Chapter 86: The Cold Resistance Alliance

Qiao Chao’s gaze turned icy. This fellow didn’t recognize him? He slammed his massive axe into the ground, the head burying deep into the earth. Raising his hand, he pointed at Xu Han and spoke coldly, “Do you dare to fight me?”

At that moment, on the podium, the deans all furrowed their brows. Huang Zhengtian frowned and said, “Qiao Chao is far too arrogant, actually going out of his way to challenge Xu Han?” Zheng Gang rubbed his forehead and murmured, “Dean Zhong, do you think we could make an exception here? Qiao Chao’s strength is decent, but he’s up against that monster Xu Han…” Zhong Zhen pondered for a moment and nodded slightly, “It can be arranged, but only the spot can be kept—credits and other privileges are out of the question.” Zheng Gang hastily replied, “Keeping the spot is more than enough! Thank you, Dean Zhong!” Zhong Zhen stared at the large screen, curiosity in his voice, “I wonder, just how big is the gap between Qiao Chao and Xu Han?”

Xu Han sized Qiao Chao up and down. “I have no interest in bullying weaklings. Go away.” Little Tiger glanced at Qiao Chao, yawned, and went back to resting on the ground, entirely indifferent. Qiao Chao’s eyes flashed with chill. Clenching his teeth, he yanked his axe from the ground. “If you won’t fight, then I’ll make you fight! Destructive Charge!” He raised the massive axe, his huge frame like a speeding locomotive, thundering toward Xu Han.

Yet Xu Han sat there, eyes half-closed as if napping. Qiao Chao’s anger burned hotter. This bastard! He dares look down on me? Let him see just how powerful my mighty axe is!

In a few breaths, Qiao Chao reached Xu Han. He raised his axe high, its terrifying momentum unstoppable, and brought it crashing down toward Xu Han’s head.

Spectators outside the field widened their eyes at the scene. “Is Xu Han not even going to dodge? If that axe lands, he’s done for!” “He just finished off a leader-class mutant beast, and now he acts like this?” “Hmph, even a lion uses full strength to hunt a rabbit. Xu Han doesn’t get it—Qiao Chao will take all the points.”

Boom! The giant axe slammed into the ground, leaving a deep gash in the earth. Xu Han was nowhere to be seen! Qiao Chao’s face changed.

He spun around abruptly. A glacial blue glow rapidly enlarged before his eyes. “Too slow.” The cold voice sounded like the pronouncement of Death. Shhh! He felt an icy chill at his neck, then darkness enveloped his vision. When his sight returned, he was already back on the training field, clutching his axe and gasping for breath.

He had clearly sensed it just now—death was so close! If not for the protection of the secret realm, he would be a corpse now. Several medical staff hurried to Qiao Chao’s side, escorting him away for examination.

The whole place fell silent, everyone baffled. After a long pause, someone finally broke the silence. “What the hell?! Qiao Chao was finished off in one strike?” “Is that for real? With his strength, he couldn’t even withstand a single blow from Xu Han?” “He was so fast—I didn’t even see it. In the blink of an eye, he was behind Qiao Chao.” The crowd erupted in discussion.

Xu Han wiped the blood from the icy blue blade and casually sheathed it. Qiao Chao was no match—there was a chasm between them. He glanced at his watch. His score had reached 718 points. Qiao Chao contributed nearly two hundred.

He called Little Tiger and Little Eagle to join him, continuing to hunt leader-class mutant beasts.

Meanwhile, somewhere in a swamp within the red zone, Wang Mo advanced step by step, twin blades in hand. Suddenly, he halted and turned toward the nearby grass. His calm gaze sharpened, cold as a blade. “Show yourself!”

A figure leapt out quietly, landing before Wang Mo. He stared at the woman before him. She wore a fiery red traditional dress, her hair in two playful ponytails. A slight smile graced her face, making her look harmless.

Wang Mo frowned. “Hua Piaowu? What are you doing here?” Hua Piaowu covered her mouth and giggled, “I’m here to admire Brother Wang Mo, of course.” Wang Mo’s brow creased, “I don’t have time to waste with you.”

With that, he turned to leave. Hua Piaowu’s smile remained. “Brother Wang Mo, you’re just going to walk away? Don’t you want to give Xu Han some trouble?”

Wang Mo stopped and spoke slowly, “Qiao Chao is dead. Killed by Xu Han.” Hua Piaowu nodded slightly, her steps light as she danced to Wang Mo’s side. Her cunning eyes, fox-like, met his. “I know, but are you satisfied? If Xu Han remains, none of us can hope to claim first place. Aren’t you interested in that epic equipment?”

Wang Mo gripped his blade, shaking his head in silence. Hua Piaowu shook her head gently. “Looks like I misjudged you… The son of the Xishan General Office, so timid?” She shrugged. “Never mind, I’ll find someone else.”

“Wait!” Wang Mo’s brow tightened, his voice cold. “How do you know who I am?” Hua Piaowu laughed mischievously, “That’s a secret!” Wang Mo clenched his teeth, his gaze wavering, then turning resolute. “You have a way to deal with Xu Han?”

Hua Piaowu pressed a finger to her lips, the corners of her mouth lifting, her voice airy. “Of course. Hidden at the heart of the secret realm is a level 40 platinum leader. If we can provoke it to attack Xu Han…”

Wang Mo instantly understood. “You mean to kill with a borrowed knife?” Hua Piaowu smiled and nodded, “Exactly. No matter how formidable Xu Han is, he can’t match that platinum leader. Just anger it, and Xu Han is doomed.”

Wang Mo frowned, “But… what if Xu Han escapes? Just the two of us can’t stop him.” “Naturally, it’s not just us. There’s more.”

Two voices came from the woods. Two figures strode out. One wore a broad black robe and hood, his face hidden. The other carried a staff, a friendly smile on his lips.

Hua Piaowu smiled, “Let me introduce you. The one in black is Dou Wenle, an A-rank curse mage, fifth on the leaderboard. The other is Dong Yan, seventh on the leaderboard. With the four of us, dealing with Xu Han will be no problem! So… will you join us?”

Wang Mo nodded slightly. Hua Piaowu nodded in satisfaction, “Excellent. I declare the Anti-Han Alliance officially founded! The goal is to take on Xu Han—knock him off the first place pedestal!”