Godslayer: At the start, the power of the Five Elements transforms into Iron Fist Tiger.

"Damn it, I can't take it anymore! Everyone, let's attack together! If we beat them down, we can eat them all!!" A voice rang out from the new recruits, and many who were starving and dizzy made a move to stand up.

Seeing the situation was turning bad, Lin Qiye looked at Ling Yue with resentment, after all, this whole thing was caused by them. However, now that he had taken a bite of the meat, he couldn't just sit idly by.

"Brother Yue, what do we do now?"

"What to do? If it's not going to work, then let's not do it!!" Ling Yue made a gesture as if he was about to flip the table, but fortunately Wang Mian next to him stopped him in time, otherwise their meal would have been ruined.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang also used the Divine Ruins. After all, he no longer needed to suppress his strength. Facing two hundred newcomers in the Zhan Realm, he could rewind whenever he wanted.

The Time Ruins enveloped the entire canteen, and the time of the more than two hundred new recruits who stood up gradually rewound, back to before they had just seen the raw meat.

For a moment, everyone felt a sense of disorientation, and then they saw the raw meat and white steamed buns in front of them, and then looked at the fragrant dishes in the center of the cafeteria.

"What's going on? Why are we allowed to eat raw meat while Ling Yue and Lin Qiye get to eat with the [Masked] team!?"

"Of course, it's a reward for those who performed well yesterday." Ling Yue casually explained when he saw this. He originally planned to transform into an Ice Deer or a Flame Crane to control or knock them unconscious, but he didn't expect the King to make a move.

"Huh? Is that so? But I feel like I've forgotten something..."

The group suddenly thought of getting up to steal food again, but after seeing the Ge Yuan and the pink hammer that Wang Mian had placed on the table, they decided against it. After all, the [Masked] team's performance yesterday was still fresh in their minds, and if they weren't blinded by jealousy, they wouldn't dare to fight them.

Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan, who witnessed the whole thing, were somewhat frightened. They never expected that so many people in the audience could have their faces reversed so calmly. It was terrifying.

This time, Ling Yue didn't make a smacking sound, and Lin Qiye successfully escaped the raw meat, but it was the two underlings, Shen Qingzhu, and Molly who suffered.

"Captain Wangmian, I'd like to ask you about the Divine Agent."

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Outside the cafeteria, the sharp, piercing whistle sounded again.

bass--!

Ling Yue was still eating, and Lin Qiye hadn't even reacted when the Masked Squad in front of him suddenly stood up and started running away.

"Hey. Not many. We're not new recruits, why are we running?" Whirlpool was the first to react.

Wang Mian scratched his head awkwardly, "Ahem, it's just a conditioned reflex. It's mainly because my experience as a new recruit back then is too unforgettable. Let's keep eating, don't worry about it."

The new recruits quickly headed to the training ground to assemble, as none of them wanted to be late for the laps again.

"Brother Yue, aren't you going?" Lin Qiye knew that Ling Yue would be a special case, but he didn't expect that Ling Yue would still not join the training for the first time.

Ling Yue quickly chewed the braised pork and rice stuffed in his mouth. "You go first, I'll go after I'm full."

Lin Qiye was speechless. "Alright, I'll go first then." He turned and left, though it would be better if you ignored the two fried chicken legs he was holding.

"Sigh, it's good to have privileges. Back in the day, we were..." Whirlpool looked at Ling Yue's unhurried demeanor and suddenly felt envious, then recounted how they were back then.

......

"Seven Nights, you're the best! I've decided, from now on you're number one in my heart! Brother Yue can only be number two!"

Baili Pangpang was so moved that tears streamed down his face.

Lin Qiye gave two chicken legs to Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan, since they couldn't hide their desire to eat even if they tried to.

Cao Yuan also pledged his loyalty to Lin Qiye: "Qiye, I have no way to repay your great kindness, I can only..." Before Cao Yuan could finish speaking, Lin Qiye stuffed a chicken leg into his mouth.

"Hurry up and eat! Even a chicken leg can't shut you up."

"oh oh."

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On the training field, a young and unfamiliar instructor stood in the center, his gaze sweeping over the many new recruits.

"What makes us want to fight so many mysterious beings?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhu lazily raised her hand to report. "Report! It's thanks to the powerful Forbidden Ruins!"

The instructor sneered twice upon hearing this. He was one of the top close combat fighters in the country, but even without using the Forbidden Ruins, he could still kill the mysterious figure with his strong physical qualities and combat experience.

"Faced with all sorts of diverse and ever-changing mysteries, unless your forbidden realm is extremely powerful, powerful enough to kill a mystery with a snap of your fingers, can you do it?"

Shen Qingzhu raised an eyebrow and smiled. She hadn't expected the instructor to be so accurate!

"Of course I can do it! Nobody can do it better than me!"

The instructor sneered upon hearing this, never expecting to encounter such a boastful recruit so soon after arriving.

"What is your forbidden ruins?"

“Sequence 068, [Qi Min].” Shen Qingzhu smiled wickedly, not expecting someone to offer themselves up for him to beat.

"Ahem, that doesn't count!" Upon hearing this, the instructor decided to invalidate the answer on the spot and instead asked someone else.

Does anyone have another answer?

In the crowd, a chubby boy with greasy lips suddenly raised his hand.

"Report, it's all about money!"

Upon hearing this, the instructor's lips curled into a sneer; he had regained his confidence.

"Rely on money? How can you fight the mysterious forces with money? Smash them to death or bribe them to commit suicide?"

Having said that, without giving Baili Pangpang a chance to refute, "It all comes down to physical fitness and combat skills. Today, let me teach you close combat with cold weapons!"

No sooner had the instructor finished speaking than Ling Yue's voice came from outside.

"Report!" Ling Yue, dressed in military uniform, stood outside, looking completely unconcerned.

Instructor Han's eyes lit up when he saw Ling Yue; he had been worried about not having a suitable person to practice swordsmanship with!

Instructor Han said sternly, "Come here! What time is it and you're still late! I'll let you skip the laps for now since it's my class, but I'll let you cooperate with me so everyone can see how to practice swordsmanship."

Ling Yue felt completely innocent about this, saying, "Wasn't this supposed to be a special privilege? Besides, Instructor Han, you're really taking on one elite opponent at a time!"

"What are you still standing there for? Do you want to run laps?" Seeing that Ling Yue was not cooperating, Instructor Han shouted, and Ling Yue quickly came over.

Instructor Han took out two wooden swords and handed one to Ling Yue.

"Next, I'll attack, you defend. Understand?" Instructor Han repeated, seeing that the person in front of him seemed a little dazed and uneasy.

"Oh, I understand now." Ling Yue also realized that Instructor Han was taking him for a fool!

Inside the underground surveillance system—

"Instructor Hong, is Instructor Han going to mess things up?!"

Instructor Hong also looked doubtful, his tone somewhat uncertain: "It shouldn't be that bad, right? Even if he can't beat Ling Yue, wouldn't he be able to easily defeat the other new recruits with his combat skills?"

"Ahem, let's not worry about things that don't matter."

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"Ready? I'm going in." Instructor Han was completely relieved this time. He noticed that Ling Yue's grip on the knife was completely wrong, somewhere between a complete novice and someone who didn't know how to hold a knife at all. But he didn't know that Ling Yue was using a sword, and he hadn't taken this fight seriously.

"Alright, Instructor, you can do it now." Ling Yue's tone was somewhat conflicted; he was struggling with which method to use to defeat Instructor Han.

It seems that sometimes having too many abilities can be a burden...