My Mosquito Clones Are on a Killing Spree
Chapter 243 - 110: The First in History! Longevity Substance
Chapter 243: Chapter 110: The First in History! Longevity Substance
"He... he really passed! The ninth stage! Forest God has cleared it!"
"7 seconds?! The display says 7 seconds!!! Am I seeing things?!"
"7 seconds?! How is that possible! Did he go in and just dismantle that hunk of junk?!"
"Two minutes! Less than two minutes from entering to exiting! And that includes prep time! Heavens! How on earth did he do it?!"
"An insta-kill! It had to be an insta-kill! Only an insta-kill could be that fast!"
"This is insane! Absolutely insane! He’s the first in the training camp’s hundred-year history!!"
"Forest God! Invincible!!"
"Forest God! I kneel before you!!"
"Forest God! You’re my idol!!"
Cries of shock, screams, wild roars, and sharp gasps mingled together, forming a colossal wave of sound that nearly blew the roof off the corridor!
Shock, ecstasy, and worship were written on everyone’s faces.
Their gazes, fixed on Lin Yi, were all incredibly fervent.
The crowd instantly lost control, surging toward Lin Yi like a frantic tide.
They swarmed him, and the scene descended into absolute chaos!
...
Top floor of the command tower.
Before the massive floor-to-ceiling windows.
Head Instructor Zhao Jun and Deputy Instructor Liu Haimo were discussing the next phase of the trainees’ development plan, their expressions solemn.
Suddenly, the communicators on both of their wrists chimed with an urgent, high-pitched alert, shattering the silence in the room.
The two of them frowned slightly, instinctively glancing down to check.
When they saw the brief but earth-shattering message on the screen, the expressions on the faces of these two battle-hardened experts, who had seen it all, instantly froze!
"Lin Yi... cleared the ninth stage?!"
Zhao Jun’s voice trembled slightly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"This... How is this possible?!"
Liu Haimo cried out in shock, leaping up from his seat.
"That mechanical puppet in the ninth stage... even an experienced Fourth-Grade Martial Artist wouldn’t necessarily have an easy time against it! No one in the training camp’s history has ever cleared it! And he’s just a Third Grade..."
’I heard that Lin Yi has been focused on the Cultivation of his Body Technique for the past twenty days! He was already powerful, and now that his Body Technique has reached Great Success, perhaps he could last an hour against the mechanical puppet of the ninth stage.’
Zhao Jun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the storm raging in his heart, and said in a heavy voice:
"Don’t jump to conclusions! Pull the recording! Get the combat footage from the training room immediately! I need to see this with my own eyes!"
Liu Haimo snapped back to reality, his fingers flying across his communicator, the tips even trembling slightly with excitement.
Soon, a screen of light projected onto the wall.
It clearly displayed the world-shocking battle Lin Yi had just fought in the training room.
In the video, Lin Yi’s figure was as fast as a phantom, his spear striking like a dragon.
When they saw the single spear thrust—one that fused the four Realms of Lightning, Fast Spear, Overlapping Waves, and Waves, and finally erupted with world-shaking power—send the indestructible mechanical puppet flying like a broken sack to smash against the wall, completely disabled...
The command room fell into a deathly silence.
Zhao Jun and Liu Haimo were like two petrified statues, staring intently at the frozen image—
the mechanical puppet, slumped in the corner and sparking, and the glaring "7 seconds" completion record on the screen.
A long time passed.
Zhao Jun finally let out a slow breath, his voice carrying an unprecedented gravity and a trace of undisguised awe:
"...He didn’t rely on his Body Technique to maneuver. It was... a direct frontal crush! A one-shot kill! That power... a regular low-level Fourth-Grade Martial Artist would have absolutely no chance of survival against that spear thrust!"
Liu Haimo swallowed hard, his voice hoarse:
"This rate of improvement... it’s too terrifying! Simply unbelievable! Twenty days... just twenty days! Finishing the fight in 7 seconds... his strength is improving way too fast!"
The two instructors looked at each other, both seeing the profound shock in the other’s eyes.
Zhao Jun took a deep breath and said, "Since Lin Yi has already passed the ninth stage, let’s call him over. There are some things we need to tell him."
Zhao Haimo nodded and began operating his communicator. "I’ll have him come over right away."
...
Outside the training room, the cold, hard alloy corridor had now turned into a boiling stage.
The moment Lin Yi stepped through the doorway, he was instantly engulfed by a surging tide of people.
He felt like a superstar surrounded by crazed fans, unable to move an inch.
The crowd swarmed in with a WHOOSH, surrounding him in layer after layer, a chaotic mix of excited and eager voices assaulting his ears like a tidal wave.
Countless pairs of eyes shone with undisguised adoration, almost setting him ablaze.
"Forest God! Teach us! How in the world do you practice Cultivation? This speed is just heaven-defying! Show us brothers the way!"
"Forest God! I have a younger sister, she just started her second year of high school, and her looks... she’s an absolute national beauty! Would you consider it? How about giving me your contact info?"
"Forest God! Add me as a contact on your communicator! You have to! My family runs a company in the Provincial City, definitely ranked in the top thirty! When you get to the Provincial City in the future, you must give me a chance to show you some proper hospitality!"
Everyone was talking at once, the clamor at a boiling point.
There was blatant flattery, tentative marriage proposals tied to family interests, and even more direct offers paved with wealth and status.
Everyone wanted to seize this opportunity to forge even the slightest connection with this brilliant, endlessly potential-filled rising star before them.
The terrifying power Lin Yi had displayed, along with his suffocating Cultivation speed, had already become the stuff of legend in the training camp. Who wouldn’t want to latch onto this future towering tree?
Faced with this sudden, overwhelming wave of enthusiasm that threatened to drown him.
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