Time and Space Management Bureau: Live broadcast with Dingliu in the end of the world

Su Jiancheng's eyes flickered, clearly recalling some unpleasant scene, and her gaze returned to the two people in the circle of fire.

Hui didn't get a reassuring answer, but it was clear that Vice Captain Su's position would probably be ranked after Bai Mengyan's.

Bai Mengyan observed the faint energy movement of the "field," and Wu Neng had nowhere to hide under the illumination of the light spots.

She whispered to Cheng Kaixi, "Kaixi, keep an eye on the spilled energy and don't let it drift into Wolf Valley. I've sealed off the area, and you'll need to clear it if necessary."

Those abilities that could hide in the night were nowhere to be seen in Cheng Kaixi's eyes.

"Yes, I'm keeping an eye on it, don't worry."

Leng Yuexiu's actions were very bold, but since he did them, he must have been careful. Bai Mengyan's prior instructions were simply a backup plan.

As a faint black mist lingered, Wu Wei's mind became increasingly unstable.

With a flick of his wrist, Leng Yuexiu struck Wu Wei again with the hilt of his short sword, simultaneously retracting all the increasingly active energy that was trying to penetrate Wu Wei's body.

This small influence was enough to sway his rationality.

Although vanadium is classified as a malignant energy with extremely high harmfulness, it is not entirely without merit.

At special junctures like this, it's highly effective to hone one's will and unleash potential.

After being struck hard, Wu Wei leaned forward instinctively, and was hit by Leng Yuexiu's short sword. His left leg hurt, and he knelt down in front of Leng Yuexiu in a disheveled state.

Leng Yuexiu leaned down contemptuously, a sneer between his lips: "They were rejected from the special forces training camp, and were afraid of losing face, so they sent them here to 'gild' their resumes. If the reality show goes well, they can even gain some celebrity status."

When you go back, you can still use the title of elite soldier to put on airs and even act superior, but in reality, you're just a worthless piece of trash.

You can't get into the special operations training camp, you can't get into the Lone Wolf team, and you don't even qualify for the Old A team selection.

Do you think you can stay here?

Waste, garbage, and shoddy goods will still be returned. Do you want to be returned?

Wu Wei clutched his stomach, which had just been struck hard; each word felt like an invisible sword piercing his heart.

Scenes flashed through his mind: the gloating, pointing, contemptuous, and mocking expressions of his mortal enemies gradually overlapped with Leng Yuexiu's face.

Humiliation and anger surged within him, and a thought urged him: kill him, kill him and all will be well, kill him and no one will call him a good-for-nothing anymore.

The difference between eyes that hold murderous intent and those that don't is even more pronounced in the energy field.

Those selected for the training camp have all had their backgrounds thoroughly investigated.

It was easy for Leng Yuexiu to obtain information about Wu Wei; he simply stepped on his sore spot.

Sensing the turmoil in Wu Wei's heart, Leng Yuexiu laughed even more unrestrainedly, his fingers tracing patterns on the black mist, which transformed into small snakes that slithered between his fingers.

"Oh, right, Wu A-mei, who was waiting for you back home, was pressured by her family to go on a blind date before we set off. You should know her blind date very well; it's Yang Jian, the one who squeezed you out of the special forces training camp and got ahead of you. He's from your hometown, right?"

Wu Wei suddenly looked up at Leng Yuexiu, who was talking eloquently. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a vicious criminal.

Leng Yuexiu continued to look at Wu Wei with a mocking expression, "Can't even handle this? Wu Amei is just your childhood sweetheart, maybe the relationship isn't that deep, it's not a big deal that she's with your mortal enemy."

"What about Wang Qian? As far as I know, she seems to be the white moonlight that you can't have. You know, before she got together with your old squad leader, she liked you. Do you think she didn't choose you in the end?"

For a moment, Wu Wei, who was burning with rage, was stunned. The murderous intent in his eyes faded a little, and he actually really wanted to know the reason.

Leng Yuexiu smiled meaningfully, "Of course, it was the work of your closest brother in the Armed Police Force, Wang Xu."

Wu Wei jumped up, forgetting that he was in a fight. He instinctively reached for Leng Yuexiu's shoulder, but Leng Yuexiu swung his short sword with one hand to push him away.

His face gradually turned red, and his anger continued to build.

Wang Xu was a brother he had entrusted with his life and fortune time and time again.

In his view, their relationship was just as tacit and reliable as Su Jiancheng's relationship with Leng Yuexiu.

Wu Wei stared intently at Leng Yuexiu, roaring, "This is impossible! You're provoking me!"

Leng Yuexiu's smile vanished, replaced by a cold and arrogant expression, his disdainful gaze fixed on Wu Wei opposite him.

"Who do you think you are? Do I need to make up lies and tell stories to fool you?"

Leng Yuexiu shook his head indifferently, "You're pathetic and pitiful. You can easily break down your defenses with the slightest trivial matter. You're not qualified to join the chief battle group at all."

Without any hesitation, Leng Yuexiu turned and walked towards the edge of the fire circle.

Wu Wei stood there motionless as if struck by lightning, instinctively staring at Leng Yuexiu's back.

At this point, the flame height rose above the knees again, and as the energy was diluted and consumed, the flame of the fire ring gradually stabilized from fluorescent green to orange-red.

Leng Yuexiu walked to the edge of the fire circle, and a chilling power emanated from him, instantly suppressing the flames to the lowest level until they were extinguished.

Without the illumination of the flames, the surrounding environment darkened instantly, leaving only the single spot of light in the air, lonely and tranquil.

The onlookers were now completely silent. Wasn't the way things were going a little too strange?

Su Jiancheng and Bai Mengyan felt a chill run down their spines; they had really gone too far.

Usually, it's Su Jiancheng who goes up to ease the tension in these situations, but he always feels something's not right, so he just stands there without moving.

Hui Xin was anxious. This was just a simple competition, but it had turned out like this, and Wu Wei would not be able to stay in the team.

Leng Yuexiu has absolute authority; he clearly knows what he just said. If we don't do something now, there will truly be no room for maneuver.

Hui didn't care about anything else and started walking towards Leng Yuexiu.

Just then, a vortex seemed to appear around Wu Wei, and he roared, "The fight isn't over yet! I'm not a piece of trash either!"

The cyclone suddenly boomed and spread outwards, raising a cloud of dust.

With a thought, Bai Mengyan used her spatial abilities to pull Hui back from a distance.

The blade and tip of the black dagger in Wu Wei's hand gleamed faintly. Suddenly, the dagger flew out of his hand, its target being Leng Yuexiu's back as he left.

Given the incredible speed at which Wu Wei threw the dagger in his rage, Leng Yuexiu was waiting for his emotional outburst.

He neither dodged nor flinched, but turned around and pulled open half of the scabbard, using the blade of the short sword to catch the dagger once more.

With a crisp "ding," the dagger struck its target, still hovering in mid-air with considerable force, the straight blade dented under the weight.

Hearing the faint cracking sound of the short knife in his hand, Leng Yuexiu's eyes narrowed. He channeled his supernatural power into the blade, stopping the knife from shattering. The recoil sent the dagger flying back towards Wu Wei.