The Arrogant Master and Disciple
With a very slight tremor, the bizarre warp light bands outside the window suddenly disappeared, and the Interstellar Assault Ship smoothly sailed out of the channel.
In the boundless, dark universe, a huge and wild planet occupied the entire porthole.
Greedy Wolf Star.
Its surface is a chaotic mix of dark red and iron gray. Under the thin atmosphere, storms and volcanic activity are visible to the naked eye, like a primordial beast sleeping in the universe, exuding an aura of chaos and bloodshed.
On the synchronous orbit of the Greedy Wolf Star, there is an artificial Star Ring made up of countless Alloy modules.
Inside the public harbor of the Star Ring, several Starships of different styles were already waiting.
The ships are either branded with giant wolves roaring at the sky on a snowy plain, or embroidered with fairies dancing gracefully in the Milky Way; they are the vehicles of the other six Training Camps in the Milky Way Galaxy.
The cold, vacuum of space seemed to be filled with a chilling atmosphere due to this silent confrontation.
"Laugh!"
Guided by the Star Ring beam, the Blue Star assault ship emitted a slight depressurization sound and precisely docked at the reserved berth.
The heavy Alloy hatch slowly opened, and five figures stepped out against the backlight.
Leading the way was a child who looked to be no more than ten years old.
He was wearing the standard combat uniform of the Blue Star Training Camp, his small face calm and his eyes clear.
The four people following closely behind were all individuals with formidable auras.
However, when dozens of gazes from geniuses across various Training Camps converged on the Star Ring, almost all of them fell upon the child leading the group.
Anyone who can participate in the Training Camp Exchange Tournament is no fool.
The Blue Star Training Camp can even obtain information about Training Camps on other planets, and other Training Camps can also obtain information about members of the Blue Star Training Camp.
Clearly, these people all knew of Chen Fan's existence.
So much so that...
Their gazes toward Chen Fan were filled with solemnity.
Ten years old!
At just ten years old, they were able to represent a Training Camp in a competition...
When they were ten years old, they were still practicing basic stance training in elementary school!
Chen Fan remained oblivious to everything around him.
His clear eyes calmly swept across the entire area, ignoring the various faces, and finally, precisely locked onto the front of the Sirius Training Camp team.
There, a handsome young man stood with his arms crossed, watching him with great interest.
The young man had a faint smile on his lips and sharp eyes like an eagle. He was none other than Xiao Nanfeng, the chief of the Sirius Training Camp listed in the documents.
As if sensing Chen Fan's gaze, Xiao Nanfeng's smile deepened.
As hundreds of gazes converged, Chen Fan's calm expression suddenly vanished, revealing an incredibly radiant smile.
His smile was innocent and pure, and given his age of ten, it was enough to make anyone lower their guard.
He slowly gave Xiao Nanfeng a thumbs up in the distance.
Xiao Nanfeng was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting the other party to respond in this way.
However, the next second, Chen Fan raised his thumb, drew a swift arc in the air, and suddenly pulled it down, making a clear throat-slitting gesture in front of his fair neck.
Xiao Nanfeng's smile froze instantly.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden and blatant provocation.
At that very moment, a thin, middle-aged instructor from the Sirius Training Camp, upon seeing Gu Ci slowly descending from the ship, paled and exclaimed in disbelief:
"Gu Ci!"
"Didn't you retire?! What are you doing here?!"
The voice was sharp, filled with shock, and a hint of fear that even he himself hadn't noticed...
Gu Ci finally stepped off the gangway. He didn't even glance at the middle-aged instructor out of the corner of his eye, completely ignoring him and focusing his gaze on Chen Fan.
Chen Fan.
"Remember what I said: the rules of the Exchange Tournament allow injuries and fatalities."
Gu Ci slowly raised his hand and casually pointed at Xiao Nanfeng, whose face had turned ashen.
"I met that."
His tone was flat, as if he were giving a trivial instruction.
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then their minds exploded.
Is that really how arrogant they are?
In front of all the teachers and students of the Milky Way's Seven Training Camps, he openly allowed his ten-year-old student to kill another top Training Camp Prodigies.
What utter arrogance!
Although there are casualty quotas in the Exchange Tournament, you can't intentionally kill anyone, otherwise the other Training Camps won't be so easy to deal with.
"Gu Ci! You fucking want to die!"
The head instructor of the Sirius Training Camp, who was also the thin middle-aged man from earlier, Yang Feng.
Enraged by Gu Ci's words, he trembled with rage, veins bulging on his face, and roared, "You think the brat you raised can even touch a hair on Nanfeng's head? Today I..."
But before he could finish speaking, Gu Ci's gaze fell on him, causing Yang Feng to swallow the rest of his words.
Beside him, Xiao Nanfeng's expression turned completely cold.
An undisguised, chilling killing intent locked onto Chen Fan.
Enveloped by this terrifying killing intent, Chen Fan simply shrugged innocently, spread his hands, and mouthed something to Xiao Nanfeng.
"What do you think I'm doing? He's the one who made me do it."
At this tense moment...
"Buzz!!"
A much larger, streamlined, silver-gray Starship silently entered the center of the Star Ring.
The hatch slid open silently.
A middle-aged man wearing a specially made dark blue Federation military uniform walked out slowly.
He carried a glittering star on his shoulder, his face refined and unassuming, yet with his appearance, the tense atmosphere of the entire Star Ring was instantly smoothed out as if by an invisible hand.
All the noise, all the murderous intent, all the gazes involuntarily converged on him.
The middle-aged man's gaze swept calmly over Gu Ci and Yang Feng, his eyes seemingly able to see through people's hearts, ultimately turning into a trace of helplessness.
He spoke, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears.
"Gentlemen, this Exchange Tournament is for cultivating pillars of the Human Race, not Colosseum to settle your personal grudges."
That's all.
Yang Feng, the head instructor of the Sirius Training Camp, turned a deep purplish-red with anger. His lips moved, but he ultimately dared not utter a single word.
On the other side, Gu Ci merely snorted coldly after hearing this person's words and turned his head away.
"Hmph, what are you yelling about? If you've got the guts, let me call in reinforcements!"
The middle-aged man's expression froze instantly. With his cultivation level, he could clearly hear Gu Ci's voice.
After taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man ignored the two and disappeared from the spot with a slight sway.
In the next instant, he appeared above the turbid and violent atmosphere of the Greedy Wolf Star, looking down like a god at the chaotic and vast blood-red land beneath his feet.