Chapter 8: I've Gone Too Far — What Are You Going to Do About It?

A beast riot has broken out in the core area of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain.

Before Jiang Qin could go check the specifics, he saw monkeys on the mountain running toward this side one after another, several of them bearing wounds, as if they had just been through a battle.

The monkeys darted back and forth among the trees at extreme speed.

In barely the blink of an eye, they covered a hundred meters.

Zhang Le thought for a moment, then said:

"Brother Qin, they're Long-Arm Monkeys!"

The Long-Arm Monkey is a type of monkey Fierce Beast that relies on speed; the forest is their home turf, and even if they can't beat Martial Artists of the same level, there's no way anyone can catch them.

Jiang Qin sensed them — most of these Long-Arm Monkeys were between the first and second stage of Mortal Embryo Realm. Though their realm was low, they made up for it in numbers.

If he took them all down, the points would be quite considerable.

"Fatty, get ready to finish them off."

"You got it."

Since he'd promised to carry Zhang Le to the top, Jiang Qin naturally wouldn't go back on his word.

Besides, his current points holding first place was no issue at all — next up, it was naturally time to help his good brother climb the rankings.

Although these Long-Arm Monkeys were extremely fast, under Jiang Qin's current perception, there was simply nowhere to hide.

One fierce Slash after another burst forth, densely hacking at the surrounding great trees.

The Slash Domain didn't consume his Spirit Energy, and its power was tied to his realm — used to clear mobs, it was a complete dimensional strike.

"Squeak!!"

A shrill, piercing wail echoed through the forest.

Blood rain began to fall in the woods, but on closer inspection, one would find that within that blood rain were also severed limbs, hitting the ground in a way that made one's scalp crawl.

Long-Arm Monkeys that had lost their limbs were like eagles stripped of their wings, falling to the ground unable to move.

Jiang Qin would never show mercy to Fierce Beasts.

A Fierce Beast is a Fierce Beast — ferocity is carved into its bones. A Fierce Beast for a day is a Fierce Beast for life!

Mercy toward a Fierce Beast is cruelty toward oneself.

Over forty Long-Arm Monkeys lay on the ground wailing and struggling. Zhang Le pulled a dagger from his pack, unable to wait as he rushed up to finish them off.

He'd grown used to dead last — today, Fatty was going to crack the top three!

Before he could act, a sharp "Whoosh~" rang out.

A palm-sized Flying Knife came streaking through the air, precisely striking this Long-Arm Monkey's head and taking its life.

With the kill snatched right from his jaws, Zhang Le's eyes went wide as he snarled:

"Holy shit! Who the hell stole Fatty's points — tired of living?"

Jiang Qin looked toward the direction the Long-Arm Monkeys had come from.

Ten figures in First High School uniforms appeared, their faces youthful, each averaging the strength of the fifth stage of Mortal Embryo Realm.

The strongest among them had already reached the seventh stage of Mortal Embryo Realm.

"Fatty, trying to steal our prey and still acting this arrogant?"

A boy with a wild, arrogant look in his eyes stepped forward, gripping a large red blade, with Spirit Energy faintly swirling around it.

He swept his gaze over the Long-Arm Monkeys wailing all over the ground and said with a smile:

"These beasts were prey we had our eyes on first. We chased them from the core area all the way here, and their stamina is nearly spent — that's how you two picked up the bargain."

"I'm not an unreasonable person, Jiang Tian here."

"There are over forty Long-Arm Monkeys here. We want forty. The remaining five are a gift to you."

Hearing that tone of charity, Zhang Le was furious. He immediately leaped back to Jiang Qin's side and complained indignantly:

"Brother Qin, what do we do?"

Jiang Qin stepped forward two paces, looked at the First High School group expressionlessly, the corner of his mouth curving into a faint smile.

"What if I don't accept?"

"Don't accept?" Jiang Tian was stunned — did this guy not realize they were all from First High School?

If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Qin was an SSS-grade Talent Martial Artist, he wouldn't have even left those five.

"Brothers, get him together!"

"This assessment concerns the major Academies. Even if he's an SSS-grade Talent, right now he's at most Mortal Embryo Realm! I refuse to believe that with so many of us, we still can't take one of him."

This drew unanimous agreement from the other nine.

The resources they received far surpassed those of ordinary students — any one of them placed in another high school would rank among the very best. How strong could some kid from a poor family possibly be?

Jiang Tian raised his blade and leaped, lifting the blood-colored great sword above his head and bringing it down in a powerful slash.

The blade tore through the air, emitting a clang of metal.

Jiang Qin stood in place without moving, calmly watching the incoming slash, then extended two fingers.

Under the stunned gazes of the others, he easily clamped the blade between them.

"This…"

Jiang Tian's face went blank. He exerted all his strength, but the blade couldn't advance a single inch.

Let alone the fact that he was only at Mortal Embryo Realm — with the augmentation of 【Dragon Cauldron Force】, if it came to a pure contest of strength, even a Spirit Sea Realm Martial Artist wouldn't be Jiang Qin's match.

Ten thousand jin of force is no joke.

Jiang Qin's right fist swung out lightly. The instant it made contact with the Protective Armor on Jiang Tian's body, the hard armor shattered like paper, blasting him flying outright.

He flew a full ten meters, crashing through two trees in succession before Jiang Tian finally hit the ground and vomited fresh blood.

With just one punch, he had instantly killed Jiang Tian, who was at the seventh stage of Mortal Embryo Realm.

Jiang Qin's voice rang out in the ears of the First High School students at this moment: "If you want to be bandits, you should first see if you have the strength to back it up. Don't think that just because it's an assessment, I won't touch you. People dying in combat assessments is perfectly normal. If there's a next time, I won't hold back."

A female student stepped forward to help Jiang Tian up, and when she saw the wound on his chest, she couldn't help but swallow hard.

This Protective Armor was bought for Jiang Tian by his family; even a Mortal Realm Ninth Stage Martial Artist couldn't break it. The whole point was for him to get a good result in this practical combat assessment, yet this person, with just one punch, had completely ruined this Protective Armor worth 500,000.

Damaged to this extent, it can't even be repaired.

The female student suppressed the fury in her heart and said, "Although we were in the wrong first, you went way too vicious!"

With Jiang Tian's current injuries, he'll need at least two months of rest. Two months is enough for others to pull far ahead of him, completely cutting him off from any top Academy.

Jiang Qin curled his lips playfully and said, "Mm, I went too far. What are you going to do about it?"

In the world of Martial Artists, strength is king, let alone in a practical combat assessment.

Since they were the ones who broke the rules first, what's there to reason about? Anyway, I'm stronger than you, so I'm bullying you — so what!!!

"You—"

The First High School students were furious, but what could they do?

Although their combined strength was no weaker than Jiang Tian's, they absolutely couldn't win this easily. That guy's strength far surpassed theirs; he was simply not someone they could oppose.

It's like a few ants before a giant elephant — what do they even amount to?

"Let's go!"

Two students lifted Jiang Tian and were about to leave this troublesome place, when a voice drifted lazily from behind, freezing them in place.

Jiang Qin toyed with the blood-colored greatsword in his hand and sneered:

"Who said you could leave?"

"You snatched my long-armed monkey and now you want to just walk away? If word got out, people would think I have no temper."