Time is Tight

They arrived at the training grounds.

Zhao Fei and Wang Zelu still hadn't recovered.

Fist Technique Perfection?

According to Su Bei, Cannon Fist had also reached perfection just yesterday.

If they remembered correctly, wasn't that a high-tier martial skill?

Once a Martial Artist's strength reaches a certain level, they naturally understand what it means for a martial art to reach perfection.

It wasn't just about strength; it was more about future development. The prerequisite for opening the door to becoming a master was the perfection of one's martial arts realm.

Although the captain was only a fifth-tier Martial Artist, who would dare treat him as an ordinary fifth-tier? In the entire Jin'nan Military Department, the captain received preferential treatment!

No wonder the captain had this attitude. A Quasi-Martial Artist… with a perfected martial arts realm, these two combined were a pure trump card!

It was utterly outrageous.

On the training field, the four of them had also been notified in advance and stood in a line, waiting for instructions.

Three men and one woman, all young. Their qi and blood surged like waves, their bodies were firm, and they had all cultivated their physical bodies to their limits. Although their cultivation seemed a bit rough around the edges, their eyes and bodies exuded an entirely different kind of spirit and vitality.

Pairs of eyes roamed over Su Bei, some domineering, some inquisitive, but all were intensely curious about their new teammate.

"Su Bei, fall in."

Su Bei walked directly to the far left of the line.

Lu Yingyue then continued, "You should have all heard the news. There's been a change in the Shattered Battlefield, so training needs to end early, and the mission will commence sooner."

"I'll also announce the latest appointment. Su Bei will be the captain of the Shattered Battlefield team this time. You can get acquainted with each other later."

After Lu Yingyue finished speaking, he deliberately paused. As expected, the expressions of the other four changed.

Liang Dao, standing next to Su Bei, was the most impatient and spoke up directly, "Why?!"

"We've been training together for a week. If you're choosing a captain, it should be from among us four. Why should a newcomer be placed above us?!"

Lei Bin, standing beside him and always at odds with him, joined forces with him. "Yeah! You have to give us an explanation, right?"

Lü Yan, the only woman in the group, also spoke up to support them. Her face had a hint of heroism, and her brows were tightly furrowed. "You can't just say that since we all want to be captain, none of us will be, right?"

The only one who remained silent was also from the Military Department, but his expression at the moment didn't look very good either.

The few of them spoke with one voice, their expressions agitated.

Their gazes towards Su Bei held only three words: Why?!

How dare you, someone who got in through martial arts evaluations, compete with us?

They were all considered prodigies, and they couldn't tolerate Su Bei.

Wang Zelu looked at the calm Su Bei and sighed inwardly.

He didn't believe that these people's elders were unaware of Su Bei's strength, but they all tacitly chose not to inform their juniors, which was enough to explain everything.

Let them compete.

It wasn't as if a powerful figure would tell their own child, "Su Bei is very strong, you should yield to him"—that made no sense. They wouldn't speak up; instead, they would tacitly approve of the situation, regardless of the outcome.

Growth requires tempering.

Even in his previous life, when wealthy families educated their children, they wouldn't tell their children, "This opportunity is very important, but the person opposite is too outstanding, so we won't compete."

In fact, these people would even provide Su Bei with protection. He had been puzzled earlier as to why his captain, despite being so formidable, wouldn't give face to anyone. Who the last spot went to didn't matter. Now he realized that one needed to be strong to be respected.

The stronger Su Bei was, the lower the risk to his juniors.

In reality, life choices were often mutual selections.

Lu Yingyue suppressed the voices of the crowd and said with interest, "Su Bei, you tell us why."

"Yes!"

"Answer Captain Lu!"

Su Bei stepped forward, his voice firm and loud. "Because my strength is above theirs! Because my speed is above theirs! Because my power is above theirs!"

"Because I am above them!"

"Because only I can lead them to victory and bring them back safely!"

Arrogant!

Confident!

Full of spirit!

This was the answer Su Bei gave.

Ever since the martial arts evaluation, Su Bei knew that to become stronger, to get more resources, and to give his family a better life, he had to shine, to shine brightly!

No one could stop him from shining brilliantly!

The four of them turned ashen, their gazes towards Su Bei filled with utter confusion, and they could barely restrain their harsh words.

How dare he?

"Very good!"

Lu Yingyue laughed heartily. "As spear wielders, we should be like this. Then let's shut them up!"

"Yes!"

Su Bei responded, and at the same time, he threw a punch. His ultimate physical strength was almost enough to tear his uniform apart!

Boom!

It was like a gunpowder explosion, with a giant cannon roaring in his ears. His blood and energy surged, and the explosive punch wind was like a typhoon passing through!

"Arrogant!"

Liang Dao, standing nearby, reacted quickly. He placed a curved saber across his chest, directly blocking Su Bei's fist!

But the next moment, his face showed a look of horror. He felt as if he wasn't blocking a fist, but a speeding train!

Bang!

Like thunderclaps, white ripples of air exploded from the point of contact between the fist and the saber. Liang Dao was sent flying backward like a cannonball, his curved saber flying out of his hand. He spat a mouthful of blood into the air before crashing hard against the wall!

Su Bei didn't even look. With immense force surging from his feet, cracking the ground, he instantly appeared before Lei Bin. His punch exploded like a bomb, the fist like it was fired from a barrel, bursting like fire.

Lei Bin felt as if that fist was as large as a mountain. Su Bei's figure seemed like a demon god descending upon the world, filling his entire field of vision!

He only had time to cross his arms in front of him. The next moment, the immense force seemed to penetrate through all his bones, distorting his facial expression. His face turned ashen, like gold paper, and his body was sent flying high. His arms went numb and vibrated, and he spat out blood upon landing.

"Eat my blade!"

Su Bei shifted his position. Although Lü Yan was a girl, she wielded an exaggeratedly large saber. She swung it with all her might at Su Bei, the power rippling like waves. Beneath the layers of force, there was also the strength of eight thousand catties, which was almost the limit a Quasi-Martial Artist could reach!

"As expected of a genius who can fight a Level 1 Exotic Beast at the Quasi-Martial Artist realm."

Clang!

Without Su Bei making any apparent move, his spear appeared in his hand. He unleashed the Wind-Rending momentum and thrust the spear downward, smashing the great saber onto the ground. He then spun the spear in his hand, grinding it against the saber like an angle grinder, creating sparks. He then used the Cloud-Sweeping style to sweep across her waist, showing no mercy.

Under the immense force, Lü Yan directly spat out a mouthful of blood. Her face turned ashen, and she rolled like a tumbling gourd nearly ten meters away.

Su Bei's figure moved like a fierce wind passing through, instantly appearing before Xu Zhijie, the last opponent. Xu Zhijie was an archer. Without maintaining distance, his bow and arrow were not even drawn. Being caught in close combat by Su Bei was like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. With just one punch, Xu Zhijie was sent flying and tumbling, losing the ability to fight.

Thus, all four were silenced.

An overwhelming victory!

Pure and brutal dominance!

As Su Bei had said, he was superior to everyone in terms of strength, speed, blood and energy, and martial arts realm. His all-around power brought nothing but crushing defeat!

Especially after achieving Fist Technique Perfection, with the added skill, Su Bei's full-power punch could now unleash over ten thousand catties of force, an incredibly significant increase.

Coupled with the Emperor Sun Aura enveloping and evolving him, his current strength had improved by more than just a notch since the martial arts evaluation!

Su Bei retracted his fist and slung his spear back over his shoulder. "Reporting to Captain Lu, I had no choice but to use extreme measures due to the time constraints."

"However, the mission is complete."

He looked at the people around him, some lying down, some sitting. They were indeed all silenced now.

Geniuses?

It doesn't matter, I will handle them.