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Before leaving, Song Chen checked his panel; it looked pretty good.
Song Chen
Order: Second order
Qi and Blood Value: 15.4
Mental Power: 10.5
Combat Skills: Bloodbath Blade Technique (Grandmaster level, cannot be upgraded), Gale Wings (Master level, can be upgraded to Grandmaster level by consuming 10,000 Kill Points).
Superpowers: Sky-Splitting Lightning (Rank B, can be upgraded to Rank A by consuming 30,000 Kill Points), Eye of True Sight (Rank B, can be upgraded to Rank A by consuming 30,000 Kill Points).
System Level: 2 (The system can be upgraded with 50,000 kill points)
Current kill count: 168
Song Chen looked up at the sky, and with a thought, two pale blue wind wings, with a wingspan of more than three meters, materialized behind him.
These days he has improved this movement technique to the master level, and his flying speed is much faster than running on the ground.
He pushed off with both feet and soared into the sky.
The wind whistled in my ears, and the treetops below rushed past. At this speed, it would only take a little over an hour to get back to Anning City.
He was somewhat agitated.
I've been away from home for so long, my parents must be so worried. I wonder how the move is going, whether they're comfortable in their new place, and so on...
"call out!"
A sharp cry came from above.
Song Chen looked up, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
A huge black shadow was swooping down in the sky.
It was a mutated giant eagle with a wingspan of over twenty meters, its feathers as black as iron, and its sharp claws gleaming coldly.
Its eyes were fixed on Song Chen, revealing the greed of a predator.
Third order.
This is a third-tier mutated giant eagle!
Song Chen broke out in a cold sweat instantly.
He forgot that this was above the Cangmang Mountains!
"Hold!"
Without saying a word, he turned around and ran away.
With his wings flapping at full speed, he moved at an extreme speed, leaving a pale blue afterimage in the air.
But the giant eagle is faster; it is the king of the sky, a third-tier being, and its speed is more than twice that of Song Chen.
A few seconds later, the giant eagle caught up.
The sharp claws tore through the air, grabbing straight at Song Chen's back.
Song Chen swung his sword backhand, drawing the Thunderclap Blade. Purple lightning crackled around the blade as he struck the giant eagle's talons.
Sparks flew everywhere.
The giant eagle's claws were incredibly hard; the knife only left a shallow white mark on them.
But it was also jolted slightly by the power of the lightning, and its diving momentum slowed down for a moment.
In that instant, Song Chen seized the opportunity and plummeted downwards.
He abandoned flying and simply free-fell.
The giant eagle reacted and swooped down again.
Song Chen desperately tried to descend while simultaneously slashing his sword to block. The clanging sounds of their attacks echoed through the air. Each strike was delivered with all his might, yet each strike could only barely deflect the giant eagle's attack.
But the giant eagle was too fast.
It attacks from all directions with its claws, beak, and wings, each attack carrying terrifying power.
Song Chen was struggling to cope with the situation and faced numerous perilous situations.
He gritted his teeth, remained silent, and glanced down.
It is still 200 meters above the ground.
150 meters.
One hundred meters.
Fifty meters.
Thirty meters.
Just as the giant eagle swooped down again, Song Chen suddenly spread his Gale Wings and forcibly slowed down.
"Bang……"
He crashed heavily to the ground, rolled more than a dozen times, broke two trees, and finally came to a stop.
The giant eagle circled low in the sky, hesitating whether to give chase. The forest on the ground was too dangerous for it, with tall trees everywhere, which made it difficult for it to take advantage of its speed.
It circled a few times, then finally gave up, flapped its wings, and flew away into the clouds.
Song Chen lay on the ground, panting heavily. If it weren't for his B-grade battle armor protecting him, he would have been torn to shreds long ago.
He struggled to his feet, pulled a healing pill from his pocket, and shoved it into his mouth: "Damn... third tier... that's terrifying..."
This time, he obediently ran on the ground.
But the commotion had attracted a large number of strange beasts, and he was soon surrounded.
Song Chen coldly stared at the group of strange beasts. Among them was a Swift Wolf, a third-tier beast known for its speed. There was no way to escape.
He slowly drew his Thunderclap Blade; he had already been roused by the fight.
"If you're looking for death, then come on."
A flash of light, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
……
Meanwhile, in Anning City, at the Third Martial Arts High School.
The playground was packed with people.
Today is the last day for martial arts college entrance examination registration. Students from all over the city who are taking the college entrance examination have gathered here to complete the final confirmation procedures.
The place was bustling with people, flags were waving, and everywhere were students in their school uniforms and their accompanying parents.
On the stage, the director of the municipal education bureau is giving a speech.
"Students, the Martial Arts College Entrance Examination is the most important exam of your lives. It not only concerns your future, but also the martial arts heritage of the entire Great Xia Dynasty! I hope you will give it your all, demonstrate your skills, and showcase your style..."
The students in the audience were whispering amongst themselves; hardly anyone was listening.
"Hey, did you hear? Song Chen from No. 3 Middle School still hasn't registered!"
"Song Chen? Is that the core member of the Shenlong Martial Arts Academy?"
"Yes, that's him. I heard he has a Qi and Blood value of 9.6 and also has superpowers!"
"Holy crap, that's incredible? Why isn't he here yet?"
"I don't know. I heard he went out of town for special training and hasn't come back yet."
"Today is the last day. If he can't make it back..."
Among the crowd, the students of Class 3, Grade 12, gathered together, each with an anxious look on their faces.
Lin Qingxue kept looking at her phone, her fingers clenched so tightly they turned white.
"Still haven't you been able to contact them?" the class monitor asked.
Lin Qingxue shook her head, her eyes slightly red.
"Can't get through, it's always out of service area."
"Oh no, oh no, could something have happened to him?"
Further away, a middle-aged couple was also waiting anxiously.
Li Xiuying's eyes were red, and she was clutching Song Zhengye's sleeve.
"Old Song, why hasn't our son come back yet? Could something have happened to him?"
Song Zhengye patted her hand without saying anything, but his brows were also furrowed tightly.
On stage, the Education Bureau Director's speech finally ended, and the teacher in charge of registration went up to the stage and picked up the microphone.
"Students, registration closes at 5 PM. Those who haven't confirmed their registration should hurry to the registration desk to complete the process. Latecomers will not be accepted after 5 PM!"
The crowd stirred.
"Where's Song Chen? Hasn't Song Chen arrived yet?"
"He's not really not coming, is he?"
"A Qi and Blood value of 9.6, not participating in the Martial Arts College Entrance Examination? What a waste!"
Lin Qingxue's tears finally fell.
Li Xiuying's legs went weak, and she almost sat down on the ground.
Just then, a figure was rapidly approaching from the sky.
Someone looked up and exclaimed in surprise.
"What is that?"
Everyone looked up.
In the sky, a black dot grew larger and larger.
Closer, closer still, it was a person, a person covered in blood, with two pale blue wings on his back, rapidly swooping down!
"Bang!"
The man crashed into the center of the playground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The dust settled.
A boy knelt on one knee, covered in blood.
He had a gruesome wound on his left shoulder, still oozing blood, but his back was ramrod straight, and his right hand gripped a silver-white battle sword, the blade crackling with purple lightning.
He was wearing a dark blue suit of armor, which was damaged in several places, but he still looked very imposing.
A bulging backpack hung from his waist, with a tear in it revealing countless crystal cores inside.
There were pale red ones, deep red ones, and even one that glowed with purple light—those were the crystal cores of third-tier alien beasts.
The entire room fell silent.
A deathly silence.
Then someone exclaimed in surprise.
"Song Chen, it's Song Chen!"
"Oh my god, he's back!"
"Those crystal cores on his body... how many strange beasts must he have killed?"
"What kind of armor is he wearing? It looks so cool."
Song Chen slowly raised his head and looked at everyone: "Sorry, I encountered a rather valuable Tier 3 Swift Wolf on my way back, and killed it, which took up a little time."
"Is it still possible to register now?"