When system cheat becomes rampant!

Chapter 109 Don't Show Your Moves When Fighting

"Oh, trouble has arrived."

Elder Luo stepped aside, full of excitement, activating his "Thrive in Chaos Mission" and feeling extremely thrilled.

One of the students in a shirt approached Xiang Beifei and after confirming his identity, a certain look appeared in his eyes, "You are the N-grade freshman who wants to get into our school through public opinion pressure?"

Xiang Beifei calmly looked at the male student—

[Host: Wang Ze]

[Rank R, Plunder from Martial Worlds System]

[Realm: Mid-stage of Qi-Controlling]

The Plunder from Martial Worlds System probably meant hopping into various martial arts dramas or novels to play out scenarios, completing certain tasks in each story and receiving rewards if the conditions were met.

Xiang Beifei noticed his most recently completed mission:

[You killed Qiao Feng and became the leader of the Beggars' Sect, plundering Qiao Feng's Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon.]

Every time Wang Ze entered a story, he had to kill a character from the plot and then plunder their martial arts. The characters he killed at first were not too strong, such as the Southern Sea Crocodile God and Ye Erniang.

The mission required him to duel the targets face to face and to kill them using brute force, so he couldn't resort to other strategies and wasn't even allowed to use basic Spiritual Power. Once he entered a story, he was no longer at the mid-stage of Qi-Controlling but a fighter normally practicing Inner Strength.

To pass through the stories, one must rely on genuine martial arts, then convert the plundered skills to the system world, and combine them with Spiritual Power to exert greater power in the system world.

In order to obtain the Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon, he had to kill forty-two characters in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils," plundering their martial arts, before he could barely kill Qiao Feng by leveraging the martial prowess of many others.

It took him a year to complete this task! The Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon had become his most relied upon ability. When he executed the Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon combined with his own Spiritual Power, the power was extremely formidable; there were scarcely any opponents at the mid-stage of Qi-Controlling.

Wang Ze's next mission in the system seemed to be to go through "Swordsman" to kill Linghu Chong. His task list also included killing Yue Buqun and Invincible East. As to what he would plunder would depend on his fate.

Xiang Beifei had a clear understanding of the opponent's plundered abilities.

Wang Ze had just obtained the Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon and was considered one of the best among those ranked R. He was becoming increasingly proficient in this palm technique and sought someone to test it on; his gaze settled on Xiang Beifei.

"Why aren't you speaking?"

He looked at Xiang Beifei, stretching his hand to rub his fists. After a while, he smiled again, "I get it; you're scared coming to a place where the elites gather?"

The students of Martial Arts College really were blunt, straightforward, and typically spoke without thinking.

Xiang Beifei could accept this situation.

"Haha, this place is full of Qi-Controlling elites. It's normal for an N-grade Awakener like you to be scared. Relying on public opinion online is one thing, but here at the Martial Arts College, we rely on our fists! Did you think there would be netizens here to speak up for you?" another male student said.

[Host: Song Yuan]

[Rank R, Divine Sniper System]

[Realm: Mid-stage of Qi-Controlling]

This individual had awakened a sniper system, which provided various types of firearms in its interface. To purchase many powerful sniper rifles, he needed to spend system points, which he had to earn by sniping targets, including but not limited to flies, mosquitoes, and so on.

The system would create various training simulations for him and even let him go into the wilderness outside of the domain to sniper desolate beasts, or immerse himself in a game, joining in a battle royale. Currently, his most relied upon sniper rifle was a Barrett.

Song Yuan's system was not suitable for combat but was better suited for sniping from cover; his close-quarters combat skills were not that formidable, but the lethality of his sniper rifle was also linked to his cultivation.

Wang Ze and Song Yuan both possessed R-grade systems, and in a place like Liangzhou University, where elites converged, strictly speaking, their system talents were at the bottom of the heap. It was difficult for them to have an opportunity to shine in front of those with S-grade and SR-grade systems.

Now that an N-grade Awakener had arrived, whose talent was even worse than theirs, their own sense of superiority with R-grade systems was immediately evident. Inside the tree hollow, the two of them were among the ones who shouted the loudest.

Xiang Beifei did not speak and shifted his gaze away from them, still waiting for Lu Zhiwei.

Seeing themselves being ignored by Xiang Beifei, Wang Ze and Song Yuan narrowed their eyes.

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Wang Ze stared at Xiang Beifei. "Let me tell you, Liangzhou University isn't the place for any trash that comes along. If you knew what was good for you, you'd turn around and go back where you came from, otherwise, you're going to have a hard time at this elite university."

"The Martial Arts College of this elite university isn't all about high scores in cultural subjects. Everyone here is an elite. Think about it, what grade do you think you are? And you even dare to join forces with journalists to pressure our Liangzhou University in an attempt to get in? Your face is quite big, isn't it!" Song Yuan remarked.

Xiang Beifei still did not speak.

Old Man Luo nearby kept cracking sunflower seeds, carrying out his "Join in the Fun Task". He didn't bother to stop the fight; squabbles were common at the elite university and it was fine for him to do something leisurely.

Song Yuan suddenly thought of something and said, "Just now, I remember Lu Zhiwei seemed to say someone was waiting for her outside and was anxious to come out. It couldn't be him she was looking for, could it?"

Wang Ze feigned a look of realization before saying, "I was wondering why such an N-grade Awakener dared to come to Liangzhou University. Turned out he found an S-grade girl to lean on, hiding behind a woman and becoming a kept man. Do you expect to hide behind a girl for all your years at university? Should she protect you at all times?"

"This is interesting! An N-grade trash overestimating his ability at the elite university, muddling through three years on the coattails of a woman—how very interesting!" Song Yuan sneered.

Xiang Beifei pondered for a moment, then turned his head and inquired with Elder Luo, "Are we allowed to fight?"

Since he was new here, it was better to clarify the rules—it would be more polite.

Elder Luo, munching on sunflower seeds, was happy to hear Xiang Beifei finally speak up. He nodded eagerly:

"Liangzhou University's rules state that sparring is allowed as long as there is a faculty member or elder present. I'm faculty and I can testify! I can testify! I love testifying for geniuses!"

He was so excited that he sprayed sunflower seed shells everywhere with his mouth.

Attending the Martial Arts College meant that these students would be trained to resist desolate beasts from the outer domains in the future. If they couldn't fight, what was the point of being here?

Hearing Xiang Beifei's words, Wang Ze laughed, "You want to fight with me?"

"You must not know our strength, huh? Do you think once you get to university, you'll get by with just acing exams? Wang Ze, let me handle this! We don't need you for someone like him; I'm enough."

Song Yuan rubbed his palms together and stretched lazily, "Come on, I'll let you make three moves first, and then I'll teach you," N-grade Awakener, "what it truly means to be an elite—"

Whoosh!

Before Song Yuan could finish his sentence, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes as a shadow flashed rapidly past him, bringing a burst of explosive punch wind that slammed into his face.

Bang!

Song Yuan screamed, his body flying backward and crashing into the wall with a muffled sound, collapsing limply to the ground.

"When fighting, don't hold back."

Xiang Beifei stood there, saying earnestly.