Chapter 142 - War Is Life And Death
When Duanmu heard Ersus"s cry for help, he glanced at him indifferently.
He raised his hand, and a golden light flew from his finger towards Ersus. It chopped off the World Cleansing Fire vine.
Vincent narrowed his eyes. He had never thought that Duanmu could actually chop off the vine formed by World Cleansing Fire.
There were many people who could counter Vincent"s superpowers, but Duanmu was the first to be able to counter World Cleansing Fire.
When Ersus saw that World Cleansing Fire had disappeared from his body, he heaved a sigh of relief and jumped up. He hid behind Duanmu and looked at Vincent in fear.
This would-be freshman was so fierce!
At that time, a large number of people who were standing around walked behind Duanmu to fight. In a short while, they formed a 10-by-8 rectangular square formation.
Duanmu turned his gaze away from Vincent and looked behind him with a dissatisfied expression.
"100 seniors ambushed 5,000 prospective freshmen, and more than ten of them were subdued? I think it"s time for all of you to return to the furnace."
More than 80 seniors who stood behind Duanmu s.h.i.+vered. They looked as if they had nothing to live for.
Duanmu raised his hand, and a golden light flew outwards. It then sprinkled on all the unconscious people.
In an instant, the unconscious people slowly woke up.
The senior students all lowered their heads in embarra.s.sment and self-blame. They walked to stand behind Duanmu.
The prospective freshmen were dumbfounded.
Were they not sleeping in the house? Why were they in the courtyard when they opened their eyes? Why were there so many people around? What were they trying to do?
Duanmu looked disdainfully at the freshmen who had just woken up.
"Congratulations, freshmen who have been subdued. You have been eliminated!"
When the freshmen heard what he said, they were all furious.
What kind of joke was this? What kind of joke was this guy who was s.h.i.+ning with gold all over?
After going through so much trouble to get to this point, they were eliminated just like that?
"What right do you have? We didn"t do anything. How did we get eliminated?"
"Who are you? You said we were eliminated just like that?"
"That"s right! That"s right!"
All of the prospective freshmen expressed their dissatisfaction. When they woke up, they did not even understand what was going on before they were eliminated. There was no reason for them to be eliminated!
When Duanmu heard the discussions of the prospective freshmen, a playful smile appeared on his face. Coupled with his s.h.i.+ny golden body, there was an indescribable sense of dissonance.
When the seniors saw Duanmu"s expression, they s.h.i.+vered again. They looked at the eliminated prospective freshmen with sympathy on their faces and closed their eyes tightly.
"On what basis?"
Duanmu licked his lips and chuckled.
"On the basis that I"m stronger than all of you!"
As he spoke, the golden glow on Duanmu"s body suddenly intensified and illuminated the entire area as if it was daytime.
"F*ck! My eyes!"
"What kind of power is this! How can it be so powerful?"
"B*stard! It"s great that you can s.h.i.+ne!"
The older students were already prepared. All of them closed their eyes. However, the prospective freshmen were caught off guard and were unable to see anything clearly. Their visions were filled with golden yellow colors.
Although there was no harm done, the prospective freshmen were humiliated greatly.
To the students of War School, they were all newcomers, but to the prospective freshmen, they were all geniuses and elites of the various schools. Wherever they went, they would be looked up to by others. Who would have thought that they would actually suffer under such circ.u.mstances?
If it was not for the fact that they could not see, they would have given Duanmu a beating no matter what.
Vincent narrowed his eyes slightly. When he saw that all the older students had closed their eyes, he knew that something bad was going to happen. He also closed his eyes and was not affected by Duanmu"s golden light.
The catgirl standing next to Vincent was not spared. At that moment, she held onto Vincent"s clothes with one hand and rubbed her tear-stained eyes with her other hand.
"What is this? B*stard!"
The catgirl cursed with dissatisfaction.
When Duanmu saw the looks of the prospective freshmen, he curled his lips in disdain.
"What kind of place do you think War School is?"
"This is h.e.l.l! It"s a school specially built for Warriors!"
"It"s a place where you can be dragged onto the battlefield at any time to partic.i.p.ate in the war!"
"Your existence will only bring shame to this school!"
"Each and every one of you can be knocked unconscious and captured on the premise that you know. If you go to the battlefield, do you think you can survive?"
Duanmu"s voice was heavy and stern, but one could hear the deep worry in his voice. The golden light on his body also slowly faded.
The prospective freshmen gradually regained their vision. They looked at Duanmu with anger.
"You were ambus.h.i.+ng us! If it was a head-on battle, we wouldn"t even know who would win!"
"That"s right! Attacking us while we were sleeping, this isn"t fair!"
"B*stard! I want a one-on-one fight with you! I refuse to accept this!"
The prospective freshmen were still clamoring. They obviously did not take Duanmu"s words seriously.
Duanmu sneered again, somewhat cruel and sad.
"A head-on fight? Fair? A one-on-one fight?"
"Hahahaha! This is the funniest joke I"ve heard today!"
"War is life and death, a h.e.l.l where the enemy is killed by any means necessary to survive!"
"You"re telling me to fight head-on? Fair? One-on-one? If you"re still holding onto the idea that the referee is calling for the start of a one-on-one fight, then I advise you to leave War School now for the sake of your little lives!"
"Because people will really die..."
Duanmu lowered his head slightly. Vincent could see his slightly trembling shoulders.
The prospective freshmen were still clamoring. They did not understand what Duanmu was saying. They only knew that they had been ambushed and kicked out of the school. They were furious and only wanted to vent their anger.
Vincent, who had experienced war, was different. He knew very well that Duanmu was telling the truth.
Those who were not knocked out or captured might still be useful on the battlefield. Those who were knocked out or captured would only die. They might even be a burden to others.
On the battlefield, there was only life and death. There was nothing else.
Even if you used the vilest methods, as long as you could kill the enemy, there would be no problem. No one would say that the methods you used were disgraceful.
Only the living had the right to speak.
After more than a minute, Duanmu raised his head, his eyes red.
"From the moment you stepped into Ximbi City and saw teacher Urgart, did you ever think about why every teacher you saw was disabled? Don"t they want to stand here in perfect health?"
"They are all brave warriors! Heroes who survived the battlefield and had no choice but to stay here to teach us tras.h.!.+"
"We will all go to the battlefield in the future. Perhaps we will become one of them, or we will never return!"
"To become students of War School, you must have the awareness of death..."
"To be born a warmonger!"
Duanmu suddenly roared. Tears were flowing down from his eyes.
"Death is the soul of War!"
The older students standing behind him also roared with all their strength.
"For the Beast Race! Roar!"