Chapter 249
Dragging this half-dead body, he still has to continue being an examiner?!
Dead!
A more profound and chilling stillness than when the sandstorm raged before!
Time seemed to be frozen completely.
Dai Mubai slumped down in the fresh soil at the edge of the field, a dark, damp stain slowly spreading from his crotch, emitting an unpleasant odor. He was oblivious to it, staring blankly at the restored land, his eyes empty as if he had lost his soul.
Tang San clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood seeped out from between his fingers, staining the soil red, but he didn't even notice.
He activated his Purple Demon Eye to its limit, staring intently at the new soil beneath Lin Xia's feet, trying to capture a trace of residual energy fluctuations and to understand the source of this immense power that instantly smoothed the earth!
Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Record?
Tang Clan's ultimate technique?
Compared to this earth-shaking transformation, it all seems so pale and laughable!
A chilling sense of defeat and an unprecedented feeling of insignificance gripped his heart like a poisonous vine, tightening ever more.
Xiao Wu covered her mouth, her pink pupils trembling violently, her body shaking uncontrollably like a leaf in the autumn wind.
The fear brought on by the life-rank suppression stemming from the instinct of soul beasts had not yet completely subsided when the "miracle" before her, which soothed her wounds and restored nature with a wave of its hand, dealt another heavy blow to her soul.
She instinctively gripped Tang San's arm even tighter, as if it were her only support.
Ning Rongrong's heart was pounding wildly in her chest, almost as if it would burst out of her chest and shatter her ribs.
Her delicate face flushed red with extreme shock and a kind of indescribable excitement.
Her large, usually proud eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, as if she had discovered a rare treasure!
A twelve-year-old Soul King!
Take control of a colossal, world-destroying beast!
With a wave of the hand, it heals the earth's wounds!
Lin Xia, the city lord of Gengjin City!
This name, along with the calm and handsome face before her, was like the hottest branding iron, deeply imprinted on the depths of her soul!
The pride of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
Faced with absolute power and mystery, it is as fragile as a soap bubble in the sunlight!
Zhu Zhuqing stood quietly half a step behind Lin Xia, her cool cat-like eyes sweeping over the stunned expressions of everyone present, finally settling on Flander's figure, who remained bowing at a ninety-degree angle, like a petrified statue.
She subtly raised her chin, a hint of pride flashing in her eyes.
Brother Lin Xia... was meant to be this dazzling!
Flander maintained that bowing posture, which was almost like breaking his back.
Sweat trickled down his drooping forehead and dripped into the freshly turned soil.
His mind went blank, repeatedly replaying the bizarre image of the scorched earth and crater transforming into smooth, dark brown land.
Li Yusong slumped down not far away, as if all his bones had been removed. Tears streamed down his old face, his lips trembled, and he repeatedly murmured incoherently.
"A miracle...it really is a miracle..."
Until Lin Xia's calm, undisturbed voice, like a clear spring flowing through this desolate, scorched earth, rang out clearly.
"I guess I passed the test, Teacher Zhao Wuji?"
The voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the frozen air of the entire venue, precisely hitting Zhao Wuji's ears as he crawled back from the edge of a sandstorm hell.
Zhao Wuji's entire burly body stiffened. An absurd yet extremely frustrating and fearful emotion instantly overwhelmed his remaining self-esteem.
His bruised and swollen face twitched, and his swollen eyelids lifted with difficulty. What came into view was still the flat ground that had been restored to its original state and was exuding the fresh scent of earth, and in the center of the ground was a tall figure in a blue robe, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.
What can I say?
A thought filled with utter despair and rage churned in Zhao Wuji's mind, which was throbbing with pain. "You call this an assessment? You practically uprooted Shrek Academy and replanted it all over again! I was almost buried alive, roasted, and then mashed into mincemeat! If this isn't passing, what is? Do you expect me to raze the entire city of Soto to the ground to pass?"
The immense psychological gap and the deep-seated fear turned this usually fierce and domineering "Immovable King" into a dumbfounded bear, stunned by a giant hammer.
However, circumstances are beyond our control!
Zhao Wuji could clearly feel the churning pain in his body, every bone groaning, every muscle burning as if it had been ground by countless grinding wheels.
Even more terrifying was that although the overwhelming pressure, as heavy as a mountain, had dissipated, the fear etched deep into his soul lingered. He had no doubt that if he dared to utter a single "no," the mountain-like figure or another terrifying beast would descend once more and erase him from this world completely.
"Plop..."
Zhao Wuji swallowed hard, the bloody taste of his saliva aggravating the wound on his face, causing him to wince in pain.
Zhao Wuji tried his best to force a smile, attempting to express goodwill and approval.
However, his face, bruised and swollen like over-fermented bread, forced a smile that was ten times uglier than crying. It was twisted like a crumpled rag, full of embarrassment and surrender.
"Of course! Of course!"
Zhao Wuji's voice was hoarse and dry, like the scraping of a broken gong, with obvious trembling and a hint of ingratiation.
He even subconsciously tried to bend down a little, but the excruciating pain in his body prevented him from completing the movement, making him look even more ridiculous and pathetic.
"Lord Lin... if you... if you can't pass this test, then... then we at Shrek Academy won't be able to find anyone who can! Cough cough..."
Before he could finish speaking, he coughed violently again, and dark red blood foam once more spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Lin Xia seemed to have anticipated this, merely nodding slightly with an expressionless expression, as if Zhao Wuji's approval was a matter of course. He turned his gaze to the black-clad girl who was always by his side, and his voice returned to its unique gentleness.
"Zhuqing, let's move a little."
Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes swept over Zhao Wuji's miserable state, then landed on Tang San and the others. A trace of indifference flashed deep in her eyes, and then she nodded obediently, her voice as clear as an icy spring.
"it is good."
The two walked leisurely, as if strolling in a garden, and in a few steps they retreated to a relatively clean open space at the edge of the venue.
Lin Xia leaned casually against a large tree that hadn't been affected by the commotion, her posture languid.
Bangiras leaned back on his shoulder, his dark golden eyes curiously surveying the remaining people in the arena, letting out a satisfied "Bang~" sound.
Zhu Zhuqing stood quietly to the side, her cool gaze refocusing on the scene, as if waiting for the start of a drama whose ending she already knew.
Lin Xia's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"We've passed the test, now it's Tang San's turn."
This sentence was like an invisible switch, instantly pushing the already frozen atmosphere to another freezing point.
Zhao Wuji: "!!!"
His swollen eyes widened suddenly as he stared at Lin Xia in disbelief.
A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head!
So... I, dragging this half-dead, crippled body, still have to continue being an examiner?! (End of Chapter)