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Chapter 621 - 253: Who Said I’m Alone?



Chapter 621: Chapter 253: Who Said I’m Alone?

"Jian Lei, a Shield Warrior with S-rank Defense Spirituality."

"Zhao Qing, a Secret Arts Martial Artist, skilled in assassination and disruption."

"This is a very well-rounded team. Their combat experience is far beyond that of those new students."

"Although Lin Ye could easily crush Ren Qiyu, facing a well-coordinated team like this is a completely different matter."

"Even a hero is no match for two opponents, let alone seven."

Mu Qingyin frowned slightly. To be honest, she was rather displeased.

Every situation Lin Ye had encountered was either a sneak attack or a case of being ganged up on.

Although anything could happen in the selection, Lin Ye had taken the initiative to scout alone, so he should have been prepared for this situation.

But she couldn’t help but feel that Lin Ye’s luck was a bit poor.

Though no one said it aloud, everyone subconsciously viewed Lin Ye as the underdog.

However, the turn of events far exceeded their expectations.

Before the altar, Wei Hao’s entire team drew their weapons. They fanned out, closing in on Lin Ye step by step and cutting off all his escape routes.

Wei Hao watched the still-calm Lin Ye and, like a cat toying with a mouse, spoke slowly:

"Kid, let me tell you a little-known fact."

"As long as you don’t press the forfeit button on your watch yourself, even if you don’t have a single shard on you, you’re still not considered eliminated."

"Be smart. Hand over your shards and scram. It’ll save us all the trouble."

"Otherwise, the seven of us ganging up on you... it wouldn’t look good if word got out."

However, faced with the seven’s steady advance and Wei Hao’s condescending "persuasion," the smile on Lin Ye’s face only grew wider.

He looked at Wei Hao, tilted his head slightly, and asked a question that no one saw coming.

"Who said... I’m alone?"

What?!

The expressions on Wei Hao and the other six changed drastically. They snapped to high alert, frantically sweeping the surroundings with their Spiritual Power.

’Could there be others lying in ambush nearby that we didn’t notice?’

In the next moment, while they were still shocked and uncertain...

RUSTLE... RUSTLE RUSTLE...

A series of dense, strange sounds suddenly echoed from the deathly silent primeval forest surrounding the altar, like countless insects crawling.

One after another, shadowy figures emerged in the dim woods.

"On guard! Prepare for battle!" Wei Hao roared, his Gang Sha instantly erupting to cover his body.

However, in the span of a single breath, the strange sounds transformed into a raging torrent!

Dozens, then hundreds of figures of all shapes and sizes flashed out from the shadows in every direction, completely surrounding the entire altar!

Wisps of ghostly figures formed from pure black mist tumbled silently through the air, coalescing into vague humanoid shapes that radiated a soul-chilling cold.

Members of the Rot Eye Race, made of translucent green slime, waved their eight tentacles. The massive, murky eyeball in the center of their bodies stared intently at the seven people on the altar, filled with ravenous hunger.

Even more numerous were the skeletons of the Curse Bone Race, wearing masks of various colors with eerie green ghost-fire burning in their eye sockets. They held bone blades, packed so densely they formed a sea of white bone.

Finally, a giant skeleton easily over ten meters tall, its massive form burning with pitch-black soul-fire, slowly materialized above the altar.

It was clad in a magnificent Necromancer’s Robe and held an exquisite bone scepter. Its aura, as vast as an abyss, made everyone present feel as if they were suffocating.

However, the scene that followed completely shattered the minds of Wei Hao and his team.

That terrifying Curse Bone king, along with the hundreds of fearsome members of the alien races that had impenetrably surrounded the altar, all turned in unison toward the only Gang Condensation Realm youth on the field—

And dropped to one knee, bowing their heads in submission!

As if welcoming their supreme monarch.

The conference room fell deathly silent. Everyone stared blankly at the light screen, as if they had been hit by a Body Fixing Skill, watching the inconceivable and terrifyingly oppressive scene.

They watched the young man, surrounded by countless horrifying members of the alien races, looking like a god.

After a long moment, a muscle in Sun Lie’s face twitched, and he managed to force out a few words.

"What... what the hell... is this Spirituality?"

No one could answer him.

They hadn’t witnessed the qualifying match between Xinhuo and Kunlun, so naturally, they had no idea that Lin Ye actually commanded such a terrifyingly massive Alien Race Legion!

Yi Jiugao’s eyes flickered wildly as he rapidly analyzed the situation in his mind.

"He had previously shown some abilities belonging to the Celestial Abyss Race during the national exam... I just thought he had acquired some special traits or skills."

"But to think... he can directly control so many of them!"

"This kind of ability to control the Celestial Abyss Race is mostly related to mind control. The cases we’ve encountered before were only temporary control."

"But these ones right now... they seem utterly loyal to him."

Zhu Mingyi’s gaze was fixed on the densely packed Curse Bone Race on the screen.

He finally understood why Lin Ye had been able to withstand the damage of a Celestial Human Realm expert in the damage endurance test, almost as if he were exploiting a bug, and ultimately achieve his shocking feat of surpassing Xiao Lingchen.

Zhu Mingyi took a deep breath, feeling as if his understanding of the world was being rewritten again and again today, to the point of collapse.

The more he learned about this young man named Lin Ye, the more he felt how shallow his own knowledge was.

Every time you think you’ve seen the extent of his strength and found some so-called "weakness,"

he’ll turn around and pull out something you’ve never even heard of, something that defies all logic, and slap you right in the face with it.

He...

’Just how many trump cards does he have left?!’

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