37: Chapter 37 Is this kid buying goods?

"This is..."

Zhou Zhan's face turned pale. He gripped the edge of the table tightly, his eyes filled with shock. "This is... the third stage?!"

"No! This is not a test!"

Wu Qingkong's voice was dry as he pointed at the screen. "The sword stone... has shattered!"

"What?!"

Lan Tianyu and Lan Tianyu rushed to the screen.

In the scene, the dust settled.

The teenager who should have been pierced by ten thousand swords was standing in the ruins, completely unharmed.

He looked calm, as if the thing that had just shattered wasn't some relic of the King Realm, but a piece of tofu.

Lin Fan patted the dust off himself and walked over to the unconscious Xue Linglong.

"Hey, wake up."

Lin Fan kicked her with his foot.

No response.

"What a nuisance."

Lin Fan sighed, bent down, and like carrying a sack, grabbed Xue Linglong's belt with one hand, hoisted her up, and tucked her under his armpit.

"Let's go, time to go home and eat."

Lin Fan turned around and strode out of that former "restricted area."

As he left, the residual Sword Intent behind him seemed to be bowing to a king, automatically parting to both sides to make way for him.

Inside the command room.

Silence.

A full minute passed, and no one spoke.

Only the ticking of the instruments echoed.

Lan Tianyu's mouth was wide open, his jaw nearly hitting the floor. He looked at the teenager in the screen carrying his niece, then at Lan Tianyu, who was equally stunned.

"Shattered... it shattered?"

Lan Wuji felt his worldview collapsing. "That sword stone, which had existed for three hundred years... it shattered just because he took a look at it?"

"Not only did it shatter."

Wu Qingkong took a deep breath, forcing down the shock in his heart. "If I'm not mistaken, in that instant just now, he comprehended the Sword Intent within the sword stone. And..."

"And his level of comprehension even surpassed the King Realm expert who left the sword stone behind!"

"Otherwise, the sword stone wouldn't have destroyed itself from being unable to bear it!"

Hearing this, Zhou Zhan felt his scalp tingle.

Comprehension surpassing a King Realm expert?

In a high school student under eighteen?

And this kid... is a blade user!

"Monster... how is this a monster..."

Zhou Zhan muttered to himself, watching the back view of the person on the screen walking further and further away, his eyes becoming incomparably complex. "This is clearly a freak!"

"Quick! Land the ship!"

Lan Wuji finally reacted, trembling with excitement. "I want to see him! Now! Immediately! Right away!"

"No one is allowed to snatch him from me! This student, even if I have to sell the whole Lan family, I will sponsor his schooling!"

Outside the Phantom Sword Forest, with that earth-shattering roar, the terrifying pressure enveloping the center of the forest completely dissipated.

Under Lin Fan's "rough" rescue, Xue Linglong woke up before long. The first thing this young lady did upon waking wasn't to thank him for saving her life, but to grit her teeth, pick up her sword, and charge into the herd of beasts once again.

That unyielding ruthlessness made even the usually lazy Lin Fan secretly give her a thumbs-up in his heart.

"She's a real tough cookie."

Lin Fan spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth and stretched. "Since the sword stone in the core area is shattered and that pressure is gone, those Tier 2, Rank 9 vicious beasts that were hiding in the depths will definitely be running around."

"In that case, I can't slack off anymore."

Lin Fan stood on a treetop, his eyes like lightning, overlooking the chaotic herd of beasts below.

"System, activate 'Harvest Mode'."

The next second, Lin Fan moved.

But he didn't draw his blade; instead, he shoved his hands into his pockets, his figure jumping between the treetops like a ghost. Whenever he saw a vicious beast, whether running or hiding, he only needed to lift his hand slightly and flick his finger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Crisp sounds like a bowstring snapping echoed continuously in the air.

The Perfection-level Flick Finger Dragon Collapse Force had become a Gatling machine gun in Lin Fan's hands.

Dozens of highly condensed energy blasts, like bullets with eyes, precisely pierced the skulls of the vicious beasts one by one.

[Killed Tier 2, Rank 1 Iron-skinned Pig, Points +100!]

[Killed Tier 2, Rank 5 Blazing Leopard, Points +500!]

[Killed Tier 2, Rank 9 Black-scaled Python, Points +900!]

The points on his bracelet began to jump wildly at a speed that was hard to comprehend.

1500... 2800... 3900... 5200!

In less than two hours, Lin Fan's points directly broke through the five-thousand mark!

At this moment, Xue Linglong, who was still struggling to catch up, looked at her score that had just broken 900, and then looked at the despair-inducing "5200" at the top of the leaderboard, and her hand almost couldn't hold her sword steady.

"Pervert..."

Xue Linglong bit her red lips, her eyes slightly red, feeling both aggrieved and helpless. She had fought with her life, not even hesitating to use her family's secret arts, and yet she didn't even have a fraction of his score.

This kind of dimensional crushing was too damaging to her self-esteem.

Inside the spaceship command room.

The big shots who were still discussing the cause of the sword stone shattering were now all attracted by the soaring red bar chart on the screen.

"Five thousand points..."

Lan Tianyu looked at the data, the corners of his mouth twitching. "Is this kid stocking up on goods? The first place in previous assessments only reached two thousand points at most, right?"

Major Wu Qingkong looked on with admiration: "It's not just the high score, look at his strikes. Every finger hits the vital point; he doesn't waste a single bit of extra energy. This level of control over power is something many Origin Sect Realm experts can't even achieve."

Just then, the broadcast sounded.

"Notice! Due to the shattering of the sword stone in the core area, the ecology of the Phantom Sword Forest has undergone a drastic change. To ensure the safety of the students, this monthly assessment is ended early!"

"All students, please immediately proceed to the nearest assembly point to board the ship!"

The assessment was over.

Although a bit hasty, for most of the freshmen who had been scared out of their wits, this was the sound of heaven.

On the return spaceship, the atmosphere was lively.

Because the assessment was terminated early, the school waved its hand and issued a valuable "consolation prize" to all participating students—one bottle of Intermediate Blood and Qi Potion per person.

Of course, the most eye-catching part was the award ceremony.

Lin Fan took first place without any suspense, monopolizing that enviable spot for the "marrow cleansing pool." Although Xue Linglong had tried her best, she could only settle for second place.

On the podium, Xue Linglong stood beside Lin Fan. Although she still had a cold expression, the look in her eyes toward Lin Fan had less hostility and more complexity.

Back at school, the crowd dispersed.

"Brother Fan! Awesome!"

Fatty Zhang rolled over like a meatball, his face flushed with excitement. "First place! Five thousand points! You are now the god of our Xuansheng Third High School!"

"Low profile, low profile." Lin Fan waved his hand. "Just basic operations."

"To celebrate Brother Fan winning the championship, tonight at Zuiyun Pavilion, my treat!" Fatty Zhang patted his chest boldly. "Call all our classmates, let's all get together!"

Lin Fan thought about it. Since the start of the semester, other than cultivating or doing tasks, he really hadn't interacted much with his classmates. Since Fatty Zhang was treating, it would be a waste not to go.