Just as he got close to the cover, preparing for a sneak attack, he felt like his eardrum had been hit by a grenade.
A loud bang, and his ears rang.
They didn't know who the "Emperor" was, but in the blink of an eye, the S-Rank dashed out of cover. His movements were sharp, practiced, and deadly, not giving them a chance to fight back.
A whip-like kick, a punch, and a hand strike—just a few moves, and everyone was down.
Next, Lu Mingfei bent down and rolled, grabbing the dropped gun, and with a few precise shots, he instantly took out the enemies planning to ambush from a distance.
Anyone who saw this sequence would immediately give a thumbs up and praise: precise, deadly!
The whole thing took less than three seconds. In the blink of an eye, their strike team was wiped out, and the grim reaper-like figure continued charging toward their rear with incredible speed.
"S-rank is out! Surround him! Surround him!"
"Shoot! Shoot now!"
While yelling into the comms, they continued firing to suppress Lu Mingfei's movements.
The bullets flew through the air, the hot air brushing past their faces. Although it was just a simple exercise, the sense of returning to the battlefield made Lu Mingfei immerse himself in the moment, his mind full of thoughts of the Emperor—he was here to eliminate these damn heretics.
Dodging between the bullets, Lu Mingfei pushed his senses to their limits.
His movements were swift, like dancing on a tightrope, no matter how they aimed, they couldn't lock onto him. Every time they thought they had him, he seemed to sense it and made a tactical evasion, smooth and quick with no delay.
Rolling, drawing the gun, shooting, dodging—using the obstacles on the ground, his speed didn't slow down; it only got faster.
In just over a hundred meters, under the pressure of multiple guns, Lu Mingfei broke through the encirclement like a fierce beast charging into a flock of sheep.
Step, punch!
With a simple move, he sent one student flying.
The others stood frozen, staring at the student who was sent flying, crashing into a tree trunk, completely stunned.
"Damn it, I want to file a complaint!" one person shouted. "This guy is cheating! He definitely used Word Soul!"
"Impossible, there are 'rules' at the school!" another person retorted. "No one can use Word Soul, not even an S-rank!"
But their argument was quickly interrupted as Lu Mingfei charged toward them.
"Stop him!"
"Damn, let's take him down together!"
The two exchanged glances, clearly understanding that close combat would be humiliating.
Rather than that, they decided to go all in and pulled out grenades, charging toward Lu Mingfei with the intention of taking him down together.
But while the idea sounded nice, reality was harsh.
Lu Mingfei immediately saw through their plan. He didn't seem bothered and even gave them an approving glance, though they were still too naive.
As he stepped forward, he smoothly dodged, raised his hand, and struck one person's jaw with great force. Then, in one fluid motion, he extended his arm, clenched his fist, and knocked the other person down.
The whole process took less than a second. He effortlessly executed a double kill, sending both of them flying and kicking the grenades they had dropped toward a hidden enemy team.
Boom! Boom!
The smoke from the two grenades formed a perfect natural cover.
Using the smoke as cover, Lu Mingfei moved almost silently, blending into the mist like he was invisible. Without a sound, he approached his target.
By the time the sixth team noticed something was wrong, Lu Mingfei was already right next to them.
Then, it was an easy crush. They had no advantage in close combat against him and were knocked out one by one like chicks, each falling with a single punch.
Next came the fifth, seventh, eighth, and ninth teams… all the way to the tenth team!
In less than ten minutes, all ten assault teams that Nono had arranged were wiped out under Lu Mingfei's hands.
Lu Mingfei picked up the fallen communicator, bringing it to his mouth and softly saying, "Now, it's your turn, Senior Nono, Senior Xia Mi."
At this point, he no longer had any doubt: this was a full-on 'hunting' operation specifically targeting him, Lu Mingfei.
Who knew what kind of promises Nono had made on the forum that allowed the Lionheart Society and the Student Council to put aside their grudges and cooperate just to hunt him, a new student.
Throwing the communicator aside, Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and once again slipped into the grass.
The stealth skills he learned in a jungle called 'Katachang' came in handy. Of course, this came at the cost of a few hundred lives.
If he were in a jungle environment, he was confident that no one could detect him. Armed with just a dagger, he could wipe out the entire Cassell College without even using his Word Soul.
"Target has disappeared! Repeat, target has disappeared!"
From another high ground, the sniper, seeing Lu Mingfei vanish from his sights, immediately issued the warning.
Hearing the voice from the communicator in the command center, Nono and Xia Mi suddenly felt a chill, as if a cold wave had invaded them. They couldn't help but shiver.
"Umm... how about we surrender now?" Xia Mi suggested quietly. In truth, she had never agreed with this plan. After witnessing Lu Mingfei's massacre of the Death Servitors, she didn't believe that the students of Cassel could pose any real threat to him.
"Do you think that's possible?"
Nono twitched the corner of her mouth. If she had known it would turn out this way, she wouldn't have made that suggestion.
Boom!!!
The next moment, the door to the underground garage was violently smashed open.
Nono and Xia Mi exchanged a glance, instantly knowing that the 'God of Death' had arrived. They immediately sought the nearest cover and alternated positions in a staggered defensive formation.
An eerie silence, accompanied by an invisible pressure, filled the underground garage.
The two girls lowered their breath, cautiously peeking through the cover to observe the situation outside.
However, what caught their eyes was nothing but emptiness.
Did they give up?
Just as this thought crossed Xia Mi's mind, she saw a shadow, almost ghost-like, appear behind Nono.
Yet Nono seemed completely unaware.
Nono sensed something was wrong from Xia Mi's expression, but before she could react, a sharp pain hit the back of her neck.
Then everything went black, and she collapsed with a thud.
Bang!
At that moment, Xia Mi pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out.
But no one expected that, despite the short distance of ten meters, Lu Mingfei still dodged and, with a burst of power in his legs, instantly pounced in front of her.
"Wait! I give up!"
Xia Mi didn't even get to finish her sentence before she felt a kick to her stomach.
No, it wasn't just a kick—it felt like being hit by a train. A massive force surged into her body, as if her internal organs were shifting. She couldn't stop the acidic bile from rushing out, and as the world spun, she felt someone grab her ankle.
It was like riding a rollercoaster as the surroundings blurred in a dizzying rush.
Then, Xia Mi was violently thrown, slamming into the hard cement wall.
Boom!
The immense impact made her head spin, and stars appeared in her vision.
Before she lost consciousness, the last thought in her mind was, "Why are you so gentle to Nono, but so brutal to me? We're both girls!"
If Lu Mingfei had heard her thoughts, he might've said, "Who told you to be the Dragon King? If I didn't strike hard, what if you killed me instead?"
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