This sentence was like a hammer that crushed Meng Chao's hopes and determination.
He had a vague understanding of the difference between elite citizens and heroic citizens.
It was not something that could be quantified like speed, punching strength, intelligence, cultivation realm, amazing skills, spirit energy magnetic fields, or spirit energy magnetic field rotation.
Instead, it was a determination that could not be shaken or crushed.
He knew that it was impossible for him to convince Principal Sun.
Besides, he could sense the greedy and terrified gazes in the darkness.
The wolves had not run far away.
The wolf king was nearby and spied on them. It stuck out its barbed tongue and licked its sharp fangs. Greed shone in its single eye.
But it was suppressed by Principal Sun's spirit flames and did not dare to take another step forward.
Meng Chao stopped trying to persuade it. He knelt down on one knee in front of the old principal and helped him deal with his wounds.
In truth, there was nothing much for him to do.
The old principal's blood had long since dried up.
His withered meridians and dried up organs served as fuel for the final spark of his life to burn even brighter, making him look like a fearless teenager.
Meng Chao ate wolf blood and meat. He had never longed for dawn so much before.
Time passed. Under Principal Sun's protection, the examinees sat down and entered deep meditation to recover.
Principal Sun became weaker. His heartbeat and breathing quickened, and the sparks in his eyes became chaotic.
But whenever the monsters howled to test the waters and the wolves became restless, the old principal would grit his teeth and squeeze out the last bit of strength from his cells and soul so that the demon subduing poles would release golden blades to intimidate the monsters in the darkness.
He lasted for a total of half an hour.
Only when a wisp of fiery red clouds appeared on the horizon and the golden dawn arrived late did the old man let out a muffled groan and fall backwards.
When Meng Chao hugged him, he noticed that his body was cold, but his arms were burning hot. It was as if all his life had been poured into the two demon subduing poles.
The old principal lay in his student's arms and smiled in slight embarrassment.
He seemed to be saying, "I'm sorry, but I can't hold on anymore."
The brilliant light in his eyes quickly faded away, and it was as if the stars were dimming.
Every time he sucked in a breath, a wound would open up, and more blood would flow out.
And every time he exhaled laboriously, pink bubbles would gush out of his nose.
Meng Chao did not bring a first aid kit.
He knew that the old principal's life had already dried up. He was like a tree that had been struck by lightning. In an instant, the energy that he had accumulated for a hundred years was transformed into blazing heavenly fire, illuminating the entire wilderness that was a mix of darkness and blood.
"Meng Chao …"
On his deathbed, Principal Sun stared fixedly at the sky above the dark clouds and the blood moon. His gaze seemed to pierce through the sea of stars and see a place far, far away and a time far, far away.
"Say, will Dragon City be as prosperous as it is today in the future?"
The old headmaster finally retracted his gaze and looked at the student with a smile. Then, he abruptly asked this question.
Meng Chao was a little stunned.
She didn't know if Principal Sun mentioned it casually or if he was referring to something else.
He said softly but firmly, "Principal Sun, don't worry. In the future, Dragon City will definitely be more prosperous than it is today!"
A ray of hope flashed in the depths of Principal Sun's gradually dimming eyes.
"Then, will the children in the future be able to live happier lives than today? They won't have to worry about being devoured by monsters at any moment?"
The old man asked again, his face full of anticipation.
Meng Chao hesitated for a long time before he nodded. "Yes. The children in the future will definitely be happier than they are today!"
"That's good," Principal Sun mumbled.
The dimmer his gaze became, the brighter his smile became. "Then, will we conquer the Other World and return to Earth in the future?"
When he saw the old man's expression, which was that of a child looking forward to eating a lollipop, Meng Chao could not continue lying. He said in a quivering voice, "I'm sorry, Principal Sun. I-I don't know whether we can conquer the Other World in the future either. We …"
What could he say? Could he say that he had a nightmare and that Dragon City would be destroyed during the apocalypse in his dream?
Or could he come up with a flowery lie about how Dragon City could sweep through the world and how mighty it was?
Meng Chao could not say anything. A deep sense of helplessness enveloped him.
"Silly boy …"
Principal Sun could not help but laugh. He placed his burning hand on Meng Chao's shoulder gently. The spirit tattoos on his arm shone one by one, and the final spirit magnetic field rotation energy was branded into the depths of the student's right arm. "It's fine even if we can't conquer the Other World, as long as …"
His voice gradually became weaker.
He was like a candle in the wind that was about to be extinguished at any moment.
Meng Chao placed his ear close to the old principal's chest and heard the tremors in his chest. "As long as we don't get conquered by the Other World."
When he looked up, the old principal's smile had already frozen.
Meng Chao held the old principal's burning hand tightly and remained silent for a long time.
The Bloody Moon Wolf King appeared again.
Almost at the instant Principal Sun stopped breathing, the stench of blood in the air became stronger.
Gloating howls rose from the depths of the forest. The beasts did not hide their hunger and bloodshot gazes.
Principal Sun was right. The wolf pack had been patrolling the area and had not left for even half a second.
If he had not continuously burned his life and turned into a torch to light up a small area, Meng Chao and the others would not have been able to last until dawn.
Even now, Principal Sun's physical body had stopped circulating, but his strongest mind was still erupting like a volcano. It charged against the magnetic field of the entire planet and surged against the spirit energy in the world. It turned into sparks of light.
The light was like an invisible barrier that separated the humans and monsters.
Under the illumination of the humans' minds, the Bloody Moon Wolf King curled up, lurked, and hesitated.
The beast knew that Principal Sun was already dead.
However, it could clearly sense that the dead Principal Sun's body was still filled with, gushing out, and erupting with a power that made it feel deep respect for him.
It was just like the demon subduing poles that were as powerful as lightning. They were still attacking its skull from both sides.
At that moment, the Bloody Moon Wolf King was also heavily injured.
The dagger stuck in its spine had touched its spinal cord, causing it to stagger and limp.
The left side of its skull caved in. The huge pressure from the bleeding in its brain caused wisps of blood and crushed bones to gush out nonstop.
Its left eyeball was completely protruding, and it hung outside its eye socket like a rotten grape. It was connected to a pitiful nerve cord, and every time it shook its head, it would feel a piercing pain.
The pain made it angry and terrified. It could not tell whether it should retreat with its tail between its legs and its prestige, which would make it lose its status as a wolf king, or rush forward regardless of the cost to tear open all the humans' throats and dig out their eyeballs so that they would have a taste of its own medicine.
Yes, the terrifying old man was already dead.
But the mental flames that surged out of the depths of its mind spread to the younger human holding it, causing the young man to burn as well. He exuded the exact same and increasingly terrifying presence.
The wolf king Meng Chao let out a shrill howl, and its remaining right eye shone with a brutal and cunning light.
It swung its paw in the direction of the city.
It was as if it was saying, "Run! Put down this damn corpse and run back to your shiny nest, and I'll spare your life!"
Meng Chao understood the Bloody Moon Wolf King's intentions.
Indeed, the number of wolves had been reduced by a large margin, and practically all the Demonic Bloody Moon Wolves were covered in wounds.
It was impossible for the wolf king to launch a large-scale hunt and kill all the humans.
But it needed an even more bloody and brutal massacre to rebuild its authority and protect its position as leader.
It was afraid and did not want to take down Meng Chao, who was a tough nut to crack. It just wanted to kill a few examinees and run back to its nest to heal its wounds.
If Meng Chao turned around and ran, he would most likely survive.
The bottom line of the Bloody Moon Slaughterer mission was to escape from the wolves' encirclement.
As long as he stayed alive, he would get five thousand contribution points.
And with his score, he would have no problem in getting into college. Even if he did not get into the ace course of an ace university, he could use his contribution points to exchange for it and increase his learning efficiency to the max. As long as he had enough cultivation resources, even if he was obedient, he could still rise to the top in any course he chose.
Running seemed to be the most logical choice.
But …
To humans, even if they knew that they were going to die, they would still bet everything on it. Even if they had their bones crushed, they would still do it, right?
Meng Chao put down the old principal's corpse gently, carefully, and solemnly.
A smile that was very similar to a human's appeared on the wolf king's face, as if it was saying, "That's right, boy. That's right."
Meng Chao smiled back at it. Then, he grabbed the curled, dented saber that looked like a chainsaw.
The wolf king's smile froze, as if it had been whipped by a human.
"You want to spare me? But I won't spare you! "
To hell with the mission, to hell with the contribution points, and to hell with getting into college.
At that moment, Meng Chao only had one thought in his mind.
He wanted to take the old principal's Demon Subduing Pole and stab the monster's throat to its butt!
"One Hundred Saber Techniques, Ultimate Level! Break through!"
Meng Chao had been training madly for a month before the national college examination, and he had accumulated more than five thousand contribution points.
And during the practical test just now, the encouragement, the rescue, and the process of killing the Demonic Bloody Moon Wolves, he had accumulated nearly two thousand contribution points. His Skillfulness for the One Hundred Saber Techniques was also close to Perfect Level.
At that moment, he did not even blink. In one go, he poured all his contribution points into the One Hundred Saber Techniques.
He pushed this saber technique that had been used by countless Dragon Citizens from the past to the future. It had been used to attack pests, jackals, wolves, tigers, leopards, and all sorts of strange creatures!
What was Ultimate Level?
Perfect Level represented the limit of skill. Every detail was perfect, and every action was in accordance with the supreme principles of ergonomics and life science. Theoretically speaking, there was no room for improvement.
But humans have never been reasonable creatures.
All laws were meant to be broken.
When a person's skill was refined and reached Perfect Level, he could compress his anger, hatred, determination to protect, belief in survival, and will for revenge into his saber and fists to deliver a fatal strike that defied all common sense.
This was the f * cking "Ultimate"!
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