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Berserkers.
In a team, they usually took on the responsibility of covering the retreat.
Most teams had no need for a Berserker.
But some teams absolutely needed a high-level Berserker!
Because those teams were elite teams! The challenges they tackled were all unknown, dangerous, and extremely difficult!
In those unknown challenges,
no team dared guarantee they could overcome them with one hundred percent certainty!
So,
when they failed, they had two choices.
The first was to fight to the death.
The second was to retreat.
Ninety percent of teams chose to retreat. After all, as the old saying went, while the green hills remained, there'd be no shortage of firewood.
But in those unknown challenges, the Town Portal Scroll couldn't be used.
The reason candidates could use Town Portal Scrolls in the Job Transfer Trial Entrance Examination was that the examination challenge had long since been conquered and modified by humanity.
Those unknown challenges were actually labyrinths whose secrets had yet to be uncovered, so naturally, Town Portal Scrolls couldn't work inside them.
So when teams ran into danger in an unknown challenge, all they could do was retrace their steps.
That was when they faced a difficult problem.
If they couldn't win and chose to flee, would those powerful monsters really watch the food delivered right to their mouths slip away?
Of course not!
They'd chase them relentlessly!
Some monsters were naturally fast, making it nearly impossible for their prey to escape!
That was when
the Berserker's role came into play.
Covering the retreat!
The reason teams were willing to pay such a steep price to recruit a high-level Berserker was
to have someone make the sacrifice if a situation like this arose.
One Berserker died, and the rest of the team lived.
Or everyone died?
The answer, of course, was that the Berserker died.
You could object that such a choice felt awful. Why should the Berserker be the one to make the sacrifice?
But you had to admit that, in that situation, it was the wisest choice.
Of course, covering the retreat wasn't a Berserker's only purpose. There was also the possibility of turning the tables when all seemed lost.
For this reason,
Berserkers were an extremely rare class.
No one wanted to volunteer to become a sacrificial pawn.
The powerful people who chose this class were all hard cases! Especially those high-level Berserkers who were still alive—they were the toughest of the tough!
So when Ling Zhan immediately used the Berserker class in a fight, a class that cost the enemy a thousand while costing himself eight hundred,
every spectator thought: Ling Zhan must be out of his mind.
"This kid... He's so reckless!"
"His performance in all the previous fights was practically perfect. Why'd he lose his head in front of an elite monster?"
"He's rushing for quick results!"
"..."
The teachers watching the fight nearby were just as baffled.
A few of them even turned to confront Ling Zhan's homeroom teacher, Qi Mu.
"Qi, you son of a bitch! Do you even know how to teach? If you don't, let me do it!"
"Exactly! Who teaches a student to use his trump card right off the bat? With all those buffs, once the effects wear off, he'll suffer the backlash. Is he even going to survive that!?"
"Qi Mu, you're ruining your students!"
Faced with all these accusations, Qi Mu looked so wronged he could've cried.
"I never taught him that! Ask the students in my class if you don't believe me. Even if I'd completely lost my mind, I'd never teach a student to unleash his ultimate move right at the start!"
Seeing how aggrieved Qi Mu looked,
the other teachers couldn't help pausing.
Could it be...
that Qi Mu really hadn't taught him that?
Then why had Ling Zhan chosen such an irrational way to fight?
Sigh...
Forget it. What was done was done...
On the platform,
Principal Zhong Wenshan's face, which had been full of anticipation, now darkened.
He looked so grim it seemed water might drip from his face!
The veins in his forehead throbbed nonstop, a sign that Ling Zhan's foolish decision had sent Principal Zhong's blood pressure soaring.
"This kid..."
"Sigh!"
In the end, Principal Zhong could only let out a heavy sigh.
"Chirp, chirp..."
Inside the challenge,
the enormous half-man, half-crab monster moved.
Its footsteps didn't cause the slightest tremor in the ground.
Instead, it moved so lightly that it made only the faintest sounds.
Then,
it effortlessly climbed the high wall on the eight legs of its poisonous crab body.
Like a spider, it hung upside down.
Its blood-red eyes fixed on Ling Zhan.
They were filled with deep confusion.
Why... wasn't this human showing the slightest hint of fear?
Wasn't he afraid it would pierce him with the giant spike in its hand, turn him into a specimen, and hang him in this palace to dry into a skeleton?
At that moment,
Ling Zhan had no spare energy to care what General Kevil was thinking.
His muscles and limbs began swelling wildly!
His originally black pupils had turned bloodred, and a savage, bloodthirsty grin curled at the corners of his mouth!
Blood energy washed over the greatsword in his hand, which trembled faintly. It swirled around Ling Zhan like ribbons, making him look like a bloodthirsty lord bathing in blood!
"Human..."
Kevil murmured to himself.
Ling Zhan, who had fully entered Berserker mode, had no intention of chatting with this intelligent monster.
That would be a complete waste of time!
Thirty seconds!
He'd take down this half-man, half-crab monster!
Bang!
A muffled crash rang out.
The ground where Ling Zhan had been standing caved in!
But his figure had already vanished, as if he'd teleported!
"This..."
General Kevil let out a faint exclamation of surprise.
This human was rather interesting...
Huh!?
Something was wrong!
By the time the thought "something's wrong" entered General Kevil's mind,
the blood-wreathed figure had already appeared right before him!
Without warning! Without a sound!
In General Kevil's eyes,
all he saw were the human's eyes, bloodred yet so cold, so calm!
Even at the peak of Battle Intent Surge, Ling Zhan hadn't lost himself to madness. Instead, he'd remained utterly composed!
This human was a monster...
Whoosh!
Just as General Kevil had that thought,
the greatsword, now stained red with blood, came crashing down at him!
Without hesitation, it raised its bony arm and brought up the poisonous crab's giant spike, which resembled a long spear, to block the blow!
Clang!
The giant spike collided with the greatsword.
Blood-red light poured down from all sides.
It was as if a crimson flower had bloomed in the air.
The blood-red flower completely blocked General Kevil's vision.
He lost sight of Ling Zhan!
With no time to think, General Kevil moved its six poisonous crab legs across the ceiling, spinning its body clockwise in a full circle.
The spear in its hand swept around in an Arc Sweep!
It was an instinctive defense from General Kevil.
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