Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

Having anticipated this, he tilted his head to dodge the eight-point light wheel that spun like a chainsaw in the palm of the seemingly most innocent Mebius, kicked Ribut away with his left leg as Ribut was about to release his capture aura, and grabbed Zais and Nais, who were much weaker than the others, with his hands respectively.

With one player against five, he gained the upper hand from the start, and even had the energy to praise his students whom he hadn't seen for a year.

Unlike the four who were taught to use underhanded tactics to some extent, the little sun of the Land of Light remained straightforward, never concealing his moves when Taro came to the rescue.

But his foundation was the most solid and his power was sufficient, forcing Kassadin to withdraw his control over the others and distance himself from them.

"Instructor, you said that the ring should be treated as a battlefield. When you step onto the battlefield outside, no one will shout 'Start!'"

Ribut sprang to his feet, retrieved the Ultra Spear he had been given, and, strictly adhering to past lessons, knew he was not yet qualified for melee combat. So he simply threw the weapon, followed by a relentless, all-out attack:

"Garashum - Burst!"

Chapter 12 The Cane-Walking Alien Advanced Version

An excellent warrior of the Land of Light may not have his own unique beam technique, but someone who creates his own exclusive beam, even if not now, will inevitably be an excellent warrior in the future.

Kasa was pleased with Libut's growth. At this time last year, Libut was still only a half-finished product, but now he has finally taken a solid step, just like Taro.

But before he could utter a word of praise for Libut, Kasa was so astonished that he laughed in exasperation.

"Strium Ray!"

Damn it, Taro really doesn't hold back!

He used to let Taro unleash all his abilities, but now, apart from his still immature mentality, this kid is approaching the Ultra Brothers in every aspect, both in terms of skill and raw strength. One-on-one is fine, but one against five is not.

If we're not careful, something might actually go wrong.

Good lad, seeing blood really makes a difference. Since that's the case, don't blame him for getting serious!

Kasa leaned back to dodge Taro's finishing move, then casually used a decapitation strike to neutralize Ribut's attack and restrain Mebius and Nice—using them all against Ribut would result in deaths.

Zearth's eyes widened in disbelief; he couldn't believe there was such a way to dodge. But he knew it was a good opportunity and immediately reacted, about to fire a Specium Ray directly at the target.

But it was still too late.

The Strium Beam had ended. Kassadin, leaning back, took off his Ultra Bracelet from his right hand, conjured a bucket, and splashed it towards Zearth.

A basin full of black sludge rushed towards him, and Zais's eyes widened in fury. He had never hated himself so much for not running fast enough in his entire life.

The next second, the foul-smelling mud completely covered Ultra's clean body, chilling Zearth's heart and making him forget all his teachings and composure, screaming and running around wildly.

He knocked his good friend Nais down, and the two of them fell to the ground, completely flustered and at a loss.

Kasa knew with a glance that these two wouldn't be able to recover anytime soon, leaving only the remaining three.

Taro swung his fist and came close, but Kassadin created an opening, making himself easy to throw over the shoulder. The straightforward Kassadin fell for it and threw him over the shoulder.

Following this over-the-shoulder throw, just when Taro thought he had succeeded and could let go, Kassadin retaliated with an over-the-shoulder throw, leaping over the fallen Taro and punching and kicking Mebius and Ribut. The loud thuds sent chills down the spines of the students watching.

It's no surprise that the situation turned out this way despite being surrounded.

Captain Zoffy himself admitted that, apart from the Captain, the only ones in the entire Land of Light who have a chance to defeat Instructor Kassadin are him and Senior Max—but only a chance.

If it's a group of five attacking, they can use their numbers to overwhelm the instructor and prevent him from retaliating.

But now there are only two of them left, and no matter how hard they work together, they can't stop the instructor's fierce attacks with their fists and feet.

"The instructors are really amazing!" the students murmured to themselves, their eyes shining with admiration.

"The instructor's fighting style is really sharp. It looks very elegant, but he is especially good at those combos that seize every opportunity. Once the instructor finds an opening, he will almost certainly kill you... Oh no, it's over, it's over, Mebius and Ribut are finished!"

"I wish I could be as strong as my instructor someday."

Among the noisy students, only one newcomer had droopy eyelids, revealing not longing, but a sadness and bewilderment that he felt was unattainable.

Torregia looked up, exhausted, at the warriors shining brightly on the arena, and involuntarily clenched his fists tightly.

Mebius and Ribut had already been defeated. The final blow to them came from the spear that Kassadin had picked up from the ground. After striking Ribut several times like a stick, it was thrust at Ribut's chest, avoiding the heavy impact of the timer.

At this moment, Kassadin was like a demon from hell, deliberately bathing in the light particles emanating from the wounds on Mebius and Ribut's bodies. Holding a light spear, he slowly walked step by step, the crisp sound of his footsteps falling into the ears of the two brothers, Zaas and Ribut, sounding utterly dull.

"Don't think about it!"

Even though it was training, Taro was determined to protect others with all his might. He clenched his fist and unleashed a powerful Atomic Punch, aiming straight for Kasa's face.

Kasa neither dodged nor evaded, taking the blow head-on. The unexpected turn of events left Taro wide-eyed and completely stunned. Based on past experience, this move should not have hit the instructor at all.

But in that moment of hesitation, sparks flew from his chest, and the light spear continued its relentless attack.

Kassa showed no mercy to this now independent warrior, aiming his spear at the timer several times before finally slamming it onto Taro's head, leaving him completely disoriented and unable to move. He tried several times but couldn't get up.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry..." Zais's hands and feet were ice cold, but the thought of being covered in mud and filthy made it impossible for him to adopt a defensive stance. Instead, he wanted to wipe the filth off his body.

Even with the instructor right in front of him, he still struggled to make a decision.

"Zeaas, what are you doing?!" Nais shouted. Seeing that the instructor was furious and about to stab Zaas with his light spear, Nais instinctively stepped forward to block him, even though he was afraid of the pain.

boom!

He was defeated in a single move.

Kassa did not stop; like a tyrant, he continued to whip the victim.

In desperation, Nais followed his body's instincts and deployed a shield, which was a good move, but unfortunately, it wasn't strong enough. Although it blocked the second blow, the shield began to shatter and then completely broke apart under the storm-like impact.

He didn't attack Zais, but continued to bully and beat Nais, who had lost the ability to resist. He kicked and punched Nais until he surrendered, but he didn't stop and became even more brutal.

Nais's pained expression and commotion echoed throughout the area, causing Zais to lose control. Watching this scene, his hands trembled so badly they were almost numb.

But it wasn't just his hands... his entire body, including the mud on his skin, all that filth and the stench, seemed to have vanished.

Zais didn't know how long he had been standing there, or how long he had been stunned.

All he knew was that in that moment, he knew nothing, his eyes were bloodshot, and he charged forward recklessly. He had no thoughts, no awareness whatsoever.

only--

If you continue to hide behind Nice, can you still be considered an Ultra Warrior?

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Chapter 13 Toregia: The weak me is already dead.

Those on the stage couldn't understand, but the students below saw it all clearly. The instructor was indeed ruthless, but every action had a deeper meaning.

The purpose of defeating Mebius and Ribut with the most powerful techniques in the shortest time was to warn these two top students against arrogance and impetuosity, and to make them understand that top students are just top students, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

Using a shoulder throw, a reverse shoulder throw, and a hard punch to catch Taro off guard and create an opening, was meant to warn this warrior, whose mentality still needs improvement, that he should be more careful in the future.

The purpose of specifically beating Nais was to train his pain tolerance and to use him to provoke Zais, forcing Zais to fight even when exposed to filth.

Once you get past this hurdle and it happens the first time, it becomes much easier to solve later. From this moment on, Zaias's shortcomings have entered the process of being successfully addressed.

Of course, as bystanders, there were basically no students who could see through these three profound meanings. Most of them actually had a vague understanding. They knew that the instructors had profound meanings, but they didn't know them in such detail.

Moreover, many of them relied on observing the instructors' expressions to guess what was going on—whenever the attack was vicious enough, Instructor Kasa would show some reluctance on his face.

Only Toregia is intelligent and quick-witted; he understands everything.

Even though he saw through all the intentions behind these activities, Torregia still almost rushed forward several times. He knew this was a good upbringing, but he still couldn't bear to see the sun that illuminated his life suffer.

But the more he tried to rush forward, the clearer it became to him that rushing forward would only make him a useless obstacle that Instructor Kasa could easily slap away.

He can't do anything.

On the stage, only one person remained standing, and the students watching applauded loudly in awe.

This applause is not for the instructors, but for the five who dared to challenge them, especially Zais, who was able to break through his own limits.

Although Zayath's flaws were bizarre and completely incomprehensible to everyone, they knew that for a warrior to be able to overcome his own weaknesses was an absolute feat worthy of respect.

"What are you clapping for? Don't you need to train on your own anymore?"

Despite the playful banter, Kasa waited for them to cheer for a while, comforting the five injured students before dispersing them.

The instructor's job is certainly not just to teach a few top students. He also has to personally test each student, regardless of their grades, and have a match with each of them. Of course, in order to give them some hope of winning, he set a rule early on that a maximum of ten people are allowed to team up and challenge him one-on-one.

Aside from large-scale battles like the invasion of Alien Empera and the Great War of the Baltan Alliance, the Land of Light can only send a maximum of ten people on field missions at a time; any more than that and they simply can't spare enough manpower.

He set this number to take the opportunity to train the students' joint combat capabilities. Even if he could fight more, it would not be of practical significance to the students.

"Torregia!"

Taro, who was the least injured, happened to see his good friend nearby when he got up. His eyes lit up and he grinned sheepishly, making no attempt to hide his friendship with his dear friend.

Torregia instinctively tried to respond with a gentle expression, but then, as if thinking of something, his expression darkened and became somewhat dazed, letting out a slight sigh of melancholy.

His awkward demeanor, and his slight averted gaze, deliberately avoiding looking at Taro, was a waste of effort. The straightforward Red Clan's little sun didn't grasp his melancholy at all, and still wanted to come over and be with him.

Seeing this situation, Kassadin decisively transformed into an iron wall and took Tregear away, not allowing Taro to follow. "Alright, alright, you guys go and heal your wounds first. I happen to have something to talk to Tregear about."

"Oh, is that so? Okay then, I'll find you to play again when you have time, Tregear!" Taro was lively and a bit childish.

Torregia's gaze softened further.

But the pressure still lingered. After leaving Taro with his instructor, he became somewhat gloomy again. Looking at the hardworking, energetic students across the training field, whose futures were still uncertain, he remained silent for a long time, then asked in a tone that even he didn't know if it was jealousy or despair:

"Instructor Kasa, do you really think I'm hopeless, that there's no way for me to become a member of the Space Garrison?"

"I heard that during the year I was gone, you tried the assessment again, but failed again, is that right?" Kasa didn't answer directly, but asked a question in return, and then saw his former student nod bitterly.

"Yes." Torregia exuded an aura of dejection as he murmured to himself.

"I simply don't have the qualifications, do I? I've just been indulging in wishful thinking. I failed the test three times, three times in a row, and I have no potential to improve anymore... From the very beginning, I could never stand with Taro, could I?"

Rather than asking the instructor for his opinion, he already knew the answer, because this was reality, the evidence that needed no explanation. He just refused to face it, and this useless stubbornness should end here.

"The feeling of giving up is really painful, instructor."

Seeing Tregear's exposed weakness, Kassadin remained silent for a long time before suddenly saying, "I have been encouraging you, Tregear."

"If it weren't for your encouragement, instructor, I wouldn't have persevered until now... Although I failed, I am very grateful."

“That’s not what I meant.” Kasa shook his head. “The encouragement I gave you back then was because you weren’t planning to give up, so I gave you a push. But actually, that wasn’t my intention.”

"Huh?" Torregia was stunned.

Kasa looked into the distance, filled with emotion, "There are so few research geniuses like you. If possible, I have always hoped that you could become his successor, just like Hikari."

"When I learned that you were not selected, I was indeed sad for you, but when I learned that you went to the Space Science and Technology Agency, I was actually very happy."

“You know, I always value strength the most. The contribution you can make to cosmic peace by staying in the Science and Technology Bureau is much greater than if you were a member of the Space Garrison… Your scientific creations have that kind of power.”