First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

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Under his mask, Zhan Tingzhou let out a laugh.

“Heh........”

A seamlessly connected voice rang out from behind Zhan Tingzhou: “Since when do insects that hide their heads and tails deserve to come out and spout nonsense!”

Zhan Tingzhou ducked low, bending at the waist.

A gust of wind swept past the back of his head.

Lu Ding swung his leg horizontally like a blade, sweeping it heavily forward.

Ling Tian quickly changed his stance, raising both arms to block.

Bang!!!!

His legs rooted themselves into the ground, but the immense force pushed him backward, plowing a deep trench through the earth.

The pain radiating from the radii bones in both forearms deeply stimulated Ling Tian’s nerves.

His pupils shifted slightly. “Since when!?”

From just now until this moment, from the appearance of Lu Ding and Zhan Tingzhou to Ling Tian personally entering the fray, his attention had been fixed solely on Lu Ding.

Yet he hadn’t detected Lu Ding’s sudden shift and attack.

It was as if one second Lu Ding had been confronting the Purple Cloud Sect Elder, and the next, he had materialized behind Zhan Tingzhou, slamming a brutal kick his way.

Such terrifying speed.

It made Ling Tian unconsciously grow serious.

Before coming here, he had been boasting arrogantly, asking Su Yun whether to kill or spare Lu Ding.

After arriving, seeing Lu Ding’s earlier rampage, he hadn’t found it impressive either—he could easily do the same.

But now, after taking that one solid kick, he finally understood: the pot is truly made of iron.

Lu Ding lifted his leg, dusted off a nonexistent speck of dirt from his pants, looked at Ling Tian, and the smile at the corner of his mouth turned slightly ferocious.

Interesting. Someone had actually taken his kick without injury.

Lu Ding tilted his chin toward Ling Tian, exuding arrogance. “What breed are you?”

Ling Tian raised a hand, suppressing and pulling the heavily corrupted Yu Ci behind him.

With a flick of his wrists, he seemingly brushed away white mist and dust, but was actually releasing the force and dissipating the energy.

He opened his stance, forming a fist.

“Celestial Armor Beetle, Ling Tian!!!”

Hearing this introduction, Lu Ding suddenly understood everything.

No wonder. The Celestial Armor Beetle race was famous for its high offense and high defense, with no significant weaknesses.

And this thing in front of him—that one kick just now had already proven it wasn’t some soft-footed shrimp.

But it wasn’t all that formidable either; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been pushed back so far.

Still, there was plenty of time now. Yuwen Longyuan hadn’t sent word back yet.

So… Lu Ding decided… to play with it!

After all, opportunities like this weren’t common.

He turned his head to look at Zhan Tingzhou. “You continue with your business in a moment.”

As he spoke, his gaze shifted back to Ling Tian. “And you…”

With a flick of his black wide-swinging robe, he adjusted his martial robe’s tight sleeves, extended one hand forward, striking the most badass pose while saying the most badass words: “Hold on. Don’t die. Let me have my fill!!!!”

One sentence.

Made Ling Tian feel deeply humiliated.

He charged fiercely, his strides cracking the ground, shattering mountains and splitting rocks, the savage ferocity of a demonic spirit surging forth. “Arrogant!!!!”

Lu Ding pulled back his hand and lifted his leg.

The tendons within his flesh twisted like steel rebar, straightening and tightening, driving immense force into a sweeping kick. As his leg shot out, it was like a mountain pillar crashing horizontally, like Great Fortune itself charging forward.

Bang!!!!

He blocked it!!!

But the terrifying force within that kick traveled through Ling Tian’s body, discharging into the ground beneath his feet, causing the mountain to shake. The Purple Cloud Sect’s protective grand formation groaned under the strain, barely holding.

For some reason, Ling Tian felt an instinctive moment of joy at having successfully blocked that kick.

Yet he forgot—this was only the first strike!

As the saying goes, hands are like two doors; it’s all about the feet that strike.

Lu Ding’s toes straightened, hooking around the back of Ling Tian’s neck. With a sudden yank, he dragged the entire man forward a few inches. Then Lu Ding stood rooted to the spot, spun, leaped into the air, executed a side kick, and sent his leg flying. His apertures burst open, black smoke spewing forth, and one kick struck straight into the heart!!

Bang!!!!

Under the heavy blow, the shockwave formed a ring, sending the Purple Cloud Sect’s nameless disciples flying in all directions.

Ling Tian flew backward, his face flushed red. He flipped midair, touched the ground with one hand, and braced himself on one knee, barely stabilizing his body.

Lu Ding’s voice rang out: “I really overestimated you. With skills like this, you dare act cocky in front of me? Talk about knowing when to stop? Mouth off about having no interest in the weak? Have you ever considered that to me, you’re nothing but weak too—weak enough that I could beat you to death right here.”

His voice trailed off, each exhalation growing louder, making his brutality all the more apparent.

Smack!!!!

A sharp sonic boom.

Lu Ding waved his hand, dispersing the smoke and dust, clearing his vision.

And at that very moment.

Ling Tian clearly saw Zhan Tingzhou charging murderously toward Yu Ci, whom he had just protected.

The situation was dire, the danger extreme.

Ling Tian slammed his palm against the ground and rose. “My head is right here! Come take it!!!!”

The ground instantly rippled like water, erupting into towering waves that crashed toward Zhan Tingzhou, who was locked in battle with Yu Ci.

Lu Ding stomped heavily, cracking the mountain open, sending a hidden force transversing straight ahead, riding the wind and splitting the waves!!

Amidst the rubble, Ling Tian spun out, his hands forming palms. The hard black armor covering his entire body glowed with a dark luster, golden threads forming lines, converging into the centers of his palms. They tore through space, pressing down with devouring darkness. Even the mere residual force was enough to shatter the Purple Cloud Sect’s protective grand formation into pieces.

“One skilled in defense hides beneath the ninefold earth!!!!”

At this moment, Ling Tian’s cultivation was fully revealed: Spirit Refinement, Fifth Restriction. Meanwhile, Lu Ding was at God Ascension, Ninth Restriction.

Yet from the scene on the battlefield, it seemed as though Lu Ding was the one at the higher realm.

Lu Ding swung his wide-sleeved scholar’s robe. “Well said!!!!”

“But one skilled in attack moves from the heavens above!!!”

He leaped straight up in a cloud-soaring ladder, overturning clouds and rain with the Human King’s Loose Hands.

The blows struck with earth-shattering force, churning the sea of clouds into turmoil.

The might of a single technique purified ten thousand miles of open sky.

The ferocity of a single style dared to claim: With me here, none can match me!!!

Suppress!!!!!

Black smoke condensed into a palm, A Single Hand Obscuring the Heavens, crushing mountains inch by inch.

Dark red swirling patterns grasped stars and seized the moon, pulverizing entire mountain ranges.

Boom!!!!!!

The divine ability’s power shocked the entire world.

As the palm descended, it smashed Ling Tian’s bone armor to pieces, severed his meridians, and drove him into the ground like a dead fly, welded into the earth by the terrifying palm imprint. Blood sprayed from every inch of his body. It was utterly brutal.

The blow sent his life flashing before his eyes.

Scenes of his former glorious deeds flickered through his mind.

He had dominated the younger generation of Overcast Mountain, enjoying an unmatched reputation, becoming a newly risen king. But in the end, he had fallen short by one move—unable to properly retract his wings due to a personal flaw—and was severely defeated by a more well-rounded prodigy of his clan. Later, he met Su Yun, who helped him correct the flaw. He intended to make a comeback, to fight his way back into the depths of Overcast Mountain.

That was why he had said, “One skilled in defense hides beneath the ninefold earth.”

But he never imagined that before he could even launch his comeback, he would run into Lu Ding.

He was unwilling!!!!

Struggling to rise, his body attempted to stand—

But was slammed back into the ground by a heavy stomp.

Bang!!!!

“An ant should stay buried in the dirt, lurking in the shadows, waiting for me to exterminate you all at once.”

“Not come crawling out and make trouble for me.”

Lu Ding twisted his foot, the sound of Ling Tian’s bone armor cracking filling the air.

“Playing with you was just because you had some skill. But you broke the rules—you tried to interfere in their fight again. So now, I have no choice but to crush you without mercy.”

Lu Ding pressed down harder with his foot. “Just… like… this!!”

Crack, crack… bang!!!!