Chapter 93: The Collapse of Instructor Han
The atmosphere froze instantly.
BaiLi Pangpang, who was now glowing like a giant golden bulb, scratched his head awkwardly and quickly deactivated the [Yao Guang]. The golden glow vanished completely.
The object capable of suppressing Superpowers seemed to only affect the Superpowers within a human body and had no effect on special Superpower objects like this one.
"Uh… Instructor Han, sorry about that. I forgot to turn off the automatic emergency mode," BaiLi Pangpang said awkwardly.
Instructor Han looked at the broken wooden sword in his hand and then at BaiLi Pangpang with an increasingly frustrated expression.
BaiLi Pangpang hurriedly removed the necklace and stuffed it back into his pocket. With an earnest face, he said, "I'm sorry, Instructor Han. How about we try again?"
Instructor Han took a deep breath, tossed aside the broken wooden sword, and picked up a new one.
"Alright, let's go again."
Swish—!!
Sizzle—!
This time, no mysterious golden light shield appeared. However, just as the wooden sword was about to touch BaiLi Pangpang, it spontaneously caught fire!
Within half a second, the sword in Instructor Han's hand was reduced to nothing but a charred handle.
Instructor Han: …
"Oh no! I forgot to turn off the automatic firewall! So sorry, Instructor Han!!" BaiLi Pangpang exclaimed, looking as if he had just realized his mistake. He quickly removed a string of beads from his wrist.
"How about we try again…?"
"Get off the stage."
"Okay!"
Instructor Han tossed the charred remnants of the sword aside and rubbed his temples, his fatigue evident.
After a long silence, he let out a sigh, scanned the group of recruits, and pointed at Lin QiYe, who was standing next to BaiLi Pangpang.
"You, come up."
"Alright."
Lin QiYe hopped onto the training platform effortlessly, standing before the instructor and taking the wooden sword handed to him.
"You don't have any special Superpower objects on you, do you?" Instructor Han asked, squinting suspiciously at Lin QiYe.
"No, I don't."
"Good. Did you remember what I just taught?"
"Yes."
"Alright then. I'm going to show you a new offensive technique. You might not be able to block it, but don't worry—I won't go too hard on you." Instructor Han, finally feeling like he'd found a normal recruit, seemed slightly relieved.
Facing the recruits, he resumed his explanation. "Earlier, I showed you a few basic blade techniques. Now, I'll demonstrate a more advanced strike. This move takes advantage of human visual blind spots while maximizing the blade's speed and ferocity. It's highly practical and quite powerful."
Instructor Han turned toward Lin QiYe, stepped forward, and slashed with his wooden sword at a sharp angle!
Clack—!
With a light sound, Lin QiYe casually blocked the strike with a single hand.
Instructor Han: (°?°)??
Lin QiYe: (￣▽￣)~* Nice move!
The two stood frozen, their faces close, locking eyes.
Instructor Han opened his mouth slightly, his expression clearly asking, "How did you block that?"
Lin QiYe's face seemed to say, "Hmm? Was that supposed to be difficult?"
"Ahem. That was just a simple demonstration. Clearly, this recruit has a solid foundation in blade techniques and quick reflexes… Now, let me properly demonstrate," Instructor Han said, trying to cover up his awkwardness.
He took a few steps back and slashed again with even more force!
Clack!
Lin QiYe blocked it effortlessly.
Unconvinced, Instructor Han began a flurry of attacks, his speed increasing with each strike!
Clack clack clack clack clack—!
A series of crisp collisions echoed as Lin QiYe's wooden sword moved so swiftly that it seemed to leave afterimages, perfectly parrying every single attack.
After several seconds, Instructor Han silently lowered his sword.
Staring at Lin QiYe, who stood before him with an innocent look, he seemed to have seen a ghost.
"Have you trained with swords before?"
"A little."
"Who taught you?"
"Squad 136's captain, Chen MuYe."
"…" Instructor Han slowly closed his eyes, looking utterly defeated. "You… get off the stage."
"Okay."
Lin QiYe calmly returned to the line of recruits. He could clearly feel that everyone around him was giving him strange looks…
Instructor Han turned away, muttering to himself in frustration.
"Come on, Han Li, you can do this! They're just a bunch of recruits, a bunch of rookies… There can't be that many freaks among them!
Keep going! Don't give up!
This time, I'll definitely succeed!!"
He took a deep breath, turned back to the recruits, and began carefully observing their faces.
After some hesitation, his eyes landed on an ordinary-looking boy. The boy seemed expressionless and wasn't particularly muscular. This one looks safe.
"You, come up," Instructor Han said calmly.
The boy, Cao Yuan, hesitated for a moment before stepping onto the platform.
"Do you have any special Superpower objects on you?"
"No."
"Has anyone taught you swordsmanship?"
"No."
"Good… That's good." Instructor Han breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he had finally picked someone normal.
He tossed a wooden sword to Cao Yuan. "Alright, let's spar. You'll attack, and I'll demonstrate defense."
Clunk—!
Cao Yuan didn't reach out to catch the sword. Instead, it fell to the ground by his feet.
Instructor Han's eyes narrowed. "What does that mean? Pick up the sword."
Cao Yuan shook his head. "I can't touch swords."
"Why not?"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."
"It's just a wooden sword."
"A wooden sword is still a sword. As long as it's shaped like a blade, I can't touch it carelessly."
"…" Instructor Han frowned deeply. What's with all these weird quirks?
"I'm ordering you to pick it up."
"I really can't…"
"Pick it up! That's an order!"
"…" Cao Yuan sighed and finally relented. "Fine, if you insist…"
He bent down to grab the sword.
At that moment, Lin QiYe and the others paled and quickly retreated dozens of meters, looking at Instructor Han with sympathetic eyes.
Instructor Han froze, sensing that something wasn't right.
Before he could speak, Cao Yuan's fingers touched the sword handle.
BOOM—!!!
A surge of black energy erupted from Cao Yuan, sending a towering pillar of dark flames into the sky. A terrifying pressure blanketed the entire training ground.
In the break room, where three instructors were playing cards, their expressions instantly changed as they jumped to their feet.
"Damn, something happened?!"
"Move, let's check it out!"
The sudden eruption of energy was so overwhelming that it alerted every instructor in the training camp, all of whom turned toward the training field with furrowed brows.
On the training ground, black flames and dark energy swirled around Cao Yuan. His shirt had been burned away, revealing his bare torso. With the wooden sword now ablaze on his shoulder, he sneered menacingly at Instructor Han.
Instructor Han: ????
What the hell is this?!
He just touched the handle, and now he's turned into this?!
I… I just wanted to teach them some basic sword techniques!
Can't this training camp have normal people for once?!
Why?!
Instructor Han looked at the menacing Cao Yuan, then at the wooden sword in his own hand.
After a moment of silence…
He quietly tossed his sword away.
"Screw this."