Please, graduates, slay the demon!

"Scatter! Surround him! Slowly wear him down, he's a second-rank official." Zhao Kexin's voice began to command from the other side of the smoke.

The remaining people immediately distanced themselves, forming a fan shape to surround Yang Ji in the middle.

The flashes of blades, the shadows of swords, and the whirlwind of whips came from all directions.

Yang Ji leaped into the air, his toes touching the flying blade, his body spinning half a circle in the air, and then slashed downwards three times with his longsword.

The first slash severed a sword, the second cleaved a shield in two, and the third slash, its blade skimming across the floor tiles, struck the ankles of the two closest individuals.

The two screamed and fell to their knees.

Only eleven people remained standing, but fear was evident in each of their eyes.

Yang Ji's knife was too fast; so fast that their eyes couldn't keep up.

"Go!" Zhao Kexin shouted in a low voice.

Zhao Kexin changed tactics, directing the crowd to maneuver around Yang Ji.

Yang Ji remained calm and composed throughout the entire process, wielding his knife with unhurried ease.

"I don't understand you anymore, Zhao Kexin. You've already gotten what you wanted, why not just take the people and leave? Why go to such lengths to come back and rescue Wu Xian and Huang Tao? Aren't you afraid of getting yourself killed here?"

Zhao Kexin swung her knife to block the attack, her whole body drenched in sweat.

She understood all the reasons Yang Ji was giving.

But she just wouldn't accept it.

Why should someone with connections get first place?

Why should someone who gets first place among new recruits be so glib and treats every life in the Survey Corps like a joke?

Why did it have to be this kind of man?!

"Hey, hey, I'm asking you a question!"

Yang Ji continued to swing his knife, the blade accompanied by a strong wind, gradually gaining the upper hand.

If it weren't for Wu Xian and Huang Tao bringing two teammates to the rescue, Zhao Kexin would have been completely defeated by now.

"Ask, ask, ask your dad! I just don't like you!"

After swallowing a Blood Explosion Pill and absorbing the essence of a spirit stone in her hand, Zhao Kexin's eyes turned bloodshot. With a bang, she rushed out and clashed swords with Yang Ji.

The pill she took was the same one that Lin Zhengze took back then.

Fight by expending maximum physical energy to improve cultivation level in a short period of time.

As a first-rank official, Zhao Kexin was now able to unleash a powerful gust of wind with her sword, a skill usually reserved for second-rank officials.

"Keep going, don't betray your teammates."

Huang Tao and Wu Xuan also took a Blood Explosion Pill and led the remaining female soldiers to charge forward.

"Hey, hey, hey, what if Yang Jimao gets killed? Does that mean we'll have to face all of Zhao Kexin's soldiers next? Even though they're female soldiers, I'm a chivalrous person, what should we do?"

Inside the foggy supply warehouse, Qi Zijian huddled in a corner, listening to the sounds coming from inside, muttering a few words here and there.

Surrounded by fallen recruits, Qi Zijian had been there for a long time. If he weren't wearing a gas mask, he would have liked to smoke a cigarette to pass the time.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yang, who was also squatting down next to him, slowly stood up.

Chen Yang looked towards another corner, where someone was using stealth to quickly approach Yang Ji and the others.

The sound was very soft, but Chen Yang caught it precisely.

"Have you rested enough? Ready to get to work."

Qi Zijian stood up and stretched his neck and arms.

"Alright. Give me the password, and I'll seize the opportunity to sneakily stab that Yang Jimao."

"No. Help Yang Ji first, then we'll kill Zhao Kexin," Chen Yang replied calmly.

"Huh? Why?" Qi Zijian asked.

Chen Yang drew his sword and stepped into the smoke: "I have other uses for Yang Ji."

Seeing that Chen Yang didn't explain, Qi Zijian shrugged and followed him, saying, "Fine, I'll listen to you."

"Zhao Kexin, you're fucking insane!"

At this moment, Yang Ji felt that dealing with the situation was becoming somewhat tricky.

These people are burning their energy to fight against themselves, including two who are in the top ten and six who are in the top twenty. How could they not be struggling?

What should I do?

Do you need that?

Thinking of this, Yang Ji reached into his waist pocket, where, in addition to the compass, there was also a body enhancement agent.

That was Tiandi Pharmaceutical's latest product, which had not yet been released to the market.

However, just as Yang Ji was about to give himself an injection, a wail suddenly came from the air.

The two recruits on the left who had been constantly helping Zhao Kexin suppress her suddenly fell to the ground, hugging their knees and unable to get up for a long time.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that the kneecaps of the two female soldiers are completely deformed, as if they had been broken by something.

But Yang Ji didn't actually strike their knees...

Ok?

Zhao Kexin, Yang Ji, Wu Xian, Huang Tao, and the others hadn't reacted yet.

The two recruits lying on the ground seemed to be pulled into the smoke by some invisible force.

"Be careful, there are other people in the fog," Zhao Kexin warned.

"Sister Kexin, let me help you."

Just as the two were dragged into the fog, Zhang Wei's figure appeared from the other side.

Zhang Wei's team achieved relatively little.

Zhang Wei was the only person to obtain a high-level magic weapon.

When she burst out of the mist, the black crow that Wu Xian had failed to catch was perched on her shoulder.

The spirit pet named Black Feather was not captured by Zhang Wei.

She landed on her shoulder during the evacuation.

Zhang Wei couldn't figure out the reason, only feeling that Hei Yu must like her.

Zhang Wei originally wanted to leave, but she heard from her subordinates that Zhao Kexin had clashed with Yang Ji.

She then ordered her men to evacuate with all the supplies, and came alone to help Zhao Kexin.

Although Zhang Wei was to participate in the recruit night independently, Zhao Kexin's team still provided her with a lot of help.

Knowing at least the exact location of Zhang Wei's team, Zhao Kexin never sent anyone to intercept or kill Zhang Wei.

But Zhao Kexin was not happy about Zhang Wei's arrival.

Similarly, Yang Ji didn't find it troublesome.

No one present knew why the two people had just collapsed.

I felt a chill run down my spine; the scene was complete chaos.

Do you still fight?

As everyone had the same question in their minds, Wu Xian and Huang Tao exchanged a glance. While Yang Ji was analyzing the battle situation, Wu Xian quietly circled behind him and swung his knife at Yang Ji's calf.

Yang Ji must be eliminated on the night of the recruit training.

The two men knew perfectly well that they had betrayed Yang Ji on the night of recruit training, allowing this kind of person to obtain excellent supplies and greatly improve his martial arts level.

Neither of them will have a good time until he returns to City Seven.

Yang Ji was taken aback. Just as he was about to turn around and swing his knife to block, he saw Zhao Kexin seize the opportunity and swing her knife at Yang Ji's face.

Beset on all sides, Yang Ji was still hesitating about what to do.

A dark figure darted out of the mist and landed behind Wu Xian and Huang Tao.

"What is that thing?!"

After someone shouted, everyone looked down at the person wearing a black windbreaker and a gas mask in the fog.

Almost instantly, Yang Ji retreated and moved away. This wasn't the first time he had seen this gas mask, and he wasn't clear about its martial arts strength.

In a brief exchange, he severed his own weapon with a single strike, demonstrating extraordinary martial arts techniques.

The shadowy figure closed in on Wu Xian and Huang Tao, then swung its sword to meet their attack.

"Watch out behind you."

Zhao Kexin was also bewildered. There were not many troops left, and she could not afford to have any more teammates get injured. Wu Xian and Huang Tao were both top twenty experts.

She abandoned Yang Ji, charged forward, brandishing her knife at the person in the gas mask, choosing to protect Wu Xian and Huang Tao first to prevent them from being ambushed.

Yang Ji swallowed hard, hoping that Huang Tao and Wu Xuan's swords would be cut in half like his previous swords.

But things didn't go as planned.

The man in black not only failed to cut off Huang Tao and Wu Xian's swords, but was also forced back by their attacks.

At that moment, Zhao Kexin was rushing towards the black-clad man who was about to ambush Huang Tao and Wu Xian, ready to kill him, when another black figure emerged from the smoke on the side.

There were no footsteps.

There was no heartbeat.

That person just suddenly appeared.

Zhao Kexin was somewhat frightened and immediately held the cleaver horizontally in front of her chest.

then.

clang--

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Kexin's battle sword broke in two.

The knife is not broken in the middle, but rather at the point where the blade meets the handle.

In other words, Zhao Kexin lost her weapon on the spot, leaving only a useless hilt.

There are two masked men!

One of them is exceptionally strong.

The moment Zhao Kexin realized what was happening, the man in black continued his actions.

"Sister Kexin."

Zhang Wei rushed forward to help, but it was too late.

It was actually Qi Zijian who launched the sneak attack on Wu Xian and Huang Tao, and tried to attract everyone's attention.

Chen Yang's real target was never Wu Xian or Huang Tao.

It was Zhao Kexin.

The moment Chen Yang severed the knife in Zhao Kexin's hand, he slashed upwards with his own knife, aiming for Zhao Kexin's face.

Zhao Kexin dropped the hilt of her knife and used her engorged arms to parry Chen Yang's slash.

The swords used by the new recruits at night were not sharpened, and Zhao Kexin felt that her physical strength should be able to withstand this attack.

But Chen Yang's longsword did not come down. Instead, it stopped just before the blade touched his elbow and made a feint towards Zhao Kexin.

Immediately, Chen Yang's other hand, which wasn't holding the knife, unleashed a sword-like attack, stabbing directly at Zhao Kexin's collarbone, solar plexus, spleen, and lower abdomen.

Zhao Kexin had no time to parry, and Chen Yang's thrusting sword fingers all hit their mark.

After being stabbed twenty-four times in a row, Zhao Kexin coughed up blood and knelt on the ground, unable to stand up again.

But Chen Yang did not stop.

After kicking Zhao Kexin over, he took the huge mahogany box from her back.

"Sister Kexin."

"Boss."

This time, Zhang Wei, Huang Tao, Wu Xuan, and all the remaining recruits charged at Chen Yang with their swords drawn.

Chen Yang simply took a step back, then activated his silent movement technique and disappeared into the mist.

"Such fast silent walking! A near-perfect level!"

Everyone gasped in surprise.

Everyone was amazed by the masked man's strength.

Yang Ji dared not make any rash moves.

He was terrified that if anything went wrong, a dark figure would suddenly leap out and sever his sword.

"Sister Kexin, how are you?"

As Zhang Wei spoke, she helped Zhao Kexin up and reached into her pocket to take out some medicine to treat Zhao Kexin's injuries, but found her pocket empty.

The elixir has disappeared.

"Does anyone have any medicine on them?"

The recruits fumbled around for a while, but all their pockets were empty.

Wu Xian suddenly realized something and subconsciously reached for his pocket, his mood plummeting to rock bottom.

He suddenly felt that his entire night as a recruit might have been a waste of time.

The palm-sized Guanyin bottle and the lightning-charming talisman were gone.

Military uniform pockets have inner pockets, and they are designed to be reversed, in order to prevent items from falling out of the pockets during marching.

But now, the magical artifacts in his pocket are gone, and all the spirit stones and pills are gone too.

"It's the first person we forced back. He didn't come to attack me; he came to steal something."

When Wu Xian realized what was happening, he wanted to slap himself.

But I felt helpless.

Because the person was so fast when they stole that he couldn't see anything.

Huang Tao took off his backpack to check it, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, his heart skipped a beat.

The flesh of the Tai Sui is still there.

However, there were obvious marks on the wriggling flesh of the *Tai Sui* that it had been scratched.

Moreover, the backpack zipper is broken, so the next step might be for that person to steal my treasure.

Just when everyone was shocked by this.

As Zhao Kexin coughed up blood, her pupils contracted as she looked behind Huang Tao.

"careful..."

The hoarse voice had barely escaped when Huang Tao turned around and simultaneously swung his knife at the same time as Wu Xian.

"clang--"

With a crisp sound, the two knives snapped.

Then, the man in black who had suddenly appeared stopped fighting and quickly retreated to hide his tracks.

Huang Tao and Wu Xian couldn't keep up with that person's speed at all.

With visibility limited to about five meters and a distance of more than five meters between them and the enemy, all they could see was white smoke.

In the eyes of the new recruits present, it was as if a ghost suddenly darted out and fiercely attacked the soldiers' vital points. Before the soldiers could react, the thing had already disappeared into the environment.

"No, watch out behind you."

Zhang Wei pulled aside a new recruit and slashed at the suddenly appearing dark figure.

Seemingly realizing that her knife might be cut in half, Zhang Wei swung out the scabbard instead.

"clang--"

Instead of severing the scabbard, the man stepped to the side and grabbed the crow spirit pet on Zhao Kexin's shoulder.

This time, it wasn't Chen Yang who emerged from the mist, but Qi Zijian.

The crow floated back lightly, and Qi Zijian missed his target.

"Holy crap, that's so smart."

Qi Zijian muttered a complaint and immediately retreated, disappearing into the smoke.

"Da da da".

Instantly, footsteps echoed through the smoke.

Neither Qi Zijian nor Chen Yang used the silent walking technique again.

They ran so fast that others couldn't pinpoint their location or where they would emerge from.

What should I do? What should I do?

Zhang Wei felt like her head was about to explode. They couldn't see the enemy, and the enemy couldn't see them either, but those two guys could always launch precise surprise attacks. How did they do it?

This means that after each raid, they still had time to observe the positions of others, so that they could make precise moves in the next raid.

"Don't stay in one place, try changing your formation."

"Watch out behind you."

The shadowy figure ambushed another teammate.

To protect her teammates, Zhang Wei, who was directing the battle, still swung her sword.

"clang--"

As expected, the blade broke.

Qi Zijian was responsible for drawing attention, while Chen Yang would then appear and form an encirclement.

"clang--"

"Clang clang clang—"

Chen Yang's attacks became increasingly rapid, giving these people no time to change formation. Each time he appeared, he would sever one of their longswords.

"Quick, quick, right behind you!"

"No, no, that's fake. Kill this one over here."

"I couldn't see his movements clearly, he was too fast!"

"That's fucking a ghost!"

Finally, a new recruit let out a wail.

After all the swords in everyone's hands broke.

Chen Yang darted out again like a ghost, his sword fingers exploding outwards. Before the new recruits could react, he used his sword fingers to stab their spleens one by one.

The spleen, lacking the protection of the ribs and prone to internal bleeding, is one of the most deadly organs in the human body.

Although basic combat among recruits is unlikely to result in death.

But rendering these new recruits incapacitated is perfectly feasible.

Then, Huang Tao, Wu Xuan, and the other new recruits fell one by one...

Only Yang Ji and Zhang Wei remained in the room.

Zhang Wei, holding the broken knife, stood around Zhao Kexin, cautiously observing everyone around her.

As the people around him collapsed, Yang Ji had already plunged the reagent he had brought from Tiandi Pharmaceutical into his thigh.

The moment the medicine entered his bloodstream, Yang Ji felt as if his muscles and bones were being torn apart by a powerful force of blood and qi.

Gusts of wind swirled uncontrollably around him.

"Who...who are you?!"

Zhang Wei stammered for a long time, staring at the surrounding mist, before finally asking the question.

But this time, no one ambushed Zhang Wei in the fog.

Two gaunt figures slowly emerged from the mist.

It was Chen Yang and Qi Zijian.