79: Chapter 79 If I don't dare hit you, I'm a coward.
Over the next half month, the special training base echoed with screams and roaring sounds every day.
Lin Fan himself was not idle either.
After tossing his team members into the training ground, he frequently frequented the Fulong Battlefield.
Relying on the monstrous maneuverability of his "Instant Shadow Space Step," he specialized in hunting down lone powerful alien beings.
"That is... an Iron-Clad Rhinoceros at the Three-Viscera Yuan Zong realm? Kill!"
"A Shadow Leopard at the early Heavenly Origin Realm? That one is a bit tricky... Oh well, fortune favors the bold, let's do it!"
Lin Fan was a ruthless point-farming machine.
【Ding! Killed a Origin Sect Realm expert alien being, obtained 5,000 evolution points!】
【Ding! Killed a Heavenly Origin Realm alien being, obtained 20,000 evolution points!】
After half a month, Lin Fan's evolution points had skyrocketed again, bringing him one step closer to a system upgrade.
The progress of his team members was even more rapid.
Under the torment of Lin Fan's "Overlord's Might," Li Lingyun finally fully awakened his spear intent; after slicing tens of thousands of leaves, Wu Cang could wield his great blade with incredible agility under eight times gravity; Mu Xiaoqian was even more terrifying, moving with ease under twelve times gravity, and a single punch from her could dent an alloy wall.
On this day.
Wu Jianba walked into the training hall with his hands behind his back, wanting to see how those little brats were being tortured.
"Hmm? This aura..."
As soon as he entered the door, Wu Jianba's single eye lit up.
Inside the hall, four figures were locked in sparring matches, and the combat power they erupted with was more than a level stronger than it had been half a month ago!
"Good lad, he really has some tricks up his sleeve."
Wu Jianba clicked his tongue in wonder and was just about to step forward to offer some guidance.
"Principal is here?"
Lin Fan appeared behind him at some point and said with a smile, "How is it? Are you satisfied with the training results?"
"So-so,"
Wu Jianba snorted haughtily, "Far worse than when I led troops back in the day."
"Is that so?"
Lin Fan's eyes rolled, revealing his signature cunning merchant smile, "How about we make another bet? If the four of them can last three minutes under thirty percent of your domain power, will you sponsor some more resources?"
Hearing the word "bet," Wu Jianba shuddered, remembering the one thousand high-grade yuan stones he had been swindled out of that day.
His PTSD kicked in!
"Ahem! That... I suddenly remembered I didn't turn off the gas at home!"
Wu Jianba's expression changed, and he turned to leave, his feet moving like the wind, "Handle these small matters yourself! Don't come looking for me! I'm very busy!"
After saying this, this dignified Domain King Realm big shot actually teleported away.
Watching Wu Jianba's retreating figure as he fled in panic, the team members were stunned.
"Brother Fan... aren't you a bit too fierce? Even the devil principal is afraid of you?" Wu Cang said with an expression of admiration.
"This is called convincing people with virtue."
Lin Fan clapped his hands and looked into the distance, "Alright, special training is over."
"Pack your things, we're heading to White Tiger City!"
A military spaceship emblazoned with the Iron Blood Military Academy's crest cut through the clouds.
After half a month of flight, a magnificent, massive city finally appeared on the horizon.
White Tiger City.
One of the four great sacred cities of the Yan Country, it focused on slaughter and guarded the west.
Looking down from high altitude, the entire city resembled a massive white tiger coiled on the earth.
The hundred-meter-high alloy city walls glinted with a cold, sharp light under the sun.
Inside the city, skyscrapers stood in rows, countless aircraft weaved through them, and an aura of stern slaughter and martial spirit rushed to meet them.
"Is this White Tiger City? It's so spectacular!"
Mu Xiaoqian pressed against the porthole, her large eyes filled with amazement.
Compared to the rough-styled Zhen Yao City, which was in a perpetual state of war, White Tiger City was clearly more prosperous and had a greater sense of modern technology.
"Don't just stare at the scenery."
Lin Fan sat in the main seat, holding a document in his hand, "This Hundred Schools Tournament has a total of 109 participating teams.
The tournament format is very cruel; first, it's a group stage round-robin, where only the first place in each group can advance, and then it's a knockout stage via drawing lots."
"Our opponents are mainly the Four Great Sacred Academies."
Lin Fan pointed to several names on the document.
"Azure Dragon Academy, backed by the Qin Family, the hometown of General Qin Mie; it is said that this year there is a genius who has awakened the Ancestral Emperor Battle Body."
"White Tiger Sacred Academy, this is the Chu Family's territory; fighting on their home turf, they are definitely not to be trifled with."
"Vermilion Bird Sacred Academy, it's all girls, they specialize in fire elements and illusions."
Speaking of this, Lin Fan paused, his gaze becoming somewhat cold, "Finally, there is the Xuanwu Holy Academy, controlled by the Li Family."
"The team leader is Li Hanlei."
Lin Fan projected a photo onto the screen.
The young man in the photo had silver hair, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and had a gentle smile, looking like a refined and cultured scholar.
"This person is known as the 'strongest prodigy in a century,' and he frequently does charity work; his reputation online is very good, and he is called the 'people's philanthropist'."
"However..."
Lin Fan's face showed mockery, "This person has a marriage contract with Xue Linglong, and the Li Family has been targeting me in the shadows.
If we run into them this time, it's definitely going to be a fight to the death."
"Li Hanlei?"
Li Lingyun frowned, "I've heard of this person; in terms of seniority, he's my cousin, but he is extremely scheming.
Don't worry, Brother Fan, if we run into the Xuanwu Academy, I'll be the first to stab him!"
The spaceship landed.
As soon as the group disembarked, they were arranged into an independent luxury villa.
Although Wu Jianba was usually unreliable, he was very capable when it came to logistics and support.
"Listen up, private fighting is prohibited in the city."
Wu Jianba settled everyone in and instructed, "But if someone actively provokes you... as long as you don't kill them, I'll cover everything else!"
"Understood!" Everyone chuckled.
Three days later.
"Come on, I'll take you to eat something good."
Wu Jianba sent a message saying he had already booked a table at the Shanhai Hall of the most luxurious "Yingxian Pavilion" in the city to welcome everyone and, incidentally, to bolster their courage.
Lin Fan brought the four team members and rushed excitedly to the Yingxian Pavilion.
However, when they pushed open the doors of the Shanhai Hall, they discovered that there were already people inside.
They were seven or eight young people wearing the uniforms of the Xuanwu Holy Academy, sitting inside and chatting happily.
"Hmm? Who are you?"
Seeing Lin Fan and the others enter, the young man with a buzz cut who was leading them stood up, his expression arrogant, "Don't you see that there are people here? Get out!"
"This is the private room we booked."
Lin Fan frowned and glanced at the room number, "Shanhai Hall, that's right."
"It belongs to us now."
The buzz-cut youth was named Mo Wu.
He looked Lin Fan and the others up and down and sneered, "Iron Blood Military Academy? Are country bumpkins from that kind of backwater place worthy of eating in the Shanhai Hall? Go squat in the main hall to eat!"
"What did you say?!"
Wu Cang's explosive temper instantly blew up; he rolled up his sleeves and was ready to fight, "Try saying that again?!"
"What? Want to make a move?"
Mo Wu sneered, and the few Xuanwu Academy students behind him also stood up, their auras erupting; they were all at the Heavenly Origin Realm!
"This is White Tiger City; making a move will get your tournament qualification canceled."
Mo Wu leaned his face forward provocatively, "Come on, hit here! If you don't dare to hit me, you're a coward!"
Watching that punchable face, Wu Cang was so angry his teeth itched, but thinking of the tournament rules, he forced himself to hold back.