Furious Severing of an Arm! The Roar of a High-Level Warrior

"Go, Senior Ling Zhan!"

"I believe Senior Ling Zhan will definitely win!"

"Is this the senior from Bingpo Academy? He looks so annoying!"

The underclassmen from City No. 1 High School were Ling Zhan's loyal little fans.

Ling Zhan's combat performance during the advancement trial had already won them over.

Even though they felt in their hearts that Ling Zhan couldn't win, it didn't stop them from cheering him on.

"Heh! A bunch of frogs in a well, actually thinking Ling Zhan will win?"

"These kids are quite naive, hahaha!"

"If Teacher Zhu had just agreed to a deathmatch, this Ling Zhan would definitely be beaten to death by Fang Bo."

Nearby.

The university students from various academies listened to the cheers of these underclassmen and couldn't help but shake their heads and sneer.

Although Ling Zhan was the top-ranked student on the Nanzhou Province Trial Ranking, Fang Bo was a freshman at Bingpo Academy who had already finished his first year and was about to step into his second.

If one were to say Fang Bo would lose, then not only would Fang Bo lose face, but Bingpo Academy would lose face as well.

Of course, in the eyes of these university students, it was one hundred percent impossible for Fang Bo to lose.

A university student from Bingpo Academy who considered himself handsome walked up to Zhu Yaoguang with a gentlemanly air.

"Beautiful young lady, may we get to know each other?"

Zhu Yaoguang's white eyelashes fluttered. She didn't answer yes or no, but instead asked, "Who do you think will win?"

The handsome man blurted out, "Naturally, Fang Bo will win."

Zhu Yaoguang suddenly smiled.

It was like a wild flower blooming on a cliffside, causing all the men and women around to freeze.

So beautiful... These two words rose up in everyone's hearts.

Zhu Yaoguang couldn't be bothered to care about the changes in everyone's expressions; after a light chuckle, she said nothing more.

"Are you two ready?" Beside the arena, Zhu Xiaoshan asked with a calm smile.

"Teacher Zhu, we can start at any time," Fang Bo said with a confident smile.

Ling Zhan simply nodded honestly.

"Alright, I will count to three, and then the sparring can begin."

"3, 2, 1... Start!"

As Zhu Xiaoshan's words fell.

Whoosh!

Fang Bo's figure vanished from the spot instantly.

His class was an Assassin.

His greatest strengths were speed and assassination.

The next second.

A black shadow emerged; he had already appeared behind Ling Zhan.

Fang Bo's eyes were vicious. He knew this sparring match couldn't result in a death.

But, swords had no eyes; severing an arm should be normal, right?

Thus.

That sharp blue-grade dagger carved out a shadow and descended toward Ling Zhan's arm!

"Wah..."

The underclasswomen watched this scene and couldn't help but cover their small mouths with their hands.

The underclassmen closed their eyes, unable to bear watching.

The remaining university students sneered repeatedly.

Mu Yutian's expression was mocking.

This was the gap between students from top combat academies and high schoolers!

Assassins had a very practical primary skill: [Shadow Stealth (F)].

[Shadow Stealth (F)]: Instantly transform into a shadow, enter a stealth state, greatly increase agility, and mask all presence.

This primary skill allowed Fang Bo to sneak behind Ling Zhan without a sound.

As for why he chose to use such a basic skill...

It was because, in Fang Bo's eyes, dealing with Ling Zhan didn't require any high-level skills at all!

Sun Ze watched this scene, his eyes filled with a sense of gratification.

Originally, the glory of City No. 1 High School belonged to me, Sun Ze!

But then this Jobless Freelancer popped up!

Now that your arm is ruined, let's see how you act arrogant in the future!

However.

The next instant.

Fang Bo, who had already struck, frowned as a violent sense of crisis washed over him.

Strange, why do I feel a sense of crisis...

The thought had barely formed.

His dagger had already descended.

But there was no blood-splattering scene as he had imagined.

"A Fake Shadow! Damn it, it's actually a Fake Shadow!"

The strike missed.

The dagger sliced through empty air.

Fang Bo immediately realized the opponent had used the Fake Shadow skill!

[Fake Shadow (E)]: Leave behind a lifelike phantom in the original spot.

But when did he chant the skill? "Fake Shadow" requires a 1-second chant time; why didn't I see his chanting animation at all?

Fang Bo was terrified to the extreme.

But terror was terror.

He was, after all, a student of Bingpo Academy.

After missing the strike, he immediately prepared to retreat.

If a strike fails, retreat and regroup.

This was the Assassin's code.

However.

He couldn't move!

Looking down, he saw his legs were firmly trapped by soil.

Not only that, but ice had also condensed on top of the soil!

Earth Prison Technique + Freeze...

What the hell!

Where was his chant time?

He just wanted to quickly look down and use his dagger to pierce through these primary class skills.

However.

Two vines suddenly burst from the ground, winding around Fang Bo's arms like poisonous snakes.

With his hands and feet bound, Fang Bo's expression finally changed drastically.

This chain of skill combinations left him with no time to react!

He had completely lost his combat ability!

How could a Jobless Freelancer be this terrifying?

Impossible!

Impossible!

He roared internally.

But Fang Bo had to admit that he was in an extremely dangerous situation!

Having completely lost his ability to move, he was like fish on a chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered.

What else could he do?

He had to surrender!

Otherwise, who knew what that trash would do to him?

"I surren..."

But the words "I surrender" hadn't even left his mouth.

Hum!

A Scorpion Sting Spear flicked, and a spear shadow flashed.

Puchi!

A severed arm flew into the air.

Blood splattered everywhere!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Fang Bo screamed.

Did you think it was over?

The spear in Ling Zhan's hand prepared to flick again!

"Enough! Stop!"

Zhu Xiaoshan's roar suddenly rang out.

It even carried a certain mental shock effect.

All the teachers and students present felt their eardrums vibrate and their minds go hazy upon hearing this roar.

Even Ling Zhan on the stage was forced to interrupt his attack, pausing in place.

The next second.

Zhu Xiaoshan appeared on the arena, his gaze solemn and dignified as he looked at Ling Zhan.

It took a full three seconds for the mental haze to clear.

Ling Zhan finally regained his senses.

His heart was heavy.

So, this is the skill of a high-level warrior?

Through that roar, Ling Zhan had already determined Zhu Xiaoshan's class.

Moreover, his level was likely no lower than 60.

"Cleric, come over and stop the bleeding!"

Zhu Xiaoshan commanded.

The group of university students woke from their daze.

They finally couldn't help but look at the arena in horror.

"What are you standing there for? Cleric, get up here!"

Zhu Xiaoshan roared again.

Finally.

A female university student walked onto the stage, trembling, and cast a healing spell on the screaming Fang Bo.

But at this moment.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure standing proudly with a spear in hand!

No one cared about Fang Bo's misery.

"Is there a teacher here who has completed their second class advancement as a Cleric?" Zhu Xiaoshan turned to ask the group of recruitment teachers.

Many teachers shook their heads with bitter smiles.

They didn't have any second-advancement Clerics among them.

"Then it is a pity; the best window for healing has passed, and the severed arm cannot be reattached."

Zhu Xiaoshan shook his head, looking at the severed arm not far away.

The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and scorpion venom remained on it.

It was estimated that in just a moment, the arm would be completely infected by the scorpion venom.

Fang Bo's arm was effectively ruined for good!