"Fuck, wait up a damn second."
Cursing, Sun Wen braced himself against the doorframe and staggered out.
Mu Yu, Lin Xiaoxiao, A Tai...
Yu Sheng had long since planted a seed in the hearts of this year's newcomers.
Deep in their subconscious, as long as Yu Sheng was there, anything was possible.
That trust had even surpassed their trust in Tail-Ender.
"You're all crazy!"
"Get back!"
Amid the crowd, a blade slashed across Tail-Ender's chest. Blood flowed, and his eyes reddened as he roared.
But no one answered.
Even Sun Wen, already somewhat exhausted, kept his head down and fought.
Only Zhao Zicheng, whose stamina was still fairly well preserved, let out an exuberant shout. "Senior, today we'll show you just what the 140th Cohort's freshmen can do at full strength!"
In the distance, Yu Sheng remained utterly silent.
He wove through the crowd.
He wasn't advancing particularly fast, but the dagger in his hand kept harvesting lives.
With great precision.
His fighting style was actually similar to Tail-Ender's.
But it was a little more understated.
He avoided becoming the focus of everyone's attention as much as possible.
Even though he killed quickly, he was still nowhere near as conspicuous as Zhao Zicheng.
During a brief breather, Yu Sheng looked at Sun Wen and the others, drenched in blood and barely standing as they leaned against one another. For a fleeting moment, he felt lost.
He, too, had a teammate he could trust with his back and lean on.
Unfortunately...
There was only one.
For some reason, the corners of Yu Sheng's mouth slowly curved into the faintest smile. Without looking closely, one wouldn't even notice he was smiling.
But...
"I've seen it again."
"This time, I wasn't late."
Murmuring, he abruptly sped up.
With a light flick of his