Rise of the Zerg in the World of Gods

"Are you even a man?" A girl from First High came on stage, angrily accusing while chanting a spell.

"Idiot!" Li Dong directly threw his hammer, smashing her to death.

A mage dueling a close-combat fighter on the stage, yet not first setting up a defense for herself, but preparing to cast a spell instead.

"Next!" Li Dong's expression barely changed as he calmly retrieved his hammer.

"Useless!" Seeing Li Dong dominating on stage, Huang Xuan was furious.

He silently cursed himself for not going up earlier, not giving the opponent a chance to show off.

"Teacher, let me go!" He volunteered.

"Alright!" The head teacher from First High agreed without much thought.

This couldn't continue. First High's victory was certain, but winning ungracefully would be embarrassing.

Now letting one person take out so many from First High, regardless of whether he was Sixth High's strongest student, First High had already lost face. Now they needed to quickly eliminate all of Sixth High's people and end this farce.

He glanced at Fang Shuo, but the latter showed no intention of taking action. At this point, he could only let Huang Xuan try.

After all, Huang Xuan's strength wasn't weak either.

Lying in the game cabin and connecting his consciousness to enter the arena, Huang Xuan, upon seeing Li Dong, attacked without any hesitation.

Learning from previous lessons, he fully utilized his mage advantages, constantly consuming from afar with various small spells, giving Li Dong no chance to get close.

Mages originally needed to control distance to ensure their safety.

Li Dong tried twice but couldn't break through under Huang Xuan's spell suppression.

"You're just useless. What can you compete with me?" Seeing Li Dong suppressed by himself, Huang Xuan couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"No money, wanting to keep a woman but having to sell resources, who else would get dumped if not you?"

While trash-talking to distract his opponent, Huang Xuan's attacks didn't stop.

Li Dong discarded the heavy pair of hammers in his hands, switching to another weapon instead.

Without the hammers weighing him down, his speed became more agile.

He used the hammers only because they were powerful and heavy, and easily injured rather than directly killing.

Now that the hammers were hindering him, he directly switched weapons, unburdened.

Taking a sword from the weapon rack, Li Dong moved like a cunning rabbit, constantly dodging Huang Xuan's attacks. He was able to dodge even before the small spell attacks arrived.

On the spectator stand, a group of principals sat together.

Watching the two's battle, First High's principal Dongfang Cheng nodded with satisfaction. Although Li Dong's previous actions had displeased him, it wasn't bad that the battle wasn't one-sided now.

"Old Zhong, this Li Dong from your school is not bad."

"You're too kind, too kind. We're still going to be crushed by you!" Zhong Tianyue shook his head.

Everyone was very clear that there was a huge gap between their school and First High. Although it seemed Li Dong had eliminated several people from First High in one go, it was because First High's strongest few hadn't taken the stage.

Dongfang Cheng smiled. He truly appreciated Li Dong; as for the entanglements between children, he didn't care.

What he cared about now was Li Dong's strong battle instinct.

In the virtual arena, Huang Xuan and Li Dong were fighting back and forth very intensely.

Li Dong dodged while Huang Xuan continuously bombarded with spells, not giving him a chance to get close.

Compared to the girl earlier who was talking while trying to chant spells, Huang Xuan was much more skillful.

He used words to disturb Li Dong's mind while directly launching attacks.

As the only son of the Huang family, although the Huang family's strength wasn't considered top-tier in Tianhai City, the resources he received were not inferior to those of the top families' children.

Strength indeed needed self-cultivation, but with enough resources, this process could be accelerated.

Those people from First High were so weak in combat because they hadn't developed their own strength, focusing their energy on their units instead.

Huang Xuan was different. He had invested a lot of resources in himself and had a good set of equipment enhancing his strength.

So now the two were fighting evenly.

Although Li Dong was diligent, others had resources to assist them, making their efficiency much faster than his.

Huang Xuan kept using small spells to attack. Firstly, he hadn't learned many powerful spells, and secondly, spells had chanting times. At this moment, facing a close-combat fighter, where was the time to chant slowly?

Small spells consumed little and had almost no interval between uses, effectively striking the opponent.

Now under Huang Xuan's attacks, Li Dong kept dodging but had no way to get close.

Although their battle wasn't high-level, it staged an intense fight.

Especially combined with their grudges, for those who knew the inside story, this was clearly a grudge match!

"Look at you, for that woman, you worked so hard, put in so much, and in the end, she kicked you away with one foot. Is it her problem, or are you just not good enough?" As their figures crossed paths, when Li Dong tried to get close again, Huang Xuan flashed past him, not giving him a chance to get close.

As they crossed, a voice as thin as a mosquito's hum entered Li Dong's ear.

Looking at that smug face, Li Dong's expression didn't change, he just raised his hand and slashed out a sword qi.

Having reached the Silver tier, he could perform qi attacks.

"Hahaha!" Huang Xuan laughed arrogantly, raising a magic shield to directly take this attack.

"Looks like you're not as indifferent as you appear. Your attack is as weak and soft as you are!"

Huang Xuan attacked while continuously using words to strike.

"It's just playing around, why so serious? If you really care that much, then beg me. If you beg me, I'll be merciful and give her back to you!"

On the big screen projection, their battle was clearly visible, and their words were clearly transmitted to the surroundings.

Watching Zhang Na, hearing Huang Xuan's words, couldn't help but darken her face, her chest heaving constantly, feeling a surge of anger in her chest about to explode.

Being beaten by Li Dong beyond the pain threshold, automatically disconnected by the game cabin, just woken up by the school doctor, she wanted to see Huang Xuan avenge her, but instead heard his words.

Although the two were equally bad, just playing around.

Two lonely souls, when their bodies were lonely, occasionally exchanging bodily fluids, comforting lonely hearts, discussing the truth of life.

But now Huang Xuan directly said he didn't care about her in public, where could she put her face?

However, the two people on stage now wouldn't care what she thought.

Facing Huang Xuan's trash talk, Li Dong turned a deaf ear, calmly analyzing the battle situation and responding.

The arena's range was still too small, not very convenient for Li Dong's performance during battle.

Especially when Huang Xuan released spells for tactical blockade, making his dodging particularly difficult.

"What are you still struggling for? If this continues, your stamina will be exhausted before my mana. Won't you just be at my mercy then? I advise you to surrender! You have no chance against me."

Huang Xuan hovered in mid-air, speaking in a superior tone to Li Dong who was dodging miserably.

He was very confident in himself. He still had trump cards unused. How could a peasant like Li Dong compare to him?

"Hmph!" Li Dong grunted. His stamina began to decline, his movements not as smooth as at the beginning. Under Huang Xuan's constant use of spells to block positioning, he failed to dodge in time and was hit squarely in the chest by a fireball.

The instant damage from the fireball wasn't very high, but the subsequent burning pain was the most unbearable.

Now Li Dong's face became distorted with pain.

All the spectators around were staring at this scene dumbfounded.

If it were someone else, they would have automatically disconnected due to excessive pain long ago, but Li Dong endured it. Although sweating profusely with a distorted expression, he was still on the field.

Whether they supported him or disliked him, everyone around now sincerely admired him.

No matter what kind of person he was, this kind of mental will was worthy of respect.

"I need all the information on this student, family background, interests, and hobbies, everything!" In the spectator stands, a middle-aged man watching the battle on the field firmly instructed his assistant beside him.

"Coach Mu, according to the information, this Li Dong's creatures aren't strong, and his Divine Realm development isn't very good either." She didn't say more, but the implication was that this person didn't have much cultivation value.

"Just go when I tell you to!" Coach Mu frowned.

"Weak units can be cultivated, poor Divine Realm development can be invested in and built up, but this kind of battle talent and mental will aren't found everywhere!"

Although just a coach of a B-grade club, Coach Mu saw the potential to become a first-class God Fighter in Li Dong.

At this moment, a voice in his heart was screaming frantically, telling him he must sign this student, focus on cultivating him, and possibly even help the club return to A-grade ranks.

Seeing the middle-aged man's resolute attitude, the female assistant didn't dare say more and hurriedly mobilized connections to collect various intelligence about Li Dong.

Whether it was family members, social interactions, unit information, etc., as long as it was information that could be obtained through legal means, she collected it meticulously.

It wasn't just them taking action at this time; other clubs had also taken notice of Li Dong and were preparing to collect information about him.

Units and Divine Realms could be cultivated slowly, but such strong battle talent wasn't easy to come by.

In the scene, Li Dong's wounds were increasing, blood-stained, his equipment becoming tattered under the constant bombardment of spells.

Although it was a spiritual body fighting, everything experienced was no different from reality.

Li Dong's dodging became increasingly stiff, his movements starting to slow down.

Continuous injuries made his brain start to react slowly. Sometimes when facing attacks, his brain hadn't reacted, but his body dodged by instinct.

Huang Xuan now felt victory was in his grasp but didn't want to end the battle so early.

"Aren't you tough? Let's see how long you can persist."

His mouth curved upward, using one small, non-lethal spell after another to hit him, slowly deepening his pain.

The students and teachers from Sixth High watching this scene couldn't help but clench their fists.

The cheerleaders were cheering their lungs out, while some students felt such persistence was meaningless. Rather than endure unnecessary pain, it would be better to end it early.

"Huff huff—"

Long-term attacks made Huang Xuan feel fatigue. Repeatedly using spells was a great burden on the spirit.

He no longer hovered in mid-air. Saving a bit of mana and mental power could also allow him to torment the opponent a bit longer.

"Tired?" The moment he landed, Li Dong, who had been struggling bitterly, opened his eyes.

On his bloodied face, a pair of eyes were very bright.

Before Huang Xuan could react, he saw Li Dong opposite him turn into an afterimage, approaching his side extremely quickly.

A flash of bright sword light appeared.

Only one person was left on the stage.

"How is this possible?" Some people in the audience couldn't help but stand up from their seats.

The students from First High couldn't believe it either.

Huang Xuan was clearly about to win, how could he suddenly be killed in a reversal?

That last move was — Afterimage Step?

The exclusive skill of the human race's Sword Saint, how could Li Dong, who was on the path of a weapon master, use it?

"Next!" Although swaying, even if he had to use his sword as a crutch, Li Dong stood on the stage, not letting himself fall.

On First High's side, the head teacher looked towards Fang Shuo, hoping he would take the stage. If they let Li Dong continue like this, even if First High won in the end, it wouldn't look good.

Other people's gazes also focused on this popular king of the school, hoping he would step up to defeat Sixth High's people.

Meeting everyone's gaze, Fang Shuo stood up.

"I'll go. This farce should end."

His gaze was profound, his handsome face wearing a slight smile, making First High's girls scream frantically.

On the big screen, Fang Shuo and Li Dong stood facing each other.

"I warned you long ago, but you wouldn't listen. The current result is of your own making."

Fang Shuo looked at the scarred Li Dong and sighed.

"Although it's not a fair fight, please go down and rest!"

He took a long sword from the weapon rack and easily defeated Li Dong with just one strike.

Although Li Dong wanted to resist, he was already at his limit just standing with his sword as support, let alone fighting again.

After victory, Fang Shuo changed the battle mode, playing to his strengths and avoiding weaknesses, changing to unit battle.

Even facing Sixth High, he didn't underestimate the opponent, facing them with his strongest stance.

However, after Fang Shuo took the stage, the people from Sixth High going up were just letting him perform.

Under everyone's attention, Fang Shuo alone completed a twenty-win streak.

If Li Dong hadn't defeated quite a few people from First High earlier, Sixth High's face would have been even worse now.

Even so, with a twenty-win streak, their situation wasn't much better now.

However, because it wasn't a true twenty-win streak, there was no additional ten-point bonus reward.