Godslayer: The Progenitor of Symbiotes

Upon arriving at the armory, the first thing they saw was Zhao Yuan directing a group of new recruits to find places to hide.

Upon seeing Qin Xue and Bai Lingmo, Zhao Yuan's lips curled up. He walked over to the two of them, carrying a long stick, and stared intently at Qin Xue, speaking in what he considered a very cool tone.

"Qin Xue, we're preparing to ambush them. You should come with us; it'll be safer that way."

"Then I want to come too." Bai Lingmo waved her hand, blocking Zhao Yuan's gaze from Qin Xue.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuan's brows furrowed and his face darkened. He decisively said, "No, go find somewhere to stay yourself."

Bai Lingmo pouted and muttered under her breath, "So what if he's afraid of losing? What's so great about that?"

Zhao Yuan's face darkened even more. "You can mutter whatever you want, but why did you have to let me hear you?"

"Did I let you listen? Didn't you listen to it yourself? Your ears are on your body, not mine," Bai Lingmo retorted fiercely.

Zhao Yuan sighed in exasperation, losing all interest in arguing with Bai Lingmo. He calmly said, "What I want is to win the match. What do you mean I'm afraid of losing? Let me tell you, if it were a ring match, I could take them all down by myself!"

Bai Lingmo nodded, seemingly agreeing with an "Oh," but inwardly she muttered, "What a pretentious guy!!"

"Forget it, forget it, why should I explain to you?" Zhao Yuan looked at Qin Xue and smiled confidently. "Remember to protect yourself. If you encounter any enemies, come here to find me, and I will protect you."

Qin Xue nodded awkwardly, feeling that it was strange that he treated her like this after only meeting her once.

Bai Lingmo pulled Qin Xue inside and grabbed two straight knives. When they came out, she casually shouted at Zhao Yuan, "So confident? Be careful you don't get beaten so badly you wet your butt!"

Zhao Yuan scoffed at such words, looked down at the long staff in his hand, and said calmly, "Don't worry, I'm not Zhao if I don't knock those two bastards' heads off today."

After leaving the armory, Bai Lingmo led Qin Xue toward the dormitory.

Qin Xue thought about it and felt that Bai Lingmo was acting strangely. It seemed like no one played with her, but she didn't seem to have a bad relationship with the other recruits.

"Lingmo, why would Zhao Yuan protect me, a newcomer, instead of you?" Qin Xue asked slowly.

“Well…” Bai Lingmo thought for a moment, then said with a mischievous smile, “Because she likes you.”

"But I advise you not to accept him. Although he is quite strong, he is a womanizer. He even pursued me before."

Qin Xue frowned slightly. "Then why hasn't he stopped pursuing you?"

Bai Lingmo smiled faintly, not directly answering Qin Xue's question, "It's a long story, but you'll find out in a bit."

Back in the girls' dormitory building, Bai Lingmo led Qin Xue to the door of a dormitory room on the second floor.

"This is my dorm room. We can just wait here until the competition is over," Bai Lingmo said, pushing open the dorm room door.

Qin Xue looked at the dormitory room with a somewhat subtle expression, because this... was also her dormitory room.

Upon entering the dormitory, Bai Lingmo immediately noticed that another bed, which should have been empty, was now covered with a bed.

"Huh? Someone actually moved into my dorm?" Bai Lingmo looked at Qin Xue with disappointment. "I was hoping you would move in too."

Qin Xue covered her mouth and laughed, "Is it possible that this is my bed?"

"Huh?" Bai Lingmo immediately realized that everyone was training and no one had time to move things.

"Haha, that's great! We're actually in the same dorm!" Bai Lingmo happily hugged Qin Xue.

……

Behind that large iron gate in the center of the training camp.

Hundreds of figures, clad in purple cloaks and wielding weapons, gathered in front of the iron gate.

Here, a total of 150 Night Watchmen who practice the [Lightning Summoning Technique] have gathered.

Based on their positions, the 150 people here are divided into three groups.

The larger group followed behind a man, who was leading the group and had a large knife on his back.

The ranks behind them were neat and upright, exuding a masculine aura in the dark environment filled with thunderclouds.

These people are all special forces soldiers selected by the military from all over the Great Xia, and their military skills have been integrated into their daily lives.

Another smaller group was led by a woman wielding a long spear. Although this group was equally well-organized, it always felt somewhat lacking.

Without a doubt, these people were all scions of various families in the Great Xia Dynasty.

The last part is strange; it can no longer be called a team because... he was just one person.

The leading military man glanced at the time; there was still half an hour before the competition started.

The woman on the other side glanced at the young man who was idly swinging on the dormitory railing in the distance, and frowned.

The woman looked at the leader of the group next to her, a military man, and said, "Wang Gang, come with me for a moment. We can't let that kid be idle every time."

Wang Gang glanced at the young man as well, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded. "Let's go."

The two walked side by side to the young man's side, and the woman spoke first, "Li Daoxuan, you can't be idle this time. Our victories are never complete because of you."

Upon hearing this, Li Daoxuan looked up at the woman and said, "Wei Ziwei, don't you know it's going to rain soon?"

Wei Ziwei's face turned cold. "What do you mean? What does the competition have to do with whether it rains or not?"

“Of course I do.” Li Daoxuan nodded matter-of-factly. “When it rains, I have to take shelter from the rain, and when I take shelter from the rain, I naturally can’t fight.”

Faced with Li Daoxuan's nonchalant reply, Wei Ziwei clenched her fists, trying her best to suppress her anger. "How did you know it would rain?! If it didn't rain, would you have helped?!"

"Alright, let me speak." Wang Gang took over the conversation, looked at Li Daoxuan, and calmly said, "Li Daoxuan, this is a competition. The instructors don't want to see you play passively, but rather us unite and win the competition."

For some reason, Li Daoxuan's expression became unusually serious when facing Wang Gang. "Old Wang, I know what you're thinking, but... it really is going to rain soon!"

Wang Gang spoke sternly, exuding an aura of authority even in the rain, "We'll fight it, no matter what."

"Why are you suddenly so serious this time?" Li Daoxuan looked at Wang Gang in confusion. A few seconds later, he nodded in annoyance. "Ugh, what a hassle. We agreed that you'd wash my clothes for a month after I beat you up."

Wei Ziwei glanced at Wang Gang, her eyes full of confusion. Li Daoxuan, who usually refuted both of them, actually agreed so easily?

On the way to the group, Wei Ziwei asked, "Why did he agree so easily this time?"

“Maybe he really can tell fortunes,” Wang Gang said calmly.