dark, massive sword looked as thick as a brick to Tang Xichun, perhaps even thicker than a dormitory door. He wielded this strange weapon as easily as if he were swinging a tree branch.
"Hurry up," Bei Chen urged his companion. "There are healers at the training ground, it's very close."
"Thank you!" Wei Xue quickly pulled the exhausted Tang Xichun away.
Upon seeing Bei Chen's figure, the crowd that was still putting up a stubborn resistance cheered.
"Beichen! It's Beichen!"
"There's hope! Hang in there, everyone!"
Bei Chen slowly closed his eyes and focused his attention.
These are the same sounds again.
Looking up, envious, jealous, resentful. Crying for help, pleading, pitying, joyful—all sorts of voices, a cacophony of sounds, seemed to clamor because he bore the surname 'Beichen,' and they weren't looking at him because of his own abilities.
Bei Chen was surrounded by a pale blue glow, and his gaze gradually sharpened.
"That's Bei Chen accompanying him!"
The woman, who had been sitting cross-legged on the cauldron, suddenly stood up and shouted in a sharp, excited voice, "All of you, listen to my command! Capture Bei Chen's entourage alive, at any cost! They must be alive!"
Bei Chen followed him, holding the greatsword horizontally in front of him with one hand and making a hand seal with the other, muttering softly.
"May the immortals descend to aid us, their divine power as lawful as the law, and may the martial music be summoned!"
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