YM778.TV Chapter 126: Group Tactics
Fang Song displayed a begging expression, “I’ve been gravely injured and am nearly at my limit. Please bring me out of the swamp. This place is too dangerous and there might be poisonous insects and savage beasts lurking in the fog. I don’t wish to be eliminated in such a manner.”
He had sustained serious injuries and was nearly out of stamina. If no one saved him, he would most definitely be eliminated.
Lin Xun agreed and nodded, “Fine, I can carry you for a short while.”
“Thank you! Thank you!” Fang Song was overjoyed.
Lin Xun smiled faintly and squatted, “Come on.”
His back was now facing Fang Song, making it impossible for Lin Xun to see the pleased look that had flowed out in Fang Song’s eyes.
Humph, Lin Xun. No matter how crafty you are, you still fell into my trap!
Fang Song inwardly sneered as he slowly hobbled forward as if greatly weakened. A blade fragment was tightly gripped between his fingers, ready to be unleashed at the right moment.
However, when only a single step separated him from his target, the squatting Lin Xun suddenly sprung backward and slammed into Fang Song like a curved bow.
Thud!
Fang Song could not react in time and was knocked away. All he managed was a miserable cry as he fell into the smelly swamp.
The blow was far too swift and fierce. It left Fang Song in a disconcerted state and feeling as if his bones were on the verge of falling apart. Blood and spittle spattered from his mouth as he roared, “Lin Xun, are you trying to kill a fellow campground student? If Instructor Xiaoke finds out about this, you will definitely be kicked out of Kill Blood Camp!”
Lin Xun turned around and leisurely walked towards Fang Song. Lin Xun gripped Fang Song’s wrist and extracted a gleaming blade fragment from between his fingers.
Fang Song’s expression changed drastically as he stiffly said, “That’s for self-defense, you…why are you taking away my weapon?”
Lin Xun displayed a faint smile, “Still not going to admit it? I was kind enough to save you but you tried to use this toy to hurt me. Do you really take me for a fool?”
Although he was smiling, his voice was ice-cold.
“What are you saying?” Fang Song was clearly unhappy with this accusation, “Lin Xun, there’s no need to slander me if you don’t want to help.”
“Heh, did you really think I didn’t know?” Lin Xun’s voice was filled with disdain, “There are no rules against attacking other students from your campground. You must have realized this and was intending to use this opportunity to take away my tokens. Do you think your little scheme could escape my notice?”
Fang Song’s expression changed again. He did not expect Lin Xun to have seen through everything.
“You…what do you want?”
Lin Xun smiled, “Of course, I won’t do anything that would make Instructor Xiaoke unhappy. However…you’re already gravely injured and are no longer able to fight. Since you can’t protect your token, instead of giving the enemy a freebie, why not allow me to safekeep it for you? After all, we’re from the same campground and Instructor Xiaoke will definitely praise my consideration for the big picture.”
Fang Song’s heart turned cold. This bastard isn’t going to let me off!However, before he could respond, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and he was knocked unconscious.
“Sorry, but you’ll have to sleep for a while.” Lin Xun sighed as his hands began to rummage through Fang Song’s body and soon found his token.
Woo!
A piercing whistle soared into the clouds.
It was the 39th Campground’s signal for a request to leave the battlefield.
Of course, the whistle belonged to Fang Song but had been blown by Lin Xun.
Lin Xun left the area before the whistle faded.
A ship soon descended from the sky and a fat middle-aged man hopped off. A strange expression appeared on his face as he looked at the unconscious spear wielder and then turned towards Fang Song.
The fat middle-aged man instantly took in everything and roughly surmised what had happened.
“Heh, what an unlucky little fellow. I wonder who’s the wicked person who did this to you. However, at least he’s kind enough to send out a help signal for you. Otherwise, who knows what will happen when that spear-wielding kid wakes up.”
The fat middle-aged man chuckled as he picked up Fang Song and returned to the ship.
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Meanwhile, in another part of Poisonous Scorpion Ridge.
In a dark and humid forest. A thundering roar vibrated through the air as towering tree after tree crashed to the ground.
A single handsome young man was responsible for all this destruction: Ning Meng.
Lightning crackled around him as he charged forward. His eyes were akin to two mini suns while a murderous aura rose from his body. His presence felt oppressive to the extreme as if a thunder god inhabited his body.
He had just finished a fight where he had broken so many of his opponent’s bones that the other party had nearly died.
He had won his third token from this battle.
“Blast it, the 40th Campground is full of garbage. Can’t even find a decent opponent.”
Ning Meng complained as he sprinted away.
His figure suddenly came to a stop moments later, his eyes flashing as he peered into the distance. He saw two boys and a girl swiftly approaching in a triangular formation.
The one leading the trio was a valiant-looking young lady sporting a ponytail. Ning Meng recognized her. She was called Lei Xinyue and practiced the Dipper Thunder Sword Scripture which was a lightning-type battle art like his Eight Wastelands Thunderbolt Art.
Although the two boys in her group were unfamiliar, they were definitely also students of the 40th Campground.
Under these circumstances, anyone else would likely try to avoid the approaching trio.
However, Ning Meng did the opposite. His face lit up in excitement as a frightening battle lust burned around his body, “I hope this battle will not disappoint me again…”
At the same time, Lei Xinyue also looked over and identified Ning Meng, causing fiery battle intent to surge out in her eyes.
The atmosphere instantly turned hostile, ready to explode at any moment!
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In another area.
Shi Yu’s figure gracefully flew through the air at full speed. He gave off a confident aura and his speed was unbelievably fast like a streak of light.
This was the Flowing Cloud Star Chaser Step, an extremely marvelous movement art.
However, despite using this technique, Shi Yu did not look relaxed at all. Instead, his brows were tightly furrowed due to a figure that was tightly pursuing him a hundred feet behind.
“Darn it, could he have set his sights on me from the beginning?” Shi Yu felt rather depressed.
His pursuer was Gong Ming, an opponent Shi Yu was very reluctant to face.
He had been ready to give a spectacular performance and had never imagined that he would encounter Gong Ming the moment the exam began.
Gong Ming might seem ordinary at first glance, but he was a very annoying and difficult opponent to deal with. The Nine Nethers Guard Club he practiced boasted disgusting defensive power. Although Shi Yu was unafraid, he knew that fighting Gong Ming would waste a lot of time and energy and he did not wish to waste it on such a person.
However, Shi Yu never expected Gong Ming would be so dogged. He was like a shadow that was impossible to lose.
Shi Yu could not help but shout, “Gong Ming, do you really intend to keep wasting your time? Don’t forget that neither of us benefits if we fail to snatch enough tokens!”
“Defeating you is enough for me.”
Gong Ming’s reply was simple and filled with unwavering determination. This gave Shi Yu a headache and greatly vexed him. This little tortoise is so annoying!
“Brother Gong Ming, I’ve come to aid you!” A shout sounded from the distance as a figure dashed towards them and blocked Shi Yu’s path.
“I really have no luck. Looks like I can’t avoid this…”
Shi Yu inwardly sighed as he slowed down. Iciness flashed in his eyes as a bronze short sword appeared in his hand.
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Similar situations were occurring in nearly every corner of the hundred-mile-wide Poisonous Scorpion Ridge. It was a cruel and intense struggle.
There were direct clashes, unimaginable ambushes, crafty traps and all kinds of schemes.
The participating students were elites who had survived one month of cruel training. None of them were ordinary individuals.
Although they were young teenagers, their tactics and intelligence were superior to many veteran adult cultivators.
A camp had been set up near Poisonous Scorpion Ridge.
It was divided into two sections: one occupied by the 39th Campground, while the other by the 40th Campground.
Xiaoke was seated in a tent with a compass-like object in her hand. The compass was covered in runes and was currently projecting a screen in the air.
It was a unique aeth tool known as the Figure Projector Compass. It was a set piece that was paired with numerous projection disks that had been buried all over Poisonous Scorpion Ridge.
The scenery captured by the projection disks was relayed back to the compass in Xiaoke’s hand, allowing her to clearly view anything that happened in Poisonous Scorpion Ridge.
More than an hour had elapsed since the start of the month-end exam and there were only four more hours until it was over.
At this point in time, five members of the 39th Campground had already been eliminated while nine had been eliminated from the 40th Campground.
Although this result appeared to favor the 39th Campground, it did not bring any joy to Xiaoke. There were still some ways to go for it to meet her expectations.
The thing that worried her most, however, was that the situation was gradually becoming unfavorable for the 39th Campground!
“Savage Wolf plans to maximize the effectiveness of his numbers advantage? It seems that to preserve the 40th Campground, he has already forgotten the true goal of the training!” Xiaoke mumbled as iciness surged in her eyes.
The temporary headquarters of the 40th Campground.
Savage Wolf stroked his chin as he stared at the Figure Projection Compass in his hand. A cruel smile rose from the corners of his lips, “Little Sister Xiaoke, you should understand that a wolf pack would never act alone…”