The Smuggled Passengers

The match is over.

Canghe Academy ultimately won by a margin of 5 points, advancing to the next round.

On the way back to the hotel, Luo Yan closed his eyes, reminiscing about the previous match.

With the help of Divine Treasure's Strong Memory, Luo Yan effortlessly reviewed the entire detailed process of the match.

Throughout this process, students from both Canghe Academy and Changan Academy revealed numerous weaknesses during the battle.

A fatal flaw.

Luo Yan was confident that if he encountered them on the Battlefield, even if they were Intermediate level students, he could kill them within three to five moves.

It can be placed on the arena because of the rules against killing or severely injuring someone.

This will make the battle much more complicated.

"So, it turns out, not killing is even harder."

He opened his eyes and murmured to himself.

Indeed, for him, it was a matter of being able to kill but not being able to kill in the ring, and he had to choose non-lethal parts of his body that wouldn't cause serious injury to his opponent.

This was truly unpleasant for Luo Yan, who was used to killing his opponents in the most direct and simplest way.

This means that he will need to change many of his habits once he steps into the ring.

But if those habits are changed, what will happen when we go to the Battlefield?

"This is such a hassle."

Luo Yan could understand that the conference had formulated such rules in the hope of protecting the students.

After all, every Mech Master is precious.

But he wondered if Mech Master raised under such protection could truly be effective on the Battlefield.

But there's nothing he can do to change anything; he's not the one who makes the rules, and he can't influence those who do for the time being.

If you can't change the rules, you can only adapt to them.

"A method that doesn't require changing habits but also won't kill anyone..."

Luo Yan rubbed his face, feeling it necessary to go back and study it carefully.

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That night.

Undercity, Pingyao.

Four years have passed since the Giant Beast Calamity, but the Underground City have been in operation for much longer.

After years of use, some places will gradually be forgotten, becoming memories and turning into old towns.

Every Undercity has Old City, and Pingyao is no exception.

At that moment, on an empty street in the Old City, car headlights appeared at the dimly lit intersection, and then a bus drove in. The bus stopped, and the doors opened.

Someone got out of the car and shouted, "Hurry up, everyone get out!"

"You're lucky. Living as a wanderer on the surface is no human existence; you'd become food for Giant Beast parasite in no time."

"Things will be different once you get to the Undercity. As long as you work hard every day, you'll have food, clothes, and a place to sleep."

"But you don't have legal status, and if you are discovered, you will be expelled from the Undercity."

"So you'd better behave, don't run around, and stay obediently in the factory."

"As long as you work for a full year, I guarantee I can get you all legal status."

A man got out of the car. "How long do we work each day? Do we have days off?"

"Days off?"

What are you thinking about?

"Should I get you insurance?"

"Big brother, it's the end of the world, and you're still living in the past."

"Forget about rest days. You can rest after working 14 hours a day."

"Or, if you complete the daily workload assigned by the factory, you can rest for as long as you want."

A woman immediately shouted, "Working 14 hours a day? Isn't this a black factory?"

"This is different from what we agreed on before."

Immediately, the people in the car began to protest.

"Shut up!"

The man whistled, and from nearby houses, alleyways, and behind Zhu Zi, several menacing figures emerged.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken about something?"

"You're illegal immigrants, you're little black people, do you understand?"

"If you want to live in the Undercity, you'd better obey me, or get out!"

Everyone on the bus fell silent.

Suddenly, someone, as if just waking up, exclaimed, "We're here?"

Then the vehicle swayed slightly, and a burly figure emerged from the door.

He stepped out of the car, exuding a tremendous sense of oppression; even the 'snakehead' kept backing away.

Looking at the red-haired, red-bearded man before him, 'Snakehead' cleared his throat and boldly said, "Hey, big guy."

"You'd better get some work done too, understand?"

The red-bearded man ignored him, turned around, and looked around. "So this is where humans live now. They've all hidden underground like rats, haha."

"The human race has declined." "They used to be the ones who commanded all other races, second only to us."

The smuggler pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the red-bearded man. "Shut up! I'm talking to you, so show me some respect!"

The red-bearded man looked over and slapped 'Snake Head' across the face. 'Snake Head's' head exploded like a smashed watermelon, spraying blood and brain matter all over the ground.

The old town streets fell silent for a moment, then screams erupted, quickly turning into agonizing screams, interspersed with a few wild, beast-like growls.

When someone came to investigate, they found that everyone on the street, whether they were accomplices of the black factory or illegal immigrants brought to the Undercity, was dead. Corpses were scattered all over the scene, all mutilated and broken, as if they had been attacked by Giant Beast parasite.

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Jinge City.

Today is finally the turn of the Hundred Battles Academy to compete.

Early in the morning.

Thirty-six students from two grades arrived at the ' Baima Sports Stadium ' and prepared in the lounge.

Yang Lixie stared wide-eyed at the weapon next to Luo Yan in astonishment.

Of all the 'eighteen weapons' he knew, not a single one matched the one that Luo Yan had.

This thing can barely be considered a stick, but it's thick at both ends and thin in the middle.

The thick part is almost like a wooden stake; it would probably be in serious trouble if it were hit.

The material is also very ordinary; it can't even be called an alloy. It's just made by melting down steel billets and casting them.

Moreover, it hasn't been polished yet, the surface is very rough, not to mention any decoration, the whole thing looks like a half-finished product.

"So, you're planning to use this thing today?"

Yang Lixie managed to push his chin up with great difficulty, otherwise he felt like it was going to dislocate.

Luo Yan nodded.

Where is your Longxiang?

"Even if it's not Star Splitter, that would be fine."

"If you bring that thing onto the stage, you'll be laughed to death." Yang Lixie's lips twitched.

Luo Yan shook his head. "I'm here to compete, not to kill."

"For a competition, it's enough."

Yang Lixie was stunned for a moment before sighing and saying, "It's a good thing I've known you for a year, otherwise I would have definitely thought you were bragging and looking down on your opponent."

At this time.

The staff came to announce, "Students, you can go on stage now."

Luo Yan stood up, easily picked up his 'wooden stake', hoisted it onto his shoulder, and walked out of the lounge.