Global Martial Arts: Slaughter to Become Emperor

Chapter 78 Divine Soldiers Descend from the Sky

Now, any fourth-rank martial artist who hasn't mastered Qi and Blood is like cutting melons and vegetables in front of Lu Hao; only those who have mastered Qi and Blood can hold their own against him for a few moves.

He glanced at the remaining fourth-rank cult martial artist, who was probably at the high end of the fourth rank and was fighting Zhang Shifu to a standstill.

Lu Hao slashed at the fourth-rank high-level opponent.

Unlike the previous three mid-level fourth-rank attacks, this strike didn't go straight for his body without any resistance. It was weakened considerably by the counterattack of the opponent, a high-level fourth-rank attacker, before it finally hit him.

Lu Hao glanced at the heretical martial artist opposite him. He hadn't expected that this was not just a Qi and Blood martial artist, but someone who had mastered the fourth level of Qi and Blood. No wonder he could fight the instructors of the Demon Martial Arts Academy to a standstill.

Fortunately, his burst of energy and blood still couldn't surpass Lu Hao's, so Lu Hao still had the upper hand.

After exchanging a glance with Instructor Zhang, the two of them unleashed their inner energy and attacked together. Faced with the simultaneous bursts of energy from both of them, the evil cult warriors on the other side finally started to panic.

They fought back, trying to interrupt the two's outburst, but to no avail. They could only watch helplessly as a surge of violent blood energy rushed towards them.

He didn't expect that even after Lu Hao unleashed so much energy and killed three mid-stage fourth-rank cultivators, he still had energy left to harm him.

He had already realized that Lu Hao was only a high-level third-rank martial artist, but who was this powerful third-rank martial artist who still had vitality after killing three mid-level fourth-rank martial artists?

Seeing that the cult fighter opposite him was already seriously injured, Lu Hao showed no mercy and swung his sword again, completely piercing the opponent's abdomen, killing him completely.

"Instructor Zhang, you should go check on the battle at the fifth rank first. I'll go to the village to see how the new students are doing and if there are any third-rank heretical martial artists."

Lu Hao said as he hurried toward the village.

……

On the other hand, after accepting today's mission, Fang Ping felt something was wrong. After all, how could a cult stronghold only have one second-rank and two first-rank members?

Are you sure this is a cult stronghold and not a cult family?

However, judging from the mission description, it was a cult stronghold. Fang Ping believed that this must be a lesson prepared by their mentors because they thought the early stages were too easy.

After all, the first two tasks were too simple; one person could handle them all, let alone ten people working together.

This has led some of his students to become arrogant, thinking that the threat of completing tasks, as mentioned by their mentor, is nothing serious.

Fang Ping even suspected that the school would deliberately allow professors to stand by and watch their students die!

Because it can stimulate students and make them truly experience the feeling of death!

Every day they say that there might be danger, that they might die, but who cares?

But if they saw someone around them actually die, these students would instantly mature. Fang Ping had thought of this before.

Using the lives of a few individuals to awaken the entire emerging elite class is a worthwhile trade.

Wuhan University, that's just how realistic it is!

There might be a third-rank martial artist here who will let the students experience a beating before they come to the rescue.

So Fang was extremely careful when doing this task, but he still miscalculated. At the beginning, there were indeed only three martial artists here, one second-rank and two first-rank.

The mission went smoothly, just when Fang Ping thought he was overthinking things and that his ideas were too dark, and that the mentors wouldn't actually do that.

The next moment, a martial artist was heard shouting outside.

"Wuhan University professor, come out and face your death!"

At the same time, they also heard Tang Feng's voice.

Fang Ping panicked instantly. There were martial artists fighting Tang Feng outside. What was Tang Feng's strength? Peak sixth rank.

This means that if there are sixth-rank peak evil cult warriors outside, then surely there are others with other cultivation levels as well.

Sure enough, two third-rank heretical martial artists rushed out and attacked them. Fang Ping had no choice but to defend against one of them while the others joined forces to resist the other.

Fang Ping was cursing Tang Feng to death in his heart. He had realized that Tang Feng had been using them as bait, but they had failed. He wondered what the situation was like outside.

Helpless, Fang Ping stopped thinking about anything else and focused on dealing with the third-rank martial artist in front of him. Although he could recover his qi and blood...

However, his attacks could not harm this third-rank martial artist; at most, he could only remain undefeated.

Meanwhile, Zhao Xuemei and her group were facing an even tougher challenge, only able to withstand attacks from the third-rank enemy at the cost of minor injuries, and the situation was already precarious.

Fang Ping himself couldn't withstand the attack of two third-rank soldiers.

Fang Ping's hopes now rest on the battle against the mentors outside. If the mentors lose, their entire army will be wiped out.

Even if the mentors outside win, if the victory takes too long, they might already be killed by the two third-rank martial artists in front of them.

At this critical moment, Fang Ping heard a familiar voice.

"cut"

A dazzling light ripped through the void, and a deafening explosion echoed through the sky.

The third-rank soldier who was fighting Zhao Xuemei and the others was instantly cleaved in two by a single strike.

After glancing at Zhao Xuemei's condition, Lu Hao turned around and slashed at Fang Ping's opponent as well.

With a single strike, he shattered the powerful third-rank martial artist that Fang Ping had only been able to barely withstand.

Fang Ping realized for the first time how pleasing and grateful Lu Hao was to look at, as if he were a divine soldier descended from the sky. If he were a woman, she would want to marry Lu Hao.

"Brother Lu, you're such a good brother Lu! If it weren't for you, we would have been doomed here. It's all Big Lion's fault..."

Seeing Fang Ping complaining about Tang Feng, Lu Hao stopped his incessant chatter.

"Fang Ping, you take them and retreat first. The instructors outside are still fighting. Just in case, you go ahead. I need to go back and check the situation. Maybe we can ambush one or two martial artists."

Lu Hao looked at the freshmen who had suffered many injuries and said to Fang Ping beside him.

"Old Lu, are you sure you're not in danger?"

Fang Ping asked, "Since there are sixth-rank enemies on the other side, there must also be fourth- or fifth-rank enemies. Lu Hao is only a third-rank. Even if he can kill a third-rank enemy instantly, he certainly can't do the same against a fourth-rank enemy."

"It's alright, I'll go see if there's an opportunity. If there is, then I'll make my move."

After Lu Hao finished speaking, he headed out of the village. After all, there were still three fifth-rank cultivators left. If he cooperated with his teacher, he could kill them.

When Lu Hao arrived at the scene of the previous battle, he found Tang Feng dragging a crippled body there, while the other instructors were cleaning up the battlefield.

"Big Lion...Teacher Tang, which sixth-rank martial artist is this?"

Lu Hao almost shouted "big lion" out loud, but quickly corrected himself.

"Hmph, yes, this is that sixth-rank heretical martial artist. Let the military interrogate him and see if they can get anything out of him."

Tang Feng naturally heard what Lu Hao initially wanted to call him. In the end, which bastard gave his nickname to these students?

The students are secretly calling him "Big Lion," and he knows it.

Please vote for me, please read on, please add this to your favorites.