Chapter 54: Xu Yan! You Old B*****d!
Chapter 54: Xu Yan! You Old B*d!
The No. 1 Middle School team reacted quickly, rushing directly into the crowd, intending to use them as a natural shield against No. 8 Middle School, which had entered stealth mode.
At the same time, Wu Chengyuan issued orders to all non-warrior and non-mage professions:
"Everyone, stay focused!"
"Soon, Xu Yan will definitely sneak up on our No. 1 Middle School team and unleash large-scale crowd-control and magic-suppression abilities."
"His control range is nearly 100 meters, and most of us will be affected."
"But don't panic. His control abilities only work on melee fighters, and his magic-suppression skills only target mages."
"Besides, Xu Yan can't deal any damage on his own."
"The real threat is Wang Ke."
"Once Xu Yan's Tree World is activated, Wang Ke's Lightning Realm will follow right after."
"With her epic equipment, Wang Ke's thunder magic inflicts devastating damage. Even getting hit once could make it impossible to continue fighting."
"Given No. 8 Middle School's stealth ability, Xu Yan's control skills will definitely take effect."
"So we must stop Wang Ke's lightning attack!"
"When you see the Tree World formation activate and No. 8 Middle School breaks out of stealth, everyone must immediately lock onto Wang Ke and interrupt her spell-casting!"
"If Wang Ke insists on channeling her lightning, even if some of us fall, we will not hesitate to use our bodies as shields! This is our chance to take her down!"
After hearing Wu Chengyuan's strategy and realizing the limits of Xu Yan's control abilities, the gathered onlookers gained confidence.
And now, they even had a chance to fight alongside the legendary No. 1 Middle School, standing against the "unfair" tactics of No. 8 Middle School.
To them, this was an honor—an opportunity to eradicate injustice and restore fairness.
Their morale skyrocketed.
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The Crowd's Determination
"Even if we're facing an invincible fraudster like No. 8 Middle School, we won't back down!"
"As long as we stand together, what does it matter if they cheat? No matter how strong they are, we can still defeat them!"
"Exactly! It's 30 versus 2! We have the advantage!"
"Plus, fighting alongside No. 1 Middle School to uphold fairness and justice in the joint training camp—this is an honor for all of us!"
Wu Chengyuan smiled sincerely.
"The protection of this joint training camp relies on all of your efforts."
"And I, Wu Chengyuan, will remember your contributions in my heart."
Hearing his words and receiving recognition from such a top-tier genius, the onlookers felt a surge of warmth and even greater determination for the upcoming battle.
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Wu Chengyuan's True Intentions
Wu Chengyuan had successfully riled up the onlookers.
But when the critical moment arrived, he had zero intention of acting as a human shield himself.
After all, Wang Ke was equipped with Six-God gear and epic items.
She wasn't going to be easily taken down.
If they failed to kill her instantly, his own team would be the ones getting wiped out instead—an unacceptable outcome.
However, if these third-echelon nobodies actually wounded Wang Ke enough, he would finish her off himself and end the battle against No. 8 Middle School in one stroke.
A 100% foolproof tactic.
With that in mind, Wu Chengyuan added one final command:
"No. 8 Middle School's accomplices are from No. 16 Middle School!"
"They've fully joined forces with No. 8 Middle School."
"Their stealth ability is extremely annoying to deal with."
"If No. 16 Middle School appears, attack them alongside No. 8 Middle School!"
"While focusing on taking down Wang Ke, make sure to eliminate as many of No. 16 Middle School's Templar Assassins as possible!"
In truth, Wu Chengyuan didn't even need to say it—the third-echelon teams already hated No. 16 Middle School with a passion.
If No. 16 Middle School dared to show themselves, they would be buried alongside No. 8 Middle School.
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The Standoff
The entire group tightened formation, standing shoulder to shoulder, forming a defensive perimeter with weapons raised.
Everyone fell silent, held their breath, and focused entirely on preparing for the ambush from No. 8 and No. 16 Middle School.
A gentle breeze blew through the surrounding rocks, grass, and vegetation.
The soft sound of wind was painfully loud in the tense silence.
Even the smallest noise sent waves of nervousness through the group.
They knew one thing for certain:
They were in the open.
The enemy was in the shadows.
No. 8 and No. 16 Middle School held the absolute advantage.
But they had No. 1 Middle School and justice on their side!
They had to maintain the highest level of vigilance, ready to counterattack instantly the moment No. 8 Middle School made its move.
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Something's Wrong
One minute passed.
Then two.
Then five.
Still, No. 8 Middle School had not appeared.
The tension became unbearable.
Finally, someone spoke up:
"It's been several minutes, and there's been no movement... Do you think No. 8 Middle School is afraid of us? Could they have already run away?"
"Uh... that's actually possible."
"If they really left, wouldn't it be kind of embarrassing that we're still standing here like idiots?"
"Wait—since No. 8 Middle School and No. 16 Middle School are working together, we can just check No. 16 Middle School's coordinates! If they're moving away, then we'll know where No. 8 Middle School is!"
"That makes sense! Let me check the map—"
Suddenly, someone cursed:
"HOLY CRAP! THEIR COORDINATES ARE MOVING AWAY!
"THEY REALLY LEFT! WE'VE BEEN STANDING HERE LIKE FOOLS!"
"Damn it! My arms are sore from holding this damn bow for nothing!"
Hearing this, the other archers suddenly realized their shoulders ached from holding their bows at the ready for so long.
And if there really wasn't going to be a fight, there was no reason to keep holding them up.
They lowered their bows, feeling utterly exhausted.
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Wu Chengyuan's Dilemma
Wu Chengyuan wanted to convince them to hold position longer,
But he couldn't refute their logic.
Since they had declared war on No. 16 Middle School, they could track their location.
And if No. 8 Middle School had truly left, then staying here was pointless.
Maybe, seeing their united front, No. 8 Middle School really didn't want to fight here.
If that was the case, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
This gave Wu Chengyuan more time to recruit more professionals to counter Xu Yan.
The longer he waited, the higher his chances of victory.
And since so much time had already passed, it was highly likely No. 8 Middle School was gone.
"Alright, everyone, relax."
"Maybe No. 8 Middle School really didn't have the guts to fight us."
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Xu Yan Strikes!
Just as everyone began lowering their guard,
At the center of the group,
Next to a small squad,
A massive green magic circle suddenly lit up!
"Wood Release! Tree World Descends!"
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Hearing that familiar voice,
Seeing that huge green aura,
Wu Chengyuan's expression twisted in rage.
He clenched his fists and shouted:
"XU YAN! YOU OLD B*****D!"