Chapter 45

Mila laughed and said, "That's good. Actually, I shouldn't have appeared in your Da Yu Empire's trial, but unfortunately, the Da Yu Empire's Youth Council was dissolved, and I had to announce it. I couldn't shirk the responsibility, after all, the trial can't proceed without someone from the Youth Council present. What do you think, General Maldon?"

Xiken Maldon nodded and said calmly, "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Mila."

Mila smiled faintly and looked at the screen. "He's a good one, I hope he does well." After saying that, Mila turned and left the monitoring room, leaving behind a lingering fragrance.

After Mila left, everyone took a deep breath. The pressure she had brought, like a mountain, was overwhelming. That woman was terrifying, her strength definitely surpassing anyone present. She was just a student, even though she came from the Inner Universe, she was still a student. Why was she so strong?

Tolena said solemnly, "Mila, a member of the Galactic Youth Council, a student at the Sixth Star Academy, known as the Crimson Lotus Demon Bow. I didn't expect her to be so powerful."

Xiken Maldon exhaled, not discussing Mila with Tolena. He looked at the screen again. The young man had been protected by Mila. If he could perform a bit better, perhaps he would receive Mila's help and rise to prominence. What a lucky young man.

Saro's eyes were dark. He had been intimidated by a woman, and a wave of anger surged within him.

Tolena glanced at him and sneered. No matter how angry he was, would he dare to act against Mila? Not to mention her strength, Mila had the Galactic Youth Council behind her, with ten monsters there.

On Earth, outside the capital, Xia Luo left without saying much to Lu Yin and the others, walking away on his own, not even flying, just walking on the ground toward the wandering zombie horde.

Lu Yin had plundered everything from Lars and another man. It had to be said that Lars, as the son of the Deputy Minister of Finance, was indeed wealthy. Lu Yin found nearly twelve cubic meters of star energy crystals and many other natural crystals in his spatial ring, shocking Granie and the others.

Lars glared at Lu Yin in anger, lying limp on the ground. "You're dead, everything I have is monitored by the empire's surveillance station. You're dead. My father must already know. After the trial, you will be judged, and I will make you wish you were dead."

Lu Yin smiled faintly. "I look forward to it."

Lars's eyes flickered. Natives were natives. When the judgment truly came, he would know what despair was.

"Tell me, what combat technique did you use at the beginning?" Lu Yin asked, staring at Lars.

Lars sneered. "A mere native wants to learn the Heavenly Beast Claw? It doesn't matter if I tell you. The Da Yu Empire's Yutang lineage has 108 forms of the Heavenly Beast Claw. I only mastered five. If you have the ability, go to Yutang and master all 108 forms. It would shock the galaxy. Do you have that ability?"

Lu Yin was amazed. "108 forms, and you only mastered five. Your talent is pretty poor."

Lars was furious. "I am the son of Xika, a genius. Even Gurback and others only mastered less than half. What do you, a native, know? Such a supreme combat technique is not something ordinary people can master."

"Is this what you're talking about?" Lu Yin raised his hand, his palm turning into a claw. A faint beast roar echoed in the air, and a massive pressure was released, causing the rocks to crumble.

At this moment, Zhang Dingtian and the others felt a sense of dread.

Lars gritted his teeth. This bastard had really mastered the third form of the Heavenly Beast Claw. If he had used the fifth form on him just now, could he have mastered it too? The thought made Lars shudder. Such a person must be eliminated.

With Lu Yin's help, the capital had already captured 25 students, including Lars, the son of a noble, causing a stir in the regional network.

Granie looked at the regional network and counted. "The second batch of trial participants totals 62 people, 15 of whom landed in China."

62 people, though much fewer than the first batch, were of a completely different caliber. Any one of them had peak Explorer-level strength. Among the Seven Saints, only the top three could fight them, and even then, victory was not guaranteed. If they encountered a high-level expert like Lars, even Zhang Dingtian would not be confident in defeating them easily. Sometimes, combat techniques could make up for many gaps.

The power of many combat techniques could not be fully represented by combat strength values.

In Northern Europe, the wind and snow were relentless. The region, once beautiful in peacetime, was now covered in ice. Countless zombies were frozen, and the entire North was white, bloodless, like a paradise.

Several meteors fell in Northern Europe, one landing on Otto Island. Otto Island was in the Nia Bay of Northern Europe, which was frozen. For a hundred miles around Otto Island, there was no sign of anyone.

A spacecraft crashed on Otto Island, creating a conical crater. As the hatch opened, a young man stepped out, exhaled, and a white mist froze in the air, falling to the ground.

The man cursed, "Damn random placement, where the hell did it throw me? So cold, is this the coldest place on the planet?" As he spoke, he walked out, looking around and cursing continuously.

He opened his personal terminal, and his eyes widened. A few kilometers away, there was a combat strength indicator. The man immediately took to the air and soon saw a figure sitting on a snow-covered peak, staring blankly at the sky, looking like an idiot.

The man hovered in the air and looked down. "Hey, where are we?"

The figure below looked up at the man. "I don't know."

The man's eyes turned cold. "What did you say? You don't know? How did you get here?"

"To hide from people," the figure said calmly.

The man landed and walked behind the figure. "Your combat strength isn't bad, 2,300. No personal terminal, a native?"

The figure turned to look at the man. "Can you do me a favor? Post a message on the regional network."

The man was puzzled. "What message?"

The figure's lips curved. "Say you saw a fugitive." "What?" The man was startled and immediately attacked. The next moment, his strength drained away, and the figure, who had only 2,300 combat strength, suddenly burst with overwhelming power, revealing Fusion-level strength. The man's personal terminal kept beeping.

"Thanks," the figure said calmly, turning to look into the distance.

A few minutes later, the Earth regional network exploded. Everyone received a message: the fugitive was hiding in Northern Europe and had Fusion-level strength, requesting assistance.

At first, no one believed it. Who would publicly reveal the fugitive's whereabouts? This was a mission. But when the message detailed the fugitive's appearance, it was confirmed. After all, Eder and others had fought the fugitive in the Mediterranean. The message was quickly verified as true, and many students rushed to Northern Europe.

In the capital, Lu Yin and the others were surprised. "The fugitive is hiding in Northern Europe, and his whereabouts are publicly revealed? Something doesn't seem right."

Granie said, "Not all students care about the trial mission. Anything that happens during the trial can affect the final score. For example, if someone loses or wins a battle, it can influence the final score. This student might have realized he couldn't defeat the fugitive and decided to reveal his whereabouts to gain points. It's not impossible."

Lu Yin looked at Eder. "You fought the fugitive. How strong is he?"

Since Lu Yin captured Lars, Eder had been more honest. He replied, "Very strong. Even if a star-walking powerhouse's combat strength is weakened, their understanding of combat techniques and use of star energy won't be weak. We, a dozen students, surrounded him, and he instantly killed five of us before escaping."

"Did the person say the fugitive has Fusion-level strength? Is that true?" Granie asked.

Eder said, "Not when he fought us. Otherwise, we wouldn't have dared to approach him."

Lu Yin pondered. He felt something was off. How could someone who escaped from the Inner Universe be easily discovered by students and not even know they were exposed?

"Look, students are approaching Northern Europe," Granie exclaimed, and everyone looked at the regional network.

In Northern Europe, three students arrived. Two were from the first batch, and one was from the second batch. They appeared simultaneously.

The second batch student was clearly much stronger than the two first batch students, making them hesitant to approach.

"Where's the fugitive?" the second batch student shouted.

The other two students were also searching. Suddenly, they felt weak and fell to the snow. The second batch student also fell to the ground. Not far away, a man slowly walked over, his steps light, but each step exuded indescribable pressure, making the three students tremble.

The three students looked up and saw the man in ring armor, looking down at them with disdain. His black short hair was interspersed with white strands, giving him a sinister appearance.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Qingyu, the fugitive you're looking for," the man said with a faint smile. Then, in the shocked gaze of the three students, his star energy erupted, knocking them unconscious.

"Four, far from enough," Qingyu muttered, his eyes filled with anticipation as he looked into the distance.

Over the next two days, the regional network was in turmoil. At least twelve students were captured by the fugitive, and his name was revealed for the first time—Qingyu.

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