[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy":3,"chapter-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-68":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1027622,1339,"Chapter 68 The Moonlight Swordsman (XXXIV)","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-68",68,"\u003Cp>The crowd was still screaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The energy in the underground arena was wild, almost chaotic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh... fuu...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea stood there, his breath coming out in short, cold puffs, his body still tense from the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His clothes were torn, and his shoulder was bleeding, but his hands were steady on the hilts of his swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kagetaro had escaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That slippery bastard had slipped away right when Aestrea had landed the final blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cut had been deep—it should've been fatal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no body meant no kill, and that meant he was still out there somewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it...\" Aestrea clicked his tongue, rolling his shoulder as he sheathed his swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The announcer's voice boomed across the arena, drowning out his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN—THE FINAL WINNER OF THE DEATH TOURNAMENT… MOONLIGHT SWORDSMAN!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roar of the crowd was loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WOOOOOOO!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"THAT WAS INSANE!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea ignored them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His glowing crimson eyes swept across the arena, scanning for any lingering threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was nothing left—only the wreckage of their battle, the frozen ground, and the bloodstains marking the arena's floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet… something felt wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sharp gaze locked onto the VIP balcony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up there, hidden behind the one-way glass, the big shots of this underground tournament were watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ones who had wanted him dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ones who had bet everything on his failure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea smirked slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'They must be pissed...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly started walking towards the VIP balcony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside a lavish, dimly lit room above the arena, a group of powerful figures sat in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was thick with tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one moved...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRASH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A glass of expensive wine shattered against the wall, dark red liquid dripping down like blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!\" a deep voice roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The speaker was a tall, muscular man with sharp eyes and a scar running down his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His suit was expensive, but the way he carried himself was more like a brute than a businessman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His name was Daimon Blackfang, one of the key sponsors of the Death Tournament.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the large round table, several other dangerous figures sat, all dressed in expensive suits and robes, each one more furious than the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An old man with golden rings on his fingers gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His name was Grandmaster Hui, the leader of one of the underground assassin's guilds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This wasn't the plan,\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Modified Human we sent was supposed to be perfect. She was made to kill people like Moonlight Swordsman. Yet he's still alive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman in a crimson dress—Madam Wei, the madam from the Wei Family—crossed her legs slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a disgrace,\" she said coldly, her painted lips pressing into a thin line. \"That assassin was one of our lab's finest creations. She should have killed Aestrea easily\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man with sharp eyes and a mechanical hand, Lord Vance, scoffed. \"Well, she didn't. And now, that brat is walking away with our tournament victory.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not to mention... that bitch is going to get the reward!\" Madam Wei bit her lips tightly, clutching her fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them usually distributed the reward between them, but now, they had completely lost it, and they even lost it to their worst enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy silence followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of them had expected this outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of them had planned for this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had poured thousands of platinum coins into this bet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, the one man they wanted dead was still standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We need to fix this. Immediately.\" Daimon said angrily, slamming his fist onto the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Agreed. We can't let him walk away.\" Grandmaster Hui nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We should kill him before he leaves the arena,\" Lord Vance suggested, his metal fingers clicking against the wooden table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too late.\" Madam Wei sighed, swirling the wine in her glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By now, he's already being escorted out. If we move against him now, it'll be too obvious. Our reputation will go even lower, granting more chances for that bitch to rise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was another heavy silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The double doors to the room EXPLODED inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire room shook as the wooden doors were blasted clean off their hinges, flying across the room like broken debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They crashed into the wall with a loud noise, leaving behind a cloud of dust and splinters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And standing in the doorway…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Yara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped inside, her black high heels clicking against the polished floor. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back, her dark eyes burning with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent of her intoxicating perfume filled the air, but there was no trace of her usual playful smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not the usual teasing, seductive Yara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a monster in human form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cold, razor-sharp gaze swept across the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How dare you harm my baby?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was low, but high enough to reach their ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daimon's breath hitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Wei's fingers trembled slightly around her glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Grandmaster Hui, who had faced countless assassins in his lifetime, felt a bead of sweat roll down his temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they all knew—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yara wasn't just some woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the most dangerous person in the underground world and one of the few SS-rank in the entire world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention, she was the \"bitch\" they wanted to get rid of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few minutes, Daimon was the first to recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scowled, stepping forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yara, he's just another challenger, besides you know the rules of the underground, right?\" he growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This has nothing to do with you. Back off,\" he warned her coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yara's eyes flickered slightly at his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone could react, Yara vanished from her spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, she was right in front of Daimon—her heel slamming into his knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SNAP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"GAAAAAAAAAHH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daimon let out a bloodcurdling scream as his leg bent the wrong way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He collapsed to the floor, clutching his knee, his face twisted in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yara didn't even look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned to the others, her lips curling into a deadly smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really thought you could try to kill my baby and get away with it?\" she asked sweetly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vance's metal hand clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We had our reasons,\" he said stiffly. \"The boy—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yara casually lifted her hand, making a gun gesture—and shot him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mana bullet pierced his mechanical hand, making sparks fly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AGHH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vance hissed, grabbing his damaged limb, but Yara was already moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped towards the table, placing her hands on the polished wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her nails tapped against the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You see… I don't mind all of you plotting against me, but...\" she began, her voice soft. \"How dare you send someone to kill my dear baby?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes darkened completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I could kill all of you right now. It'd be so easy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But my baby won. Fair and square.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tilted her head, her dark hair falling over her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So here's what's going to happen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed a delicate finger at each of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will not lay a hand on him ever again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone was final.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Wei swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandmaster Hui clenched his jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daimon—still writhing on the floor—was too busy gasping in pain to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, with a smirk, Yara turned on her heel and walked towards the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before she left—she glanced over her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes gleamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, and one more thing…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you even think about trying again… I'll rip your hearts out myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, just like that, she was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the silence that followed, one thing was clear—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had just made a very, very big mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"FUCK!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daimon shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still on the floor, panting through clenched teeth, his leg twisted at a sickening angle. The pain was unbearable, but not nearly as bad as the fury boiling inside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandmaster Hui let out a slow, shaky breath. His fingers trembled slightly as he picked up his glass of wine—his grip tight enough to crack the crystal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a sip, trying to regain his composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one spoke for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SMASH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vance slammed his damaged metal hand onto the table, his face twisted in barely contained rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"THAT. BITCH.\" His voice was sharp, cutting through the silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We can't let this stand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She made a mockery of us,\" Madam Wei said quietly, her voice cold as ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was usually composed, but now, she was still gripping her wine glass so hard her knuckles had gone white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She's too strong,\" Grandmaster Hu admitted his voice even. \"Much stronger than I expected. But strength doesn't make someone untouchable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandmaster Hui leaned back in his chair, his golden rings glinting under the dim lights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daimon finally managed to pull himself into a sitting position, his breaths ragged. His forehead was slick with sweat, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want her dead,\" he growled, his voice filled with killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I want that brat Aestrea's head on a pike.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deadly silence followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, slowly, Madam Wei set down her glass and spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips curled into a smirk, but there was no amusement in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They both need to die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vance flexed his injured metal hand, sparks still flickering from where the bullet had hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We invested too much in this tournament to let that kid walk away alive. And Yara? She's a problem we should've handled a long time ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daimon gritted his teeth at Vance's words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But we can't take her head-on,\" he admitted, bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandmaster Hui nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, we can't.\" He tapped his fingers on the table, thinking. \"She's too strong, too fast. If we try to fight her directly, she'll carve through us before we can even blink.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Wei sighed, swirling the last of her wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then we don't fight her directly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daimon narrowed his eyes at her before asking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you saying?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at him, her red-painted lips curling into a knowing smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm saying…\" she drawled, \"we don't need to fight her. We just need to make sure she's not there when Aestrea dies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vance raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have a plan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Wei's eyes gleamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We split them up. Isolate the boy. Make him vulnerable. And when the time is right…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She mimicked a slicing motion across her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad. But how do we keep Yara occupied?\" Grandmaster Hui nodded slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Wei chuckled. \"Oh, that part's easy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at Daimon. \"You still have contacts in the government, don't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daimon, still grimacing in pain, nodded stiffly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Wei's smirk widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. Then we'll have them put out a bounty.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy silence followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vance's lips twisted into a wicked grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh… now that's interesting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandmaster Hui's eyes flicked in interest\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A bounty on Yara herself?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Madam Wei said smoothly, her voice dripping with satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tilted her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We put a bounty on Aestrea.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daimon's eyes widened slightly—then a slow, cruel smile spread across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they put out a high-profile bounty on Aestrea, the underground would erupt. Every assassin, every hunter, every desperate mercenary would be after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Yara?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She'd be too busy fighting off an endless wave of killers to protect him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when she was exhausted, weakened—that's when they'd strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vance leaned back in his chair, a smirk tugging at his lips. \"And just to make it interesting… let's offer a reward they can't refuse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandmaster Hui steepled his fingers, considering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"100 Platinum Coins...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too low.\" Madam Wei chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"10.000 Platinum Coins,\" Daimon rasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Wei grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now that,\" she said, \"is a bounty worth chasing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vance let out a low whistle. \"10.000 Platinum Coins for the head of Aestrea… We won't just get assassins. We'll get the best.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daimon chuckled darkly, the pain in his leg now seemed like a distant memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're about to watch the whole world come for that brat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Wei raised her glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then let's drink to his death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandmaster Hui smirked and lifted his own glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lord Vance followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Daimon, gritting his teeth, managed to grab a drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As their glasses clinked together, the air in the room turned dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their plan was set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, well... isn't this such a beautiful scene to see?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice—smooth, mocking—cut through the air like a sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room immediately froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, their gazes snapped toward the ruined doorway—the place where the doors should have been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there—standing just at the threshold—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two glowing red eyes with a faint scarlet smoke seeping out of them, pierced through the dim light, looking at them sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure stepped forward, calm, almost lazy in his movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap... tap... tap...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His boots clicked softly against the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shadows around him shifted, revealing a face half-lit by the flickering chandelier above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips curled into a small, knowing smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, he spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Isn't it better to finish the job directly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers moved with slow, deliberate ease—grasping the hilts of the two swords at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shing...!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of steel sliding free from its sheath filled the air, sharp and deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold sweat formed on the foreheads of the big shots at the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for the first time that night—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hunters felt like prey.\u003C\u002Fp>",2282,"2026-06-03T09:18:17.303Z","2026-06-03T09:18:22.612Z",1,"novelbin.me","4bc1d887894f4aa3316d0985e1c5439d2e375995f12e60370eae57f66acd50a8","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-69","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-67",547,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-cover.jpg"]