Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 66: Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, Entrance Trial, Provocation, Entering Hope City
Upon hearing this introduction, Lin Ping’an looked straight ahead and calmly spoke.
"Great Xia Academy, Civilization Master Academy freshman, First Grade Civilization Master, Lin Ping’an!"
Upon hearing this, Su Die’s lips curled up, revealing a smile.
After that, the two chatted intermittently, seemingly becoming familiar with each other.
Of course, this was what the red-dressed woman Su Die thought.
For Lin Ping’an, this was merely normal information exchange at the moment.
He always hated troublesome matters, especially those involving pretty women, which were even more troublesome.
As of now, such actions were merely a matter of basic courtesy!
If possible, Lin Ping’an would prefer to study the mysteries of martial arts alone, rather than waste time on these useless things.
Throughout his two lifetimes, from childhood to adulthood, he had always been so solitary.
Rather than saying the world abandoned him, it was more accurate to say he actively gave up communicating with the world.
Using Lin Ping’an’s way of thinking.
The weak adapt to the world; the strong change the world.
And he himself, only wanted to become the strongest that the world would adapt to.
Half an hour passed.
The environment on both sides of the road gradually appeared deserted and desolate.
After driving for another dozen minutes, they stopped the car and parked it in an open-air parking lot nearby. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
Then, Su Die led Lin Ping’an inside, and shortly, a massive military base appeared before them.
In every visible direction, there were soldiers patrolling with guns, and various high-tech weapons glittering in the cold light.
Furthermore, waves of powerful Qi Blood could be felt inside.
One in particular had a grand feeling reaching the sky, emitting a mighty pressure.
A High Tier Martial Artist, definitely a High Tier Martial Artist, though it was unclear if it was a Seventh Grade Grandmaster, Eighth Grade Grandmaster, or Ninth Grade Peak.
At this moment, the red-dressed woman Su Die turned her head with interest to look beside her, her eyes showing a hint of playfulness, as if wanting to watch a show.
But unfortunately for her, Lin Ping’an’s eyes merely showed a flash of surprise, while maintaining a calm expression.
To him, it didn’t matter how strong others were.
After all, as long as he kept creating and promoting Creation Techniques, he would eventually reach that level, even far surpass it, becoming the strongest in the world.
The astonishing scene before his eyes was not enough to make him cower or be shocked.
Seeing this, Su Die felt rather disappointed, showing a trace of regret on her face, her tone matching her feelings.
"Hey... Lin Ping’an... Has anyone ever told you that you’re boring? Why does your face never show any other expression? Could it be that you have some kind of facial muscle necrosis?"
Lin Ping’an’s mouth twitched slightly, pausing briefly before maintaining his original demeanor to speak sparingly.
"No! Just unnecessary!"
During their conversation on the way, he had already identified the nature of this senior by his side.
Although she dressed in a mature style and appeared mature in character, in reality, she was a childish girl with a cunning streak.
Though swift and decisive, she enjoyed getting caught up in trivial matters.
If entangled by her, it would certainly be bothersome.
After all, given a bit of sunshine, she’d shine brightly, that’s how this person was described.
After entering Great Xia Academy, Lin Ping’an only wanted to study, read, research...
To supplement more martial arts knowledge, strengthening the foundation for creating techniques.
Love entanglement should best be pushed aside.
Only exploring the mysteries of martial arts is truly worthy of lifelong pursuit.
A few minutes later, a squad of armed soldiers approached, checking both their IDs meticulously, then saluting and letting them pass.
Regarding this, Lin Ping’an’s face remained calm, though his heart carried a trace of admiration.
To him, these low-ranked and not so powerful Great Xia Soldiers were very admirable.
These people had faith, had pursuits, sacrificing their small homes for the greater good, willing to sacrifice everything for the safety of the citizens.
Lin Ping’an himself couldn’t do this, but it didn’t hinder his respect for such people.
People are always drawn to the existence of noble spirits.
Next, the two underwent rounds of inspections, moving forward inside.
Along the way, Su Die didn’t forget to introduce.
"This is the largest military base near Kyoto City, guarded by an Eighth Grade Grandmaster and many powerful individuals, taking turns defending this last line of defense."
"Inside is the Spatial Channel, leading to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races."
Lin Ping’an nodded, responding to her assumption.
"So, is Great Xia Academy built there?"
Speaking, a dark blue elliptical vortex resembling a portal in a game appeared in view at this moment.
However, the next moment, Su Die smiled slyly.
"No! Great Xia Academy is not built inside; I brought you here for the entrance trial this time."
Upon hearing this, Lin Ping’an frowned, becoming somewhat displeased.
"Entrance trial? Let a First Grade Early Stage go to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races for a trial? Are you seriously saying this?"
"Besides, I’m a Civilization Master; my main duty is to create techniques."
At this moment, Su Die’s smile faded, her expression turned solemn, eyes flashing with a murderous intent.
With a snort, her tone also filled with coldness.
"Civilization Master? So what? Civilization Masters are also Martial Artists! They have to go to the battlefield as well!"
"Without experiencing true combat, how can you create techniques truly needed by the Human Race?"
"Moreover, Great Xia Academy has always been this way, everyone needs to participate in the entrance trial. We don’t need trash who can’t even face blood."
"Are you afraid?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Ping’an took a deep breath, his expression carrying a trace of indifference.
"Afraid? Just feel it’s a bit of a waste of time! Since we’ve reached this point, announce the entrance trial details then!"
"Don’t continue wearing down my patience!"
Su Die chuckled disdainfully, her tone somewhat mischievous.
"Tsk! Not much strength! Yet quite a temper! This time, your trial target is to kill three First Grade Early Stage Exotic Beasts, or one First Grade Middle Stage Exotic Beast."
"Take care of yourself, act according to your ability. I’m only responsible for ensuring you don’t die, but there’s no guarantee against losing limbs. The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races isn’t a playground."
"If you’re scared or act on impulse to call for help, all will be considered a failure in the entrance assessment."
"At that point, go back to wherever you came from, or try other academies to see if they’ll admit you. After all, Great Xia Academy isn’t suitable for you."
Lin Ping’an’s expression remained unchanged, still aloof and calm.
"Too much nonsense, just start!"
Hearing his words, Su Die felt slightly annoyed, making a mental note.
Then she reached out her hand, pulling Lin Ping’an toward the Spatial Channel.
The next moment, they entered, the blue channel was dizzying to look at closely.
Taking a step forward felt like crossing a thousand miles away, a peculiar sensation.
With Lin Ping’an’s current strength, he couldn’t fully understand the mysteries within.
After about a hundred steps, there was another Spatial Channel.
Once through, the scene changed instantly.
A short distance away, a team of Martial Artists carrying various weapons passed by, all bearing scars and a bloody aura.
A thousand meters away, towering walls reaching the sky exuded an imposing and solemn atmosphere.
This setting seemed like entering another world.
From peace stepping into war, from civilization stepping into barbarism.
At this moment, Su Die’s introduction sounded appropriately in his ear.
"This is Hope City, also known as Great Xia’s first city."
"It’s the stronghold guarding the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races and another line of defense protecting the Human Race World."
