"F * ck, we can't go in! The entire residential area is surrounded by a Light Guardian Shield. " It turned out that these five or six 10th graders had wanted to join in the fun. If they saw that the situation was bad, they would run back to the dormitory area. Unexpectedly, the mainframe didn't give these students a chance to take advantage of the situation. It directly used a light source shield to completely seal off the dormitory area. Now, the people inside couldn't leave, and the people outside couldn't enter.
"Then what should we do?" one of the students asked in fear.
"What else can we do? Find a place to hide, and then come out when it's all over... hehe, this time, the 7th graders have over a hundred people less than us. The grand armed melee will definitely be won by us, the 10th graders. We were absolutely right to participate in the grand armed melee." The person speaking was rather smug; it looked like he was their leader.
"Captain, why do you say that?"
"I've gone to look up the information. The victor of every grand armed melee would receive countless resources from the academy, but those who did not participate would not have the right to enjoy them. Otherwise, why would I take the risk to bring you all out here?"
"What if we run into a Grade 7 Special Class-A student?" They were all from the normal classes. Even if they had been in the seventh grade for three years, they still wouldn't be able to deal with the geniuses of Class-A.
That's why we have to hide well. If we're really unlucky, we'll just admit defeat. Once we admit defeat, the opponent won't be able to do anything to us. If they do, we'll just press the SOS button and the instructors will come and save us. At that time, the attacker will also lose the right to participate in the grand armed melee... "It looked like this team leader had indeed put in a lot of effort to understand the relevant rules of the grand armed melee in order to fish in troubled waters.
"It seems like someone's coming. Hide …" The team leader sensed a sound approaching and hurriedly led his team members to hide in the small forest at the side.
At this moment, there were several places where the seventh and tenth graders had officially clashed …
Hearing the mainframe's announcement, Ling Lan nodded at Zilong and the others. Then, she saw Zilong, Han Jijun, Luo Lang, and Lin Zhong-qing swiftly leave Sunmoon Plaza in a group of two. The initially bustling Sunmoon Plaza instantly fell silent. Only Ling Lan stood alone on the stage, looking in a certain direction.
"Little Four, where is the top student of the 10th grade Class-A?" Ling Lan wanted to test the waters first, to see just how strong the 10th grade was.
Little Four immediately marked the position of the top of the 10th grade rankings with a red dot on the 2D map of the Central Scout Academy. Ling Lan took to the air and silently left Sun Moon Plaza.
"Captain, aren't we going to hide?" Somewhere in the academy, six people were standing openly in an eye-catching place. Their bright red uniforms showed that they were from the same class. One of the team members looked nervously at a youth with a serious expression.
"Is it worth it for us to hide from those seventh years?" The serious-looking youth did not reply, but one of his team members beside him arched an eyebrow disapprovingly, not taking this so-called grand armed melee to heart.
"I heard that their top student, Zilong, is very strong..." reminded that uneasy team member.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that danger was coming. Although he didn't know what it was, he had relied on this feeling to get him through danger after danger many times. This time, however, the feeling of danger was much stronger than before. He just couldn't say it out loud because no one in the team was willing to believe him if he said it out loud.
"Last year, he challenged the 8th grade, who is now the top student of the 9th grade, Lu Jing, and lost. Lu Jing could not even last 30 moves from the captain. They are definitely no match for the captain," retorted another team member.
"Yeah, the captain is currently the only combat prodigy of the Scout Academy who has entered the Qi-Jin stage! He is the strongest student in the academy! " Another team member said with a face full of admiration, "If the captain announces this news, how would those 7th grade bastards dare to bring up some grand armed melee?"
At this time, the serious-looking youth spoke up, "Alright, if you have the energy, you might as well take care of a few 7th graders. I don't want to see what happened three years ago happen again..."
A trace of anger surfaced on the youth's face. He was this year's prodigy, but three years ago, he had lost to a team from a third-rate planet's Scout Academy. This year, the 10th grade led by him had actually been challenged by 7th grade juniors to a grand armed melee... this was practically a slap to his face! Did they really think that they were easy to bully this year?
"Someone's coming!" One of the team members suddenly spoke up to warn them.
A team of 7th grade students in blue uniforms were peeking out from the bushes not too far away...
"F * ck, how are we so unlucky, bumping into the team of the top student of the decade, Zhang Jing-an, right off the bat." The leader of this team saw the face of this year's strongest scout and panicked, hurriedly signalling for his team members to retreat and run.
"Eh, why are they gone?" One of the team members turned back worriedly, but found that the six people who had been standing there had all disappeared.
"Not good, run!" The leader had barely finished speaking when he felt a huge tremor coming from beneath his feet. He was sent flying into the air to crash heavily into the ground, his chest heavy with nausea.
The leader quickly jumped up to check on his teammates, and found that the situation was very bad. The weakest member of the team was even vomiting blood, suffering from extremely serious internal injuries.
At this time, six figures had already appeared before them. It was Zhang Jing-an's group of six who had originally been 100 metres behind them.
One of them charged over, and aimed a blow at this 7th grade regular class leader, striking down with his stick.
The leader's reaction was still extremely fast. He dodged to the side, and the rubber stick in his hand swung out. However, just as the rubber stick was about to hit the other, the other's figure suddenly disappeared. Then, he felt a heavy blow to his stomach, and his entire body was sent flying once more. In mid-air, he spat out a mouthful of blood!
Just one blow, and he was already heavily injured!
They were definitely no match for these people! This thought popped up in the leader's mind. Originally, the intense pain in his body should have made his senses slow, but for some reason, his fingers were actually more agile than his intellect. He actually pressed down on the surrender button, and at the same time, the SOS button lit up.
He had just landed on the ground when that 10th grade team member followed up with an attack. With one blow of the stick, the communicator lit up with a flash of white light, deflecting that blow away! At the same time, the two of them received a notification from the mainframe: [Attacking an opponent who has surrendered once, 100 points deducted!]
"F * ck, what the hell is this, to actually have points deducted!" That 10th grade team member saw the message on his communicator and shouted angrily.
Zhang Jing-an glanced at the fallen regular class leader and said coldly, "His reaction is pretty fast, actually pressing down on the surrender button in mid-air. Liulian, you're too careless. "
"Looks like this guy's reflexes are pretty strong!" Another person looked at the 7th grade regular class leader with interest, feeling like he wanted to study him.
"We surrender!" The 7th grade regular class leader was terrified, and quickly shouted out a reminder. An opponent who had surrendered could not be attacked again. The other team members also reacted quickly, pressing down on the surrender button in the midst of their conversation.
"Tsk, not fun at all!" Initially, they had hoped that the other side would put up some resistance and have some fun. Unexpectedly, this team actually did not have the slightest bit of courage, nimbly choosing to surrender after being injured in one blow.
These 10th graders had not expected the 7th graders to be so decisive, choosing to surrender with lightning speed. This was because Ling Lan had used her spiritual control to give these people a hint that when they met an opponent who was too much weaker than them, they should not put up any pointless resistance, choosing to surrender immediately to preserve their lives.
Actually, the grand armed melee was not that bloody at the start. Everyone participating in the grand armed melee knew who their opponent was — the normal classes would seek out the normal classes, the merit classes would seek out the merit classes, and the special classes would seek out the special classes. It was always people of similar strength choosing to fight each other. This way, both sides could improve their strength and gain some combat experience at the same time.
However, towards the later stages, the grand armed melee began to change. In order to win, the experts would first clean up those normal class students. When they met those with twisted minds, they would not even give those normal students a chance to surrender, killing them right away. The injured side decided to pay blood back with blood. Similarly, the phenomenon of experts killing normal students occurred. In the end, things got out of hand, with heavy casualties, and the academy had no choice but to ban the grand armed melee.
Ling Lan naturally knew about the tragedy of the grand armed melee in history. In order to eliminate this possibility, Ling Lan had set up a psychological hint, almost causing her spiritual power to suffer a backlash. When the difference in strength was too great or when they were heavily injured, they would immediately surrender. Even if they were unconscious, their bodies would still press down on the surrender button due to this hint.
"Let's go. After they surrender, the teachers will come and take them away soon," reminded another team member. Staying here any longer would be a waste of time.
"Alright, I feel another team of little rats approaching. I wonder what level they are this time. Hopefully, they'll let us have some fun." One of the team members sensed another team approaching, and his eyes glowed with a faint red light.
"Let's go!" Zhang Jing-an threw down this word, and then disappeared. Then, the others followed suit.
Seeing that there was no one around, the team members of the 7th grade regular class instantly relaxed.
"So this is the top team of the 10th grade Class-A. The difference in strength between us and them is too great. We can't even take a single blow from them..." The team leader was in low spirits. "I wonder if Zilong can hold up..."
"Zilong lost to 9th grade Lu Jing, and 9th grade Lu Jing can't beat Zhang Jing-an. I'm not optimistic about the outcome of this grand armed melee!" One of the team members was pessimistic.
"What are you all talking about? Have you all forgotten that there's still a boss above Zilong? We have the true uncrowned king of the 7th grade, Ling Lan, holding the fort! "Another team member was indignant." One blow? Team leader, you think you can withstand one blow from Boss Ling Lan? "
Mocked by his team member, the team leader did not get angry at all. Instead, he perked up and said, "That's right. How could I forget that we still have Boss Ling Lan? Anyone who goes up against her is defeated in one blow. She's definitely not much weaker than Zhang Jing-an."
"Still, we've really embarrassed ourselves this time, getting kicked out of the fight so soon after it started. When we get back, we'll have to train hard..." sighed the team leader.
His words made all the team members fall into deep thought. That's right, they were probably the first batch to leave. How embarrassing! A strong desire to become stronger rose up in their hearts. If there was another grand armed melee in the future, they definitely did not want to be the first batch to leave again!
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