All we can say is that the Old Martial Sect is declining day by day, with dwindling roots. It’s not without reason.
Chen Ruofu took a sip of the cold tea and frowned tightly:
"I believe in Qin’s combat skills; breaking the Three Great Limits, he absolutely won’t lose to any participant in the hundred-strong competition. But these people blatantly collude, bullying the few with the many... It’s excessive!"
"Look at their family background; since birth, they know how to use the rules to their advantage. They clearly and openly throw money around, and the participants fall for it. What can you and I do? Tai’an ultimately falls under Central City’s administration; its independence isn’t strong."
The representative from the Education Department clearly supports Zhou Yuanchen. As for the Martial Arts Association, they don’t act unless they see a rabbit; their stance is very ambiguous and they don’t get close just because Qin is from Nanhuang Daoist School."
Chen Ruofu understood what old Fang was implying, telling him to calm down and not let his emotions get affected.
Ying Lin suppressing descendants of Nanhuang Daoist School is one thing, but given his background, he definitely knows about Qin Shi’s connection with the Inspection Department.
Therefore, it’s not hard to guess that if Chen Ruofu shows dissatisfaction or uses methods to interfere in the hundred-strong competition, he probably falls into a trap, giving Central City an excuse to replace this tiger of the Inspection Department, reinforcing their control.
Chen Ruofu’s face turned serious, regaining his alertness. No wonder the Education Department’s Zhou representative spoke so rudely; he probably wanted to provoke him into doing something irrational.
"Why so distant? We are in the same boat."
Fang Butang leisurely raised his enamel cup and waved:
"It’s too late; I need to sleep. If that young man you value is smart enough, quitting the competition isn’t a bad choice. The future is still long..."
Chen Ruofu squinted his eyes. Based on his understanding of Qin Shi, he’s afraid Qin wouldn’t make this choice.
The people of the Old Martial Sect all value bravery and progress.
As He Lanchan would say, "Whoever backs down is a coward!"
While pondering, a buzzing alarm sounded.
Chen Ruofu suddenly looked up at the screen.
Six light spots went out in succession!
In the gap between his conversation with Fang Butang, the light spot representing Qin Shi moved quickly like a deep-sea shark opening its bloody mouth, swallowing the other six spots alive!
Fang Butang, who was already at the door, turned back in a hurry upon hearing the noise. Seeing six participants disappearing without even having time to release electronic markers, he clicked his tongue:
"This kid, taking out several death quotas at once, he’s quite ruthless!"
Chen Ruofu’s tight and gloomy face suddenly brightened up, revealing a smile:
"Let me see, Zheng Jun, Wen Han, Lin Kang... Oh, they’re all participants with Central City backgrounds, satisfying."
Fang Butang’s smile turned into confusion and shock as wrinkles crowded around his eyes:
"Six gone in a blink, the representative from the Education Department should have a headache! Wait, what’s this kid doing? Why is he running to the other side? Isn’t he resting at night?"
Chen Ruofu guessed Qin Shi’s intentions, gritting his teeth like he was in pain, and said in a deep voice:
"Looks like he’s planning an extensive operation while the night is deep to eliminate some threats."
Fang Butang couldn’t help but scratch his head, showing a bit of undue frenzy:
"Are all geniuses from the Old Martial Sect this bold?"
Qin Shi chewed and swallowed a few protein bars, quickly restoring full state thanks to the Cultivation Furnace’s deep accumulation.
Also, due to the Divine Residence Inner World, his strong spirit requires only a short Deep Sleep to meet his needs.
He hurriedly ran, circulating the Refining Stance, his figure seemingly merging into the airflow, like a breeze sweeping across the cracked ground, lifting sand and gravel.
With the communication device provided by Zheng Jun, Qin Shi easily located the direction of another squad.
The dark, cold Great Rift Valley churned with fog. Numerous exotic plants emitted light, capturing prey, while many pairs of green eyes hid within the scattered rock caves.
In the perilous night, Qin Shi gradually got used to it, restraining his breath and slowing his breathing frequency. The Old Martial techniques he learned from old Liang made him feel exceptionally at ease.
"Old Liang indeed was a Soldier King, what he teaches is truly useful."
Qin Shi didn’t act rashly; he didn’t just push forward to make his presence known. He circled around several dangerous areas consecutively, finally reaching the "camp" of that other squad.
His spiritual power slowly spread out, covering the interior, vaguely capturing three to four breaths.
"They’re inferior to the squad I wiped out earlier. Only one person’s skills seem decent."
With Divine Residence Inner World, Qin Shi observed from a broader perspective. The breaths within the rock caves rose and fell, seemingly all asleep.
He contemplated whether to wield his saber and launch a strong attack or take them down one by one when suddenly, green light emerged from the dark Great Rift Valley.
The modified war dogs, as if driven, rushed here, letting out snarls.
Such commotion naturally alarmed the night watch members.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
The wind broke abruptly!
Three metal arrows flew like cold lightning, hitting the heads of three large war dogs, the powerful force throwing them back!
"There’s actually an archer."
Qin Shi was secretly startled. In the wilderness trial known as the hundred-strong competition, carrying weapons and armor isn’t prohibited.
For instance, his Perfect Level Electric Shock Saber, including Bulletproof Vests and Anti-stabbing Suits, are considered normal.
However, archers who use arrows are quite rare, possessing long-range attack capabilities. In the Great Rift Valley, they’re akin to snipers.
"Luckily, I wasn’t reckless."
Qin Shi felt relieved. If he had been entangled by a few people, with the archer supporting from the side, he’d probably have a headache.