Chapter 111 Those students' antics were indeed...
With a loud "Bang!", Bai Xianglei was kicked in the chest by Fu Qing. Despite weighing over 100 kilograms, he was as light as a falling leaf as he flew through the air, crashing through the cubicle partition behind him. His back slammed into the table, cracking it.
He swallowed the metallic taste rising in his throat, and put his right hand on the table to get up. But as soon as he exerted force, a tearing pain shot through his back, freezing him in place for a moment. Bai Xianglei couldn't help but click his tongue.
Just how much force did she use?
Fu Qing gave him no time to recover. Another blade flashed towards his face. Bai Xianglei grabbed the mug on the table and threw it. The mug was cleaved in two by the blade in mid-air. The fragments flew out and smashed into the walls on both sides, turning into countless pieces.
Fu Qing's movements faltered slightly. Bai Xianglei, whose upper body was temporarily immobilized, leaned back decisively, braced his elbows on the table for leverage, and kicked Fu Qing's temple with the hard sole of his military boot.
Fu Qing had no choice but to stop, his arm barely managing to block the attack at the last moment, and he slid half a meter away. Bai Xianglei, however, took advantage of the momentum to flip over and get up again.
He raised the back of his hand to wipe away the bloodstains at the corner of his lips, his fighting spirit now fully ignited.
At this moment, Fu Qing, who was standing opposite him, also lowered the arm that was protecting his face. However, his expression was completely different from Bai Xianglei's. His dark eyes were like a bottomless pool, reflecting Bai Xianglei's shadow, but making the latter feel as if he had been locked onto by the most skilled hunter.
Once the battle began, Bai Xianglei became completely excited, a stark contrast to his usual self.
Fu Qing, however, was different. It was difficult to see any provocation in her. Even in the middle of a life-or-death battle, she remained extremely calm, as if fighting was the most commonplace state for her.
Only when she occasionally drew her sword close did the sharp glint in her eyes remind Bai Xianglei that she was serious now.
Bai Xianglei keenly sensed that it was a calmness that could only be honed through years of navigating the life-or-death struggles.
It might sacrifice some combat prowess, but it would allow her to always maintain a clear mind and make the most accurate judgments at any time.
It's as if her goal was never to fight; for her, fighting was merely a necessary step before reaching the finish line.
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Both fighters possessed superb skills in both hand-to-hand combat and knife-wielding, making it an excellent learning opportunity for both spectators.
However, no one could concentrate 100% of their attention on the battle.
They unconsciously began to count down in their hearts.
Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two...
Fu Qing's fifty-second prediction, whether intentional or unintentional, further intensified the psychological pressure on everyone, like a death line hanging over their heads.
Whether it was an illusion or not, when the fifty-second countdown was halfway through, Zhou Lingxi felt the floor beneath her feet begin to tremble slightly.
She was the first one to approach the window, and now she was closest to it. She couldn't resist turning her gaze away and looking out the window.
That one glance almost made her gasp.
In less than half a minute, the number of zombies downstairs had multiplied several times over.
The fastest-climbing zombie had reached a height of nearly twenty stories. Beneath it, the lowest floors of the building had long been submerged by countless zombies, which piled up around the building to form a "mountain of corpses." The zombies behind climbed up by stepping on the bodies of the zombies in front, only to be crushed by the zombies behind them, who roared and became stepping stones for them to climb.
If someone were hiding on the lowest floor, the view from the floor-to-ceiling windows would be one where every gap is filled with a dense mass of zombies, not a ray of sunlight could penetrate.
Zhou Lingxi had no idea how many zombies there were, and more were constantly joining. If this continued, it might not be long before the height of the "mountain of corpses" alone rivaled that of a building.
These zombies may have been dead for too long, as their appearance is not like the traditional zombies often seen in foreign TV dramas. Instead, they look more like mummies, or the dried corpses in ancient Chinese legends that were drained of their life essence and flesh.
The flesh and blood had long since rotted away, leaving only a dry, loose layer of skin covering the skeleton, like a dried-out skull.
Therefore, despite the large quantity, the smell carried on the wind was not blood or stench, but rather a musty, moldy odor like that of an old warehouse.
Zhou Lingxi's face turned pale as she once again experienced the "realism" of the simulator.
The battle over there was still ongoing, and there was no sign of a clear winner in the short term. Zhou Lingxi glanced back and drew his knife from his lower back.
It would be a shame if such a wonderful competition didn't end in a draw. She was determined to gain as much time as possible, even if it was just a second.
Moreover, since such an opportunity is rare, she can take this chance to further hone her ability to confront zombies head-on.
The other team members noticed Zhou Lingxi's actions, hesitated for a moment, and then gave up watching and gradually gathered around.
The first zombie rushed forward, clinging to the window frame as it was about to pounce on the group, but Zhou Lingxi kicked it down, sending it silently tumbling into the horde of zombies below.
The still-growing mountain of corpses churned and thrashed, like a living behemoth, swallowing the zombie whole.
But then, more and more zombies appeared at the windows, and the highest point of the mountain of corpses was already the same as the 20th floor. Each time they fell, the time it took them to get back up was getting shorter and shorter.
Zhou Lingxi and his companions soon began to feel overwhelmed.
Seeing that she hadn't dealt with the zombie in her hand and another one was climbing up, while her companions were still fighting other zombies, Zhou Lingxi's expression tightened. She gritted her teeth and quickened her pace. Just as a newly appeared zombie opened its mouth and lunged at her, she was about to roll away when a knife suddenly appeared from the side and stabbed straight into the zombie's eye socket.
With a flick of the wrist, the zombie's heavy body rolled to the side and lay motionless.
Zhou Lingxi was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Song Rushuang standing beside her.
"Actually, I've already been bitten to death countless times in this dungeon, and I wasn't planning to waste my energy. But it seems weird to just stand there and watch you guys fight..." Song Rushuang muttered.
After thinking for a moment, she decided not to waste the opportunity and began to teach Zhou Lingxi the characteristics of different zombies and her own combat experience.
Other students joined in, each choosing a partner and gathering in twos and threes, turning the battle into a teaching session.
Fu Qing caught a glimpse of them out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but laugh and cry: "These guys."
Even with two groups of people helping to hold them back, the number of zombies pouring in was still increasing.
The first to fall was Liang Yi. He was unlucky enough to be attacked simultaneously by three zombies, and before he could react, he was bitten several times at once, collapsing in pain. Next to him was a member of a special forces team, followed by Su Huaijin…
As fewer and fewer people remained in the room, the zombies' attention inevitably fell on the two locked in combat. Almost simultaneously, at least seven or eight zombies let out low growls, leaped over the cubicle partitions at chest height, and pounced towards the two.
Bai Xianglei glanced over Fu Qing's shoulder and happened to see this scene; his mind went blank for a moment.
Before I could think of a solution, the person in front of me actually laughed.
As if she had eyes in the back of her head, Fu Qing didn't even turn her head and slashed at the zombie that was lunging at her back, actually causing the zombie to change direction mid-air.
As Bai Xianglei watched the zombie's agile movements, the scene of Chu Hai fighting the runner zombie suddenly flashed into his mind.
The zombie also dodged Chu Hai's knife in mid-air.
But back then, Chu Hai was facing the zombie head-on, and was completely stunned when it dodged. Now, Fu Qing is facing away from the zombie, and her casually swung knife seems to have been completely avoided by it, but…
"Holy crap!!" Bai Xianglei, despite his good manners, couldn't help but curse as he looked at the incredibly smooth, gaping maw that turned towards him.
He awkwardly raised his hand, and at the last second, his military knife got stuck in the zombie's teeth with a loud thud. The enormous biting force made it impossible to pull the knife out for a moment.
Bai Xianglei was stunned. He never expected that one day his knife would get stuck in someone else's teeth, unable to move.
His shock caused his movements to freeze for a few milliseconds, while the one who started it all had already sheathed his knife and rolled to the side, just managing to roll out of the zombie encirclement at the perfect distance.
Bai Xianglei didn't dare to waste any time. While gripping the knife hilt, he kicked a zombie in the chest, dodging several broken teeth that almost hit his face. He sheathed his knife and was about to dodge as well, but he was too slow. Several agile zombies had already pounced on him.
Yu Guangli saw that Fu Qing had just landed when he turned around without hesitation and joined the zombie encirclement.
Bai Xianglei, who was clearly in a 1v1 situation when his opponent inexplicably called for several backups, was completely bewildered: "???"
He finally understood what Fu Qing meant when she said that the zombie horde would only make things worse for him.
The previously evenly matched battle was abruptly disrupted by the sudden appearance of zombies, creating a huge disparity in strength. In the chaos, Bai Xianglei was bitten by someone and logged off in frustration.
His vision went dark, and in his last moment, only one sentence remained in his mind: Damn it, those students' crazy antics were definitely learned from their principal...
Su Huaijin was still at the stage of recognizing the characteristics of the runner zombies and dodging them in advance.
Fu Qing had already learned to use their flexibility in actual combat.
Judging from her skill level, it was clearly not the first time she had used it.
For a moment, watching her mingle among the horde of zombies, working together to attack him, he felt as if they were all in cahoots.
Bai Xianglei: "..." This is too shameless!
When his image appeared in the online lobby, the special forces team members and students were already waiting there.
They were at the forefront, and naturally died earlier than Bai Xianglei and Fu Qing.
Seeing Bai Xianglei appear first, he immediately understood the final outcome.
The team members were stunned for a moment, looking at each other with mixed feelings, while the students showed expressions of having expected it.
If we're talking about pure hand-to-hand combat, the two could fight evenly, but when the zombie horde arrived, the outcome of the match immediately became a foregone conclusion in their minds.
No human being could possibly outperform the principal in that environment.
Less than two seconds later, Fu Qing also returned to the online lobby. However, according to the system display, she did not die in the instance, but rather logged out voluntarily.
As soon as he appeared, he made eye contact with Bai Xianglei.
This captain, who is quite tough in both appearance and demeanor, rarely revealed a hint of unconcealed sorrow.
Fu Qing: "..."
Having been reborn, she rarely had such a chance to stretch her muscles and bones to her heart's content. She felt that she hadn't had enough of the fight, so she kindly asked, "How about we change to a less distracting setting and have another match?"
By using the apocalyptic scenery to exert pressure and by introducing a horde of zombies, she didn't think the victory was unfair, but the competition itself was indeed not very fair.
"No, thank you." Bai Xianglei unexpectedly shook his head. "Even if we fight again in a different place, I'm afraid I still won't be able to beat you."
He could clearly feel the difference between Fu Qing's playing style and his own.
He learned martial arts from his family since childhood and later entered the army for training. He was a very formally trained martial artist. In contrast, Fu Qing's fighting style was more like a self-taught amateur, with little trace of training. Every move he made emphasized killing efficiency.
When they have the power to kill, they will never back down and will cripple someone.
This fighting mindset doesn't seem like something trained in a peaceful environment.
Even special forces soldiers like Bai Xianglei, who frequently face death, train with their comrades daily. For him, the purpose of martial arts training is often not to kill. But Fu Qing's cold and fierce aura every time she makes a move makes him wonder if her usual opponents are actually "living beings".
That's why they acted so recklessly, always aiming to kill someone with every move.
However, Bai Xianglei's statement that he might not be able to defeat Fu Qing wasn't solely due to differences in fighting styles. Even disregarding those factors, Fu Qing's skills, strength, agility, and even fighting strategies were extremely high, repeatedly surprising Bai Xianglei during the match.
He is thirty-six years old this year and has been practicing martial arts for at least thirty years. He has honed his skills and physical strength through daily and persistent training. But what about Fuqing?
How old is she this year? Is she 25?
No matter how gifted one is, to reach such heights, one must endure countless battles that are unimaginable to ordinary people.
Bai Xianglei found it hard to imagine what she had gone through.
Thinking back to the task given to him by his superiors, Bai Xianglei pressed his temples.
He felt he needed to talk to his superior.
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