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The guards from the competition area had just drawn their swords halfway out when they got stuck in their scabbards, unable to pull them out at all.

The violent spatial rules instantly sucked away the air around them.

Before the source of the third-level Dominator Realm could even be activated, it was pressed firmly to the ground by a tremendous force.

Several crisp sounds rang out, and the lead guard's knees shattered on the spot. He knelt and lay prostrate in the ruins, unable to even scream.

The deacon, lying in the distance with his face covered in blood, pointed at Lin Feng and roared.

"Assaulting a police officer! This is treason!"

"Defense Forces! Open fire and kill him!"

The commanders of the defense forces in mid-air looked at each other, and none of them moved.

What a joke.

The new recruit below didn't even fire the main guns of the warship; he just rammed the berth flat with the hull alone.

This black warship is clearly a top-level secret weapon; who would dare to mess with it?

Lin Feng walked up to the deacon, raised his foot, and stepped on the man's face, which was now only half intact.

The combat boots crushed the broken bones, making a series of scraping sounds.

"Is my ship being detained?"

"Are you worthy?"

The Myriad Calamities Halberd spun half a circle in his palm, its sharp blade pressed directly against the deacon's carotid artery.

A dark red aura of killing intent overflowed, slicing through the opponent's skin.

The organizing committee's senior management finally couldn't sit still any longer.

"Young friend Raymond Lam, please have mercy!"

An elderly man in a dark purple robe swept in from a distance and landed at the edge of the restricted area, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"I am Zhou Tong, one of the three elders of the organizing committee. My subordinates don't know the rules; this is a misunderstanding!"

Lin Feng did not retract his halberd; instead, he pressed the blade down an inch.

"Your warship possesses the highest level of immunity; the landing procedure is flawless!"

"The organizing committee will fully cover the losses incurred just now. This is a top-tier VIP card for the Heavenly Pride Battle; please feel free to check into Zone One!"

Lin Feng took the card, then raised his foot and kicked the deacon flying.

He picked up his halberd and turned to walk towards the guidance passage in the competition area.

"lead the way."

......

At the same time.

The Second Fleet's base, top floor of the main control tower.

Augustus leaned back comfortably in his chair.

Judging by the timeline, the Blood Shadow Mercenary Group should have succeeded.

Although Tu Su charged exorbitant prices, he did a very efficient job.

Ten primordial mineral veins in exchange for Lin Feng's life.

value!

The encrypted communicator suddenly began to vibrate violently.

Augustus pressed the answer button, and the screen lit up.

Tu Su's face, clad in a scarlet mask, filled the entire screen, with charred control panels and numerous starship parts belching black smoke in the background.

"Augustus! I'll fuck your ancestors!"

Tu Su launched into a tirade of angry curses, his spittle practically spraying off the screen.

Augustus's hand, holding the wine glass, froze in mid-air.

"Tu Su, watch your attitude. Is the mission complete?"

"Get your ass done!"

Tu Su's eyes were bloodshot. He ripped off his mask and pointed at the horrific wreckage of the warship behind him.

"What kind of bullshit intelligence did you give me? Conventional starships? Those are assault ships that the First Fleet hasn't even deployed yet!"

Tu Su frantically operated the screen, sending over the radar recording from earlier.

"My three warships' engines were overloaded to the point of exploding, yet I couldn't even smell his exhaust fumes!"

"Our main guns fired a salvo at that black hull, and not a single white mark was left! You call this a conventional frigate?!"

Augustus stared at the speed curve on the screen, his wine glass clattering to the floor, spilling red wine everywhere.

That's impossible.

How could the Starfire Battalion possibly entrust such a strategic weapon to a freshman?

Tu Su leaned closer to the screen, his chubby face twitching.

Stop talking nonsense.

"This interception failed, that kid must have figured it out. If the Interstellar Court and the Arbitration Tribunal follow the clues, our Blood Shadow Mercenary Group will be wiped out."

Augustus's face turned ashen.

"The mission isn't complete, what more do you want?"

"Send the money!"

Tu Su immediately made an outrageous demand.

"Add thirty more primordial mineral veins! If you lose even one, I'll release your recorded communications about hiring someone to commit murder across the entire internet! We'll all die together!"

Augustus was trembling with rage as he pointed at the screen.

"Are you crazy? Thirty mineral veins—you're going to empty the Second Fleet's inventory!"

That's your problem.

Tu Su sneered.

"You have ten minutes to transfer the money. You'll be responsible for the consequences if you don't."

Communication was unilaterally cut off.

Augustus suddenly kicked over the alloy table in front of him.

Ten became forty, and not a single hair on Lin Feng's head was harmed. This is blatant extortion!

But he had no other choice.

Hiring someone to ambush a top competitor is a serious crime. If the recording is leaked, forget about his position as legion commander; the arbitration tribunal will definitely send him to the gallows.

He gritted his teeth, accessed the fleet's highest authority, and forcibly transferred control of the thirty primordial mineral veins to the Blood Shadow Mercenary Group.

The transfer had just finished when the metal door to the control room was kicked open.

The adjutant scrambled in.

"Commander! Something's happened!"

The adjutant opened the holographic screen, and the hottest headlines on the StarNet popped up instantly.

The title was glaringly red.

[Shocking! A mysterious freshman piloting a military-grade warship stormed the Tianjiao Star No. 1 competition venue, and the organizing committee's chairman was publicly stomped on and beaten!]

The video has started playing.

The Starbreaker forcefully smashed through the atmosphere, and then Lin Feng stepped on the deacon's face, with the Myriad Tribulations Halberd held against his neck. The scene was captured clearly.

The number of views in the bottom left corner is skyrocketing at a rate of tens of millions per second.

Augustus stared at the screen, his back teeth grinding together.

Not only did Lin Feng not die, but he also arrived on Tianjiao Star three days early, and even topped the Star Network's trending searches in such an extremely arrogant manner.

The eyes of the entire universe are now on this kid.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

Augustus grabbed his adjutant by the collar and slammed him against the wall.

"How dare he be so arrogant?"

It's now absolutely impossible to pull any dirty tricks off the field. If Lin Feng were to lose even a single hair outside of Tianjiao Star, the Arbitration Tribunal would immediately investigate his Second Fleet.

Augustus released his grip, panting heavily.

"Since we can't kill him outside, let's make sure he dies a reasonable death on the field."

He walked to the control panel and dialed in a deeply hidden single-line communication channel.

Communication is established.

A disguised, hoarse electronic voice came from the other end.

"Commander, what do you want with me?"

Augustus braced his hands on the table, his expression horribly contorted.

"Lin Feng's eligibility for the competition is still under review, right?"

"Yes."

"very good."

Augustus sneered.

"Give him the most extreme competition format. In the first elimination round, put him in the 'Meteor Abyss' zone."

The electronic voice on the other end paused noticeably.

"Meteorite Abyss?"

"Legion Commander, that's a death trap that even late-stage Dominator Realm cultivators wouldn't want to go to. The mortality rate in previous elimination rounds has been as high as 90%. And, in the same competition zone as him is that madman..."

"What I want is for him to run into that lunatic!"

Augustus interrupted the other party directly.

"As long as Lin Feng dies within the normal competition rules, no one will be able to trace it back to us. After this is done, I'll guarantee you a job in the General Staff Headquarters."

The breathing on the other end became a bit heavier.

"Understood. The roster for the first group stage match will be announced online tomorrow."

Communication ended.

Augustus stared at Lin Feng's arrogant face on the StarNet, his hand clenching tightly.

"Lin Feng, let's see how long you can keep up this arrogance."