You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

He moved with incredible speed and steadiness, sprinting upwards along his tailbone. When he encountered an obstacle, he would duck or leap, reaching the anteater-like spine in a mere second.

The pollutant noticed it and turned to shake him off.

However, the downside of being large is that it makes one move too slowly.

His leather boots stepped over a slightly protruding bone spur, and Zhong Xun raised his dagger high and plunged it into the contaminated flesh. Despite the roar, he was completely unaffected, using the momentum to climb up and reach the head in a few steps.

In Zhong Xun's eyes, Class A pollutants were a vast expanse of chilling desolation, but deep within, a hint of madness was clearly hidden.

Let the tentacles try this thing out.

The dagger plunged down again with ferocity, spraying black blood. The pollutant recoiled in pain, while the waiting spiritual tentacles seized the opportunity to pounce!

Pollutants do not have a spiritual sea, and therefore do not possess spiritual power. The thing called "energy" is like a cluster of black mist, which is the source of power for pollutants.

Tentacles circled around it, and it looked completely unfamiliar.

Never mind, the tentacles immediately started peeling away, using a technique similar to peeling an onion, tearing it off and absorbing it.

Such pain was no less than having one's mental energy severed. The pollutant was in so much pain that it wanted to die. It paced back and forth in place, stomping the ground and causing it to sink. It couldn't even cover its head, or even raise its paw to grab Zhong Xun.

As the energy cluster receded, a red core, like a gemstone, could be vaguely seen.

Zhong Xun is not afraid of gambling at all; in fact, it could be said that his reckless nature is on full display in such life-threatening situations.

Without hesitation, the mental tentacles reached in and grabbed the red core.

A wave of dizziness washed over him, and the world seemed to shatter and reform in an instant. Zhong Xun could clearly sense another species and gene. His consciousness was kicked back hundreds of years, as if starting from a single cell, peering into the entire process of pollutant formation. This feeling was quite strange, but Zhong Xun knew that he didn't have much time left. His spiritual tentacles went deeper and suddenly found a path in the vast unknown!

Zhong Xun's heart skipped a beat, as if he had a premonition, and he opened his eyes—

It turns out that it's looking at everything around it from the perspective of this pollutant.

"No," Zhong Xun thought, and amidst the vast chaos, as if struck by a sudden inspiration, he reached out to grab the thread...

Then hold on tight!

"Kill it!" Zhong Xun commanded, his head resting on the massive head of the pollutant.

The pollutant struggled fiercely, its cries even tinged with a hint of despair, but soon, its already fragile consciousness was completely extinguished.

The anteater-like pollutant slowly turned around, then pounced on the snake-bodied, sheep-headed pollutant!

With one bite, black blood spurted out. The contaminants didn't care about questions like "Why did you suddenly attack me, bro?" Their warlike nature and devouring instincts led to a tearing apart of each other in just a few seconds.

On the other side, Meng Jingting and Fang Qian, who were fighting to the very end, looked at each other with increasingly shocked expressions.

"As expected..." Fang Qian murmured.

His previously blank face suddenly erupted with intense killing intent.

"You dare to challenge me!" Meng Jing slapped him across the throat with a force that seemed to snap his neck. As Fang Qian spat out black blood and flew out, he thought: I can't believe they can do that.

  

Against the backdrop of rapidly receding trees, Meng Jingting suddenly met Fang Qian's calm eyes.

He stopped abruptly, realizing what was happening.

Fang Qian smiled and said, "Truly worthy of being an S-rank."

"Miasma" is generated.

In a flash, Meng Jingting practically vanished from the spot.

"Fire!!!" Xie Wencheng felt a chill run down his spine. After giving the order, he rushed straight towards Fang Qian.

Xie Wencheng's strength was far inferior to Fang Qian's, and what terrified him even more was that Fang Qian was using Meng Jingting's techniques in the few moves he was exchanging at lightning speed...

Their learning ability is astonishing.

Xie Wencheng was a beat too slow and was punched in the abdomen by Fang Qian. His combat uniform, which could even stop bullets, was now as thin as paper. A surge of hot blood rushed to his throat, and Xie Wencheng broke two tree branches and fell to the ground, rolling far away. Xu Hengzhou and Sun Chen appeared on the left and right at the same time. The two of them made swift moves and were full of killing intent.

Fang Qian easily dodged Xu Hengzhou's punch, which came with a strong gust of wind, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Humans are truly foolish creatures; they know perfectly well that they are no match for themselves.

Xu Hengzhou was slammed into the ground with tremendous force, and he immediately became motionless. Sun Chen's protective mask was shattered by a punch, and blood spurted from his mouth and nose.

All of this happened within the short two seconds that Meng Jingting was trapped by the "mist," and the speed at which they fought was too fast for the judges below to see.

As for the rest...

Fang Qian looked up, intending to clean everything up in one go.

Suddenly, a figure came into view.

Zhong Xun stood not far to his right.

Fang Qian made a decision instantly and pounced towards Zhong Xun.

Even though he was prepared, the mental tentacles still forcibly broke through his energy field the moment they got close. The crystal core shrank back in fear, which only aroused Fang Qian's even stronger savagery. He grabbed Zhong Xun's slender neck, as if he could twist it completely with the slightest force. This is the Omega in the human world, an extremely fragile creature.

Zhong Xun slammed heavily to the ground. First, everything went black before his eyes, then the fabric tore apart, and his internal organs seemed to bleed instantly, with excruciating pain overwhelming him.

The momentum finally stopped.

Fang Qian looked down at Zhong Xun and pressed down on his throat.

"Do you have any last words?" Fang Qian asked coldly.

"You know this too?" Zhong Xun chuckled sullenly. Fang Qian tightened his fingers, and the oxygen instantly decreased by more than half. His face turned uncontrollably red, and blood flowed down his forehead, but there was no fear of death on his face.

Fang Qian narrowed his eyes; he was still smiling.

What is death? Zhong Xun struggled to speak, "Yes, you know... Zou Beikai doesn't like you at all, right?"

These words made Fang Qian momentarily dazed. "Like?" He paused, then said, "He likes me."

"Idiot..." Zhong Xun cursed.

Fang Qian understood this sentence. With a slight "creak", Zhong Xun could no longer make any sound. His delicate eyebrows were furrowed, and his tense struggle gradually disappeared. His pupils even became slightly unfocused.

Fang Qian could clearly feel Zhong Xun's pulse getting slower and slower.

"Hey!" someone shouted.

Fang Qian turned around and saw Xie Wencheng staggering onto the road, clutching a gun in his hand. He then smiled slightly at Fang Qian and pointed to the exposed fuel tank of the overturned armored vehicle.

The protective shell has already flown off; all it takes is a spark to ignite the car from the inside.

Xie Wencheng gave a meaningful whistle, and Fang Qian reacted instantly, assuming that Zou Bei was driving that car.

Fang Qian loosened his grip, no longer paying attention to Zhong Xun; in his mind, Zhong Xun's place was the end.

However, in just a moment, Fang Qian was about to fly away when a strong force pressed down on his shoulder. His pupils contracted, and everything happened in the blink of an eye. Zhong Xun, who should have fainted, twisted his body and, before he could even sit up, his two legs had already clamped tightly around Fang Qian's neck. Then, with all his strength, his waist, thighs, and ankles exerted force, and he was lifted up from the ground in a strangulation motion!

The flexibility of his body was simply astonishing. Fang Qian's eyes changed in an instant, and he was pinned to the ground by Zhong Xun. The young man's calf was pressed against his throat, and the force was enough to kill an ordinary person at will.

Fang Qian suddenly grinned, but he was a pollutant.

The next second, Zhong Xun, expressionless, raised his hand and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

Fang Qian's head was turned to the side after being hit, and his face was somewhat stiff.

Xie Wencheng, far away: "..."

Sun Chen climbed onto the road, barely able to catch his breath, "Why... does he hit just anyone?"

"Zou Beikai likes you?" Zhong Xun showed no intention of running away. Instead, she scoffed, "You're just a pollutant. What do you know about liking someone? You forced yourself on him, causing his pheromones to go haywire. Do you know what he said when he gave his statement in court? He said you threatened him, delayed him, and ruined him."

Fang Qian seemed very concerned about this issue, emphasizing, "I've been helping him all along."

"Help him kill someone?"

"That girl didn't die," Fang Qian replied.

Zhong Xun: "Don't you understand what he did to Zhang Sheng?"

"I understand, it's a bad thing," Fang Qian said. "But Zhang Sheng kept refusing, so I didn't sleep with her. I only left my mark after Zou Bei smashed her up, otherwise I wouldn't have been exposed so quickly."

Zhong Xun asked curiously, "Then why did you chase after me and try to kill me?"

"You didn't refuse," Fang Qian said in a deep voice. "Besides, I inexplicably don't like your face."

"Not rejecting someone means you like them?" Zhong Xun was somewhat surprised.

Fang Qian retorted, "Isn't that right?"

The statement was made by a person who lacked basic knowledge and understanding.

Fang Qian's hand landed on Zhong Xun's abdomen without him noticing, and then he pushed hard.

Zhong Xun instantly took to the air and flew away. He coughed up blood in mid-air. Xie Wencheng and Sun Chen called out "Hey, hey, hey" and were about to come and catch him when suddenly a crack appeared in the space. In the blink of an eye, Meng Jingting walked out from inside.

Meng Jingting reached out and caught Zhong Xun. His movements were very gentle, and he spun around to reduce the impact.

Xie Wencheng's extremely tense nerves relaxed, his eyes filled with stars, and he gritted his teeth: "How romantic..."

The pheromones of the cliff cypress surged into his lungs, and Zhong Xun's burning pain finally subsided, allowing him to catch his breath. He rested his head on Meng Jingting's shoulder, his face pale, with a few drops of blood on his nose extending intermittently to his jaw. Zhong Xun swallowed the bloody smell.

Fang Qian stood up, his face grim: "So fast."

Meng Jingting broke through his "mist" in three minutes.

Meng Jing's expression turned even uglier.

"Thanks……"

"You filthy thing." Zhong Xun suddenly spoke up, staring at Fang Qian in that position. A smile suddenly appeared on his pale face, without any fancy pretense, just a direct and arrogant smile, full of possessiveness and smugness: "Look carefully, this is what liking someone is."

After saying that, he pressed Meng Jingting's cheeks towards him and then kissed her fiercely.

The air was thick with the stench of blood. Meng Jingting shuddered, then Zhong Xun tightened his grip on her. A long wind from the valley swirled around the cliffside cypress, and the mental tentacles drew in enough pheromones from the Alpha's surging mental sea. Zhong Xun's complexion visibly improved.

Meng Jing felt a buzzing in his ears, and all his plans and schemes melted away in that moment. He unconsciously put his arm around Zhong Xun's waist, pulling him even closer to him.

The emptiness of longing that had lasted for more than a decade was now filled with abundance at this moment.

Not far away, the members of the tribunal stood like statues.