If I let you practice martial arts, you'll compress your vital energy ten thousand times?

The blinding light of the searchlights illuminated the camp gate.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, as if they had seen a ghost, at the two people who emerged from the darkness.

Zhao Hai was covered in mud and dried blood, his once round, chubby face now marred with tiny cuts from the sharp blade's energy. He gasped for breath, desperately supporting the girl beside him.

Su Qinghan looked even more miserable.

Her signature white training uniform was now completely stained red with blood. Her left arm hung limply at her sides, her right hand gripped a broken alloy sword, now only half intact, and her beautiful face was devoid of color.

But her eyes were so cold they seemed to freeze the air around her.

"Qinghan! Zhao Hai!"

The head instructor was the first to react. He quickly put away his sidearm and rushed over.

"Quick! Medic! Stretcher!"

The instructor caught the swaying Su Qinghan, checked her pulse, and his brows furrowed instantly.

Qi and blood deficiency, severe damage to meridians!

This is a severe backlash caused by overdrawing one's life force and forcibly using forbidden military techniques!

If it weren't for the high-level healing medicine that kept the girl alive until her last breath, she wouldn't have made it back to the camp.

"Thank goodness...you're still alive!"

Just then, Zhang Kuang on the stretcher also realized what was happening.

The fear on his face was instantly replaced by an extremely hypocritical ecstasy.

Zhang Kuang tumbled off the stretcher, scrambling to his feet and rushing towards the two men, roaring with tears streaming down his face:

"I knew it! I knew my desperate attempt to hold off those assassins and buy you time to escape wasn't in vain!"

"Thank God! Seeing you all safe and sound, even if I, Zhang Kuang, were to bleed to death right now, it would all be worth it!"

This moving performance once again touched the surrounding students.

however.

Before Zhang Kuang could finish his act...

Zhao Hai, who had been panting heavily with his head down, suddenly raised his head.

His small eyes, squeezed into slits by fat, were now burning with an unprecedented, overwhelming rage!

"I'm worth your mother's head!"

Zhao Hai let out a roar like a wild beast and abruptly pushed away the medic who came to help him.

He swung his fist, the size of a sandbag, and with all his might, slammed it hard into Zhang Kuang's nose!

boom!

Accompanied by a sickening cracking sound.

Zhang Kuang was completely unprepared for the fat man he usually bullied to dare to make a move. He was punched so hard that his nose bled profusely, and he fell backward to the ground.

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

"Zhao Hai! Are you insane?!"

"Our squad leader risked his life to save you, and you repay kindness with enmity and beat him?!"

Several lackeys from Gaowu No.1 Middle School immediately jumped out and started cursing at Zhao Hai.

The head instructor's face darkened, and he shouted sternly, "Zhao Hai! This is a military camp! Do you want to rebel?!"

"Instructor! It's not me who's gone mad, it's this scum who's worse than an animal!"

Zhao Hai's eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at Zhang Kuang on the ground, cursing through gritted teeth.

"He risked his life to save us? That's utterly ridiculous!"

"Faced with those four Xuanhai Realm assassins, this bastard was so terrified that he dropped his knife and knelt down, frantically kowtowing and begging for mercy, calling himself a piece of trash!"

Zhao Hai's voice, hoarse with extreme anger, echoed throughout the entire camp.

"When the assassin's poisoned dagger came down, to save his own life, he grabbed me and used me as a human shield to take the blow!"

"If it weren't for School Beauty Su's desperate use of forbidden techniques, my head would have been gone long ago!"

boom!

These words were like a bombshell, exploding in the crowd.

Everyone was stunned.

Using classmates as human shields?

This is the most despicable and disgusting act in the martial arts world! If this is true, then Zhang Kuang's righteous words just now are more disgusting than rotting flesh in the sewer!

"You...you're spouting nonsense!"

Zhang Kuang covered his bleeding nose, a look of extreme panic flashing in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and stubbornly refused to admit it.

"My body covered in knife wounds is the best proof! I was surrounded by three assassins before I escaped!"

The students around them looked at each other in bewilderment.

On one side were knife wounds all over his body, which had just been officially certified as "horrific injuries" by the head instructor.

On one side is the story of Fatty Zhao, covered in mud.

For a moment, no one knew who to believe.

"Zhao Hai did not lie."

Just then, a voice that was incredibly cold, weak, yet exuded absolute authority slowly rang out.

Su Qinghan pushed the medic away and straightened her thin back.

Her icy eyes were fixed on Zhang Kuang on the ground, as if he were a pile of unrecyclable garbage.

"He not only used Zhao Hai as a shield."

"And the moment I forced the assassin back three inches, he didn't even utter a word of warning, abandoning us without hesitation and fleeing alone."

Su Qinghan's words were like an invisible sword, piercing the eardrums of everyone in the room.

She is the true number one prodigy of Gaowu No.1 High School and the granddaughter of a military bigwig.

Su Qinghan's credibility and influence are far beyond Zhao Hai's reach. Her words are practically irrefutable proof!

"Impossible..." A girl who had just been crying for Zhang Yang covered her mouth in disbelief.

Zhang Kuang panicked completely, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

He pointed at Su Qinghan and roared like a mad dog:

"Su Qinghan! Don't think you can slander me just because you have a powerful background! Are these wounds all over my body fake? Did I inflict these wounds on myself, given I was a Xuanhai Realm assassin?!"

"hehe."

Su Qinghan gave a rare cold laugh, a hint of undisguised mockery curling at the corner of her lips.

Do you think everyone is an idiot?

She turned to look at the head instructor and said in a deep voice:

"Instructor, you are a master-level expert with rich combat experience."

"Take a close look at his wounds. If he were truly being slashed by four Xuanhai Realm assassins, how could the wounds possibly avoid all vital organs?"

"Moreover, the pressure on the edges of his wound was heavier on the outside than on the inside, and the cut was clean. This is clearly a fake wound that he deliberately cut himself with a knife, bit by bit!"

Upon hearing this, the head instructor's expression changed drastically.

He had only done a quick check in a moment of panic, and he was indeed prejudiced by Zhang Kuang's miserable appearance.

Upon hearing Su Qinghan's reminder, the head instructor strode up to Zhang Kuang, ripped off the remaining strip of cloth covering his chest, and swept his gaze across the wounds like lightning.

one second.

two seconds.

The head instructor's face visibly turned a furious, dark red!

His rough, large hands clenched tightly, the knuckles cracking.

"The force is heavier on the outside and lighter on the inside... The blade's trajectory perfectly matches the cutting angle of a right-handed reverse grip..."

The head instructor gritted his teeth as he spat out each word.

"Arrogant... How dare you resort to such a despicable self-inflicted injury tactic in front of me?!"

boom!

The proof is like a mountain!

The entire camp was in complete chaos!

Those students who had just been worshipping and being arrogant now felt nauseous and showed expressions of extreme disgust and contempt.

"Pah! That's fucking disgusting! And I was just crying for him!"

"To cover up his cowardice in running away, he actually cut himself more than a dozen times. Is this guy a psychopath?!"

"He used his classmate as a shield, abandoned his teammates, and now he comes back to play the hero! Scum! Degenerate!"

The insults and scorn were like a tsunami that completely drowned out Zhang's arrogance.

The perfect persona he painstakingly built, even at the cost of self-harm, collapsed in an instant, shattering into nothingness!

"No...that's not how it is...please let me explain..."

Zhang Kuang's face was ashen, and he crawled backward in despair.

He's finished.

In this martial arts-loving era, once someone is branded with the infamy of "abandoning teammates and taking the blows for classmates," their martial arts career is completely over!

Even the Zhang family will become a laughing stock in the entire safe zone because of him!

Extreme fear caused him to lose his mind.

He suddenly raised his head and began to hysterically roar at the head instructor:

"You can't treat me like this!"

"I am the successor of a Grandmaster! That Grandmaster of External Strength personally praised me, saying my future is promising!"

"If you dare to touch me, the Grandmaster will absolutely not let you off!"

boom!

His response was a merciless kick from the head instructor.

The heavy military boots slammed into Zhang Kuang's chin, shattering all his teeth.

Zhang Kuang let out a miserable scream, flew out with blood all over his mouth, and crashed heavily into the muddy water.

"A successor to a grandmaster?"

The head instructor laughed in fury, his eyes filled with contemptuous murderous intent.

"If that senior was truly blind to accept scum like you as his successor, then human martial arts would have been extinct long ago!"

"Someone come here!"

The head instructor let out a thunderous roar.

"Immediately revoke Zhang Kuang's status as a trainee in the Starry Sky Special Training Camp! Confiscate all his special training resources!"

"Put this beast in the dungeon under strict guard. Tomorrow morning, transfer him to a military court and prosecute him for desertion and attempted murder!"

"yes!"

Two fully armed law enforcement soldiers pounced forward like wolves, grabbing Zhang Kuang's arms from both sides.

Like dragging a dead dog, they pulled the desperate, howling Zhang Kuang towards the depths of the camp, into the perpetually dark dungeon.

Seeing Zhang Kuang's miserable end, Zhao Hai spat out a mouthful of saliva, finally venting his anger.

Su Qinghan, who had been tense, finally relaxed, and then everything went black as she completely fainted on the medic's stretcher.

The desolate atmosphere following the chaos within the camp.

And no one noticed.

In a small, inconspicuous single tent at the very edge of the camp.

Lin Yuan, who barely passed the test during the day, was sitting cross-legged on his cot.

He listened to the wild screams coming from outside, his expression remaining completely unchanged.

He casually stuffed the pale plastic mask into the bottom of his backpack and then zipped it up.

then.

Lin Yuan slowly opened his right hand, and in his palm lay four Xuanhai Realm storage rings that emitted a faint light.

"The foreplay is over."

A fierce, intense madness ignited in Lin Yuan's dark eyes.

"Next, it's time for a quick meal."