bioinnovel Chapter 39 If you can't beat them, call them daddy
Chapter 39 If you can't beat them, call them daddy
The leader looked down at Lin Yuan, then at the dark purple spear on his lap, his gaze lingering on Zi Dian for a long while.
"Oh, Tier 2 B-rank?" His tone carried an unsettling smirk.
"Purple Thunder Cloud Iron, fourth-tier magic core, this gun isn't cheap, is it? At least a hundred."
Lin Yuan remained silent.
"My name is Zhao Feng, from Hangzhou No. 9 Middle School." He introduced himself with a confident tone that said, "You must have heard of me."
"I overheard someone on the road saying that an F-rank lightning user was carrying a Tier 2 B-rank gun and went deep into the area alone. I didn't believe it, but it turns out it's true."
A boy with dyed blond hair behind him chuckled and chimed in, "Brother Feng, isn't it a waste for an F-rank lightning user to use a Tier 2 B-rank weapon?"
"Exactly!" another guy with a buzz cut chimed in. "What's the difference between giving it to him and giving a monkey a dragon-slaying sword?"
Zhao Feng raised his hand, and the people behind him quieted down.
He looked down at Lin Yuan with an expression that said, "I'm doing this for your own good."
"Hey classmate, you've seen it yourself, the monsters in this forest are getting weirder and weirder. Even with the best gun, you, an F-rank lightning-type, can't use it effectively. You'll just be easy prey for second-tier monsters. How about this..."
He stretched out a hand.
"Lend us your gun for a few days. We'll return it after the exam. We have a grenade user in our team, E-rank, Tier 1, 4th level, who's better suited to this gun than you."
"Come with us, and we'll guarantee your safety for three days. Don't worry about the points; we'll give you some to ensure you don't have zero."
When he said the word "borrow," the corners of his mouth were curved, and there was no hint of negotiation in his eyes.
The E-rank lightning-type examinee behind him took a step forward. He was tall and thin, wearing the uniform of Hangzhou No. 9 Middle School, and carrying an E-rank standard long gun on his back.
The gun was spotless, without a single sign of battle.
He looked at Lin Yuan's Purple Lightning with undisguised greed in his eyes.
There are very few lightning-type ability users.
Because lightning is the most powerful elemental attribute, its awakening rate is extremely low; perhaps only one in a hundred awakened individuals will be a lightning-type.
Of the 3,000 test takers in Hangzhou, no more than ten are lightning-type ability users.
This Tier 2 B-grade Purple Lightning uses a Tier 4 lightning-type magic core and its body is made of Purple Lightning Cloud Iron. You can't find a second one like it in the entire Hangzhou weapon market.
For a low-level lightning-type ability user, this gun is a dream weapon.
Lin Yuan looked at Zhao Feng's outstretched hand, then at the tall, thin lightning-elemental examinee, and finally looked down at the Zidian on his knee.
He suddenly laughed.
I wasn't laughing out of anger; I genuinely found it funny.
In Donghai City, Zhao Tianyu had the same attitude, believing that F-class people should obediently offer their faces for others to trample on.
When I arrived in Hangzhou, a different group of people appeared, but they all had the same attitude.
If the level of artistic merit is higher and there are more people, the lines don't even need to be changed.
"The rules state that candidates are not allowed to fight each other," Lin Yuan said calmly.
Zhao Feng paused for a moment, then laughed: "I know, that's why we're discussing this with you, isn't it?"
"This is not a matter for discussion."
Lin Yuan corrected him: "The rules also state that candidates can compete for points. Both sides press the battle button on the locator at the same time to enter the judgment mode."
He raised his left hand.
"Are you nine going to come one by one, or all at once?"
Zhao Feng's smile froze.
The eight people behind him were also stunned, as if they had heard something unbelievable.
F-rank lightning type, Tier 1, Level 4, wielding a Tier 2 B-rank gun, is he going to take on nine opponents at once?
The guy with the dyed yellow hair was the first to laugh out loud, followed by the guy with the buzz cut, and then the others.
Laughter echoed through the woods, startling several birds.
"Are you serious?" Zhao Feng looked down at Lin Yuan as if he were looking at a fool.
Lin Yuan did not answer.
He pressed the battle button on the locator with his left hand, looking at Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng's face darkened: "Fine. If you insist on causing trouble, I'll grant your wish."
He also pressed the battle button on the locator. The eight people behind him exchanged glances and then pressed their buttons as well.
The locators of all ten people simultaneously emitted a soft "beep" sound, entering the judgment mode.
The indicator light on the wristband changed from green to yellow—it was recording battle data.
The instant the indicator light changed color, Lin Yuan moved.
Lightning-type ability users possess unparalleled speed among their peers.
His true level was the peak of the seventh level of the first rank, which was at least two levels higher than everyone else present.
He didn't use combat techniques—there was no need to deal with these people.
First.
Before Huang Mao could react, Zi Dian's gun barrel had already slashed horizontally at his waist.
Lin Yuan didn't intend to kill anyone, so he only used 70% of his strength, but even using 70% of the power from the Nine Rounds of Bone Tempering was still not enough.
The blond-haired man flew sideways, his back slamming into a pine tree. The indicator light on the locator flashed, indicating that he had lost his ability to fight.
Sold out instantly.
the second.
The boy with the buzz cut reacted faster, raising his standard-issue longsword. But just as he raised the sword halfway, the shaft of Zidian's gun swept across his knees, causing his legs to buckle and him to kneel on the ground.
The third, the fourth, the fifth.
Silvery-white lightning flashed intermittently through the forest, accompanied by muffled groans and the sound of bodies falling to the ground.
sixth.
Zhao Feng's expression changed completely.
He is a B-level fire-type level 1, level 5, and is a well-known figure in Hangzhou No. 9 Middle School.
He drew the longsword from his back, but his hand was trembling.
It wasn't out of fear, but because he realized his eyes couldn't keep up with Lin Yuan's speed.
He had just located Lin Yuan's position when Lin Yuan appeared in another location in the next second.
Lightning flashed, figures darted about, and his teammates fell one after another.
"you!"
He gritted his teeth and swung his sword, unleashing a fiery sword aura.
Lin Yuan did not dodge. The tip of his Purple Lightning Spear thrust straight forward, and lightning condensed into a line that pierced through the very center of the fiery sword energy.
The tip of Zidian's spear stopped three inches in front of Zhao Feng's throat.
Zhao Feng's pupils contracted, his Adam's apple bobbed once, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
Seeing that his life was hanging by a thread, he quickly threw down his weapon and cried out, "Dad, Dad, don't kill me, don't kill me, I was wrong."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan found it amusing.
Just a few minutes ago he was incredibly arrogant, but now he's shamelessly calling me "Dad."
Lin Yuan withdrew the Purple Lightning, and the spear tip fell to the ground.
He looked at the nine people lying haphazardly on the ground, then at the tracking bracelet on his left wrist.
The judgment mode has ended automatically, and his score has increased.
Zhao Feng and the other nine people had 30% of their original points deducted and transferred to his name.
The points balance jumped from 82 to 143.
Then he did something.
The tip of the Purple Lightning Spear struck nine times in quick succession.
It landed precisely on the left wrists of nine people, shattering all nine positioning bracelets simultaneously.
Silver-gray fragments were scattered all over the ground, the indicator light flashed twice, and then went out completely.
The rules do not state that you cannot break other people's distress signals.
A broken distress signal means that a distress signal has been sent.
Once a distress signal is sent, the examiners will arrive quickly, and their arrival means they have lost their eligibility to take the exam.
Zhao Feng looked down at the smoking fragments of the distress signal device on his wrist, his face turning from white to blue, then from blue to green.
"you!"
The moment Zhao Feng shouted it out, he regretted it.
Lin Yuan raised Zidian with a half-smile and held it to his throat.
Seeing this, Zhao Feng forced himself to remain calm.
"Oh dear, Lin Yuan's father, look at my temper."