Introverted, Afraid of School Violence

"TOTAL MADNESS, HAHAHA—!!"

"Holy shit, Brother Jin Shan, don't steal the kills!"

"Let me solo the experience!!!"

Wild laughter mixed with the dull roars of Wild Bulls echoed through the dungeon.

Xu Feng's expression now was a world apart from the shy, gentle look he'd worn that afternoon. His face was slightly twisted with excitement, a grin curling at the edges of his lips with a nearly bloodthirsty curve.

He hoisted the two-meter-tall heavy steel shield with one hand—a shield that normally required both hands to steady.

The massive slab, proportional to his build, felt weightless in his grip.

Then, with the force of a thunderbolt, he slammed it viciously into a D-class Wild Bull charging head-down at him!

"Moo—!"

A heavy thud and the crack of bone sounded almost simultaneously.

The Wild Bull let out a miserable bellow, its skull caved in from the terrifying impact, stars swimming in its eyes as its massive body staggered sideways.

This was far from over!

A large hand, veins bulging and flushed dark red from surging blood, shot out like an iron clamp.

It seized the Wild Bull's thick neck with precision and ruthlessness!

"Rip—!"

In a sickening tearing sound, a pale section of windpipe, drenched in scalding blood, was yanked clean out!

That D-class monster Wild Bull, over three meters long and weighing a ton, had been finished by Xu Feng in less than a minute with such brutal, savage ferocity!

Blood splattered, and Xu Feng still grinned fiercely.

The murderous aura radiating from his blood and raw strength surged again, even faintly overpowering the rampaging energy of the bull herd gathering ahead.

"Look at me, you scum!"

The words barely left his mouth before the muscles in his legs swelled like iron, dark red blood-light patterns flickering beneath his skin.

The turf beneath him exploded, sending clods flying, as his terrifying power propelled him forward like a crimson blur, charging straight into the formation of more Wild Bulls!

"KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL—!"

Roars of frenzy mixed with the bulls' angry bellows, heavy impacts, and the crunch of bones.

"Xiao Feng! Leave some for me! I'm not done yet!"

Not far away, Jin Shan bellowed as well.

With a sweep of his door-plank-sized greatsword, he cleaved the last Wild Bull in front of him, then took long strides, following Xu Feng into the chaotic herd.

The greatsword whistled through the air as it swung!

"Sister Na... you call this 'shy and introverted'?"

Behind them, Mai Xiao Wen waved her gleaming white staff, sending clusters of soft but vibrant light flying toward Xu Feng and Jin Shan.

The light precisely adhered to the occasional scratches or impact bruises on them, quickly stopping the bleeding and speeding up healing.

As she maintained her treatment, her eye twitched slightly. She stared at the figure ahead—a blood-soaked war god madly slaughtering through the herd—then turned to Luna beside her, her voice dripping with disbelief.

"I... I dunno?"

Luna's face was equally strange, her bow-drawing and arrow-nocking motion half a beat slow.

Watching Xu Feng's muscular frame, clearly defined even under the grime of blood, and his originally handsome face now eerily highlighted by the gore, she felt her worldview take a serious hit.

But she quickly recovered, took a deep breath, steadied herself, and her compound bow's string snapped repeatedly.

Arrows with faintly glowing fletchings shot out, aimed at the battlefield's edges and blind spots.

Through the temporary "Vision Eye" attached to the arrows, the surroundings' movements fed clearly into her mind.

This was her magic skill.

She could create Vision Eyes, attaching them to objects to gain sight of the area, but they only lasted ten seconds.

For an archer, this skill was a reconnaissance godsend.

With Xu Feng and Jin Shan—two humanoid beasts—holding the front and tearing apart the Wild Bull formation, the other team members' support was efficient and precise.

Li Ze Yuan focused, his earth-yellow staff tapping the ground in a steady rhythm.

The earth rumbled, and solid walls of dirt over two meters high rose up, cutting through the dense bull herd, splitting them apart and forcing them unable to form effective charges.

This created the perfect environment for the frontline fighters to pick them off one by one.

Kuang Lei, his face cold, murmured short incantations as fire elements around him churned violently.

Glowing red fireballs, scorching hot, condensed beside him, then screamed forward in a volley.

Each fireball that landed in the herd triggered a violent explosion. Amid the flames and shockwaves, chunks of flesh and sprays of blood flew everywhere, quickly clearing the clustered enemies.

And the captain, Piao Zhi Yong, remained the most composed of all.

The staff in his hand, inlaid with a blue-green gem, emitted a soft green glow.

On the battlefield ahead, thick, tough green vines burst from the ground as if alive, swiftly coiling around the Wild Bulls attempting to charge or turn.

Binding them tightly in place, leaving them unable to move.

As a C-class Lower Rank Wood Element Mage.

Piao Zhi Yong's direct destructive power might not be strong, but this formidable control ability was enough to trouble higher-level enemies.

Dealing with these Wild Bulls, at most D-class Lower Rank, was more than sufficient.

These Wild Bulls had thick hides and tough flesh, their defense barely reaching the D-class Lower Rank threshold.

Their strength was also E-class Higher Rank, posing a threat when charging.

But their speed, especially turning agility, was their fatal weakness.

This was precisely why Xu Feng, using only a wisp of blood energy to enhance his burst, could freely weave through the herd like a dragon.

Even if an occasional Wild Bull used inertia to charge and force him back, the attack couldn't even leave a white mark on his First Refinement physique.

"Dungeons... what a great place!"

In the heat of battle, Xu Feng glanced at the system panel only he could see, where the number after [Breakthrough Points] was rapidly jumping.

Looking at these walking Breakthrough Points around him, the excitement in his heart burned hotter than seeing a mountain of gold.

Killing one Wild Bull, depending on its strength, provided anywhere from 5 to 10 Breakthrough Points.

Slashing his way through, plus the small share of points he gained as a participant when teammates killed.

At this moment, the panel's value had already climbed to [120 points]!

"If I used all of this to enhance the 'Strength' realm, I could probably break through several realms in a row..."

This thought fueled his fighting spirit even more.

"Die for me--!"

"Moo--!"

As the last Wild Bull let out a despairing cry and was violently torn in half by Xu Feng's bare hands, a familiar prompt sounded in his mind.

[Breakthrough Points +7]

The battle came to an abrupt halt.

Xu Feng let out a long breath of turbid air tinged with blood, casually wiping his face to clear some of the blood and grime stuck to his eyes.

He looked down at the steel shield in his hand that had accompanied him in battle, a hint of embarrassment on his face.

The originally flat and sturdy shield surface was now covered in irregular dents and fine cracks.

This wasn't from blocking Wild Bull charges.

Most of it was from using it as a giant "brick" to smash and slam enemies.

Calling him a "Shield Warrior"... seemed about right.

After all, wasn't the best way to protect teammates to physically send all enemies to the afterlife?

"Little Feng, Brother Jin Shan, here, wipe yourselves."

Mai Xiao Wen walked over to the two who had just finished fighting, holding two warm, damp towels that had been soaked and wrung half-dry.

The look in her eyes toward Xu Feng, besides the usual gentleness, now held a hint of indescribable complexity.

After all, the figure who had laughed wildly and slaughtered through the herd just now was a stark contrast to the young man quietly and earnestly wiping away bloodstains.

Xu Feng thanked her, took the towel, and began cleaning the sticky blood and grass clippings from his body.

Beside him, Jin Shan casually threw an arm around his neck, his booming voice carrying undisguised excitement:

"Hey! I knew it! Us physical-type Hunters have fighting spirit flowing through our very bones—how could you really be introverted?"

He sighed dramatically, waving his other hand: "Look at our team, Sister Na and Xiao Wen, I won't say much, they're girls.

The others, Captain, Ze Yuan, Kuang Lei—one's gentle and refined, one's cold as ice, one's as quiet as a gourd—it's been suffocating me!

Now it's good, finally someone like me who likes to go head-on, fist-to-fist, old-school brawling!

Brother! What a rush! What a rush!!!"

"Cough, cough," Xu Feng had mostly wiped the blood from his face, returning to a clean look.

He took small bites of a High-Energy Nutrition Bar to replenish his stamina, showing his signature, slightly shy smile in response, "Brother Jin Shan, you might really be misunderstanding.

I'm actually quite introverted by nature. In school... I was especially afraid of bullying."