Star Sky Professional
Chapter 90 - 89 Begin (Request for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 90: Chapter 89 Begin (Request for Monthly Ticket)

"Secret Realm?"

Fang Xing furrowed his brows slightly, while the other students caused a stir.

Many were beginning to regret it, thinking that if they had known how dangerous it was, they would have withdrawn from the exam sooner...

"Wait... Director Wei, I’m somewhat confused..."

Fortunately, every student here was outstanding, with teachers accompanying them for protection.

A Martial Arts teacher immediately raised his hand to ask, "Isn’t the Secret Realm an attack method of the Outer Realm Evil Gods? Does the third round of practical examination require students to go directly into battle? That’s too dangerous! I cannot agree, and I believe it’s not just me, none of the teachers present would agree... We will together impeach this examination outline!"

"What’s the big deal about going into battle now?"

Wei Shentong’s expression turned cold, and he then explained, "The Secret Realm is actually space bubble technology, which our Federation has gradually started to master... The Secret Realms on the Trial Star today are not those of the Outer Realm Evil Gods but are spaces we have simulated... The danger is much lower than that of a battlefield..."

"I see, I have no issues now."

The teacher’s expression relaxed significantly.

"However, to get students more accustomed to the battlefield, there are indeed some servants of the Evil God placed within the Secret Realm..."

What Wei Shentong said next caused a slight change in the others’ expressions, "The examination process has been sent to you..."

Fang Xing looked at his own cell phone and indeed found a document received.

"Each student will be issued a specialized Communication Device... Upon entering the Secret Realm, one may freely kill. According to the rules set by the Federation, those who are close to death will be teleported out... Defeating others will earn points, slaying Evil God’s servants will earn ample points, and the longer the survival time, the more rewards... Finally, scores will determine the rankings..."

"This round of practical examination is indeed interesting!"

He glanced at the rules, finding them somewhat similar to the battle royale of the popular game ’Survivor.’

It just so happened that he had been playing Survivor daily at Qinglin Square recently, and he was quite skilled at it.

"Director Wei!"

At that moment, a teacher leading the group on Young Qilin Star also raised a question, "The Secret Realm is sensitive to technological constructs, so what about Zhong’s mecha?"

"I’ve said it before, this is a man-made space bubble, the rules are set by us, those close to death will be directly teleported out, and mechas are of course allowed to be brought in... provided they meet the examination criteria and personal contributions exceed 50%. However, regarding weapon modules, laser guns are definitely not allowed..."

Wei Shentong explained one by one.

’Indeed, although human beings are not great with space technology, after so many years of defending and counterattacking, they have gained experience with being beaten. Now to be able to create artificial Secret Realms... In the future, it will be possible to bring in massive weapons and even mechas against the space authority of the Outer Realm Evil Gods.’

Fang Xing mused silently, marveling at the rapid development of technology.

The other teachers and students thought of this and were invigorated.

Meanwhile, a designated test teacher was distributing special silver wristbands.

"Communication with the outside world is blocked within the Secret Realm; what you hold now are score counters... There is also the option to withdraw from the exam by entering a certain code..."

After Wei Shentong finished explaining the examination rules, Fang Zheng’s square face squeezed out a bit of a smile, "Students, I wish you prolonged success in your martial pursuits!"

He stretched out his right hand, only then did Fang Xing see a soap bubble shimmering with multicolored brilliance right in the center of his palm!

No!

It was a space bubble!

The bubble suddenly expanded, covering tens of thousands of people in the square, then burst open.

By the time Xia Long and others came to their senses, the students beside them had vanished without a trace.

"Alright, teachers, let’s enjoy the efforts of our students together!"

Wei Shentong stood upright as a pine, his palm gently waving.

Suddenly, countless screen projections appeared in the void, displaying various students.

Clearly, during the recent space transport, they had entered the Secret Realm and been placed in different areas...

...

’This feeling, it’s a bit like inter-dimensional travel...’

Fang Xing stood on a wild plain, checking himself over, he noticed his cell phone was left outside, and his Nano Protective Suit was also missing, only the silver wristband issued before had come with him.

’However, can Wei Shentong actually control space? No... the Vajra Realm shouldn’t be that powerful, right? Probably it’s the authority of a war fortress...’

’Indeed, when the power of an individual combines with the power of a collective, it bursts out with even more dazzling brilliance!’

’In the end, would Martial Artists still resort to using mechas?’

He stomped the ground, finding the dried grass and muddy ground quite soft.

The sky was a dim gray, the clouds looming overhead, seemingly the sky dome was not that high.

"The battle royale... has begun."

Fang Xing murmured.

According to the examination rules, eliminating competitors steadily was virtually a sure path to victory.

Of course, those servants of the Evil God counted as bonus points.

"Low-ranking servants... roughly equivalent to a Fourth Realm Martial Artist, a single Martial Artist might not necessarily defeat them... It must be someone who masters higher-level Martial Arts."

"The Secret Realm of the second-year exam, having low-ranking servants of the Evil God’s Clan is already slightly beyond the norm, surely there wouldn’t be higher-ranking servants?"

He walked hands behind his back, casually choosing a direction.

It was not long before another examinee came into view.

The person was wearing a white school uniform, a male, who upon seeing Fang Xing was initially startled but then mustered his courage and charged forward.

He spread his arms wide, like an eagle flapping its wings.

Mad Eighteen Strikes—Mad Eagle Style!

"Idiot!"

Regarding this action, Fang Xing sneered, his right hand formed into a knife edge, casually slashing.

Even though he did not carry a sword, after mastering the Dragon Elephant Skill, his body was comparable to a mid-grade magic artifact.

That is to say, today’s hand blade was even stronger than the Tiger Evil Blade!

Crack!

When the blade chopped down, the air was directly stirred as if there were ghost gods dancing wildly!

Ghost God Saber, Slaying the Ghost Gods!

Hiss!

With the blade in hand, the Mad Eagle crashes!

The dazzling blade light directly slashed through the Mad Eagle Style, then heavily chopped down onto the student’s chest.

Although the opponent immediately reacted, releasing a burst of Innate True Qi that transformed into Radiant Armor, it had no effect whatsoever, as the armor was torn apart like paper!

"At the Perfect Rough Jade... in the Cultivation World, it’s stronger than many Innates."

Fang Xing made a judgment in his mind, watching as a burst of blood exploded from the opponent’s chest, who fell to the ground.

This was him intentionally holding back, otherwise, under the hand blade, this unlucky fellow would have ended up split into two halves.

"But at this rate, he will soon bleed to death, won’t he? Is the promise from outside reliable?"

Just as he hesitated whether to send a rescue, a flash of silver light passed, and the severely injured student vanished without a trace...

"Indeed, the rules of this secret realm... are those on the brink of death directly teleported out? It’s a shame... there seems to be a loophole to bypass, like dying instantly without time to react... hence there are still indicators for death, but it’s definitely much safer than a real battlefield."

Fang Xing looked at his silver bracelet:

[Gained 1 point!]

[Rank: 872]

...

"Within a short time, have over eight hundred students already encountered their opponents?"

Fang Xing was somewhat surprised.

However, between Martial Artists, victory or defeat is often decided in just a few moves, that’s normal.

He nodded and continued towards a certain direction.

...

Elsewhere.

"I’ve said... I hate it when people call me uncle!"

Song Jingang burst out with golden radiance, looking like a golden statue as he relentlessly chased after several examinees.

Although they were all in the Rough Jade Realm, those examinees using A grade Martial Arts were still unable to break through his defense.

Such was the power of the ’Vajra Body’, almost invincible among peers in defense!

Bang!

Finally, along with the last examinee falling, the phenomena around Song Jingang gradually dissipated.

He looked around, then glanced at his bracelet, "Fifty-two? Not bad... but for me, this result is not enough. Where is Ross? I have to beat him up! And Fang Xing..."

Suddenly, the surroundings fell unnervingly silent, and dense fog emerged, revealing crimson eyes that opened one by one within the pitch darkness!

They were densely packed, seemingly numbering in the thousands!

Under their gaze, Song Jingang’s thoughts began to scramble...

"Ah!"

He burst out in a shout, his figure instantly retreating, "Geesh, it’s the Evil God’s Clan, drawn here by the previous fight? This is a ’Thousand-Eyed Demon,’ a lower servant... Thankfully it’s not a higher servant with tens of thousands of eyes..."

Although Song Jingang had mastered an A-grade Martial Art and was protected by a Simulation Realm, he had not truly awakened the power of Realm or opened his Mud Pill Palace, awakening his Spiritual Power.

Indeed, spiritual defense was his weak point.

With his A-grade Martial Art, he could barely resist the corruption of the lower servant, but if he faced a higher servant, he might not even be able to escape.

Seeing Song Jingang running away, the clump of fog emitted a squealing noise and immediately chased after him relentlessly.

"Damn it... Can’t shake it off. I need to find someone to help kill it!"

Song Jingang gritted his teeth.

Even though he was confident in his own strength, he didn’t believe he could handle a lower servant alone.

Even on a real battlefield, facing such an enemy would require several brave Martial Artists to band together and kill.

But among these ten thousand examinees, how many are at the Fourth Realm?

To kill such a lower servant would likely cost many their lives!

...

High above.

Qi Lingzhen wore a wind-protective shield over her eyes, controlling a Winged Dragon and tangling with a group of strange birds.

Suddenly...

She seemed to think of something, looking up at the sky.

Unbeknownst to when, a giant black jellyfish had appeared in the Sky Dome.

Streams of fluorescent threads, cast from the jellyfish, connected with those birds.

"Lower servant level—Netherworld Jellyfish?!"

Qi Lingzhen suddenly spoke to the side, "Let’s take action together, we’ll split the points evenly!"

"Okay!"

A clear sound came, and an exoskeleton armor thundered into the battlefield—it was Zhong Yuxiu!

Though her face still looked a bit youthful and chubby, her fighting style was utterly ferocious, tearing apart several strange birds before charging directly towards the massive body of the jellyfish...