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The twelve students without a stone pillar were cautiously choosing their targets and those occupying a stone pillar also didn’t relax their guards. Every student was ready for battle like they were facing formidable enemies.

Only Lin Xun, Bai Lingxi, Zhao Yin, Zhangsun Hen and Li Duxing looked the calmest and most relaxed.

They were the most outstanding group of people in the camp and had established their reputation in the one year of training.

Only stupid people would choose to challenge any of them for a stone pillar.

Perhaps, this was the reason that Bai Lingxi felt a little bored. She sat down cross-legged on the stone pillar, closed her eyes, and started to meditate.

This wasn’t arrogance or disregard for the other students, but absolute confidence in her own strength!

Many students were full of admiration and envious of her.

However, the dull and boring atmosphere was quickly destroyed. Ning Meng seemed to have chosen a target. He pointed at the young man on a stone pillar afar and said loud and clear, “Zhangsun Hen, I haven’t found an opportunity to challenge you for a whole year. You can’t escape this time!”

His words caused an uproar.

Who would have thought that Ning Meng would immediately point his finger at Zhangsun Hen?

He was too brave!

Who was Zhangsun Hen? He was comparable to Bai Lingxi, Zhao Yin and Li Duxing. How could anyone be able to shake his position?

Most importantly, this was the last assessment and concerned who would enter the Dipper Transformation Lake!

Based on those circumstances, no one expected Ning Meng to challenge Zhangsun Hen.

In the distance, Shi Yu couldn’t help but scold Ning Meng out loud. “That idiot is so stupid. He could have waited to settle his grudge later on!”

Lin Xun scrunched his brows. He suddenly remembered that, when they first met, Shi Yu had joked that Ning Meng’s nemesis Zhangsun Hen had also come to Blood Kill Camp.

Lin Xun didn’t care much at the time. He just thought it was some sort of competition between teenagers. Who would have thought that Ning Meng would erupt in the last assessment?!

All this indicated that the conflict between Ning Meng and Zhangsun Hen wasn’t that simple.

The commotion around didn’t seem to affect Ning Meng. His mighty figure stood tall, his eyes flashed like lightning, and he looked incredibly heroic.

This made everyone realize that Ning Meng was not joking. He was serious!

Finally, Zhangsun Hen said, “I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I just didn’t expect you to be so impatient to want to decide the winner in this assessment.”

His voice had a unique harshness and sounded like a blade scraping across metal. It made people uncomfortable.

He looked handsome and elegant, but his eyebrows arched arrogantly. It made his bearing aggressive and domineering.

This was Zhangsun Hen. His grandfather was Zhangsun Xiongyuan, a top general in the empire. He was an expert that could shake the empire and had made outstanding contributions to the empire. He was known as the pillar of the empire.

As the grandson of Zhangsun Xiongyuan, it was easy to imagine what powerful identity and status Zhangsun Hen had.

Although identity and status meant nothing in Blood Kill Camp and everything depended on true strength, Zhangsun Hen wasn’t just an ordinary young master. On the contrary, he had extremely outstanding strength and was remarkable in every aspect.

“Impatient? Nonsense, I just don\'t intend to let you enter the Dipper Transformation Lake.”

As Ning Meng laughed, he slammed his foot on the ground and sped skywards. Wisps of terrifying and dazzling thunderbolts surged all over his body. He swung his halberd up and slashed it down at Zhangsun Hen.

He did it without the slightest hesitation!

Boom!

Shrouded in thunderbolts and crushing the air with its terrifying power, the halberd resembled a dragon in the air.

Everything proved that Ning Meng wasn’t joking.

Zhangsun Hen’s face darkened a little. With a shua, a long sword appeared in his grip and a chilling fierce aura suddenly poured out his body.

It was as though a bloodthirsty sword was breaking out of its sheath.

In the blink of an eye, the two were locked in a fierce battle. One was grand like a thunderbolt and exhibited an haughty and overbearing stance.

The other was filled with murderous intent. His sword glinted like lightning in his hand and its terrifyingly sharp tip shook the world.

The duel between the two young youngsters immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

Even Xu Sanqi and the other instructors in the distance cast their eyes towards them. Both Ning Meng and Zhangsun Hen were exceptional talents in the camp. No matter who lost, it would be a loss to Blood Kill Camp.

However, a battle clearly was inevitable.

Rumble—

The violent wind raged and the terrifying divine light danced wildly in the air, producing bursts of booming noise.

Many people were surprised when they saw that Ning Meng and Zhangsun Hen were evenly matched.

Some people fell into deep thought.

Zhangsun Hen was the grandson of General Zhangsun Xiongyuan of the empire and had a prestigious background.

However, Ning Meng wasn’t inferior in that aspect. His grandfather was Iron Blood King Ning Bugui who had guarded the western frontier of the empire for hundreds of years. He was known as Iron Blood War God.

Both had a military background, but they saw each other as enemies. Many people speculated that the battle had a deeper meaning and perhaps was related to the conflict between the two great military forces of the empire!

Boom!

Suddenly, Ning Meng was blasted away, staggering backwards in mid-air. Many people gasped. Is the winner of the battle going to be decided?

Lin Xun frowned, his heart tightening.

He had been paying close attention to the battle. Zhangsun Hen was undeniably strong and all his combat arts were extraordinary.

Ning Meng wasn’t inferior in comparison, but Lin Xun knew that Ning Meng would fall into a disadvantageous situation if he didn’t gain control of the battle.

Lin Xun didn’t expect that Ning Meng would be in an unfavorable situation. He couldn’t help but worry about him.

“You haven’t practiced your Thunderbolt of Eight Wasteland enough. It’s much inferior to my Golden Sun Assassination Spirit Art.” Zhangsun Hen sneered, his clothes flapping in the wind and his body shrouded in smugness.

Shua!

As he was speaking, his sword slashed out more than ten times in a row. Golden rays shot up one after another, splitting the air.

Ning Meng staggered and dodged. A sword narrowly missed his cheeks and only left a bloody scar as it brushed past.

“Haha, is that all you can do? To tell you the truth, I came to Blood Kill Camp not for the Dipper Transformation Lake, but to completely defeat you coward!”

Zhangsun Hen sneered again. “If your father hadn’t secretly sent you to Blood Kill Camp, I would have found a chance to defeat you!”

Everyone stared at them in shock. They never expected that there would be such a huge grudge between two youngsters from the military.

What was the truth behind everything?

Having been continuously humiliated, Ning Meng’s face was livid and his eyes were blazing with murderous rage. However, he had no strength to counter Zhangsun Hen’s attack.

"Get lost. A coward like you isn’t worthy of being the grandson of the Iron Blood King!”

As Zhangsun Hen roared, he drew closer and closer. The sword produced ear piercing booms in his hand as he brought it down at Ning Meng.

Full of mighty power, the sword seemed unstoppable. It could easily make one despair.

At that moment, Lin Xun\'s and Shi Yu’s faces blanched.

Xu Sanqi and other instructors narrowed their eyes. They were prepared to rush to the rescue. Even if Ning Meng was defeated, they wouldn’t let him die in Blood Kill Camp.

Bai Lingxi, who was meditating with her eyes closed, also seemed disturbed. Her bright eyes suddenly snapped open and she peered at the sword in Zhangsun Hen’s hand.

The sword move was called Golden Sun Incinerate the World! It was a technique unique to the Zhangsun clan!

However, at that critical juncture, the corners of Ning Meng\'s lips curved coldly.

Boom!

Thousands of thunderbolts burst out from his body, rapidly taking the shape of a round ring in the air!

The lightning ring was dazzling and striking as it released terrifying killing intent like it wanted to destroy the world. Even the world paled.

Heavenly Lightning Ring!

Xu Sanqi’s heart trembled and the expression on his rock-hard face finally altered subtly.

Other than Xu Sanqi, everyone else couldn’t react in time before an earth-shaking collision noise rang out like two volcanos clashing. A terrifying rumble echoed across the world and many students felt their blood and qi pulse around their bodies as terror filled their hearts.

Then, Zhangsun Hen screamed out tragically. He suddenly fell from the stone pillar to the ground. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, his dark skin was mangled, and blood was trickling out from his body, dyeing the ground red.

“Heavenly Lightning Ring...you...you actually succeeded in cultivating this secret art with the power of the True Martial Stage…” A bitterness came to Zhangsun Hen’s malicious face. With a thud, he lay on the ground again and he didn’t even have the strength to stand back up!

The audience was utterly astonished and silent.

Shock filled everyone’s heart. They couldn’t imagine how Ning Ming, who was close to losing, could suddenly turn the situation around and suppress Zhangsun Hen!

It was too unbelievable!

Lin Xun’s and Shi Yu’s expressions were surprisingly the same. They both wore a strange expression as they stared at Ning Meng on the stone pillar. They knew that he had been intentionally pretending to be weak to grasp the opportunity to defeat Zhangsun Hen in one move.

Who said that the seemingly reckless and straightforward guy is an idiot?

The way that Ning Meng handled the battle clearly showed he was a guy full of schemes!

“Heavenly Lightning Ring...It seems that he has been enduring silently to wait for that moment to come. There is finally a decent character among the descendants of the Iron Blood King Ning Bugui.”

A ruminative look appeared in Bai Lingxi’s eyes.

In the silent and astonished atmosphere, Ning Meng, who was standing on the stone pillar with a victorious posture, had undoubtedly become the focus of everyone.

Many people realized that the youngster who could defeat Zhangsun Hen wasn’t as ordinary as he seemed.

Then, an unexpected scene happened. Ning Ming seemed to have lost all his strength. He staggered and fell on his buttocks on the stone pillar. He looked embarrassed as he cursed in fury, “Damn it, the image I created is all ruined.”

Everyone was speechless.