latelenovela Chapter 386
Chapter 386
"Are you done yet!?"
"All right!"
Zhong Ming seized her weakness, ran wildly, and stretched his hand back, pinching a hard, round bead in his hand.
When he first picked it up, he thought it was a cannonball. It felt cold and hard, how could it be a ball formed by Taoist magic?
"how to use?"
"Crush it and throw it away."
Zhong Ming understood; he had no spiritual power left, and the power given to him by the pills had been completely used up.
He gave the final order.
"All troops, charge!"
The female cultivator stuffed the snake back into her spirit pet pouch. Looking back, she saw all the burly men, led by Zhong Ming, rushing towards her.
This... although she really wanted to, it was only in her dreams! In her dreams!
She stepped back, not forgetting to make a few sarcastic remarks, "Is this what a general is? He talked so much nonsense, but he still charged in himself. Just a reckless brute."
"Brothers, follow me!" That was all she heard. Zhong Ming's shout was meant to draw her attention and make her overlook another detail.
She rarely gathered her Daoist magic, and the long whip shadows swirling around her gradually faded, revealing a faint purple halo. This halo was impenetrable to both people and attacks. Although it consumed a great deal of energy, how long could the Dao sphere in her hand maintain its form?
Zhong Ming felt the ball in his hand soften, becoming like a lump of wax, and then like a lump of flesh.
Even if he didn't say it, he would know that time was running out.
He tossed the ball high into the air.
Throw it crookedly.
She looked at the staggering man in front of her with a mocking smile. Was this the side effect of taking the pill? A man like that can't be so weak.
Zhong Ming used his gun to brace himself on the ground, then thrust it forward, channeling his last bit of spiritual energy into the Divine Light Armor, where it collided with the halo of light.
"Bang~~"
He was bounced away.
She easily knocked a "guard" away with her long whip; when a person is sprinting at full speed, their side defenses are always so vulnerable.
Wait, something seems to have gone wrong. Did that "Dao Ball" explode?
She suddenly remembered that the ball she had thrown had flown over her head and landed behind her. Turning around, she saw a person staggering along with a ball in his hand. When he saw her looking at him, he roared and charged towards her.
"court death!"
She intended to spin the whip and send the man flying, but then she saw him imitate her, throwing the Dao Fruit aside and raising a small round shield with several explosive talismans on it, which he then rammed into her spiritual energy shield.
Then comes the next one.
When everyone fights to the point of exhaustion, their flesh and blood become the final cannonballs fired at the enemy.
She saw something called "unyielding" in the eyes of these ants. Unbeknownst to her, she herself had become a towering peak, a towering peak standing in the hearts of these people. Now, these people were determined to tear her down, even at the cost of their lives.
"Stop! Stop right now! You'll get blown up!"
Just as she said those words, the ball exploded.
The pale purple halo flickered, teetering on the verge of collapse.
The explosion occurred to her left, but the shield completely blocked its impact, and of course, it also shielded the cultivators rushing towards her from the right.
A large iron hammer slammed down on her right side, followed by a stick, a fist, and even a desperate impact to her shoulder.
"Stop, stop for me."
The spiritual power of the shield was rapidly depleted, and within just four breaths, it almost emptied her dantian.
"He who plays with fire, save him..."
At this moment, she saw a man engulfed in flames, lunging at Huo Xiu. They were tearing at him and beating him like madmen. She had only seen this twice before: once when wild beasts broke free of their cages, and once when the Shield Guards were warriors with wills as strong as steel.
She vaguely heard her comrades shouting, "I'm dead, I'm dead, I've been killed in action, stop!"
He deliberately extinguished the flames burning on the Flame Wolf Army cultivator to prevent a major accident, but the man attacked him like a madman, biting open his clothes. His bloodied fingertips scraped across the inner armor, which lacked spiritual energy, making an unpleasant friction sound—the sound of bones colliding with armor.
The thought of being treated the same way sent chills down her spine. She instantly withdrew her spiritual energy shield and used her last bit of spiritual energy to fly high into the air.
"You've won, stop now."
She issued a command to the arena to lift the restrictions, and the battle ended.
but.....
Things are still flying up from below.
Shoes, helmets, fragments of whatever they could grab—they threw anything they could at her.
It doesn't cause any harm, but it's disgusting.
Who threw away the spicy stewed chicken? Is the food in your Yanlang Army canteen this disgusting?
She disgustedly scraped the sticky, spicy stewed chicken off her bottom, and immediately regretted it, wishing she could wash her hands hundreds of times.
Following the trajectory of the projectile, she immediately saw Zhong Ming sitting on the ground, head down, hand covering his mouth.
He coughed a few times, and then held a lump of some unknown, sticky stuff in his hand. He slowly raised his head and smiled at her.
"Go to hell, go to hell!" she screamed in near despair. Her spiritual power could no longer support her to continue flying, and her altitude was decreasing.
In the blink of an eye, a dark shadow flew in from afar.
After the arena restrictions were lifted, the remaining military academy students rushed towards the stage, and the medical team also moved in response.
The man in black immediately stepped forward to rescue her, lifting her up in a perfect princess carry.
He lowered his head slightly, maintaining a very cool angle, only stealing a glance at her expression out of the corner of his eye.
Ok?
Why is there such a mix of disdain and despair?
'Is he upset because he lost? That's normal, he can be comforted.' He thought to himself, but for some reason, his arm felt sticky.
Zhong Ming: I swear, I really didn't throw up. This is the original cafeteria food. I absolutely didn't process it at all. If you don't believe me, go to the cafeteria and try it for yourselves.
.....
Afterwards, when Yan Langjun warmly invited the military academy students to sample the food in each canteen, she saw this lump of stuff and vomited without hesitation.
This battle was prominently featured in the history of the 134th Battalion and is known as the "Great Victory of Sixty-Two Men".
Zhong Ming's abilities in this battle led many soldiers to believe that he was a promising captain, and many people actually strived to join the Third Guard Team.
As for Zhong Ming himself...
He's already hiding in the maintenance team and started writing a self-criticism.
The older woman was furious, extremely furious. "Didn't you say you were injured and wouldn't resort to violence? What are you doing on stage? Tell me! How badly are you injured? I want the truth."
"The medical team said the rest period needs to be extended by another two months," Zhong Ming replied weakly, his hands never stopping.
"Okay, write it now! I need the most detailed report. If you can't explain how that training missile disappeared, I'll make you clean toilets for five months!"