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### The rules Ling Zhan had always lived by were simple.
If no one offended me, I wouldn't offend them.
If someone offended me, I'd show them some restraint.
If they offended me again, I'd wipe them out!
Ling Zhan was now, in truth, a lone wolf.
His parents had died gloriously while saving their students.
His grandmother had passed away from illness.
As for those so-called relatives, Ling Zhan had called one of them once. He had barely gotten his name out when—
the call was abruptly hung up on him.
From that day on,
Ling Zhan understood his situation.
He had no one to rely on.
He could only rely on himself.
But he was far too weak.
So what could he do?
He could only endure.
Mock me? Endure it.
Slander me? Endure it.
Look down on me? Endure it.
Insult me? Endure it.
Bullying? Endure it.
But.
Some things simply couldn't be endured forever.
Even a lone wolf had a line you must never cross!
And Ling Zhan's line was his family!
Fang Bo, you could have done anything, but you should never have cursed my parents!
At that moment,
Ling Zhan had never felt such a surging murderous intent!
Inside the conference room,
everyone clearly felt the temperature plunge.
When they turned to look at Ling Zhan, the student who had been mocked and insulted as a clown, their hearts jolted.
What kind of look was that?
Frenzy, coldness, hatred, bloodlust... all kinds of dark emotions converged in his eyes.
His formerly simple, honest expression had vanished.
In its place was a face brimming with murderous intent!
Qi Mu, who knew Ling Zhan well, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth. Even when facing those monsters, Ling Zhan had never worn an expression like this!
That damn Fang Bo!
Fang Bo was startled by Ling Zhan's expression, too.
He hadn't expected his vicious words to provoke such a dramatic reaction from this seemingly honest fellow.
But he wasn't afraid.
This clown was nothing but a Jobless Freelancer.
What good was a clown's anger?
Even if an ant was burning with rage, could it bite an elephant to death?
It was just impotent fury.
"What? You don't like what I said?" Fang Bo sneered.
"No. I don't." Ling Zhan lowered his head, murderous intent gathering wildly in his eyes.
He took a deep breath.
At last, he reined in his murderous intent completely.
His expression returned to calm.
But beneath that calm, a vicious wyrm slowly raised its head, baring its fangs.
"Then what? What are you going to do?" Fang Bo's expression grew even more mocking.
Ling Zhan gazed at him coldly and slowly uttered two words that made everyone present blanch: "Deathmatch!"
Everyone: "!!!"
As if afraid that no one had heard him clearly,
Ling Zhan's voice rang out again, cold to the extreme: "Ling Zhan, a senior at City No. 1 High School, hereby formally challenges Fang Bo, a freshman at Huaqing Academy, to a deathmatch!"
Everyone: "..."
No one had expected things to reach this point.
Even fewer could have imagined that a student who had seemed so honest moments earlier would transform into a god of slaughter.
Only one word filled his eyes: kill!
Qi Mu wanted to try to dissuade him.
But Zhong Wenshan held him back and shook his head.
Like the other teachers, Zhu Xiaoshan wore an expression of utmost gravity.
Su Rou looked at Ling Zhan with concern.
Sun Ze was secretly gloating.
Only Zhu Yaoguang, the fearless young lady, watched Ling Zhan with shining eyes.
"Ling Zhan, Fang Bo did go too far. I'll make him apologize, and we can let this go. How does that sound?" Mu Yutian stood up, looking troubled.
"Teacher, I wasn't wrong. There's no way I'm apologizing!" Fang Bo refused to back down.
"Shut up!"
Mu Yutian shouted.
Everyone was watching. Anyone with eyes could see Fang Bo was in the wrong.
At the same time, Mu Yutian didn't want things to escalate into a deathmatch.
This world was actually very cruel.
The laws as they stood could only restrain ordinary people.
Ordinary laws were useless against the strong.
In the same secret realm,
it was common for two teams to slaughter each other over rewards and resources.
Could anyone determine who was right and who was wrong?
Obviously not.
Therefore,
to stop hatred among the strong from growing and upsetting the balance,
the Dragon Kingdom had established the fairest way to settle disputes.
That was the deathmatch!
Every school had simulated secret realms.
In a simulated secret realm, you could fight one-on-one, three-on-three, five-on-five...
Normally, the arena was used for student training, with the aim of improving teamwork and mastery of skills.
The matches were meant to stop short of serious injury.
But deathmatches were also held in simulated secret realms.
To take part in a deathmatch, both parties had to be adults.
They then had to fill out a form and submit it to the Dragon Kingdom's legal affairs platform. Once officially approved and stamped, the deathmatch would take effect.
During a deathmatch,
no one was allowed to interfere.
The two parties were free to fight until one of them died, or until both agreed to annul the deathmatch contract.
The dead party's family and friends were forbidden from holding the victor responsible in any way.
To sum it up in one phrase:
You bore responsibility for your own life and death!
Mu Yutian hadn't expected someone as seemingly honest as this student to become so vicious when provoked.
"Teacher Mu, it doesn't matter if you try to stop me."
Facing Mu Yutian's attempt to dissuade him, Ling Zhan's emotionless words drifted through the room:
"There'll always be another chance. People can die even in the low-level entrance trial secret realm, let alone in the league between combat academies."
"Even if you, Fang Bo, don't compete in the league, that's fine. You'll graduate eventually."
"After graduation, you'll have to join a team, won't you? You'll have to enter trial secret realms to kill monsters, won't you?"
"I'll keep an eye on you until I kill you!"
Hiss!
A venomous snake!
That kid was a venomous snake!
Whoever offended him, he'd keep biting until they were dead!
Damn it! They'd been fooled by that honest-looking face!
At that moment, everyone's opinion of Ling Zhan had been turned completely upside down.
Bang!
Mu Yutian slammed his palm on the table, his face furious. "Ling Zhan! Don't go too far! I'm trying to stop you because I don't want you to die! Don't be so ungrateful!"
"Teacher, stop trying to hold me back. If he wants to die, I'll send him there!" Fang Bo was furious, too.
A mere Jobless Freelancer dared to act so arrogantly in front of him.
Did he really think winning the top scholar title made him invincible?
"You've all seen it. This unreasonable fool challenged me to a deathmatch!"
"He even threatened to hunt me down and kill me if I don't accept right now."
"If I refuse, it'll get out, and that will disgrace Huaqing Academy!"
"After that, whenever anyone mentions Huaqing Academy, they'll laugh and say its students are afraid of a Jobless Freelancer!"
"Teacher Mu, I ask you to approve my deathmatch with this arrogant kid who doesn't know his place!"
Fang Bo's words did make sense.
The other guy had threatened to hunt him down and kill him.
It really wouldn't look right if he didn't respond.
It would also bring shame on the academy.
Deathmatches were serious, of course, but they weren't unheard of at major academies.
Some students became enemies in secret realms, and when their grudges couldn't be resolved, a deathmatch was the only option.
They were all adults and had to take responsibility for their actions.
After hearing Fang Bo out, Mu Yutian nodded without hesitation.
"Fine. I approve your deathmatch with Ling Zhan!"
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