“What Xinglan and Wind King? I’ve never even heard of them! Trying to fool me with fake names, do you really think I, Zong Yilang, am an idiot?”
The student named Zong Yilang roared furiously.
Arcs of electricity surged out in torrents, a sizzling sound crackled from his body, and his green skin flickered like a mirage.
In the next second, his mimetic device was rendered completely useless for a moment, revealing his true form—a young man with a topknot.
[Isn’t this one of those OO people living the good life?]
[Lao Kai, give him a good beating.]
[He really is an idiot.]
Kaos studied the other youth as a gentle breeze swept by, a flash of surprise gradually appearing in his eyes.
There were over four thousand students in the Battle Camp, and in two years, though he couldn’t say he’d met or fought everyone—
But someone this powerful would have left an impression, especially a name as distinctive as Zong Yilang.
Yet, the truth was, he had never heard of this person, and the other had also never heard of him.
Kaos couldn’t believe it and asked again for confirmation, “Xinglan—the top student, you don’t know her?”
“Top student? Isn’t that He Lin?” Zong Yilang frowned and replied.
But as soon as he spoke, he too realized something was off, staring hard at Kaos with wide eyes.
“Battle Camp?” he asked.
“Yeah.” Kaos nodded.
“Which planet?”
“Let’s say it together.”
“Fine!”
“Pandora-32.”
“Pandora-35.”
The two spoke in unison, then both felt a jolt in their hearts.
They had never imagined that the organizers actually had more than one Battle Camp.
And that without any notice, they’d all been thrown together into a Survival Test.
[Wait, more than one Battle Camp?]
[Lao Lin really guessed right about this—his insight, spot on.]
[Lao Lin’s insight is just average. If he was that sharp, he wouldn’t have missed a certain lightning-type girl secretly switching out her dagger.]
[Speaking of which, Lao Xi seems pretty normal now. Doesn’t look like anything’s wrong with her.]
[Don’t jinx it. Who knows, Lao Xi’s dark side might just be biding its time.]
“We’re all students, with no personal grudges. Why don’t we both take a step back?” Kaos saw that Giant Stone City was in utter chaos, so he had no intention of going all out against someone as strong as Zong Yilang here.
After all, what mattered most was linking up with his nearby companions.
And to be honest, defeating students from another Battle Camp wouldn’t benefit them in the least.
But—
His concession seemed to be taken for weakness.
A cold smile appeared on Zong Yilang’s face.
“Who said we have no grudge? Different Battle Camps—during the Survival Test, that makes us enemies!”
As soon as he finished, the arcs of electricity around his body flared, erupting in a sizzling detonation—
His whole figure turned into a blinding white flash, hurtling forward.
“Maniac!”
Kaos cursed.
With the enemy charging at him, he couldn’t afford to hold back.
He canceled his mimetic disguise, fully activating his power to construct several solid air walls in front of himself.
This was his attempt to mimic the multi-layered Telekinetic Shield he’d seen Yun Ruoxi use in battle, as tough as a turtle shell.
Though, due to the difference in Star Energy levels, his air walls were nowhere near as dense and resilient as a true Telekinetic Shield.
But they were more than enough to hinder the enemy.
The moment Zong Yilang crashed into the air wall, he felt like he’d plunged into a marsh.
The resistance multiplied, and his speed slowed dramatically.
“Domain-type Superpower?” He gritted his teeth, pouring all his power into his electricity, only to be struck squarely on the nose by a blurry Compressed Air Cannon he could barely even see. His head snapped back.
When he looked up again, his nose was bent and blood was streaming down.
“Bastard!” Infuriated by the blow, Zong Yilang slammed both hands forward.
A visibly bent arc of electricity shot from his palms, its speed far beyond Kaos’s ability to react.
Fortunately, he’d been beaten up by Yun Ruoxi enough times that he’d gotten used to covering himself in a layer of compressed, fast-moving air as soon as a fight started, to guard against a surprise attack.
That saved his life.
The high-speed airflow not only had immense resistance to electricity, but also dispersed most of the current away.
Only a small portion struck Kaos directly.
But even so, his whole body convulsed, muscles twitching out of control.
He collapsed to his knees, clutching his chest, his face full of discomfort.
“Electricity is such a cheating ability!”
Kaos gritted his teeth, letting the airstream push him away from Zong Yilang’s follow-up attacks.
Then, while the other’s offensive paused—
He got up, and from over ten meters away, threw punch after punch, each launching a Compressed Air Cannon at his foe.
These nearly invisible Compressed Air Cannons were almost impossible to dodge.
Zong Yilang couldn’t avoid them at all—he was blasted straight out, tumbling to the edge of the alley.
[This is the pot calling the kettle black. One’s attack can’t be seen, the other can’t be dodged—honestly, both their fighting styles are pretty shameless.]
[No kidding.]
[Is this a battle between a stats freak and a mechanics freak?]
[These stats and mechanics are still a bit lacking. If Lao Xi was here, she’d probably smack them both to death with a single slap.]
[Don’t make your Xi-jie laugh, these guys aren’t even worth a slap.]
“You’re strong. You must not be some nobody in your Battle Camp, either.”
Zong Yilang stood up, face battered and bruised, but the arrogance from before was gone, replaced with a trace of respect.
Of course, it might have been respect for strength, or perhaps he’d just been beaten into submission.
“Compared to the two monsters above, I am a nobody,” Kaos replied coldly, not letting down his guard. “Now move. I don’t have time to waste with you.”
“Is that so?” Zong Yilang seemed to hesitate, stepping aside as he spoke.
But just then—
Kaos heard a sudden rush of wind behind him.
Not good, Zong Yilang had already regrouped with his companions!!
His heart tightened.
A burst of air erupted, spinning his body into a quick, small tornado.
But a huge, black-glowing hand pierced straight through his tornado shield, seized him by the throat, and slammed him brutally into the ground.
Bang!
The tornado instantly vanished, and the ground caved in.
The youth shrouded in black light released his right hand and gave Zong Yilang a cold glance.
“What’s going on?”
Kaos lay in the center of the crater, feeling as though his insides had been smashed to pieces.
But compared to the physical pain, the shock in his heart was far greater.
Just now, the instant that black-glowing hand reached him, he’d seen his own superpower vanish on its own.
No, not vanish—
It was more like… his Star Energy was swallowed, devoured by that bizarre black glow.
That’s why his superpower suddenly broke off, leaving a gaping hole.
What kind of ability was this guy using, to be so strange and terrifying!
“Got one from another Battle Camp. Caught him.” Zong Yilang gritted his teeth and forced out the words.