Teacher Zhao, Don't!

Senior Brother was the strongest enemy in the Dreamscape, and also the most tyrannical one.

Every one of his knowledge points was above Level Four, with some even reaching Level Five. Within the Dreamscape, he was an absolute hexagonal warrior.

Moreover, his combat awareness was exceptionally sharp. When Chen Yu created this enemy, he had practically modeled him after Teacher Zhao, only with his various attributes and combat level weakened considerably.

Even so, he remained an existence ordinary players found hard to match. Not even second-year Body Cultivators could defeat him easily. Put him in another Dreamscape as the final boss, and he would scare an entire crowd to tears.

Even third-year Body Cultivators who had experienced him said the thing was too terrifying. Better let the younger students enjoy him first.

But today, Ma Daqiang was going to challenge himself.

He was going to defeat Senior Brother without taking a scratch!

The moment they met, the other side was about to spout some nonsense, but that was the first crucial point.

If he wanted to emerge unscathed, he had to launch a sneak attack now!

What the other side wanted to say was basically just trash talk—some threatening words, claiming that killing their master had been an accident and that he had his own hardships.

But Ma Daqiang directly ignored the whitewashing!

Who cared how many hardships this piece of trash had? If he deserved to die, then he had to die.

After he finished talking, the other side would ambush the player. But as long as he struck back before the other side finished speaking, there would be no problem!

Thus, while Senior Brother was still talking, Ma Daqiang had already flung a liquor bottle at him. It struck him squarely on the forehead, making Senior Brother clutch his head and lose his balance.

Then he could rush forward and unleash a vicious combo on the other man's forehead, smashing it until his skull caved in!

This sequence required both boldness and meticulousness. One combo could knock out half the opponent's teeth, but what came next was the real key.

Senior Brother, having been ambushed, would fly into a rage. At that point, Ma Daqiang had to keep circling, use the terrain to kite him, then seize the right moment to ambush him again, until he finished him off.

The timing throughout the entire process had to be precise to one-hundredth of a second. He also needed to observe the opponent's moves and prepare counters. It was an operation that demanded eyesight, footwork, and intelligence all be online at once.

In the past, Ma Daqiang would definitely have been hit by two or three counterattacks. But today, he was in astonishingly good form. It seemed as if his potential had been pushed to its utmost limit.

He saw every one of Senior Brother's moves with perfect clarity. No action could escape his eyes.

As a result, Ma Daqiang grew more excited and exhilarated the more he fought. Knowledge points he had not understood before unexpectedly clicked together today, making him feel he could raise his score by at least two points.

Finally, when he smashed Senior Brother into vomiting blood with an elbow strike and left him sprawled on the ground, unable to rise, he felt as though even his Primordial Spirit had ascended.

He had done it!

I did it!

Defeating Senior Brother without taking damage was an extremely difficult challenge, yet he had accomplished it in seven days. It showed just how outstanding his aptitude as a Body Cultivator was—among all of Third High School, he was among the best.

Just as he was smugly basking in his triumph, he suddenly saw black aura rising from Senior Brother's body on the ground. Like a zombie, Senior Brother rose rigidly upright from the floor.

"You're pretty good, Junior Brother. You actually managed to beat me once. But no matter—we still have a second round!"

Seeing Senior Brother looking like a demon god, Ma Daqiang was not alarmed at all. Instead, he became even more excited.

That was more like it!

As my final enemy, you should have a second phase!

Otherwise, there would be no way to vent the hot blood and emotion surging through me right now!

His battle-loving instincts were stirred. The fiery blood of a Body Cultivator boiled within him, making him assume a stance and prepare for a life-or-death duel with his opponent!

But just as he was about to begin, someone forcibly woke him up.

He climbed up in dissatisfaction and shouted irritably, "What is it? I'm challenging the final boss! Huh, Teacher Zhao?"

Teacher Zhao frowned at Ma Daqiang. "Wake up. Being eager to learn is a good thing, but don't forget that we have joint study today. The practical combat class is about to begin, and you're first."

"Hurry up, I'm pressed for time! I knocked Senior Brother into his second phase. I'm about to win."

In a rush, Ma Daqiang jumped straight out the window, landing directly on the sports field. Then he saw that his opponent was already standing before him.

The opponent was a burly man no less imposing than Ma Daqiang. Fresh from warming up, his body was covered in sweat. Even from nearby, one could smell the heavy scent of protein on him. Clearly, he too was a ruthless man who had gone overboard with technology.

Seeing Ma Daqiang, he sneered and said, "You're my opponent? I'll let you know—"

"Wait. Bare-handed, or can we use weapons and hidden weapons?"

The big man froze, then continued with a smile, "Whatever you like. I'll let you know—"

Before he could finish, a handful of sand came flying into his face. Caught off guard, the big man got sand in his eyes and could not help closing them.

However, he had rich practical combat experience. The instant he closed his eyes, he realized something was wrong and immediately opened them again. Just as he was about to counterattack, he saw the other side's knee already smashing into his face.

Kid, just how many sneak attacks have you carried out? Why are you so practiced at this?!

With one heavy blow, Ma Daqiang knocked the big man onto the ground. Then a whip kick crashed into his head. Before he even had time to react, he had fainted.

Following his usual habit, Ma Daqiang retreated several steps and was about to start circling, only to discover that the big man was not getting back up.

Seeing that the other man's eyes had rolled white, Ma Daqiang asked hesitantly, "Um... can I finish him off?"

"No!" shouted the Long Summer Sports School teacher serving as referee. "Another hit and someone will die! Do you Heaven Origin people fight this viciously?"

"Isn't that common sense?" asked a Class Six student watching nearby. "If you don't finish them off, what if they grab you and self-destruct?"

"Exactly. He's so big, he could probably hide plenty of explosives on him."

"Ma Daqiang's awareness is pretty good. The moment he knocked him down, he immediately pulled back, then looked for something to ambush him from afar. I bet he's still got half a pound of quicklime hidden in his shoes."

"If it were me, I'd use a liquor bottle. If it feels right in the hand, every smash hits true."

Hearing the students talking nearby, the team leader's face turned deathly pale. He whispered to Xu Feng, "Young Master Xu, something is wrong with these students. Why do they feel like a pack of desperadoes?"

Xu Feng also felt that something was off, but he still said calmly, "Just a few exceptions. You, go challenge that female student."

The female student who had been called out was just as tall and powerfully built, so androgynous that one could not tell at all without looking carefully.

Walking forward, she stopped in front of Liu Qing. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Liu Qing ask seriously, "Bare-handed, or with weapons?"

Glancing at her companion still lying on the ground, the female Body Cultivator shuddered and said, "Bare-handed."

"Then that's wonderful. I hate weapons most. Sneak attack!"

With one swift dash, Liu Qing used her smaller frame to climb onto the other girl's back. Her arms locked tightly around the opponent's neck, and she squeezed with all her strength despite the other side's struggles.

Ten breaths later, she released her grip, laid the limp female Body Cultivator down, and said with satisfaction, "Ten seconds. As expected of me."

Two consecutive losses left the entire field stunned.

The smile on the principal's face had already frozen.

They had thought it would be a one-sided slaughter, yet their own side had somehow been beaten to the punch instead.

Heaven Origin had no equipment when it wanted equipment, no spirit pills when it wanted spirit pills. It was practically a high school with nothing at all. How had they managed to turn the tables?

Seeing the principal's confusion, Teacher Zhao gripped the man's shoulder hard and said with a smile, "What else could it be? Of course, it's because we have the most scientific training method: Body Cultivator!"

Seeing Teacher Zhao's smug expression, alarm bells suddenly rang in Chen Yu's heart, filling him with an eight—no, nine-out-of-ten sense of dread.

Teacher Zhao, don't!