Fierce Battle

Boom!

A terrifyingly loud explosion instantly plunged the students inside Thunderclap Martial Hall into panic.

"What's going on?"

"Where did that blast come from?"

"Could someone be attacking us?"

Amid the chaos, Lin Zhen's expression shifted. He immediately leaped forward and dashed straight out the door.

At the same time, Lin Zhen called back without turning his head: "Classmates, stay calm! Everyone, don't panic. I'll go out and take a look first."

Seeing this, the crowd forced themselves to quiet down, though the panic in their eyes showed they weren't as composed as they appeared.

Before long, another furious shout rang out from outside.

"Enemy attack!"

"The Heavenly Principle Cult is here! All teachers, exit the hall and engage the enemy!"

"Students, don't panic. Stay quietly inside the martial hall. As long as the teachers are here, we won't let those Heavenly Principle Cult beasts harm you!"

At this shout, the entire Thunderclap Martial Hall erupted into commotion.

The Heavenly Principle Cult had actually come to attack the Elite Class!

In an instant, all the Elite Class teachers rushed out, while the students huddled nervously in a corner.

Inside the Seclusion Chamber, Lu Chuan heard the shout. Forgetting to stabilize his cultivation realm, he restrained his aura and burst out.

Sweeping his gaze over his classmates, Lu Chuan felt his blood surge. He thought about charging out the door to join the fight against the Heavenly Principle Cult.

But in the end, reason held him back.

He knew his mission was to protect these students—to preserve the hope of Lin City.

Outside Thunderclap Martial Hall.

The Elite Class teachers and the martial artists pre-deployed by the three high schools—several hundred in total—all charged at the Heavenly Principle Cult at once.

King against king, general against general.

In that moment, everyone found their own opponent.

"Damned beasts!"

After smashing a Heavenly Principle Cult follower dead with a single palm strike, Lin Zhen burned with fury. His fists clenched tightly, he wished he could crush every last member of the cult.

"The Lin Family Fierce Tiger—impressive indeed!"

"But I wonder, when this fierce tiger meets this lone wolf, who will come out on top?"

Just then, a sinister voice rang out.

A moment later, a masked figure, who seemed to be the leader of the Heavenly Principle Cult, suddenly appeared before Lin Zhen.

Seeing this man, Lin Zhen's pupils contracted. As if realizing something, he exclaimed in shock: "You're Lone Wolf Liu Jian—a Sixth-Rank Expert!"

Hearing this, Liu Jian snorted coldly and said flatly: "Hmph! Since you've heard of me, you'd better surrender quickly."

"Maybe I'll spare your life."

"Surrender? Dream on!"

Suppressing the fear in his heart, Lin Zhen roared and charged at Liu Jian.

Seeing this, Liu Jian's eyes filled with disdain. "A mere Fifth-Rank Martial Artist dares to attack me?"

"Fine. Today, I'll teach you the power of a Sixth-Rank Expert!"

A cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth. Lin Zhen stomped the ground with his right foot, then leaped forward in a violent burst.

Turning one hand into a finger, his fingertip like a sword, he stabbed straight at Lin Zhen's eyes.

Lin Zhen had no choice but to cross his arms in front of his face and block with all his strength.

Boom!

A loud crash rang out. Liu Jian's seemingly fragile finger had turned as hard as iron, blasting Lin Zhen back over ten meters.

His arms hanging limp, Lin Zhen was horrified to find that his limbs were faintly refusing to obey him.

So this was a Sixth-Rank Expert?

Truly formidable!

But this Lin Family Fierce Tiger isn't one to be trifled with either!

"Kill!"

With another furious roar, Lin Zhen charged at Liu Jian once more.

"Interesting. Fine, I'll play with you today."

Perhaps Lin Zhen's performance had piqued Liu Jian's interest. Liu Jian's attacks no longer pressed relentlessly; instead, like a cat toying with a mouse, he began toying with Lin Zhen.

At the same time, Liu Jian's left and right hands quietly revealed themselves.

After glancing at Liu Jian and Lin Zhen, the two maintained their speed and charged straight for Thunderclap Martial Hall.

Just then, the long-hidden principals of Third Middle School and Second Middle School appeared simultaneously. Without exchanging a word, they shot each other a knowing look and each selected their own opponent.

For a moment, the battlefield ground to a stalemate.

No one could advance a single step.

Inside Thunderclap Martial Hall.

Listening to the sounds of battle outside, Lu Chuan couldn't help but feel some anxiety.

How were things going? Victory or defeat?

Even knowing Azure Dragon Academy would send reinforcements, Lu Chuan was still worried at this moment.

"Lu Chuan..."

The students huddled in the corner had all taken Lu Chuan as their pillar of strength. Their eyes were filled with thick fear.

"What should we do?"

"Stay put and keep quiet."

Lu Chuan's eyes were fixed on the outside, not turning his head. "With our strength, going out would only cause trouble."

"It's better to stay here and wait for the teachers' rescue."

"Remember, don't let the teachers' sacrifices be in vain!"

Hearing this, everyone shrank back, trying not to draw the Heavenly Principle Cult's attention.

Boom!

Just then, an explosion suddenly came from outside the door.

The next moment, the door forged from refined iron was easily shattered like paper.

"Heh heh heh..."

"Who would've thought Lin City's future would be so pathetic."

"Look at them—not a shred of a martial artist's bearing."

As the iron door was blown apart, several Third Rank Martial Artists of the Heavenly Principle Cult strode in with leering grins.

Instantly, the students trembled even more.

"Looking for death!"

Suddenly!

Everyone saw a figure flash out, a fist smashing into the chest of a Heavenly Principle Cult Third Rank Martial Artist.

In that instant, that Third Rank Martial Artist flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall and knocking it flat.

As for that Third Rank Martial Artist, there was no longer any breath left in him.

"Lu Chuan..."

The students were stunned.

Lu Chuan was actually a Third Rank Martial Artist!

They never imagined that Lu Chuan, with his outstanding alchemy talent, also possessed such terrifying skill in martial arts.

No wonder Lu Chuan was Lin City's number one prodigy!

"I killed someone?"

Staring at the corpse of the Third Rank Martial Artist, Lu Chuan's heart trembled.

This was his first time killing someone.

Even though he had killed a beast of the Heavenly Principle Cult, it would be a lie to say it didn't affect him.

"Looking for death!"

"Brothers, let's go together!"

Just then, the other Heavenly Principle Cult martial artists, who had been stunned by Lu Chuan's lightning-fast move, snapped back to their senses and grabbed their weapons, charging at Lu Chuan.

"Scum of the Heavenly Principle Cult, not even worth regretting your deaths!"

Whether he was comforting himself or issuing a threat, or perhaps both.

In any case, Lu Chuan's eyes changed. All his earlier hesitation vanished as he leaped forward in a violent burst. With every punch, he claimed the life of another Heavenly Principle Cult Third Rank Martial Artist.

"So strong..."

Watching Lu Chuan display his overwhelming power, all the students stood frozen in place.

At the Third Rank, Lu Chuan was killing those of the same rank like slaughtering chickens.

So this was the number one prodigy?

Truly formidable!

Compared to Lu Chuan, they were utterly worthless.

Only Lin Xuan had a look of fervent excitement. "I told you all long ago—compared to Lu Chuan, we're all trash!"

"No, you're trash. I'm the biggest trash of all!"