Godslayer: The Progenitor of Symbiotes

Outside the armory, a flurry of footsteps was followed by the sounds of clashing weapons, shattering Wei Ziwei's hopes of calling for backup.

“We have 221 people on our side, no, it should be 222 people, while you only have 150 people. Given the disparity in strength, we still have a chance of winning. After eliminating you, I will naturally eliminate Wang Gang.”

Zhao Yuan gently shook the long staff; at this moment, he was already confident of victory.

In the previous matches, he always fought alone. Although he lost every match, he had already figured out the approximate strength of Wei Ziwei and Wang Gang.

Compared to Wei Ziwei, Wang Gang has an advantage in combat skills and physical fitness. However, Wei Ziwei has an amazing burst of power in a short period of time. In previous battles, Zhao Yuan had to be wary of Wei Ziwei's sudden burst of power.

This time, with thirty people again, they could wear her down even if they just kept her at bay, so there was no need to worry about her outburst.

"Zhao Yuan! You might be able to outnumber me today, but you definitely won't win. Li Daoxuan has already agreed to help!"

Wei Ziwei wielded her spear, using her agile movements to attack the person closest to her.

"You...you'll still lose today!!"

Wei Ziwei's sudden move instantly ignited the atmosphere, and the other twenty-eight people immediately stepped forward!

In the blink of an eye, a chaotic barrage of attacks pounced on Wei Ziwei like hyenas fighting for food.

"Get away!!"

A loud roar came from the crowd. In an instant, Wei Ziwei, relying on the advantage of her long spear, which was "an inch longer, an inch stronger," and its explosive power, forced the thirty people around her to retreat.

Zhao Yuan's lips curled into a sneer, "I didn't get to have enough fun with Li Daoxuan last time, but this time I can have another go at him."

Wei Ziwei looked grim; caught in a fierce battle, she had no time to argue with Zhao Yuan.

She wielded her spear and various other weapons, but no matter how rich her combat experience, how long her training, or how strong her physique, she couldn't compete with the continuous attacks of these twenty-odd people.

Often, one second they would knock away a longsword, and the next second a longsword would appear right in front of them.

Time passed by, and Zhao Yuan watched from the sidelines the whole time. The competition lasted for ten hours, so he didn't care about these few minutes at all.

In previous competitions, the most time-consuming part was always chasing down those who were hiding.

About seven or eight minutes later, Zhao Yuan's idle gaze began to return to his senses. He gripped his long stick tightly and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

With a single step, the heavy force slammed into the ground, revealing a tiny crack, and the explosive power sent the long staff hurtling heavily toward Wei Ziwei.

If Wei Ziwei leans more towards technique and explosiveness, then Zhao Yuan leans more towards strength and explosiveness.

Although there were no superfluous movements, the entire action was fluid, natural, and seamless, full of power.

The pale green shadow of the stick swept through the air, like a fierce ape emerging from the mountains and forests, its momentum as unstoppable as Mount Tai!

Wei Ziwei's hands, gripping the spear tightly, trembled slightly; the intense battle had left her arms aching.

However, such pain was not enough to make her give up the fight.

Wei Ziwei's gaze was firm; her pride would not allow her to give up the fight so easily!

With a sudden burst of strength from both arms, the spear pierced the staff at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye!

clang--!

A piercing clang of metal rang out, accompanied by a blinding flash of sparks, and the spear in Wei Ziwei's hand flew out of her grasp.

Zhao Yuan stopped at the right moment, looking down at Wei Ziwei, "Today I won unfairly, but... I have to admit, I do have more potential than you."

Sheathed his staff and strode towards the armory. Zhao Yuan said calmly, "...I'm going to find Li Daoxuan."

Wei Ziwei stared intently at the spear that had fallen in the distance. Raindrops that remained on her cloak slid slowly down, dripping from her fingertips that peeked out from under the cloak.

After a long while, her pale face turned cold. She had been defeated by Zhao Yuan's trickery this time, but she would definitely repay him a hundredfold in the next competition!

Picking up the fallen spear, Wei Ziwei strode confidently into the rain.

……

Underground at the training camp.

Hong Hao looked at Wei Ziwei walking alone into the rain on the screen, a smile playing on his lips. He said with satisfaction, "Zhao Yuan is acting out of character today. He originally only thought about relying on his own strength to fight Wei Ziwei, but I really didn't expect this."

Yuan Gang leaned back in his chair, rubbing his chin. "Zhao Yuan has great potential, but also great limitations. If he's just a [Mountain Boss], then at most he's a high-risk forbidden area."

"But he has an extra 'wood' character in his name, and our training camp is located in the suburbs, which means that his forbidden energy cannot be completely suppressed."

"Hehehe..." Senior Li looked at Wei Ziwei, who was slowly disappearing from the blind spot of the surveillance on the screen, "That means that our Ziwei is actually quite good. Among this group of people, her talent ranks third. If she uses thunder magic, that kid Zhao might not be able to do it."

Hong Hao glanced at Senior Li and noticed that he was in a good mood, so he said quietly, "That being said, even without the character 'wood,' 'Mountain Duke' hasn't used his abilities yet, has he? Actually, we still have the advantage in terms of strength."

Senior Li's smile froze, and he tugged at his beard, saying with displeasure, "Heh, Hong Hao, are you deliberately trying to sabotage me? You should know that my good disciple hasn't even made a move yet."

Hong Hao thought for a moment and then slowly said, "...I believe Qin Xue is no worse than him."

……

Girls' dormitory, room 209 on the second floor.

Bai Lingmo glanced at the figures flashing by in the dim light outside the window, and shook her head with a "tsk tsk".

"Qin Xue, I think I heard this morning that your family is the Qin family from the capital. Is that true?"

The constant sounds of fighting outside the dormitory building kept Qin Xue on edge. Her teammates were all fighting, while the two of them were hiding here doing nothing. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't seem right.

Upon hearing Bai Lingmo's question, Qin Xue snapped out of her daze and replied, "Yes, it's the Qin family from the capital."

Bai Lingmo's eyes sparkled with excitement, "Wow, so your brother was last year's archery champion?"

“…Yes.” Qin Xue didn’t quite understand. Was being an archery champion really that exciting?

"No wonder you wanted to use a bow and arrow this morning! The sister of the national champion, your archery skills must be amazing too!"

As Bai Lingmo spoke, she quickly moved closer to Qin Xue's face, her eyes pleading, "Then can you teach me archery? I feel it's too dangerous to fight with a knife."

While Qin Xue wasn't exactly a master archer, she was still better than most people and could easily teach Bai Lingmo.

"Yes... but I can't guarantee I'll teach you very well..."

"It's alright!" Bai Lingmo nodded nonchalantly. "As the old saying goes, 'The master leads you through the door, but the cultivation depends on yourself.' You just need to teach me, and then I can practice diligently on my own."

"Alright then." Qin Xue thought for a moment. Since she had nothing else to do, she decided to talk about the basic principles of archery first. "Let's start by talking about the basic principles of archery."

Bai Lingmo nodded, listening intently...

"After raising the bow, align your eyes, the sight, and a point above the eccentric point on the vertical line. The height at which you raise the bow is generally level with your eyes."

This method of raising the bow allows the shoulders to...

boom--!

A loud bang was heard, and the dormitory door was blown into the dormitory. A cold wind carrying heavy moisture drifted into the dormitory like a ghost in the night.

Qin Xue, who was halfway through her story, was startled and instinctively picked up the straight knife leaning against the bedside.

Bai Lingmo, like a cat with its fur standing on end, angrily shouted at the door, "Li Daoxuan! Do you have...?"

Before she could utter the last word, Bai Lingmo's expression turned grim as she stared intently at the doorway.

The howling wind whipped the hem of the purple cloak. Because the lights were off inside, in the dim light, Bai Lingmo could vaguely make out that the person at the door did not match the figure in her memory.

Wang Gang raised his hand and pressed the light switch on the wall next to him, finally revealing his calm face to the two of them.

"Qin Xue, right? Come out and fight..."