[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-star-martial-era":3,"chapter-the-star-martial-era-the-star-martial-era-chapter-114":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Star Martial Era",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2274972,4448,"Chapter 114: The Mountain Head Who Provokes Hatred (Request Subscription)","the-star-martial-era-chapter-114",114,"\u003Cp>On the Observation Platform, Lu Chenfeng’s face was dark, his brows knotted into a “ Chuan ” shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miao Long died so quickly, eight of the top ten elites dead—this shouldn’t happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to his prior arrangement, they should have formed teams in the shortest possible time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two or three of the top ten elites dying was possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probability event.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But eight dead? That’s—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, Lu Chenfeng seemed to realize something, his gaze swiftly scanning the high-floating leaderboard for the names of Yanzhou State Academy disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until now, Lu Chenfeng’s attention had focused mainly on Miao Long and the top ten elites.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because achievements depended primarily on them; others merely needed to perform normally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This search was no small matter—one look sent a shock through Lu Chenfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yanzhou State Academy had 450 eligible candidates for the Autumn Exam; he, as dean, remembered every single name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, in this Wilderness Battlefield phase, the death toll had already exceeded one-third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly thirty-five percent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Chenfeng recalculated the total number of dead disciples across the entire Wilderness Battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So far, the total death count stood just over nine hundred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the second phase, the number of disciples entering the third phase totaled 3,900.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overall death rate: just over twenty percent—roughly twenty-three percent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Lu Chenfeng realized something was wrong: Yanzhou State Academy’s death rate was far higher than the overall rate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s happening inside the battlefield?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lu Chenfeng frowned, he unconsciously turned his head and suddenly noticed every mountain head of Yanzhou’s subordinate district academies—all grim, anxious, desperate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Jinshan Academy’s mountain head, Dong Zhao, still wore a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Zhao didn’t care about him; that bastard was always like this, always making people uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the others’ reactions—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Chenfeng’s gaze swept back to the leaderboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later, Lu Chenfeng felt an urge to slam his fist on the table and curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone was deliberately targeting Yanzhou disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d just quickly tallied: Yanzhou-born disciples, regardless of academy, had a death rate of at least thirty percent, some as high as forty percent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone is targeting him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Chenfeng immediately grasped the core issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The National Academy had an evaluation system targeting state academy deans and district academy mountain heads, included in the Autumn Exam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were two main criteria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was the number of disciples from their academy who passed the exam; the other was the number of core and true transmission disciples sent into the academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first criterion carried greater weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because cultivating an exceptional genius was relatively easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Find one with superior talent and insight, pour resources into them, give them special treatment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But getting more disciples to pass the exam was far harder; the National Academy even set a minimum requirement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For his own evaluation as state academy dean, the first criterion was further divided into two sub-items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One: the number of disciples from his direct jurisdiction—Yanzhou State Academy—who passed; two: the performance level of disciples from all district academies under his command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, when Lu Chenfeng instructed actions against Jinshan Academy disciples, he hadn’t overlooked this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yanzhou had twelve districts, hence twelve district academies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the other eleven academies all scored middle or above, then even if Jinshan Academy scored low or inferior, it would have no impact on him as state dean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the deadly problem: if three or more subordinate academies scored low or inferior, it would seriously affect him as state dean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still: if his direct jurisdiction—Yanzhou State Academy—also performed poorly, the situation would be catastrophic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Add to this the two reprimands he’d received this year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might lose his position as state academy dean!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Lu Chenfeng grew tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t afford not to be tense—this concerned his future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d planned to simply maintain stability after this year’s reprimand, never expecting the threat now was losing his current post.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be catastrophic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The position of Yanzhou State Academy dean carried power and status comparable to Yanzhou’s Viceroy, and in actual authority, even slightly higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he controlled vast high-grade resources and military force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In all of Chen Guo, there were only seven such positions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One could imagine the cost Lu Chenfeng paid to reach this post—his master, Song Bing, had contributed greatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he lost it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Lu Chenfeng panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truly panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, panic was useless; no matter how desperate, he couldn’t fly into the Wilderness Battlefield to kill for his disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only watch the leaderboard’s changes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more he watched, the more his heart clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone was definitely targeting Yanzhou disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the entire leaderboard, for every ten disciples who died, at least two were from Yanzhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was extremely abnormal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yanzhou’s total disciples accounted for only one-tenth of all Autumn Exam candidates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this death rate!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who is it?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Chenfeng’s inner fury roared—had it not been for the State Master and his master before him, he would have slammed the table and cursed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To find the cause, Lu Chenfeng focused entirely on observing the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, the battlefield had shrunk further, to only ten li across; from above, the source was quickly found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A disciple from Yanzhou, his sleeve and collar dyed crimson, was ruthlessly slaughtering other Yanzhou-born disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, he was deliberately hunting Yanzhou-born disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His combat strength was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One against three: instant kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One against five: at most two rounds!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One against six: still two rounds!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Extremely ferocious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who was it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Chenfeng glanced at the leaderboard—his mind already had the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The standard answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone who could kill five Qi-Seven disciples in two rounds must be a genius from one of Yanzhou’s academies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That is, the top seed candidate each academy prioritized—this was the first trait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The candidate pool narrowed to twelve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second trait: exceptional strength; he must have shown partial ability in the first two phases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he was this powerful now, he couldn’t have been weak in the first two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third trait: someone who could crush Miao Long, the state academy’s top seed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The identity was already obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was a fourth, crucial trait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Points!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having killed so many Yanzhou State Academy disciples, his leaderboard points must be extremely high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only person matching all criteria and from Yanzhou—Xu Jin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jin, from Jinshan Academy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After merely a few minutes of observation, Lu Chenfeng solved the case—found the mastermind behind the targeting of Yanzhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Chenfeng clenched his teeth, swallowed the words with blood, then turned to look at Jinshan Academy’s mountain head, Dong Zhao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed a mere academy disciple wouldn’t dare do this without being ordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who else could it be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Jinshan Academy’s mountain head, Dong Zhao!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lu Chenfeng’s wolfish, predatory gaze, Mountain Head Dong Zhao smiled faintly, meeting his stare directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Zhao had been observing the battlefield and leaderboard changes all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Lu Chenfeng discovered, he had discovered earlier; what Lu Chenfeng missed, he had also noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So now, seeing Lu Chenfeng’s wolfish gaze, Dong Zhao silently sighed inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good disciple!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good student!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You take the initiative to ease your master’s worries!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Dong Zhao still doesn’t protect a disciple like this, he’s unworthy to be a teacher!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dean Lu, a small token, please accept it!” Dong Zhao deliberately glanced at the leaderboard, then whispered these words directly to Lu Chenfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Lu Chenfeng nearly exploded!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So arrogant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Zhao has admitted it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He admitted that Xu Jin’s actions in the Wasteland Arena were ordered by him, Dong Zhao!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just a whisper!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Dong Zhao had dared say it aloud, Lu Chenfeng’s fist would already have smashed into his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad—it was a whisper. He could only swallow his rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dean Lu, you started it, so I can certainly finish it. Whatever game you want to play, I, Dong Zhao, will play along!” Dong Zhao, fearing the hatred wasn’t enough, added another jab at Lu Chenfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Chenfeng’s temple twitched; he rose to stand, but halfway up, sat back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his gaze, locking it fiercely on Dong Zhao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good! Good! Good! Dong Zhao, we’ll see who has the last laugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, I’ll wait and see,” Dong Zhao said nothing, but bowed slightly toward Lu Chenfeng, who glared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Chenfeng snorted coldly and turned back to study the leaderboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Revenge against Dong Zhao would have to come later—planned carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the immediate issue was critical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disciples from Yanzhou were dying one after another; if this continued, his evaluation would barely scrape a C, no higher!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A C rating—whether high, mid, or low—meant demotion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Lu Chenfeng’s heart felt pierced by needles—urgent, helpless, and tinged with regret—but what could he do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the last row of the Observation Platform, Dong Zhao, Head of Jinshan Academy, wiped sweat from his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was used to smirking while mocking others, striking without showing his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You know I did it, I know you know I did it, but I still just smile!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of direct confrontation, openly provoking hatred—he’d never done it before. Slight sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First he roared, then feared the hatred wasn’t enough, and shoved it right back in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Should be enough?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, directly confronting someone face-to-face? Feels damn good after. Satisfying.” Dong Zhao, too, savored the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Wasteland Arena, as the map contracted for the fourth time, its area shrank to roughly ten li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Xu Jin, this was like fish returning to water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially at this scale, most Yanzhou Academy disciples had clustered together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In groups of three or five.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Xu Jin’s strength, a burst of Flying Star Step, a flash of Nine Veins Divine Sword—he could obliterate five or fewer in one strike, ten or fewer in two or three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His kill rate was like reaping wheat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within mere minutes after the map contracted, he had slain over a hundred Yanzhou disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including earlier kills, over two hundred Yanzhou disciples had fallen to his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the battlefield rapidly shrank, the elimination rate surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Advance a few hundred meters, and you’d meet wave after wave of enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the battle dynamics had shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, most fights were solo or at most pairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, even trios were rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disciples formed teams based on ties within their academies, large and small, sweeping together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some teams had dozens; others, just a few.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After slaying another thirty-plus Yanzhou disciples, Xu Jin suddenly heard shouts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jin saw three teams rapidly approaching the Jinshan Academy group at the center of the map—the stone beach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surviving Jinshan Academy disciples had all gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to Xu Jin, their number still stood at seven, including Wang Weisheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Xu Jin, that made eight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After so long in battle, fewer than four hundred disciples remained alive across the entire Wasteland Arena—over ninety percent eliminated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Jinshan Academy still had four-tenths of its original force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Yanzhou’s? Nearly gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the Observation Platform, Lu Chenfeng was utterly hopeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No hope left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mid and rear sectors required team battles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But too many Yanzhou disciples had been killed by Xu Jin—especially those in teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The few remaining solo survivors couldn’t find groups and were swiftly eliminated by other academies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the Wasteland Blood Battle ended, every Yanzhou disciple except those from Jinshan Academy had been wiped out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not one left!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could they turn this around?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible to turn around!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jin unleashed Flying Star Step in rapid bursts, sprinting toward the stone beach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the east, south, and north, three teams closed in on the Jinshan Academy group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their robes marked them as disciples of Chen Guo Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each team numbered over ten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the three teams were rapidly advancing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If surrounded, they’d be annihilated for sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the disciples weren’t panicked—they’d survived long, collected many kills, and had solid scores; admission was assured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, their goal was to kill one or two more, squeeze out extra points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Xu Jin arrive, they instantly found their anchor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Brother, tell us which way to charge—we follow you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if we die, we’ll take at least one or two with us—gain more points!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Brother, lead us!” Those last words came from Wang Weisheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Convinced!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Weisheng had fully accepted Xu Jin’s strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then charge east—closest to us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jin shot forward instantly; behind him, Wang Weisheng, Zhang Han, Lu Xianbing, Zhang Ming, and Yue Daqi followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the flag in the Chen Guo Academy observer zone, Lu Kun clenched his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the Wasteland Arena, his eyes blazed with excitement: “Finally, we can vent our rage!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Chen Guo Academy had the most surviving disciples, now forming massive squads to sweep the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this sweep, Xu Jin would surely fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they killed Xu Jin now, they couldn’t surpass his score or break his future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But revenge opportunities were endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, venting some rage was better than none.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Kun’s face glowed with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Chen Guo Academy’s senior officials on the Observation Platform—especially the Xuezheng and Vice Xuezheng—couldn’t even look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, killing Xu Jin meant nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they killed him with a group of dozens, Xu Jin would still die with honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Liu Qingzhu, she buried her head in her chest—wouldn’t watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing to see!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Wasteland Arena, as the eight-member Jinshan Academy group charged east, Yan Chen, who commanded the southern teams, shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry! Don’t let him pick us off one by one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Yan Chen’s southern team and Yuan Feiqing’s western team accelerated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, Guan Li’s eastern team met Xu Jin’s group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, Xu Jin burst forward with Flying Star Step, flashing out from his group like lightning; his Star Chain shot out, coiling around a disciple’s neck, starlight exploding along his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kite Ring!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nine Veins Divine Sword!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Star Arrow Gale!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a second, Xu Jin unleashed twenty Star Arrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Li blocked two of Xu Jin’s Star Arrows, caught them—but was forced back three steps, his Star Shield shattered, his protective Star Veil trembling on the verge of collapse!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, Wang Weisheng lunged forward, unleashing a chain of Star Arrows, Star Rings, and Star Flashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Li instantly dissolved into starlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fallen in battle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One breath later, Lu Xianbing, Yue Daqi, Zhang Han, Zhang Ming, and even Wang Weisheng were all stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They won!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did they really win without even breaking a sweat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight against eleven!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single one died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even a single minor wound!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They only finished off four of the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six were slain outright by Senior Brother!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is Senior Brother really that terrifying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One breath later, Yuan Feiqing and Yan Chen’s teams merged, launching a semi-encircling assault on the Jinshan Dao Academy’s squad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You handle the rest—I’ll take Xu Jin. Feiqing, Mingchun, and the other two deal with him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t believe it—we three together can’t take him down!” Yan Chen roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, twenty-three disciples of the Da Chen Dao Academy charged toward the eight disciples of the Jinshan Dao Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Final battle—charge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jin glanced at his fellow disciples, then instantly led seven of them forward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2543,"2026-06-19T23:56:29.689Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a120df5b778aace4f548ac6600b356303b6ca527699245e1638539717efc1743","the-star-martial-era-chapter-115","the-star-martial-era-chapter-113",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-star-martial-era-cover.jpg"]