A Fight Breaks Out

Lin Qiye stopped the Gate of Babylon's bombardment, but the main reason wasn't that his mental power couldn't hold out. There was another reason.

He had laughed so hard that he had made himself hoarse. Now he couldn't laugh at all, so he could only ask Baili Pangpang for water.

Inside his mind, Zhou Meng watched Lin Qiye chug mineral water, grinning so broadly he could barely close his mouth.

He had told Lin Qiye earlier that the louder he laughed, the stronger the Gate of Babylon would be. In truth, Zhou Meng had made the whole thing up.

Laughing out loud was indeed a prerequisite, but as long as the Gate of Babylon could be used, that meant the laughter met the requirement. Once it did, no matter how loud it got, there would be no further improvement. The most important factors in increasing its power were mental power and realm.

To his surprise, Lin Qiye had actually believed his nonsense and laughed out loud for a full half minute.

Of course, that was one reason Zhou Meng was happy. The second was that his mental illness index was dropping rapidly as Lin Qiye laughed and used the entry's ability.

It was about to reach 98%!

In that instant, Zhou Meng sensed that his other abilities didn't seem to have changed, but the time he could possess Lin Qiye had increased from three minutes to five.

At that moment, the Masked Squad, which had been under relentless bombardment, finally got a chance to catch its breath.

"Captain, the laughter outside has stopped! The bombardment seems to have stopped too!" Moon Ghost finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had spent almost the entire time in his moonlight form. Otherwise, the rain of weapons would have turned him into a sieve long ago.

Everyone in the Masked Squad was in a sorry state. Wang Mian had suffered the lightest injuries, with only a few scrapes, and his clothes were still mostly intact.

The other members were a different story. Their clothes had been shredded, and anyone who didn't know better might have taken them for refugees who had escaped from somewhere.

The only equipment still in relatively good condition was the masks on their faces.

"Damn Lin Qiye! Our squad has never been in such a sorry state, not even when we faced enemies in the Sea Realm!" Rose ground out through her teeth.

"Don't let your emotions affect your performance! The remaining recruits will be attacking any moment now!" Wang Mian barked.

He too was full of anger, feeling thoroughly frustrated by what had just happened.

He had combined Yiyuan with his Forbidden Ruins ability to smash through the recruits' defensive circle with ease, fulfilling his duty as captain to lead his team out of an encirclement at a critical moment—and to show off.

But before he could finish showing off, a rain of golden weapons as powerful as grenades had pinned him down, unable to even lift his head.

A raging fire burned in his heart too, waiting to be unleashed.

And the recruits charging at them now were perfect for venting that anger!

The recruits charging forward had been worried about being struck by the rain of weapons from the sky, and its sudden disappearance had indeed granted their wish.

They had thought they were going in to reap the rewards on the battlefield. Instead, behind the settling dust were five members of the Masked Squad in tattered clothes, their eyes hidden behind their masks yet visibly red with fury.

Holy shit? They're all fine? Is the Masked Squad made of steel and iron?

Forget it! This is our one shot at success or failure! Let's do it, brothers!

The area between the dormitory buildings turned into a battlefield once more.

But after Lin Qiye's attack, the members of the Masked Squad immediately broke up and scattered, dividing the battlefield to avoid being caught together by another of his inexplicable attacks.

Although they hadn't been able to see who their attacker was through the smoke, they could still recognize whose laughter it was.

It was that guy Lin Qiye!

Summoning mushroom men was one thing, but now he's come up with this wide-area carpet bombing ability too. Just how much more is he hiding from us?

Once the exercise is over, we'll have to ask Chief Yuan exactly what's going on with this Lin Qiye!

While Lin Qiye drank his water, the battlefield around him had developed into several separate fights.

Aside from Wang Mian, the other members of the Masked Squad all made the same choice the moment they finished dealing with the ordinary recruits.

They would first take out the biggest unknown on the field, Lin Qiye!

Although Lin Qiye was only a new recruit who had just entered camp, and although he was only in the Cup Realm and the ability he had just displayed was only at the Cup Realm level, the Masked Squad's fear of him had risen to an unprecedented level.

They were genuinely worried that Lin Qiye might summon a meteor to smash into them the very next second!

The few remaining recruits saw this too. Their plan of action therefore changed from removing the Masked Squad's masks to protecting their own Lin Qiye.

But before they had fought for long, the original tactics had turned into a series of one-on-one duels.

Shen Qingzhu was using his Forbidden Ruins, Qi Min, to trade blows with Whirlpool.

Cao Yuan, who had been slacking off all along, suddenly perked up after learning Lin Qiye's name. He picked a steel blade at random from the ground, fell into the frenzied state caused by his Forbidden Ruins, Black King Annihilation, and chased Tianping, hacking at him furiously.

Moon Ghost, unable to break through the golden protective shield of Baili Pangpang's Yaoguang, was fleeing all over the place from the fierce sword formation of One Into Three Thousand.

As for Rose and Mo Li, no one knew where they had gone. Neither beauty could be seen anywhere in sight; only the clanging of metal could be heard nearby.

The only two people on the field who weren't moving were Wang Mian, watching coldly from the side, and Lin Qiye, who had just finished drinking and recovered some energy.

The two stood facing each other.

"For a recruit in the Cup Realm, you're strong. Even stronger than I was when I first entered camp years ago," Wang Mian said calmly. "What was that thing you just used?"

"Don't worry about what it was. When I use it again in a moment, you can experience it firsthand!" A faint smile hung on Lin Qiye's lips.

He was bluffing somewhat, though. He couldn't use the Gate of Babylon at the same intensity as before. At most, he could release one or two weapons during the fight to interfere with his opponent.

First, he had used up a good deal of his mental power. Second, he couldn't burst out laughing whenever and wherever he wanted during a fight; at most, he could manage a laugh or two.

Lin Qiye knew that the initial exercise had actually lost its original purpose by this point. The best strategy now would be to help his teammates gang up on one of the Masked Squad members, such as the injured Whirlpool or Rose.

But at this moment, Lin Qiye chose to take Wang Mian on one-on-one in a head-on fight. One reason was to test his own strength; the other was to learn more about what it meant to be a God's Agent.

Besides, it was already dark!

The night was his home ground!