Chapter 17: Acceleration!
[Host: Fang Qingyun]
[Strength: 9 (+)]
[Speed: 9 (+)]
[Constitution: 10 (+)]
[Mental Power: 7 (+)]
[Spiritual Energy: 9 (+)]
[Shooting: Beginner (+)]
[Swordsmanship: Beginner (+)]
[Origin Points: 455]
Within a brief span, his spiritual energy increased by one point.
“Three hours… so that’s it. What we examinees need is spiritual energy.”
Fang Qingyun gazed thoughtfully at the seven fallen giant wolves, calculating silently in his heart.
[Spiritual Energy +1]
[Spiritual Energy: 10]
As the system prompted another increase in spiritual energy, Fang Qingyun made his move.
“Swish!”
He picked up a knife from the ground—left behind by Xu Tao’s subordinate.
Then!
Fang Qingyun summoned all his strength and flung the knife at the heavily wounded eighth giant wolf.
He used such force that he toppled over himself.
The effect was immediate and striking.
“Awroo!”
The giant wolf, nearly cleaved in two by Fang Qingyun’s blade, let out a mournful cry. Its head was pierced, and it was pinned to the earth, lifeless.
This scene not only startled the remaining wolves, but also shocked those monitoring from behind the surveillance screens.
“Why?”
Someone exclaimed, “With such immense pressure, how can Fang Qingyun still move?”
They understood well the magnitude of the pressure within the secret realm.
The half-demon, half-devil creatures possessed physiques stronger than humans, yet even they were immobilized by the suppression—how much more so for a human?
Simply not collapsing was worthy of praise.
Moreover, everyone remembered that Fang Qingyun had slain several half-demon, half-devil creatures, earning him spiritual energy rewards.
At this moment, the pressure upon him could only be described as astonishing.
Many gazes once again converged upon Old Li.
“Old Li, he’s your student. Do you truly know nothing? How is he able to withstand such enormous pressure? Is it a secret treasure or something else?”
Faced with suspicion, Old Li held his tongue for a while before replying, “Perhaps Fang Qingyun just has a strong physique.”
The principal’s severe expression twitched involuntarily at the corners of his mouth.
A strong physique?
How strong?
Stronger than half-demon, half-devil creatures?
Is he even human?
Yet, looking at the slain giant wolf, the principal vaguely found himself agreeing.
He sighed and glanced at his incessantly ringing phone.
“Damn it, the third time!”
“Is this ever going to end?”
…
A beam of light shot out from the dead giant wolf and entered Fang Qingyun’s body.
[Spiritual Energy +1]
[Spiritual Energy: 11]
“Mm!”
Fang Qingyun let out a muffled groan, but his eyes were exceptionally bright. While remaining alert to the other wolves, he silently calculated in his heart.
[Spiritual Energy +1]
[Spiritual Energy: 12]
When his spiritual energy increased yet again, Fang Qingyun smiled.
As he expected.
Just as he had thought.
The more spiritual energy he gained, the greater the pressure.
The greater the pressure, the faster his spiritual energy grew!
It was a cycle.
So what need was there for hesitation?
“You lot!” Fang Qingyun staggered to his feet, drew his longsword, stared at the giant wolves, and, trembling all over, grinned savagely. “You are the nourishment on my path to strength. Come on, you mongrels, lend me a hand! I thank your ancestors for eight generations!”
…
“Absurd!”
Before the monitors, several people widened their eyes, and Old Li couldn't help but jump up and curse.
What was Fang Qingyun about to do?
He actually intended to hunt more half-demon, half-devil creatures?
Was he not afraid of being crushed to death by the immense pressure?
His spiritual energy should now exceed ten, enough to safely enter the warrior stage—why risk his life?
Unable to restrain himself, Old Li turned to the principal. “Principal, I request to summon Fang Qingyun out of the secret realm. His current accumulation is sufficient for him to become a warrior.”
The principal’s gaze sharpened instantly, fixing on Old Li with icy threads of murderous intent.
Old Li faced him calmly, his manner losing none of its vigor.
The others in the monitoring room changed their expressions as well, whispering among themselves.
“The martial exam is still ongoing. How can a teacher interfere?”
“That child is in mortal danger.”
“So what? That’s his own choice. For any of us who became warriors, who didn’t face life and death?”
“The exam site is a secret realm, and there’s a quota for deaths. Do we need to explain what that means?”
“The child is young and gifted; he might have greater potential. If anything happens to him, it’d be a shame.”
“Hmph, nine out of ten students who die in the martial entrance exam are geniuses!”
That last statement cast the entire monitoring room into silence.
Many shifted their gaze to the principal.
The principal’s stare at Old Li was filled with growing murderous intent.
He couldn’t tell if Old Li’s words were intentional or careless.
He had touched upon the greatest controversy among the high-ranking humans.
Every year, the martial entrance exam claimed tens of thousands of lives.
And that was just in one region; across the entire human territory, the number would multiply tenfold or more.
Among them were many outstanding individuals.
Some believed that if these examinees survived, humanity would gain several thousand new warriors each year.
After a few years, enough to form an army of warriors.
Everyone present knew what such an army could accomplish.
Therefore, many opposed sacrificing students in the exam.
Yet, others argued that only by experiencing bloodshed as students could warriors find smoother paths and achieve greater heights.
Sacrifice the few, benefit the many.
Moreover, no one forced these few. The danger had long been made clear; it was their own choice.
They’d even been given secret treasures for survival—if they still died, it was simply fate.
“Hmph!”
The principal snorted coldly, saying indifferently, “Continue with the exam!”
…
“Awroo!”
The giant wolves struggled to their feet, their blood-red eyes fixed fiercely on Fang Qingyun.
Their teeth bared, faces twisted in ferocity!
The pressure within the secret realm was immense, especially targeting those of demon blood.
After all, this realm belonged to humanity.
Yet Fang Qingyun’s condition was also at its lowest.
After many battles, wounds still marred his body.
Most crucially, his body was saturated with spiritual energy.
The more spiritual energy he accumulated, the faster he absorbed external energy—and the greater the pressure.
Fang Qingyun did not know just how much pressure he now faced; he only knew his body was numb.
Under this crushing weight, even his constitution’s ability to heal was slowed.
The damned origin points had yet to activate.
“Let’s keep going!”
Fang Qingyun shouted, swinging his longsword with all his might.
“Swish!”
The blade swept through the air!
The giant wolf he targeted dodged, staring coldly at Fang Qingyun.
Too slow!
They were suppressed, but not immobilized.
Their condition was poor; Fang Qingyun’s was worse.
All were like snails, though their vision remained keen.
Were it not for the secret realm’s harsher suppression of demon-kind, they would have attacked Fang Qingyun already.
“Damn!”
Fang Qingyun’s brows knit tightly.
How to kill them like this?
Should he add points now?
Would the system even activate?
Suddenly, an idea struck him. He turned his head, immediately spotting his target.
Guns!
“Ha, Xu Tao’s grand gift pack. You’re a good man. When I get out, I’ll be sure to thank your girlfriend properly.”
Fang Qingyun nearly burst out laughing.
He moved with difficulty toward the guns, picked up the sniper rifle.
…
“Pointless!”
A high-ranking figure in the monitoring room said coolly, “The pressure in the secret realm targets all living things. Weapons are affected as well. Besides, in his current state, how could he possibly hit his target?”
“Bang!”
Fang Qingyun fired in the monitoring room’s footage.
Everyone saw clearly as the bullet grazed past the giant wolf, missing by a wide margin.
“Ha!”
That executive smiled. “No need to worry about this kid courting death—the conditions won’t allow it.”
The room erupted in laughter.
Though Fang Qingyun still had a light machine gun nearby, everyone knew it could not mortally wound a half-demon, half-devil creature.
In fact, even a sniper rifle, unless hitting a vital spot, would not inflict fatal damage.
With Fang Qingyun in his current state, hitting a vital spot? Dream on!
Just as that thought arose, Fang Qingyun fired again.
He hit a giant wolf directly in the eye.
The bullet burrowed into its brain; the wolf collapsed.
A beam of light shot from the wolf’s body and entered Fang Qingyun.
The monitoring room fell instantly silent.