Meanwhile, Wang Jie watched his older brother get killed just like that.
Enduring the excruciating pain, he slammed his head heavily against the ground.
When he saw that the killing god's gaze was no longer on him,
he pulled out a bottle of advanced healing potion from his personal panel, clenched it in his teeth, and painfully rolled over to his two severed arms.
He aligned the severed ends with the wounds at his shoulders, then bit open the bottle and poured the potion over them.
Yang Yu watched coldly the entire time without stopping him.
After all, he was a man of his word. He had said he would spare this kid once, so he would spare him once.
But once he turned around, it would be their next meeting.
He would never let someone with such deep hatred toward him go.
He walked over to the Tan Lang War Band members kneeling on the ground and began collecting his fees.
Under the effects of the advanced potion, Wang Jie's arms quickly reconnected. Though he still could not use any strength, at least they had been saved.
He struggled to his feet but did not dare take even a single step.
He could only stand off to the side, trembling as he watched the devil collecting money from everyone one by one.
He buried the venom in his eyes beneath his fear.
Just then,
Buzz, buzz!!
His Personal Terminal suddenly rang.
Someone was contacting him.
His first instinct was to decline it, but from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the caller ID: Principal Zhang of Linhai Fourth Middle School.
He did not dare refuse the call.
He could only glance at the killing god counting money not far away before answering the communication with trembling hands.
Principal Zhang's authoritative yet somewhat polite voice immediately came through.
"Student Wang Jie, I'm not disturbing you, am I?"
"Although I feel a little embarrassed, there is something I need to notify you about in advance."
"Following a comprehensive assessment by the city and the association, the Quota previously assigned to you in Linhai City's Pre-College Entrance Group Training Program... has been canceled."
Boom!
Wang Jie's mind went blank.
His Quota... had been canceled?
Wang Jie's hand holding the terminal trembled uncontrollably.
Although his brother had just told him to leave Linhai City,
he had never intended to leave.
Because he believed a colossal force like the Jiang Family would not actually make a move against him!
Besides, leaving Linhai meant all his previous efforts would have been in vain.
If he could not get into college, his future achievements might only be slightly better than his brother's...
But now...
How much money had he spent, and how many connections had he relied on, just to finally secure this training Quota?
This was the highest-standard pre-exam training program organized by the city!
Not only would high-level Professionals personally lead and instruct them, they could also enter a Special Secret Realm closed to the public to level up. It was said that the experience gain efficiency there was several times that of ordinary Dungeons, and they could even obtain special equipment and Skill Books unavailable in the Outside World!
It could be said that whether these top students could enter this training camp directly determined what level of college they would ultimately be admitted to!
And now, with just one casual sentence, it had been canceled?
Why?!
Had someone replaced him?
An immense sense of resentment and humiliation surged through him.
What a fucking world!
Was someone without power or influence simply meant to be slaughtered at others' whim?!
But he did not dare question it, much less lose his temper. He could only reply in a voice as faint as a mosquito's:
"...Understood, Principal."
Then he silently hung up. It was as though his spine had been pulled out, and he stood there dazed and dispirited.
On the other side, Yang Yu did not care about this at all.
He was busy collecting money.
The Tan Lang War Band underlings had all been scared out of their wits and obediently handed over their "life-buying money."
Yang Yu did not ask for much either: ten thousand per person, fair to young and old alike, with Non-Existence deceiving anyone.
Small sums added up. After collecting from several dozen people, it was another considerable income.
Just then,
Buzz, buzz!!
His Personal Terminal rang as well.
Yang Yu stopped what he was doing and looked at the terminal on his arm. The caller ID read: Principal Zhang of Linhai Third High School.
And it was a holographic call.
He raised an eyebrow and removed the Mask from his head.
Then he answered the call.
The instant it connected, Principal Zhang's Half-body Projection and voice came through, his voice brimming with undisguised enthusiasm.
"Student Yang Yu! I'm not disturbing you, am I?"
A smile curled Yang Yu's lips.
"No, Principal. What is it?"
"Ahem," Principal Zhang cleared his throat. "Here's the situation, Student Yang Yu! Following an emergency meeting and decision by the city and the association, you have officially been included in Linhai City's Pre-College Entrance Group Training Program for this year!"
"The Pre-College Entrance Group Training Program?"
Yang Yu froze.
He remembered that his sister, Yang Yan, seemed to have participated in this training three years ago.
But Yang Yan's profession had been S-Rank. She had been the undisputed Number One Genius of that class, with Non-Existence able to dispute it.
He was merely D-Rank, yet he had been accepted too?
It seemed that his previous record-breaking run in the Novice Dungeon, as well as the commotion he had caused in Wild Boar Forest, had already drawn serious attention from those above.
"That's right!" Principal Zhang's voice was full of pride. "There are only twenty Quotas in total for the top geniuses from every key high school in the city, including No.1 High School and Second High School, along with your classmate Jiang Shuyue—and you!"
"You will enter a Special Secret Realm that is not open to the public..."
The Principal carefully explained everything about entering the Secret Realm to Yang Yu.
Yang Yu nodded. "All right, Principal. I understand."
"Then make sure you prepare well!" Principal Zhang reminded him. "Be at the school gate before eight tomorrow morning. You'll depart together! Don't be late!"
"Got it!"
Yang Yu hung up.
The entire scene fell dead silent.
Although the voices over the call had not been loud, no one present even dared breathe. Almost everyone had heard the contents of both calls.
One Quota had been canceled.
One Quota had been granted.
And that terrifying existence who had just gone on a killing spree, like a killing god descended upon the world, was actually...
just a high school student like them?!
In an instant, every onlooker's face was filled with shock beyond anything Non-Existence could compare!
Leng Yuan was especially struck as if by lightning, her entire body frozen in place.
It really was him!
The student she had mocked and sarcastically tried to drive away earlier.
An indescribably scorching heat suddenly rushed to her cheeks.
Shame!
Shame without Non-Existence's end!
She was such an idiot! A complete idiot!
He was already this powerful, yet she had self-righteously told him to leave quickly so he would not lose his life.
Thinking about it now, it was the biggest joke in the world!
Yet there was still one enormous question in her heart that she could not comprehend, no matter what Non-Existence did.
Why?
Why could a student who had only awakened today train a basic skill to such a terrifying level?
Had she been wrong?
Perhaps this was not Blade Draw Slash at all, but some special skill awakened by this genius's S-Rank, or perhaps even SS-rank, profession?
For a moment, Leng Yuan felt as though her entire understanding of professions was beginning to waver, and she sank into deep doubts about life.
Lu Fei, standing nearby, had his mouth hanging wide open in shock!
He had not been prepared for this at all.
He had not even noticed before that the two of them used the same type of blade.
But there was still a huge mystery in his heart.
Why was a student who had just awakened so powerful?
Not only could he solo a Dungeon, he could even defeat Tan Lang, who was over level twenty, across such a vast level gap.
And it had been an instant kill.
What kind of profession had this person awakened?!
Could he be the Sword Saint of Legendary difficulty?
No!
Perhaps even the Sword Saint of Legendary difficulty would not be this absurd!
As for Wang Jie, standing not far away, after seeing Yang Yu's face, he heard every word from Yang Yu's call clearly.
So...
So that was it!
The one who had stolen his Wild Elite BOSS, taken his Wild Boar King Set, and killed his brother was also just a student!
And this student had even taken the special training Quota that should have belonged to him!
He stared fixedly at Yang Yu's figure, nearly driven mad with jealousy and hatred.
He could not understand how he had possibly offended this person.
Why was he targeting him so viciously?
Not only had he taken everything from him, he stood high above him like a god.
Why?
Why could this person awaken such a powerful profession?!
He had worked so hard through three years of high school that he had nearly coughed blood.
Yet he had only awakened a B-Rank profession.
Meanwhile, the person before him had surely awakened the Legendary difficulty S-Rank, or perhaps something even higher!
Only that could explain why he could single-handedly kill a War Band of over a hundred people despite the level gap!
Heavens, why were you so unfair?!
I refuse to accept this!
If that was the case...
If that was the case!
My life was already over!
Then even if I died, I would drag this genius who had destroyed everything I had down to hell with me!
A crazed thought took shape in his mind.
Behind his back, he silently took a scroll flickering with an ominous red glow from his Storage Space.
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