Chapter 10: Are You Wiling To Take Me As Your Teacher?

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Han Zhen's words were not just spoken for himself.

All the spiritual contractors present at the scene, all the spectators watching the broadcast, and even the leaders from the various districts sitting in the command center—

They all heard these words.

Each person had a different expression.

Some were confused, some were indifferent, some were shaken to their core, and some were filled with fighting spirit.

But Han Zhen was Han Zhen. He had this kind of obstinate determination.

Martial training first cultivates a bit of fierce energy. Now, with that fierce energy stuck in his chest, he couldn't hold it in anymore.

Han Zhen's hands pressed once again onto the strings of the Fuxi Qin.

At this moment, outside the battle space—

A piece of white paper was inexplicably blown down, fluttering to the ground.

Leaves on a tree rustled as they were blown, swaying gracefully.

A female student's short skirt was lifted by the wind, prompting shrill screams, "Eeek!"

More and more anomalies began to appear.

It was all wind.

It was countless streams of wind invisible to the naked eye. They were summoned by some unknown force, converging from all directions.

Appearing out of nowhere, emerging from thin air, penetrating everywhere, they all surged into the battle space.

Inside, they formed a tornado that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

It perfectly enveloped the entire Red Flame Beast!

"One spark of righteous energy, a thousand miles of delightful wind."

Han Zhen's spiritual energy surged outward like a flood bursting through a dam. This was not a melody that could be played at the first tier.

But now, he couldn't care about such things anymore.

"RELEASE!"

Blood seeped simultaneously from Han Zhen's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, dripping onto the strings of the Qin.

The tornado, which had already formed, began to revolve rapidly around the Red Flame Beast. Soon, it stripped away all the flames enveloping its body, consuming them completely.

The bare Red Flame Beast, looking like a plucked chicken, appeared somewhat comical.

But no one felt like laughing.

Because they saw Han Zhen lift his right hand high and press it heavily onto the strings, the Fuxi Qin seemed to emit a mournful sound as if lamenting the depletion of spiritual energy.

Immediately after, the whirlwind, which had nearly spiraled out of control, surged completely into the body of the Red Flame Beast.

CRACK.

A crisp cracking sound echoed as a faint green fissure appeared on the beast's shell.

The crack expanded instantly, spreading wider and wider, like a shattered porcelain vase.

In the next second, with a loud boom, the towering Tier-3 Red Flame Beast was reduced to ashes amidst an explosion.

He had done it.

He had won.

The onlookers were completely stunned. They could accept the instant annihilation of a Tier-1 Black Bovine Beetle. They could even acknowledge the defeat of a Tier-2 beast. But this was a Tier-3 Red Flame Beast.

'Can it get any more absurd?'

'Is his strength even real?'

At this moment, everyone remembered Han Zhen's name, along with his self-introduction that sounded like a declaration.

"My name is Han Zhen. I am a spiritual contractor. I am here not just to survive."

CLAP, CLAP, CLAP!

No one knew who started clapping first, but more and more applause erupted. The dense sound of clapping resonated throughout the entire assessment site.

This applause was for Han Zhen and also for humanity.

Amidst the crowd, Wang Lümao and Xiao Mei felt awkward.

If they clapped, it felt like slapping themselves in the face. But if they didn't clap, it felt like someone else might slap them instead.

Wang Lümao gritted his teeth as he looked at Han Zhen, who shone brilliantly in the battle space.

'All these honors, all this glory, should have been mine. But they were snatched away by this unknown bastard, who appeared out of nowhere.'

Xiao Mei's expression was also grim. All her efforts yesterday, along with Zhao Hu's confident promises, now seemed like a joke.

"Han Zhen, combat assessment – Difficulty Level 10, passed."

"Han Zhen, healing assessment – Difficulty Level 10, passed."

Announcing the results of two assessments at once was a special treatment given by the officials to Han Zhen. Of course, he deserved it.

When the assessor announced the results, even though the audience had already been shocked to their core, they couldn't help but be stunned again.

"This is unprecedented and will likely never happen again."

"Dual assessments passed at Difficulty Level 10. This record cannot be broken by anyone else."

"I'm more curious about where the officials will assign him. A genius of this level will undoubtedly spark fierce competition…"

Whether there would be competition or not, Han Zhen didn't know. All he knew was that the moment his assessment results were announced, the scene in the battle space before him suddenly changed into a pure white expanse.

A man wearing black-rimmed glasses stood not far from him.

"'Delightful Wind'—a very fitting name. I am Lin Jingxuan, the Second District Commander."

"Congratulations. Welcome to the third assessment space," Lin Jingxuan said with a stern expression.

At the same time—

A piece of paper faintly glowing with golden light floated down from above Han Zhen's head and hovered before him.

The paper contained only three questions.

[First question: If you and your team of ten spiritual contractors suddenly encounter an attack by a hundred Cockroach Nest Worms in the suburbs, what would you do?]

Cockroach Nest Worms were Tier-1 insects. With proper battle distribution, a team of ten spiritual contractors could defeat this insect swarm.

After a brief moment of thought, Han Zhen gave his answer:

"Have the other nine spiritual contractors hold the line while I leave alone to head to the nearest major city."

"Your answer surprises me," Lin Jingxuan remarked without immediately saying whether it was right or wrong. "Why did you choose this?"

"The reason is simple. If you see one cockroach, there might already be a hundred in your house. So, when a hundred Cockroach Nest Worms appear, they are likely just the vanguard. The real swarm could number in the millions, even billions."

"Having the others hold the line ensures the insects don't realize we're onto them. Heading to the nearest city is to warn and call for reinforcements to deal with this massive insect disaster."

Han Zhen's reasoning was clear, and Lin Jingxuan adjusted his glasses and nodded.

[Second question: Who do you think will ultimately win, the insects or humanity?]

"I believe the insects will win, but humanity will not lose."

"An interesting answer," Lin Jingxuan commented and moved on.

[Third question: After becoming a spiritual contractor, what is your purpose?] [T/N: Gather a large harem]

"What purpose?" Upon hearing this, images of the past flashed through Han Zhen's mind.

He spoke from the heart: "I became a spiritual contractor to stop the insects from ravaging our homes, to let people live peacefully, to see smiles on everyone's faces. And to plant the flag of Great Xia on every inch of territory stolen from us."

"To restore the glory of Great Xia is our unshakable duty."

"Well said! Very well said!"

From afar, someone clapped and walked over.

It was an elderly man, full of energy despite his white hair. His sharp eyes sparkled with vitality.

"Young man, would you be willing to take me as your teacher?"

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