In the end, the Golden-Winged Holy Light Tiger, like all the Class 7 Direbeasts that Ling Jiu had killed before, was killed by a long sword that pierced its brain.
When its huge body fell from the air, all the trainees were stunned.
"Ling... Ling Jiu killed a Class 7 Direbeast?"
“Oh
my
god！ He killed a Class 7 Direbeast? I must be mistaken! I must be mistaken! "
"Ling Jiu is so powerful that he can even kill a Class 7 Direbeast?"
"Damn it! I can barely kill a Class 6 Direbeast, and he can even kill a Class 7 Direbeast. Is the gap between us really that big? "
The trainees were shocked. When their teacher killed a Class 7 Direbeast, they would only cheer and not be so surprised.
Just like on the other side, the four teachers had completely suppressed the other four Class 7 Direbeasts, and it was only a matter of time before they killed them.
The trainees were not surprised because they were the teachers of the training camp, and they had the strength to do so.
Who was Ling Jiu?
He was just a trainee of the Super Training Camp like them. How could he kill a Class 7 Direbeast?
What a joke!
"Yuhe, our teamwork is getting better and better!"
Ling Jiu put away the Golden-Winged Holy Light Tiger's body and could not help but look at Yuhe with a burning gaze.
"It's... it's okay!"
Ai Yuhe blushed under his gaze. Her heart was thumping like a little deer. "He's actually looking at me like that. Could it be …"
"Dimensional Shackle is really a good arcana. Now I still need Yuhe's help to kill a Class 7 Direbeast. If I replicate the Dimensional Arcana, I should be able to kill a Class 7 Direbeast alone!"
Ling Jiu secretly thought to himself. "Next, I'll replicate Yuhe's Dimensional Arcana!"
Without the Class 7 Direbeast, the Beast Tide finally retreated.
Once this happened, it was out of control, especially without the Three-headed Frostfire Scaled Dragon to stop them, more and more Direbeasts fled into the distance.
When the rest of the beasts saw this, they didn't have the will to continue fighting, and they all fled.
In just a few breaths, the Direbeasts fled in all directions!
"It's retreating!"
"The Beast Tide is retreating!"
"We won! We won! "
Seeing the Beast Tide finally retreating, the trainees on the city wall cheered and cheered. Although many of them were exhausted, they looked very excited.
"They've finally been defeated!"
Ling Jiu looked in the direction where the camp commandant and the Three-headed Frostfire Scaled Dragon had left. "I wonder if the camp commandant killed the Three-headed Frostfire Scaled Dragon?"
"With the Battalion Commandant's ability, killing the Three-headed Frostfire Scaled Dragon would be a piece of cake!"
Zhou Ji appeared behind Ling Jiu. "After all, the camp commandant is a powerful Level 9 Arcanist!"
"A Level 9 Arcanist?"
Ling Jiu looked at Zhou Ji and was stunned. "The camp commandant is a Level 9 Arcanist?"
"Of course!"
Zhou Ji looked at Ling Jiu with a complicated look in his eyes. "There are several Level 9 Direbeasts on the Australian continent. As the head of the training camp, if Camp Commandant does not have the strength to fight the Level 9 Direbeasts, the Super Training Camp would have been destroyed by the Direbeasts a long time ago!"
"You're right!"
Ling Jiu suddenly realized something.
"Ling Jiu, you are going to be rich!"
Zhou Ji was very envious. "With your talent and the strength you have shown so far, it won't be long before you can go to the ultimate matriculation camp."
"The ultimate matriculation camp?"
Ling Jiu raised an eyebrow. He had heard the camp commandant mention this name before.
Ultimate!
The meaning of an Ultimate Arcanist.
Level 1 or 2, low-level Arcanists.
Level 3 or 4, mid-level Arcanists.
Level 5 or 6, high-level Arcanists.
Level 7 or 8, top-level Arcanists.
Level 90, Ultimate Arcanists.
As the name suggested, the ultimate matriculation camp was a place to cultivate Level 90 Arcanists.
Level 90 Arcanists!
Looking at the billions of people in the world, there were only a few who had reached this level. That showed how rare Level 9 and Level 10 Arcanists were.
"In our batch, you are the most likely to enter the ultimate matriculation camp."
Zhou Ji said with an envious look. "When you come out of the ultimate matriculation camp in the future, you will at least be a Level 9 Arcanist. I am so jealous!"
"No way!"
Ling Jiu waved his hand. "Let's wait until we successfully graduate from the super training camp. It's too far away to talk about that."
"You are right!"
Zhou Ji nodded slightly.
On the other side, the four teachers had finally killed four Class 7 Direbeasts. The result was that the Beast Tide was routed even more thoroughly.
Not long after, all the surviving Direbeasts had fled, leaving behind corpses and rivers of blood.
"We won!"
"The Beast Tide is really terrifying!"
"It's much better this time! If it were a medium or small base city, the Beast Tide would usually cause heavy losses. In contrast, we are much luckier this time, with no casualties! "
"It's not really luck. After all, we have gathered the world's top rookies, and with the help of the camp commandant and the teachers, we were able to repel the Beast Tide!"
"How is the camp commandant now?"
"Look over there!"
Someone shouted, and everyone looked over. They saw a burly figure coming from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of them.
His hair was white, and he looked hale and hearty.
It was the camp commandant.
"The camp commandant is back!"
"The camp commandant is finally back!"
"Did the camp commandant kill the Three-headed Frostfire Scaled Dragon?"
Ling Jiu also stared at the camp commandant, his eyes full of doubt. If the camp commandant had killed the Three-headed Frostfire Scaled Dragon, then the Divine Spring of Life on Mount Kosciuszko...
"…"
The camp commandant came to the top of the city, looking at the corpses and the retreating Beast Tide, and nodded with satisfaction. "You have done a good job, successfully repelling the Beast Tide and protecting the safety of the training camp!"
"Later, claim the Direbeast carcasses, and then hand them over to the logistics department. This will be counted in your score!"
"Yes, Camp Commandant!"
The trainees responded one after another.
"Okay!"
The camp commandant nodded and was about to leave. Ling Jiu saw this and asked, "Camp commandant, is the Three-headed Frostfire Scaled Dragon dead?"
The trainees also looked at the camp commandant.
"I could only repel it, but not kill it! So, it is still alive! "
The camp commandant took a deep look at Ling Jiu and then left.
"You can't kill it?"
"Why can't the camp commandant kill the Three-headed Frostfire Scaled Dragon? Do any of you know? "
Hearing the camp commandant's words, the trainees looked at each other, and Ling Jiu was also puzzled.
"The camp commandant can't kill the Three-headed Frostfire Scaled Dragon? Why is that? "
...
In the blink of an eye, it was Sunday afternoon again, and the central square was crowded.
"It's the seventh week!"
"I wonder what the ranking will be this week?"
"Yeah, because of the Beast Tide last week, many trainees have made a fortune, and their scores will definitely improve!"
"That's right! Just resisting the Beast Tide for half a day, I have hunted more Direbeasts than I did on Thursday and Friday. My ranking will definitely soar! "
At 6 o 'clock, the ranking was updated on time.
"Sure enough!"
"Ling Jiu is number one again!"
"I don't even bother to look at number one, because it's not necessary!"
"Damn! Look at Ling Jiu's score, isn't it too exaggerated? "
"Hiss! How can it be so high? "
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