People in Yu-Gi-Oh! The hyper-converged audience is also integrated

Chapter 305 Long Time No See, My Beloved

The six fortresses under the jurisdiction of Shen Wubu were all located in the eastern region. He was surprised to find a name that sounded like a western fortress, which made him take a second look at it.

Medius has a healthy wheat-colored complexion, deeper-set eyes than people from the East, a high nose bridge, and light blonde hair with natural curls.

"Li Guanqi." Li Guanqi replied simply, "You're welcome, it was nothing."

The two said no more. Medius deliberately slowed down, while Li Guanqi ran alongside him, keeping pace with his rhythm.

Twenty minutes later, at the cross-country finish line of the training ground.

One after another, interns crossed the finish line, and then... that was it.

Once most people crossed the line, they collapsed to the ground like broken bones, lying haphazardly in various positions. Some lay on their backs in a "spread-eagle" shape, their chests heaving violently as they gasped for breath.

"Water...my water..."

"I can't go on... Let me die... Let me die..."

"Mom...I want to go home..."

The scene was filled with wails and cries of agony, and was quite "spectacular" at one point.

Yan Lang walked into the crowd, his gaze sweeping over the dusty faces, and announced the 'warm-up run' results: "First place, Bian Yuelong-Xiasheng, 8 minutes and 20 seconds..."

He paused, then slowly read out the first few names.

Finally, he deliberately turned his head, his gaze falling on Li Guanqi and Midius, and smiled meaningfully: "Both of you are tied for last place, 25 minutes and 45 seconds."

Surprisingly, no one around them laughed; they just gave them strange looks.

"We're a full 17 minutes and 25 seconds slower than the first place." Yan Lang's voice was low and unreadable. "17 minutes and 25 seconds. If this were a life-or-death mission, how much could you accomplish in that time? Do you expect your teammates to wait for you for 17 minutes and 25 seconds?"

Medius lowered his head in shame, his face flushing slightly.

Li Guanqi raised his head to meet Yan Lang's sharp gaze and calmly said, "Reporting to the instructor, even if it happened again, I would still help him up."

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Is that so?" Yan Lang smiled meaningfully. He stopped looking at Li Guanqi and turned to the others, his voice returning to its usual coldness: "Everyone, take your time. Rest for fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes, prepare for the next training exercise!"

As soon as he finished speaking, most of the trainees seemed to have their bones removed and collapsed.

After a brief respite, the 300-meter obstacle course lay before the trainees.

Towering wooden walls, bottomless moats, and barbed wire fences beneath which lay icy, foul-smelling muddy water; a rickety log bridge creaked and groaned in the breeze.

"Charge!" A roar broke the silence.

Like caged beasts released from their cages, the trainees, their eyes red, roared as they charged toward the obstacle course.

Li Guanqi followed closely behind, his eyes unusually focused, his brain working at lightning speed. He took a few steps, his right foot precisely pushing off a tiny protrusion on the wall, using the momentum to leap into the air. He grabbed the edge of the wall with both hands, and with a sudden burst of power from his waist and abdomen, he performed a clean and neat flip, landing steadily.

After passing through the barbed wire, he plunged into the icy mud without hesitation, lowered his body, and used the strength of his elbows and knees to crawl quickly forward in the mud, just like the other trainees.

The timekeeper announced the time, which was five seconds faster than the stipulated three minutes.

Yan Lang stood not far away, his sharp gaze lingering on Li Guanqi for a moment before he nodded slightly, but said nothing more.

The next part was free climbing on a 25-meter-high cliff face. The jagged rocks had only some naturally formed small protrusions and visible crevices for gripping and stepping on.

Li Guanqi stood at the foot of the cliff, looking up. He moved his aching fingers and began to climb. His fingers gripped the cracks in the rock tightly, a sharp pain shooting through his fingertips. The muscles in his arms were stretched to their limit, veins bulging, as he struggled to climb upwards.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, blurring his vision and causing a stinging sensation, but he couldn't afford to be distracted by wiping it away.

Several times, he felt as if his fingers were about to slip off the slippery rocks, and his body was swaying precariously, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

"Ah—!" Li Guanqi finally reached the top of the cliff, completely exhausted, and shouted, his arms and legs trembling violently uncontrollably.

The last item on the agenda for the morning was an hour of basic combat training and free sparring.

After being subjected to the relentless onslaught of the previous high-intensity training sessions, most of the trainees were at their limit and were even swaying slightly when standing.

Yan Lang showed no mercy whatsoever. He personally stepped into the arena and demonstrated several fierce, deadly grappling and striking techniques, leaving the audience trembling with fear.

He then had everyone pair up and begin free-for-all combat.

"Remember! This is not a martial arts performance, nor a friendly sparring match! It's a fight to the death!" Yan Lang's voice struck everyone's hearts like shards of ice. "Treat your opponents as Zhong's terrorists! Use every means you can think of to defeat him! Cripple him!"

Li Guanqi's opponent was Medeus, which was clearly arranged intentionally by Yan Lang.

As soon as the whistle blew to signal the start of the match, Midius let out a low growl and charged forward like a raging bull, delivering a powerful straight punch that whistled through the air, aimed directly at Li Guanqi's face.

Li Guanqi's eyes narrowed. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his body shifting to the left with an extremely slight movement, narrowly avoiding the opponent's whistling fist. The wind from the punch grazed his cheek.

At the same time, his left hand swiftly reached out, like a venomous snake hunting its prey, and cunningly gripped the inside of Medius's wrist.

This kind of training involving 'opponents', with the time-slowing buff, is a bit unfair to Li Guanqi.

"Ah—" Midius felt a sudden tightening on his wrist, and a piercing pain shot through him, causing his attack to falter.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Li Guanqi took a half step forward with his right leg, lowered his shoulder and elbow, and thrust his right elbow forward like a cannonball, striking his opponent squarely in the chest.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

Medeus felt as if he had been struck in the chest by a sledgehammer. His breath caught in his throat, his vision went black, and he stumbled back several steps, clutching his chest, unable to catch his breath for a long time.

After landing a successful attack, Li Guanqi did not press his advantage. Instead, he calmly looked at his opponent and resumed his defensive stance.

After an hour of combat sparring, the training ground was filled with cries of pain, with people lying haphazardly, heavy breathing and suppressed groans echoing everywhere.

“You hit pretty hard,” Medius teased.

"Haha, sorry, sorry." Li Guanqi chuckled. He was also exhausted. Sweat streamed down his face, and his training uniform was soaked with sweat and dirt, clinging tightly to his body.

However, he could clearly feel that after this morning of self-torture-like extreme training, his body was undergoing some kind of miraculous transformation. The energy flowing through his meridians had become more condensed and vibrant, and its circulation carried a subtle sense of ease. "Beep—!" Yan Lang blew the assembly whistle, his voice still loud and clear, "Morning training is over! Dismissed! Assemble promptly at 2 PM for the afternoon's duel training!"

"Liberation...Liberation—!!" The crowd paused for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief and erupted in amazing cheers.

The afternoon's combat training was much easier than the morning's physical training.

Each person starts with a million credits, builds their own deck, and battles against each other in pairs.

Unlike the actual combat assessment, the deck can be reset at any time, and the UR card is fixed at 10, while the SR card is 1. However, [Carving Demon] is not included in the training card pool.

The first month is for testing and learning; there will be no changes to points or credit limits regardless of wins or losses.

Seeing that Li Guanqi had assembled his deck but wasn't preparing and seemed distracted, Midius urged, "Hey, brother, can we start now?"

"Let's duel!"

"Oh," Li Guanqi responded softly, his hands moving very slowly.

For some reason, his body was resisting the duel, and he seemed to faintly hear a voice saying, "No duel, no duel."

Li Guanqi suddenly stopped what he was doing, looked up at Medius, and said somewhat absentmindedly, "You, you really are, are you human?"

Medius was visibly taken aback upon hearing this, and then laughed, "What are you talking about? Seriously, you must have been dozing off during your afternoon nap."

"What are you dawdling about!" Yan Lang urged loudly when he saw that the two had not yet started their duel.

Those who weren't dueling cast strange glances at him.

Even though the two hadn't actually fought, their eyes were fixed on Li Guanqi, as if they were judging a heretic.

"Dr. Li, do you have a disease that prevents you from dueling?" Yan Lang said coldly.

A burst of snickers immediately erupted from all around.

Medeus quickly offered a way out: "Buddy, get ready, I'm about to show you my latest power!"

Opponents, trainees, and instructors all turned their gazes towards Li Guanqi, completely surrounding him, just like a swarm of snakes staring at a white mouse in the middle, their eyes so venomous.

Li Guanqi's throat was dry. He forced himself to look away and said with difficulty, "I am not feeling well. I request to rest."

The faint voice still echoed in my mind: "No duel, no duel..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and began to remove the Duel Disk.

Just as his fingertips were about to untie the restraints, a cold voice came from the other side, devoid of any warmth: "Is this alright?"

Li Guanqi froze, then abruptly looked up.

Medius stood not far away, his face, which had been bearing a friendly smile, now calm and expressionless, his deep eyes staring straight at him.

The wind in the dueling arena seemed to have stopped, all the noise disappeared, and only the voice of Medeus remained.

"Are you going to abandon your opponent?" Medius asked calmly, yet each word was clear. "You—"

"Are they going to run away again?"

"Escape?" The word was like a needle, piercing Li Guanqi's eardrums and making him shudder.

He stared blankly at Midius, whose face began to blur in his vision. The figures of the other trainees and instructors around him also seemed to fade and distort like ink splashed in water.

The snickers in my ears, the harsh shouts of Yan Lang, the sound of the wind on the training field... everything was rapidly fading away, replaced by a strange silence.

The scene before him began to distort, the light and shadow shifted, and finally sank into an endless expanse of darkness. He was left all alone in the world, standing on a body of water, with the white moonlight above him and darkness all around him.

Li Guanqi stood still, staring intently into the darkness before him, his gaze unusually focused, as if he had seen something.

At the end of that darkness, someone was there, quietly, waiting for him for a very long time.

A strange thrill rose from the bottom of my heart, dispelling my previous anxiety and resistance.

He slowly raised his left arm, the heavy Duel Disk firmly fixed to it, and his fingers, firm and slow, pressed the start button on the side of the Duel Disk.

"Om-"

A soft tremor resounded, and invisible ripples spread outward from him into the void, creating layers of waves.

【connection succeeded】

A cold, inaudible warning sounded high in the sky.

[Imaginary Realm - Innocent Pre-Hallucinations, Currently Applicable]

In an instant, the darkness that enveloped everything was torn open, and a ray of pure white, cool moonlight poured down from the crack, gently falling on Li Guanqi and illuminating a small area in front of him.

A crisp, light sound rang out clearly in the silent night.

Accompanied by a regular "tap, tap" sound, a slender figure slowly emerged from the depths of the night.

She was slender and wore a blue school uniform dress. In her hand, she held a slender guide cane. With each step, the tip of the cane would lightly touch the invisible "water" beneath her feet, stirring up ripples of silver.

She walked slowly, step by step, stepping on the moonlight and ripples, approaching Li Guanqi.

Finally, she stopped a short distance in front of Li Guanqi, turned her head slightly as if "looking" at him. Her face, illuminated by the moonlight, was exquisite and serene, carrying a kind of otherworldly holiness.

Her lips curved slightly, revealing a faint smile. Her voice was soft, yet it possessed a power that penetrated the soul.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"My dearest love."

(End of this chapter)