Barrett Walker is truly relentless and fearless! Like a gambler, he has risked everything - his fortune and his life.
With Barrett Walker's aggressive words, the people around him erupted into a wave of noise - cheers, jeers, and slander. A large crowd became rowdy, causing the martial arts exam to be temporarily suspended once again. This spectacle was becoming more and more thrilling. To witness such a grand drama in one's lifetime is a pleasure not to be missed in an otherwise mundane existence.
Vasoglin felt trapped. He looked at the two troublemakers on the stretcher and wished he could strangle them. If it weren't for these two, he wouldn't have found himself in such a embarrassing and difficult situation.
"Fine, I swear in the name of a professor at the Martial Arts Academy, if there is no residual high-energy liquid in your urine, then my life will be yours," Vasoglin said to the surrounding public high school students as he felt an inexplicable disdain towards them. It was because of these lowly commoners that the Federation had so much labor at its disposal. But could their lives compare to his own value? Looking at Barrett Walker, Vasoglin's expression briefly revealed a contemptuous and ridiculous look.
Barrett Walker had no idea what Vasoglin was thinking, but he didn't expect this professor to actually have the courage to make a bet with him.
"Take it off! Quickly take it off!"
"We believe in you, take it off!"
As Vasoglin consented, the surrounding crowd's cheers became even louder and more excited.
Barrett Walker, under the scrutiny of so many people, might have blushed and become flustered in his previous life, with his mind going blank and not knowing what to do. But now he had changed. Being the target of so much raucous behavior, he also felt a suffocating oppression. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth. As a man, was he afraid of such a trivial matter? He unfastened the belt of his sweatpants and, to the astonishment of the onlookers, he removed both pairs of pants.
"Wow! He's behaving like a rogue!" No one had expected Barrett Walker to have such boldness - to take off his pants in public. The girls who had been cheering for him felt embarrassed, as they weren't prepared for such an open display. This could lead to fatalities!
Barrett Walker, with a determined expression, turned to Vasoglin before the latter could react and unleashed a stream of crystal-clear yellow liquid. Vasoglin's chest and lower body were drenched, and Barrett Walker exerted more force, causing the stream to rise higher. However, Vasoglin reacted quickly and managed to avoid it.
Vasoglin never expected Barrett Walker to be so audacious. Not only did he really unfasten his belt in public, but he also shamefully urinated on him. Listening to the mocking of the lowly commoners, he felt a severe blow to his self-esteem. The stench of urine all over him made him explode with anger. He glared at Barrett Walker, seething with rage.
"What's wrong? You wanted to check, didn't you? I was afraid you wouldn't admit it, so I gave it to you! How does it feel?" Barrett Walker innocently said as he pulled up his pants and fastened the belt.
"You're asking for it!" Vasoglin turned red, furious that a professor from the Martial Arts Academy was being taunted by a clown. His roar made everyone feel the oppressive atmosphere. Vasoglin's clothes moved on their own, and water droplets floated in the air.
"Wow! What a show of force. Is he constipated and unable to take a dump?" Baron, seeing Barrett Walker urinate on Vasoglin, burst into laughter. Seeing Vasoglin's discomfort, he found it similar to constipation and laughed even louder.
Vasoglin glared at Baron, who was caught off guard and then squatted down, clutching his head in pain. He felt as if needles were stabbing his brain, and his mental strength invaded Barrett Walker.
Barrett Walker widened his eyes and remained on guard, not daring to ask about Baron's condition. This person wanted to fight him!
"The Colonel's mental strength is so arrogant!" Barrett Walker was on high alert, not daring to relax. This thing was very mysterious, and he had hardly come into contact with it, but that strange feeling of oppression was constantly present, preventing him from letting his guard down.
"Die!" Barrett Walker suddenly shouted, and Vasoglin's body shuddered. Unable to concentrate his mental strength, he lunged forward, using the most fierce technique in martial arts. Despite Vasoglin's high rank, his body was not strong. The sound of cracking ribs rang out as Vasoglin fell to the ground, possibly breaking numerous ribs.
This turn of events was too sudden. No one expected Barrett Walker to be so audacious as to attack a teacher, especially a professor from the Martial Arts Academy. This incident had thoroughly sowed the seeds of trouble for Public High School 21.
As they looked at Vasoglin, lying on the ground and coughing up blood, and then at Barrett Walker, who remained calm and composed, some professors and assistants from the Martial Arts Academy quickly ran forward to check Vasoglin. They found that his sternum was shattered, and almost all of his ribs had been pulverized, causing his entire abdomen to cave in. Barrett Walker's blow had been merciless, leaving no room for compromise.
"How dare you strike so forcefully! Do you realize the trouble you have caused for Public High School 21 and your own family?"
"Hmph! No matter how good your grades are, the Martial Arts Academy will never accept you!"
Barrett Walker looked at the group of people who were glaring at him, his face expressionless. But inside, he was ecstatic. This was a good sign! He had become a figure of great importance.
"Do you know? If I had struck harder, he might not have suffered just a shattered abdomen. He might have been in excruciating pain," Barrett Walker sneered and then put on a very contemptuous expression. "If you have the ability, go find my family! Kick them out, and I'll thank you for it!"
"Oh, and by the way, you don't represent the entire Martial Arts Academy!"
With that, Barrett Walker left, not willing to waste any more time with these people. Did they really think he was an ignorant fool? Using this kind of threat to intimidate him - he wasn't afraid of either one. He knew that even though the Combat Department of the Martial Arts Academy was the best, it also had the highest death and injury rates. They encouraged the tradition of fighting teachers, as long as you could win. Otherwise, those sadistic teachers would torture you to death.
"How are you feeling?" Barrett Walker asked Baron, who seemed somewhat distracted, feeling uneasy.
"I'm fine, what's wrong with you?" Baron replied, puzzled.
"Are you hiding something from me?" Barrett Walker didn't expect Baron to be so perceptive, noticing the change in his mood.
"Even if my head were cut off, it wouldn't matter much. Losing my head would just leave me with a large scar. In 18 years, my brain would be as good as new. So, what could I be hiding from you?" Baron's words were evasive.
"You're talking nonsense!" Although Baron was a talker, Barrett Walker knew he wouldn't say something so nonsensical. It was completely illogical.
"Nothing, I am a young unmarried man enjoying the benefits of marriage. So, you, a poor young man, would not understand my pain." Baron turned his head, showing a disdainful expression.
"Get lost! You're not really upset about something related to your emotions, are you?" Barrett Walker retorted.
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"Hmph! Turning a girl into a woman is my basic duty as a man. Unfortunately, you're just a resident, so you wouldn't understand." Baron shook his head and then fixed his gaze on Barrett Walker's eyes, asking seriously, "Why did you have that uncomfortable expression just now? Don't try to fool me! They say a woman's heart is like the depths of the sea, but I can fish out so many needles from the ocean. With a big fat shark like you, I can tell at a glance whether you're male or female in the sea."
"What are you blabbering about?" Despite Baron's banter, Barrett Walker knew that Baron wouldn't say something so nonsensical. It was completely illogical.
"Nothing, I am an unmarried young man enjoying the benefits of marriage. So, you, a poor young man, would not understand my pain." Baron turned his head, showing a disdainful expression.
"Get lost! You're not really upset about something related to your emotions, are you?" Barrett Walker retorted.
"Hmph! Turning a girl into a woman is my basic duty as a man. Unfortunately, you're just a resident, so you wouldn't understand." Baron shook his head and then fixed his gaze on Barrett Walker's eyes, asking seriously, "Why did you have that uncomfortable expression just now? Don't try to fool me! They say a woman's heart is like the depths of the sea, but I can fish out so many needles from the ocean. With a big fat shark like you, I can tell at a glance whether you're male or female in the sea."
"Nothing, I fear that once we enter the War God Academy, we will be separated!" Barrett Walker thought of the previous life, where Baren entered the combat department of the War God Academy, while he was just an ordinary college student, almost becoming one of the most useless people in the federation. Will this life repeat the same mistakes?
"Fear not, we will enter the War God Academy together!" Baren said, with a brief moment of bewilderment. Then he regained his composure and patted Barrett Walker's shoulder, saying, "Let's strive together!"
"Yes! Good!" Barrett Walker nodded, watching Baren's eager departure. The low roar of racing cars gradually faded in Barrett Walker's ears, and he quickly came to his senses. This time, I will rely on my own efforts! There's also a class tonight, and in the second world, I killed alien monsters. Maybe this time I can really become the top student! Despite his belief, after taking two classes, Barrett Walker began to worry and vacillate.
In the central area of the War God Academy, a magnificent statue stood tall. This was the image of the War God during the defense of the Yellow River Valley battle, with an expression of resolute departure, depicting the War God's fearlessness and affection for humanity. The expansive War God Academy, spanning over a hundred thousand acres, was comparable to a small country. The relaxed atmosphere of the academy was completely shattered due to a certain incident.
The dean of the academy, Danus Leo, along with a large group of department heads and teachers, gathered in a spacious lecture hall. Danus Leo's slender body, draped in a voluminous robe with a black and white octagon pattern, exuded an ancient air. Despite his frail appearance, he held an independent demeanor. "Speak up! How should this matter be resolved?" he asked.
"Humph! There's only one way to solve it. My combat department will directly take action. There's no need for unnecessary chatter. If someone is beaten, they still have the audacity to claim they are from our War God Academy," said a man, dressed in a white silk training suit, revealing his inherent ferocity in his speech. However, in front of the dean, he did not dare to be presumptuous.
"I say, old man! Over the years, you've been admitting all sorts of talents to your department, leaving no room for the students in our mecha warfare department to thrive," remarked a beautiful woman, glaring at the combat department's dean.
Listening to the discussions below, Danus Leo began to understand the thoughts of this group. It seemed that this person had truly captured the hearts of the War God Academy's teachers. He even suspected that it was intentional. It appeared that this person had been determined to be accepted into the War God Academy. Danus Leo was also curious about this person. From the records, this person was the grandson of Mas Walker, but was expelled due to fainting spells. Now, it seemed that four years of hardship had not made him lose heart. His mental strength was strong enough to rival the headmaster. Danus Leo couldn't help but feel curious about Barrett Walker. Perhaps taking in that stubborn grandson as a disciple would prove his discernment to be superior to Mas Walker's.
"Good idea," Danus Leo stroked his beard. In his eyes, a rare glimpse of cunning flashed. He quickly made a decision, "Very well! Let's go together and see what this talent is like. Any objections?"
"No objections, but I must go to test it out. After all, I need to be there," said the combat department's black dean.
"I'll go too. This school is too dull for me," pouted the beautiful female dean of the mecha warfare department.
"Count me in, count me in!" Suddenly, these deans and department heads all expressed their willingness to go.
"Very well, we'll take the Raptor fighter jet. However, I must emphasize that if anyone dares to leak information beforehand, don't blame me for showing no mercy!" Danus Leo stood up, shook his voluminous robe, and with a solemn expression, warned them. Despite his seemingly ordinary appearance and demeanor, the strong individuals couldn't help but shiver and dutifully agreed, vowing not to reveal the purpose of their trip.
A large fighter jet took off from the War God Academy, performing magnificent and difficult aerial maneuvers. Finally, with a smooth flight, it headed towards Hero City, carrying a large group of teachers and deans from the War God Academy. This was truly an unprecedented spectacle!
At this moment, the entire campus network had been successfully connected, with countless people fighting and struggling within. It was filled with various crises, including extraterrestrial creatures and familiar classmates. Barrett Walker looked at the dagger in his hand and the map in his pocket. He had to find everything he needed on his own!
Barrett Walker had no idea that because of his actions, he had alarmed the high-level officials of the War God Academy. Their power was equivalent to ten battalions of powerful warriors. With such a massive military force in motion, countless large and small forces within the federation had begun to pay attention. They were all poised to converge on Hero City, making it the most dazzling place in the federation.
Although the Smith family was scattered, their largest branch was located in the south of the city of Weijing, surrounding a mountain to form the Smith Palace. The head of the Smith family, Leite Smith, had received news of most of the high-level officials of the War God Academy heading to Hero City. However, he was kept in the dark about their true purpose, except for a matter related to a student.
Danus Leo was not of the Smith lineage. He had grown up on Longhu Mountain and was a true Taoist. However, despite his frail appearance, this Taoist was not simple. His skills were at the peak of Taoist practice. During the defense of the Yellow River Valley, he single-handedly killed extraterrestrial creatures with a sword, making him the only person besides the War God Mas Walker to kill humanoid extraterrestrial creatures. However, he had no interest in power. Under the joint recommendation of humanity, he reluctantly became the dean of the War God Academy.
At the thought of Danus Leo's past, Leite Smith couldn't help but feel a headache. What did he want to achieve? Leite Smith pondered, then set down the documents, picked up the phone, and gave some instructions. After hanging up, Leite Smith rubbed his temples, feeling a bit troubled. The War God Academy, under Danus Leo's management, had become overly autonomous and immense, which would eventually be a disaster for the federation.
Inside the Rockefeller Ranch mansion, Kenrick Rockefeller received slightly more detailed information, indicating that the entire high-level officials of the War God Academy were mobilizing for a certain student. However, which federal genius required the full mobilization of the high-level officials of the War God Academy? Was this just a smokescreen, with the true purpose being to deceive the federation, while secretly carrying out other undisclosed secrets?
"What is the secret that requires such great effort?" Kenrick Rockefeller pondered Danus Leo's conspiracy, gradually falling into deep thought.
Countless forces within the federation began to converge on Hero City. Although it was only a second-tier city, the military's influence only occupied a small portion. With so many hunters and powerful warriors suddenly arriving, the military personnel became cautious. They couldn't afford any issues on this late night!
An enormous and incomparable conspiracy web was being woven over Hero City due to the speculations of certain individuals. However, Barrett Walker was unaware of all this. Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't have the luxury to contemplate it. Now that the entire federation's campus network was connected, he realized how vast the world was, and how many skilled marksmen and powerful individuals there were, far more than just him.
Barrett Walker lay on a continuous marshy hill, covered in putrid mud. The gun in his hand was known as the King of Snipers, a former American Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle, which was the best gun he had ever used. It was also lucky that there were few examinees who could use such a large-caliber sniper rifle. For them, it was completely useless. After finding it, Barrett Walker chose the most dangerous area, where there were constantly high-powered monsters running around, allowing him to snipe them one by one without attracting a large group to attack him.
To take down a high-level monster is equivalent to eliminating a hundred low-level creatures. Though the trade-off may seem slight, for Barrett Walker, hunting down high-level monsters in the virtual world has become second nature. Barrett Walker took the time to peruse the entire federal high school's hunting discipline, only to discover that the record holder was Daven Green from Jazz High School, who had already taken down an astounding five hundred and sixty-something monsters. Although the program falls short of reality, this achievement is still staggering. Barrett Walker has already taken down ten high-level monsters himself, though he has yet to make a name for himself. He believes that there are others like him who aspire to be at the top and cannot afford to slack off.