Chapter 64

Gao Ye's grand and commanding speech drew admiration from many students, especially the girls.

However, some troublemakers were extremely disappointed. Their eyes darted around, and they quickly shifted their focus to Helian Lie.

"Helian Lie, I heard you and Li Yao are from the same school, and you have some personal grudges. Can you tell us in detail what exactly happened?"

Most of the contestants here came from the towns around Fuge City, so they had no qualms about Helian Lie. They were just there for the show and didn't hold back, trying to provoke him as much as possible.

Helian Lie's face turned pale and then red, his teeth deeply embedded in his lips, and his fists clenched tightly. He was filled with shame and anger!

After a long silence, he managed to force a stiff smile and said勉强道：

"I had some minor misunderstandings with Li Yao in the past, but they have long been resolved. Li Yao has made rapid progress in the past month and is a source of pride for our Chixiao No. 2 High School. I admire his efforts very much. The talk of personal grudges is simply absurd! Excuse me, please let me through, I need to go to the bathroom."

Without waiting for further questions, Helian Lie pushed past the other contestants and almost fled, running into the bathroom.

"Wow!"

In the stall, Helian Lie could no longer hold it. His stomach churned violently, and he began to vomit profusely, his vision blurring as he vomited until his stomach was completely empty.

"Li Yao!"

Helian Lie lifted his head, his eyes red from prolonged vomiting. He looked both haggard and疯狂, like a monstrous demon.

"Li Yao, you scum, you bastard! Don't give me a chance, not even the slightest chance! If I get the chance, I won't let you off. I will use all my resources to destroy you, to destroy you!"

Helian Lie's hands clawed at the bathroom walls, gripping and tearing them as if the walls were Li Yao's smiling face.

He gouged ten deep grooves into the metal walls, each groove oozing with violent blood!

...

Li Yao, cursed by Helian Lie, was now comfortably hiding in a supply point deep within Devil Dragon Island.

He checked his points through Xiaoji's screen.

From the moment he blew up the Blue Team's command center, he had firmly secured the top position. Unless Devil Dragon Island suddenly sank, his position would not be shaken!

To be honest, when he initially "backdoored" the magical artifact, Li Yao hadn't thought so far ahead. He just wanted to gain a small advantage and earn a few more points.

However, the Blue Team had a tactical genius in Gao Ye, who quickly cornered the Red Team, forcing Li Yao to take desperate measures and make a last-ditch effort.

This decapitation operation was extremely risky and largely dependent on luck, a thrilling and daring gamble.

To protect himself, Li Yao delayed the crystal bomb's explosion by half a minute. If the other side had discovered it in time, they could have thrown it far away.

It could only be said that luck was on his side this time, and even the heavens were helping him. He was destined to enter Deep Sea University!

Since he had earned enough points, Li Yao wasn't in a hurry to go out and hunt demon beasts. There were few contestants left, and Devil Dragon Island had once again become a paradise for demon beasts, many of which were extremely powerful. Li Yao wasn't confident he could successfully kill them.

He didn't want to fail at the last moment and "die" at the hands of a demon beast.

Moreover, a storm was coming.

Li Yao looked up, squinting into the distance. The sky, which had been a dull yellow, had turned pitch black, with purple lightning snakes writhing and rolling in the clouds, producing a series of闷雷.

Soon, large raindrops began to pelt down.

The weather over the sea changed rapidly. What had been a clear sky a moment ago was now a world of torrential rain. Dark clouds rolled over Devil Dragon Island, like thousands of black horses galloping, with lightning tearing through the sky endlessly, emitting ear-piercing screams. The sea wind also raged, like thousands of steel knives brutally stabbing into Devil Dragon Island.

Even with the towering trees providing shelter, Devil Dragon Island was still battered by fierce winds and torrential rain. Everyone was drenched, unable to lift their heads or open their eyes. When the wind howled, even the largest trees were uprooted and blown away, sweeping everything in their path.

In the face of nature's overwhelming power, the previously aggressive demon beasts became quiet, seeking shelter in caves and crevices.

"A storm is passing over Devil Dragon Island, and the heavy rain and strong winds are expected to last the entire night!"

The Liao Yuan, hovering in the sky, was slightly swayed by the storm. A cultivator floated at the rear of the warship, squinting to observe the sky and making a judgment.

A bolt of lightning struck directly at him but was blocked by an invisible barrier just half an inch from his head, transforming into several silver snakes that circled around him, illuminating a rather handsome face.

In such violent weather, the cultivators patrolling the sky found it difficult to monitor every corner of Devil Dragon Island.

The connection between the contestants' Puchi beasts and the Liao Yuan was unstable due to the storm, and they might not be able to monitor the contestants' situations in time or spray protective gel in critical moments.

The danger of the competition had greatly increased!

"Should we terminate the competition?"

The cultivator opened his mouth, and the currents swirling around him were sucked into his belly. He licked his lips, still savoring the taste, and flew back to the Liao Yuan to ask the other cultivators.

In the monitoring center, the cultivators whispered to each other and quickly made a decision—the competition would continue, unaffected by the storm.

"In real wars, demon beasts won't cease their attacks just because of bad weather!"

A man in black military uniform with a skull emblem on his shoulder, his face as hard as steel, said coldly.

"Exactly, if they can't withstand a little wind and rain, they shouldn't even think about becoming cultivators. It's a joke!" another cultivator with intersecting scars on his face sneered.

As they spoke, the large screen in front of them began to show distorted waves and patches of static.

This was the interference caused by the storm on the connection between the Puchi beasts and the monitoring center.

"Snap! Snap!"

Dozens of screens turned black, indicating that the mental connections had been severed.

This meant that dozens of contestants were no longer under their surveillance and protection.

"Even though the connection is lost, the Puchi beasts will automatically record the contestants' conditions, with only a slight delay. The points can still be calculated after the competition, and it won't affect the continuation of the competition!"

"Send twenty more cultivators to Devil Dragon Island to patrol back and forth, ensuring the safety of the contestants. In case of any accidents, provide the same compensation to the families of the candidates as that given to the federal army soldiers!"

After a brief discussion, the cultivators and officers quickly made a decision—this was a tradition in previous challenge competitions.

The Starlight Federation had established itself on the most fertile land in the Tianyuan World, emerging from the blood and carnage of countless demon beasts. Every inch of the Federation's territory was stained with the blood of the federal army and cultivators!

Cultivators are the swords of human civilization. To become a cultivator, one must have the determination to die and a fearless spirit of sacrifice!

If you fear death, don't become a cultivator!