The system had converted everyone's strength into digital data and had further reduced it into twenty levels. With each upgrade, each person's strength would be unsealed by five percent.
But Xero had discovered that this major setback hadn't affected him since he wasn't a Foundation Establishment… he was faking his realm ever since he got into the school.
Foundation Establishment schools would have Foundation Establishment students, so the system for this trial version, "Cultivator's Crevice" would naturally set the range for the data conversion at the Foundation.
In simpler words, Xero wasn't like everyone else whose data had been converted.
Although his rank had been divided into twenty parts and he needed to accumulate experience in order to level up, this whole thing was meaningless to him.
So even if he was currently Level 1, his existence, on this map, was that of the most high.
Forget the four people coming at them to capture the duo lane, even it was an army division, he could eliminate all of them with just a weak slash of his sword.
However, as a qualified supporter, there was no way he was going to act on his own; the leader and the income of the duo lane should be entrusted to the carry. Looking back at Han Jue, who was already shaking as he withdrew into the turret, Xero walked out of the bush.
He decided he was going to sacrifice his body, but first… he had to "sway" the enemy.
…
Zunhao, Xie Zhenyu, Baiye and Yixuan lurked in the reed marsh by the red side.
In the virtual space, everyone had been transformed into data and auras and spiritual senses had been sealed off by the system. Hence, there was no fear that their auras would be detected by the enemy.
"Oh! Hey! Check it out, that pretty boy is coming!"
"Hah! He's LVL 1, what the hell is he gonna do?"
"Looking at his appearance, he probably doesn't play games all that much… could this be bait?"
"Then should we go or not?"
Several people squatted behind the bushes as they animatedly discussed the issue and then they fixed their eyes on Zunhao. "Senior, please, what's your thoughts? Should we go?"
Honestly, Zunhao's first thought was to reject… after all, two days worth of humiliation directly from Xero, he had already reflected deeply and realized how poisonous this boy in a two-block cut was.
Move forward!
Or… don't…
That was the question.
In this type of MOT game, it was a common tactic to gain on someone.
At the moment, they had more people with higher levels, Xero, who was just at level one, was like a plate of pork, further dripped with soy sauce and with spices that could be smelled from miles away!
At last, Zunhao gnashed his teeth, "Go!"
We have more people, there's no need for us to be p*ssies!
On the other side and holed up in a turret, Han Jue saw from a distance something rustling in the bushes. Then he saw four people, each carrying a blank sword, suddenly descend on Xero. "Classmate Zhang, watch out!"
After data conversion, spirit energy was represented by blue bars. Before a spirit sword was formally built, whatever effect sword skills had was next to nothing and just exhausted blue bars. Therefore, after extensive consideration, the four people, who had decided to leave the spot, had been planning to rely on numbers to beat Xero to death.
"Shadow Serpent Strike!"
"Solar Flare Sever!"
"Dragon Fang Rend!"
"Oblivion Spiral!"
Although these sword skills weren't much, an ordinary attack still needed uniqueness as the name commenced. After all, it was eternal truth that their output depended on their roars.
Four people carrying blank swords struck hard at Xero as fierce and timeless as an ocean wrestling with the moon.
Xero stood there calmly and didn't do anything. He knew exactly what would happen if these four individuals managed to cut him. Although they were currently in the game, there would still be physical backlash from his godlike flesh. If these four people cut them with their swords… wouldn't they suffer the consequences, not even leaving behind an atom?
This was not what he wanted to see.
On the other hand, countering four attacks at once was too eye catching…
Then, now, was to test his movement skills.
Xero was self-taught when it came to most of his skills, but growing up, he never had the chance to use his lethal skills. Body movement was the only thing he could practise at leisure.
In the cultivation world, most body movement skills emphasised a solid foundation and advanced planning so one could gauge the incoming attack and dodge it elegantly and accordingly.
But Xero didn't want to do this because then that would be too eye catching. Hence, after looking into books and texts, he crafted his own movement style that wouldn't give him too much exposure.
The conclusion he had come to was — the best way to evade was to wait, the most heaven defying skill was simply expecting what would come next…
"It looks like the ambush will succeed. Seems the first slice will be shed on the duo lane." Headmaster Jian said with a tone of regret.
The female host exclaimed, "Now Students, Yixuan, Zunhao, Xie Zhenyu and Baiye from No. 89 High School has taken the initiative to strike the poor, helpless Student Xero, what will he do!"
Everyone held their breaths as they watched Zunhao and the other three strike suddenly and swiftly with the blank swords.
The wind pressure ruffled Xero's dark hair…
Usually, they should've hit the damn mark!
However, it became a scene no one could've imagined.
Facing an attack from four sides, Xero, who had originally stood still, made a sudden, slight move that caused a warping after-image that disappeared shortly after.
The average distance between these four swords was 0.001 centimetres. But! He sidestepped them, so though the tip of the swords were close to his skin, they unexpectedly only cut air…
"What!? That type of body movement is unheard of!" The female host, Headmaster Jian, and his comrades were all shocked.
"We haven't started teaching body movement classes at our No. 90 High School yet, for Student Xero to dodge like that… he must have really good luck!"
"The boy must have taught himself! Dodging an attack from four sides, how is that possible!"
"Headmaster Jian, don't get too excited. The old secretary is also sitting here, how about we ask him for his opinion?"
On the stage, all leaders watched a replay of the scene.
The old secretary stared at the replay and shook his head. "I also can't tell what type of body movement that was, just a simple sidestep is all."
"…." F**king shit!
Since even this old secretary had said so, Headmaster Jian was immediately speechless. The old secretary's prowess was unfathomable, his authority rung bells.
The female host glanced at the income disparity on the map and sighed. "The students from No. 89 High School failed to capture the duo lane this time and also lost the income of the lane, so the students from No. 90 High School are leading with two thousand five hundred gold coins! Hopefully the students from No. 89 won't be discouraged and will continue fighting!"
Hearing the female host's words, Headmaster Huang smiled confidently. "That's why for this type of team game, my advice is to not make such a big deal out of it; steady growth is key!"
"Huang Xinghe, don't be so pleased with yourself. I'll definitely hit you back harder later!" Headmaster Jian puffed up his cheeks and glared at Headmaster Huang and said that in his mind.
On the stage, the leaders were engaged in heated discussion. Only Master Akira stared in deep silence at the image… because he was the only one who knew how truly absolute this youth was…
Eleven years ago, this terrifying type of strength that had pierced the Void God's soul into pieces…
What surprised him was that he had been searching for Xero high and low, but the other party seemed to be aware of it and had used various ways to avoid him. And when they finally, truly met in that car that day, Xero had been avoiding him ever since.
Looking at Xero's young face which had matured a little and at the same time recalling that cute, boyish face from all those years ago…
At that moment, Master Akira felt that a whole lifetime had passed by.