Chapter 285: Who Killed Our Tai-seong Oppa!

The nation of Da Han.

The central square of the dungeon.

Thousands of Da Han students stared blankly at the rift above, where the battle zones of all nations were displayed.

At this moment.

In the Da Han battle zone, all twenty elite soldiers of the White Tiger Unit were annihilated.

"No…"

A Da Han female student's legs buckled.

"Impossible…"

"I can't accept this…"

"Tai-seong Oppa was so strong… how could he die?"

As soon as these words were spoken,

a nearby male student also realized the truth.

"Shit!"

"Is this a mistake?"

"How could Oppa Tai-seong be dead?!"

"Not just Oppa Tai-seong! Even Li Zhiyan and the others are all dead?!"

"Are you serious?!"

The students screamed in frenzy.

They could not accept it — the White Tiger Unit, led by their godlike Jin Tai-seong, had become the first team to be completely annihilated in this Ten-Nation Battlefield.

"Shit!!"

"And why didn't a single student from any other country die?"

"That makes no sense?"

"I don't understand!"

One male student clutched his head, frozen in place.

"How could this happen?"

"Could someone have utterly crushed Tai-seong and his team?!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Tai-seong was invincible! Who could crush him?!"

"Who was it?! Who killed our Da Han prodigy?! Shit! I'll kill him!"

The students roared in fury.

Yet,

it could not change the fact that Da Han had been utterly annihilated.

At the front of the crowd,

thud!

Park Jeong-tae, the lead instructor of this year's White Tiger Unit of Da Han,

collapsed heavily onto the ground.

His eyes were hollow.

"How could this be…"

"It's impossible…"

"It makes no sense…"

Park Jeong-tae muttered incessantly, as if he had lost his mind.

Jin Tai-seong.

He was a once-in-a-century genius of Da Han.

Whether in the strength of his profession,

or his innate combat talent and battlefield instinct,

he was a genius among geniuses.

Moreover,

the entire White Tiger Unit of twenty members

included a staggering twelve SSS-class professions!

Eight SS-class professions!

This terrifying lineup was among the absolute top-tier ever seen in any previous entry into the Primary Ten-Nation Battlefield.

And furthermore,

they carried the special weapons approved by the higher authorities…

"No matter how you think about it, it's impossible…"

Park Jeong-tae gripped his head in agony.

"Even if they had been ambushed by a coalition of several other nations, they should have taken at least one enemy down."

"No one from any other country died…"

"A one-sided massacre?"

"A one-sided annihilation?"

"I can't accept this…"

At that moment,

a hand gently rested on his shoulder.

Park Jeong-tae lifted his head.

Lee Soo-jin, another senior instructor of the same academy.

Her face was equally grim.

"Teacher Park."

"Calm down first."

Park Jeong-tae's eyes were red.

"Calm down? How can I calm down… we don't even know who did this yet…"

Lee Soo-jin paused in thought.

"Ying and Da Han have always been at odds."

"I suspect it was them."

Upon hearing this,

Park Jeong-tae shook his head violently.

"That's impossible!"

"Ying? On what grounds?"

"You and I both know how strong Tai-seong and his team were!"

"Even if Ying's Oni Corps were at their peak, they could never annihilate our White Tiger Unit with zero casualties!"

Listening to Park Jeong-tae's roar,

Lee Soo-jin fell silent.

Park Jeong-tae was right.

Though Ying had always been strong, she too believed it was unlikely they could annihilate the White Tiger Unit with zero losses.

"If it wasn't the Ying…"

Lee Soo-jin's gaze fixed on the Long Nation's battle zone status.

"Among all the nations entering this time, only Long Nation was strange — they sent only one person."

"Long Nation?"

Park Jeong-tae froze.

Lee Soo-jin nodded:

"Yes."

"We all assumed Long Nation was afraid, so they sent someone just to die."

"But perhaps there's another possibility…"

"The person Long Nation sent is a demon-level figure, capable of sweeping the entire Ten-Nation Battlefield alone…"

"Long Nation…"

Park Jeong-tae murmured.

One person?

Annihilated Jin Tai-seong's White Tiger Unit?

This was even more absurd than Ying wiping them out!

Yet,

when he thought carefully about Long Nation's strange move, this possibility might be the most plausible…

Lee Soo-jin patted Park Jeong-tae's shoulder.

"Teacher Piao, don't think too much."

"It's already happened."

"Whoever did it."

"We'll know soon enough."

Li Xiuzhen lifted her head and stared at the rift in the dungeon.

"Look..."

"Who will be the last one standing."

Ten Nations Battlefield.

On the scarred earth, smoke had not yet cleared.

Everywhere were massive, charred craters.

Lin Mo sat astride Da Bai, staring at the group taunt message he had just sent.

No one replied for half a day.

He couldn't help but sneer.

"Boring."

"I've said it all this far."

"I've even sent the coordinates."

"I've pulled the taunts to max."

"Are these so-called Seven Nations Alliance prodigies just turtles?"

Lin Mo yawned, utterly bored.

In the skill bar.

【【Fireball Spell】was dripping with disdain.】

【"Third, Third, you're really not up to it—how could that little girl still be alive for a few seconds?"】

【"Are you ashamed of yourself?!"】

【【Fireball Spell】grew more smug by the second.】

【"If it were me who showed up, would there be any need for all this trouble?"】

【"One blast of Nine Yang Heaven-Scorching Art—and they wouldn't even leave behind ashes!"】

Hearing Fireball Spell's taunt,

【Ice Spike Spell】couldn't help but speak up.

【"Exactly... Third is too slow, and he even dirtied my master's clothes—total incompetence!"】

【【Ice Spike Spell】shifted tone instantly, becoming sweet and cloying.】

【"Master~"】

【"Next time, use Miss me, okay?"】

【"Miss me moves with precision, clean and tidy—not a speck will soil your clothes~"】

Facing the taunts from Little Fire and Little Ice,

Da Bai, possessed by Little Thunder, still maintained his cold, haughty demeanor.

He lay on the ground, not even lifting his eyelids.

【"Heh, these days, second and third place are lecturing first place? How peculiar."】

"Enough, stop arguing."

"It's not that big a deal."

Lin Mo cut off the skills.

"You'd be better off doing something useful than bickering."

"There's still gear lying all over the ground."

【【Fireball Spell】: "Hmph!"】

【【Ice Spike Spell】: "Hmph!"】

【【Lightning Strike Spell】: "Tch!"】

Then,

Lin Mo patted Da Bai's head and leapt down.

He looked around; the ground was littered with golden glowing orbs, making his eyes gleam.