Melee

"You do not belong to this era."

The Old Man's words fell like a heavy hammer, smashing brutally into everyone's hearts.

On the deathly silent beach, the sea breeze whipped up spray that struck everyone's faces.

Yet the chill on their skin could not extinguish the shock raging in most of their hearts.

His effortless power to erase a person, along with the undisguised hostility in his words, utterly crushed every last shred of luck they had harbored.

The bloodstains on the beach were still warm. That was the most direct warning.

This was not a training ground, but a true battlefield of life and death!

Boom!

The instant the Old Man finished speaking, a Dark Purple Fire Pillar suddenly shot out from the crowd. Carrying a terrifying heat wave that warped even the air, it charged straight at his face.

A gigantic Demonic Blade, enlarged after gathering vast amounts of star energy, came crashing down upon the Old Man's head, trailing a long tail of flame.

The Bloodflame coiling around the Demonic Blade burned so fiercely that even the surrounding grains of sand were scorched black. The air was instantly filled with a strange "sweet" smell—a mixture of rust and bloody smell.

As the Demonic Blade was violently drawn, its blade tore through the air with a piercing shriek, making several nearby students instinctively dodge away, afraid of being caught in its reach.

The one who had swung that blade was Chen Xing, who had not appeared in the official version for a long time, and no one knew what she had been doing.

She wore a black-and-red combat outfit. Her brown hair glowed red under the reflection of the Bloodflame, and the fingers gripping the hilt had turned white from exertion. There was not the slightest hesitation in