Chapter 473
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Chapter 473: The Challenges of the Third Stage
Jialan rushed back to the warehouse, holding the dazed Lin Qiye in her arms. As soon as they entered, Zhou Ping’s figure stood before her.
Zhou Ping’s gaze fell on Lin Qiye, who was surrounded by swirling purple energy, and his brow furrowed slightly. “Mental pollution?”
He brought his fingers together, and a wisp of sword energy coiled around his fingertips, gently tapping Lin Qiye’s forehead.
The mixed purple energy within Lin Qiye’s mind, like stains on a bowl, was instantly washed away by the surging sword energy, forcing it out of his body. A purple cloud blossomed beside Lin Qiye, and with a wave of Zhou Ping’s hand, the purple energy dissipated into the air.
Lin Qiye’s eyes gradually regained clarity.
Zhou Ping nodded. “Alright, he’s fine now.”
Jialan: …
Zhou Ping turned to look at the three people outside the warehouse, Bai Li Pangpang and the others, and was slightly taken aback by their resentful gazes. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Bai Li Pangpang closed his eyes and sighed helplessly.
What does it mean to have a sudden appearance of Cheng Yaojin?
My sister Jialan finally encountered such an opportunity, and just as it seemed like the raw rice was about to be cooked into cooked rice, it was interrupted halfway…
Bai Li Pangpang opened his mouth, about to say something, when a light sound came from Lin Qiye’s body, as if something had been broken, ringing crisply in the warehouse.
Immediately after, a powerful wave of mental energy erupted from Lin Qiye!
Jialan, holding Lin Qiye, suddenly froze in place.
“Has he broken through?” Zhou Ping looked at Lin Qiye, surprise flickering in his eyes.
Lin Qiye’s eyes were no longer murky; instead, they were filled with unprecedented clarity. A stream of faint light radiated from his gaze, and faintly, one could hear the sound of rushing water coming from within him.
Lin Qiye’s bottleneck had already loosened, and this time, the large dose of mental pollution, combined with the wisp of sword energy from the Sword Saint, completely broke through the last barrier. The mental river in Lin Qiye’s mind finally converged into a vast ocean.
Lin Qiye had entered the “Sea” realm.
He lightly landed on the ground from Jialan’s embrace, took a deep breath, and drew the murky energy hidden in his body into his lungs, slowly exhaling it out…
When he opened his eyes again, he felt that the entire world had become much clearer.
“Not bad.” Zhou Ping nodded slightly. “The breakthrough was faster than I expected.”
Lin Qiye smiled faintly, turned his head, and looked at Jialan behind him. “Thank you this time, Jialan.”
Jialan’s expression was somewhat stiff, and after a while, she replied with a soft “mm.”
“Since everyone except Cao Yuan has basically entered the ‘Sea’ realm, it’s time to move on to the next phase of training…” Zhou Ping spoke thoughtfully, as if he had thought of something, and a troubled expression appeared on his face.
Lin Qiye and the others exchanged glances. “Sword Saint, what is the next phase of training?”
“The first phase is ‘Sword Energy Tides,’ to enhance your mental power realm. The second phase is ‘Individual Combat Ability,’ where you will practice against each other to cover your weaknesses. The third phase… is naturally ‘Team Battle Training.'”
“Team battle?” Bai Li Pangpang asked in confusion. “Who will our opponents be? It can’t be you, Sword Saint, right? If we fight you, we’ll just be abused.”
“No, your training opponents are not me.” Zhou Ping replied calmly. “They are the Night Watcher teams numbered between 006 and 010.”
“Night Watcher teams?!”
At this, everyone’s eyes widened in shock.
“So, we won’t have to…”
Zhou Ping nodded. “You will go to the base of the Night Watcher teams numbered 006 to 010 and have a spar with them… However, it seems that the 010 team stationed in Guangshen City is still being reorganized, so you will actually only face four teams.”
“We’re going to clash head-on with the Night Watcher teams from Shangjing City…” Lin Qiye pondered for a moment. “But there are only five of us. How do we fight?”
“The number of people you send will match the number of Night Watchers you face.” Zhou Ping paused. “At least, that’s my plan.”
Hearing this, Lin Qiye was taken aback. “What do you mean by ‘that’s my plan’…? Didn’t the higher-ups inform those teams?”
“…They did not.”
“……” Lin Qiye suddenly thought of a possibility. “Could it be that the higher-ups didn’t notify those teams that we are coming to challenge them?”
“Yes.”
“……”
The air fell into a dead silence.
“We’re going to rush to the base of a top ten team in Daxia without them knowing, and then roll up our sleeves to fight them?” Bai Li Pangpang was greatly shocked. “What’s the difference between this and being a bandit?!”
“The difference is that we are only fighting, not robbing.” An Qingyu spoke softly.
“Actually, it’s not that barbaric.” Zhou Ping said with some hesitation. “Ye Fan’s intention is for me to connect with those teams, explain our purpose, and negotiate the details of the challenge together…”
Cao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s good. As long as you reveal your identity as the Sword Saint, they definitely won’t dare to refuse.”
“Ye Fan forbids me from revealing my identity.” Zhou Ping added.
Lin Qiye: …
Lin Qiye and the others silently exchanged glances.
Well, it seems that just being reckless is the way to go.
They had long experienced Zhou Ping’s severe social anxiety; he was the type to pack up and run away after three sentences. Expecting him to negotiate with those Night Watcher teams, who had no idea about their background, without revealing his identity… it would be a miracle if they didn’t just kick him out.
After spending more than two months with Zhou Ping, Lin Qiye and the others had only seen him remain at the level of “not running away.” After class, he would immediately return to his room and close the door. Except for necessary explanations, he hardly initiated any communication with them.
“Sword Saint… Sword Saint?” Lin Qiye saw Zhou Ping standing there like a statue and couldn’t help but speak up.
“…Hmm?” Zhou Ping snapped back to reality.
“Do we need to prepare anything? Also, when do we leave?”
“Oh… just prepare whatever you want. We’ll leave tomorrow morning.” Zhou Ping turned around and hurried toward his room. “You all pack your things; I have something to do…”
Lin Qiye: …
Bang—!
Zhou Ping closed the door, leaving only Lin Qiye and the other four standing in the empty warehouse, exchanging glances.
“Why do I feel that the biggest challenge of this third phase of training isn’t defeating those teams, but rather how to get the Sword Saint to communicate normally with the other teams…” Cao Yuan said suspiciously.
“No, the biggest problem isn’t how to get him to communicate with the other teams.” Bai Li Pangpang said seriously. “The biggest problem is how to prevent him from sneaking away during this process…”
