Free Web NovelChapter 113: Chapter 110: A Bloody Case Caused by a Misunderstanding
Feng Hao didn’t consider himself a bloodthirsty fiend, but at this moment, killing intent surged within him.
If this were the game *Mage*, his temper would have already led him on a rampage. But reality wasn’t a game. Dead was dead, with no chance of revival. Besides, before his power had fully developed, he was still bound by many rules.
However, since the Crystal Stele granted the privilege to kill, he had no reason to hold back!
Feng Hao wasted no time on words and attacked directly. He opened with "Dark Moon Slaughter," aiming straight for Cao Heng’s vitals. The techniques he had honed in the game could only reach their full potential in a true life-or-death battle like this.
"You’re overestimating yourself!"
Cao Heng sneered. The light from his sword flared, instantly shredding the force of "Dark Moon Slaughter," and he countered with a slash of Sword Qi.
After all, Cao Heng, who was worthy of a spot on the Strength Division’s Crystal Stele, was no piece of trash like Sha Mingliang. His attacks and dodges were perfectly timed, and his every move was calculated to maximally restrict Feng Hao’s movements.
Unfortunately for him, he had run into Feng Hao—an unshackled Feng Hao.
As Feng Hao dodged with agility, each strike of "Dark Moon Slaughter" targeted a vital point, showing no mercy. Taking advantage of the fact that "Dark Moon Slaughter" had no cooldown or channeling time, he quickly pressured Cao Heng to the point of breathlessness.
’Dammit, to think I’m being suppressed like this by a Level 28 Mage.’
Cao Heng’s expression quickly grew grim. He couldn’t help it. "Dark Moon Slaughter," when fused with a magic soul, was just that unreasonable. His only option was to parry with all his might while looking for an opening to counter with a Secret Technique.
But Feng Hao clearly wasn’t going to give him any openings. While relentlessly suppressing him, he constantly adjusted his positioning, shutting down any chance Cao Heng had.
Meanwhile, the group of Strength Division students Sha Mingliang had brought along had already been routed by the three senior Alchemy students and were fleeing in disarray.
After the melee ended, everyone’s gaze converged on Feng Hao and Cao Heng, their mouths agape in astonishment.
"Whoa, I had no idea Brother Feng was this strong!" Houhuiyao stood in the crowd, a dumbfounded look on his face as he unconsciously gulped.
The other Alchemy students were the same. Even the three seniors were stunned by Feng Hao’s terrifying combat prowess. They had thought Feng Hao was just showing off, but now they realized it wasn’t showing off at all—it was pure confidence.
"Am I seeing things? Cao Heng is actually being suppressed like that?" one of the brown-haired seniors exclaimed, clicking his tongue in amazement.
"Seriously, where did our junior brother come from? He’s this monstrous at only Level 28. If his level were higher, just how much more of a monster would he be?"
"Haha! Let’s see who dares to look down on our Alchemy Division and say we have no one!" the white-robed senior who had spoken with Feng Hao earlier laughed, tilting his head to the sky.
The Alchemy freshmen were even more thrilled, cheering wildly for Feng Hao, their eyes gleaming with excitement.
Elsewhere, inside a window of the administration building, Instructor Yang and Instructor Liang had been monitoring the situation. When they saw Cao Heng being relentlessly suppressed by Feng Hao, they both gasped.
"Looks like we won’t need to intervene," Instructor Yang said, his eyes full of profound meaning as he gazed at Feng Hao.
Instructor Liang’s breathing grew ragged. "We’ve really found a treasure this time! Forget his talent for Alchemy Techniques—his combat awareness and skills alone are enough to instantly defeat any student from the main combat divisions!"
"It seems we’ll have to give that trainee instructor a bigger reward," Instructor Yang said, his eyes glinting.
Instructor Liang nodded in deep agreement. "That’s right. Not just bigger, a *much* bigger one!"
"How about we have the dean put in a request for her to end her internship early?" Instructor Yang suggested.
"I think that’s a great idea. An instructor with such a keen eye for talent is rare. It would be best if she could join our Alchemy Division," Instructor Liang agreed.
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At this point, Cao Heng was in a miserable state. Whenever he tried to cast a Secret Technique, an incoming "Dark Moon Slaughter" would force him to parry. He had no choice; every one of Feng Hao’s attacks was aimed at his vitals, and he had to defend against them.
He had planned to wait until Feng Hao’s Magic Power ran out before counterattacking, but Feng Hao seemed to have a bottomless well of Magic Power, showing no signs of depletion.
’Fuck, what kind of monster is this guy?’ Cao Heng cursed internally.
Finally, Cao Heng lost his patience. Gritting his teeth, he stopped parrying and took the hit from "Dark Moon Slaughter" to activate his Secret Technique. Dozens of sword phantoms fanned out like a folding fan and shot toward Feng Hao.
At the same time, the black force of "Dark Moon Slaughter" successfully struck Cao Heng’s chest. The terrifying dark force damage instantly produced five damage numbers.
Feng Hao sneered inwardly. ’This is the moment I’ve been waiting for.’ Seeing the dozens of sword phantoms speeding toward him, he used Moon Wheel Dance in a spiraling sweep. Although the difference in their power prevented him from dispersing all the phantoms, the two-stage attack of Moon Wheel Dance successfully slashed across Cao Heng’s wrists.
As blood sprayed wildly, the Ghost Stone Powder quickly took effect.
It had to be said, Cao Heng was still very strong. Six sword phantoms swept across Feng Hao, cutting his Qi Blood down by half and knocking him back more than ten meters from the powerful impact.
But Cao Heng was in worse shape. The slashes on his wrists greatly reduced his combat effectiveness. Compounded by the constitution-weakening effect of the Ghost Stone Powder, his overall strength instantly dropped by several levels.
What horrified him even more was Feng Hao’s damage output. He had been at the Five Provinces Academy for so many years and had seen plenty of Dark Force Mages, but he had never seen one so monstrous. High damage was one thing, but his Qi Blood was also ridiculously thick. It was nothing like the power a Level 28 should possess.
Seeing he only had a third of his Qi Blood left, which was still being constantly eroded by the poison, Cao Heng finally felt a trace of fear.
"Sha Mingliang, what kind of fucking monster did you provoke?! I’m done with this! You’re on your own!"
Cao Heng glared back at Sha Mingliang, then turned and fled without a second glance.
Unfortunately, Feng Hao wasn’t about to let him escape so easily. The moment he gave chase, "Black Pupils" suddenly activated. By the time Cao Heng sensed Feng Hao approaching, it was already too late.
The cold dagger instantly sliced across his throat and artery. With his vital points damaged, his life force rapidly plummeted to zero even though his Qi Blood wasn’t empty.
PSH!
Cao Heng clutched his throat in agony and struggled to turn and look at Feng Hao. He pointed a finger at him with wide, staring eyes before collapsing heavily to the ground.
After eliminating Cao Heng, Feng Hao didn’t hesitate for a moment, turning and charging toward Sha Mingliang.
At this point, Sha Mingliang was already pale with fright. He completely fell apart, especially after seeing Cao Heng get killed. "You killed Cao Heng! The academy won’t let you get away with this!"
"Is that so? Then killing one more won’t make a difference, will it?" Feng Hao gave a chilling smile, his dark eyes like those of a demon.
"Don’t kill— Urk... you..."
Sha Mingliang had just started to beg for mercy when the Dark Moon Dagger plunged into his throat.
After killing two people in a row, Feng Hao’s expression remained unchanged. He elegantly wiped the dagger clean, returned it to his Spatial Ring, and turned back to look at the Alchemy students, only to find them all frozen in place, staring at him in terror.
Just as Feng Hao was wondering what was wrong, Instructor Yang and Instructor Liang hurried over, their faces a mixture of shock and gravity.
"Teacher Yang, you’re here too?" Feng Hao grinned. It seemed the two instructors had been watching in secret, which warmed his heart.
But Instructor Liang pointed at him, exasperated and furious. "You brat, why did you have to kill them? Do you have any idea what the consequences are?"
"I do," Feng Hao said with a frown and a nod. "Aren’t students on the Crystal Stele allowed to ignore the school rules?"
Instructor Yang sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He said irritably, "The academy can turn a blind eye to injuring someone, but killing is a different matter entirely! Sigh, I don’t even know what to say to you!"
"..." Feng Hao was instantly dumbfounded, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.
