112: Chapter 86: Instakill!

The Incredible Gap, The Benefits of Being First!_2 112: Chapter 86: Instakill!

The Incredible Gap, The Benefits of Being First!_2 The others nearby also put away their disdain.

Although they didn’t say it aloud, they still subconsciously felt that there was a certain gap between Li Ming and themselves.

But unexpectedly, the gap between them had become visible to the naked eye, and it could even be said that if Li Ming had more real combat experience, in a genuine life-and-death battle, he would be fully capable of bridging that gap.

Roth’s expression tightened as he sensed a dangerous aura emanating from Li Ming.

The information from Qi Xing was incorrect, but this was actually better; it meant he could let loose a little more.

Roth took a deep breath, and then, his eyes suddenly shone with a golden light, and golden patterns emerged on the skin around his eye sockets as his life force surged.

[Absolute Shadow Extreme Light], the core ability of his gene seed, not only greatly enhanced his physical strength but also imbued him with unconventional Elemental Power, making his attacks lethal.

Neither of them interfered with the other’s transformation, after all, it wasn’t a fight to the death, and there were so many onlookers.

“Ready?” Roth asked kindly before the fight began.

Just as Li Ming nodded, a mist exploded around Roth, with golden light trailing like shadows, leaving streamers in midair.

He moved so fast that he was hardly visible with the naked eye, closing in rapidly on Li Ming.

The surrounding crowd held their breath in concentration, ready to witness this special battle.

Li Ming could barely make out Roth’s figure, his body bursting with power.

He clenched his hand into a fist, holding nothing back, and threw a punch toward the approaching Roth.

Roth felt relieved, Li Ming’s attack was all over the place, his origins were poor, he had no one to feed him moves, and his real combat skills were not up to standard.

He simply raised his arm, with the golden light surging and clinging to his skin’s surface, forming an armor-like Mimicry, intending to take the hit head-on.

“This strike should…

Huh!?”

The moment their fists made contact, Roth’s expression dramatically changed as the golden armored light on his arms shattered instantly, followed by an immense force smashing onto his arm.

Crack!

Bones broke, tendons snapped, and Li Ming’s fist, heavy as lead, continued its unstoppable trajectory, carrying Roth’s now limp arm further into his chest.

Bang!

Roth flew backwards, slamming into the metal railing at the edge of the arena, creating a dull, massive sound.

Roth’s eyes glazed over, severe pain emanating from all over his body.

He lifted his head to look at the giant projection screen in the sky, his gaze accidentally meeting his own on the screen.

A surreal sense of absurdity welled up—was he just one-shotted?

Below the platform, Qi Xing was speechless, staring agape at Roth lying on the ground.

Zhao Jingang’s expression was grave.

Even after witnessing the golden pillar falling from the sky, he hadn’t been as shocked because he knew very well how strong Roth was.

While he and the others appeared casual on the surface, in reality, they had been trying their hardest to catch up, but they were still just a hair’s breadth behind.

Nuo Xing stared blankly around the deadly silent arena.

The square that could hold tens of thousands seemed so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Then, suddenly, there was an uproar.

“That…

that…”

“How is it possible, Roth was one-shotted, he couldn’t even withstand a single hit?”

“How could the gap be this huge?”

A considerable number of freshmen came from other planets and were somewhat unfamiliar with Roth, but in the recent one or two months, they had been paying close attention to the matter of the opening school assessment, so they naturally understood what being the acknowledged number one entailed.

But to be one-shotted like that?

For those students who were originally from Capital Star, the shock was as severe as a bolt from the blue, leading them to a bizarre conjecture—

“Roth wouldn’t have reached some agreement with Professor Wu, using himself to support this Li Ming, would he?”

“You wouldn’t come to that conclusion even if you thought with your ass, idiot!”

Professor Bai was astonished; in his mind, the idea of Roth losing hadn’t even crossed his mind, let alone being so cleanly defeated.

Indeed, there was a vast difference between the two, but the outcome was completely reversed.

Professor Wu’s expression changed, and eventually, he burst into laughter: “Good, very good!”

The dean’s eyebrows knitted slightly, then relaxed, as he said with a light smile, “Professor Wu doesn’t take action often, but when he does, it’s beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.”

Li Ming walked towards Roth, his body shrinking in sync, [Fierce Bear]+[Charged Strike]+[Armored Four Arms] usual enhancement.

This strike, with a five-fold burst, had directly dazed Roth.

Roth’s combat state must have also touched the D-level standard, but the enhancement wasn’t as terrifying as Li Ming’s.

“Sorry, couldn’t hold back,” Li Ming extended his hand.

Roth had lost, and in such a duel, there was no chance for any turnaround, as everyone could clearly see.

Roth’s face changed colors, accepted the hand, and with Li Ming’s help, he stood up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His right arm hung limply as he shook his head, “I underestimated you.”

He flipped off the ring, and the crowd parted to make way for him.

Li Ming stood on the stage and looked around, asking indifferently, “Does anyone else object?”

“Ha…” Qi Xing laughed, shaking his head and responding, “Big brother, after what happened, who would dare to object?

First place is yours to take.”

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd, and most people had no stakes in the outcome; they were just happy to watch the excitement.

“Since no one has any objections, this session’s first place is Li Ming,” Principal Chen announced as he landed on the stage.

“All right, the spectacle has ended, and it’s time to continue with the assessments.

Even though first place is taken, second place is still up for contention,” Principal Chen signaled with his hand and the ring withdrew beneath the feet of the professors, including Li Ming, lifting them towards the high platform.

“Don’t be nervous, we need to assess your potential for development in more detail.”

Principal Chen spoke kindly, but Li Ming hesitated.

Having just launched a full-power strike, he had already switched out the items he was controlling, so now his potential for development would surely not be as good as before.

“There’s no need for that,” Old Wu spoke up, flatly refusing.

Professor Bai and the others looked at Wu Yanqing, taken aback as they suddenly realized that due to the error margins, this kind of large-scale biological detector could, at most, only detect up to the eighth level.

But that might not be Li Ming’s limit; it could even be higher, but…

was that possible?

Without giving Principal Chen a chance to speak, Professor Wu promptly continued, “Remember to give one tube of the E.F.

grade gene refining potion, ten tubes per month of the corresponding tier’s development potions, thirty tubes of the corresponding level’s nutritional fluid, a set of combat armor, and a custom weapon.”

“And don’t forget to deposit that one million scholarship into his account.”

Li Ming’s eyebrows rose slightly, were there such benefits?

He seemed to have overlooked them before.

It seemed that he would definitely not lack development potions or nutritional fluids in the future.

But what exactly was this gene refining potion?

He had never heard of it.

With each item mentioned, the other professors twitched.

“Also, report that custom gene seed: his F-level gene seed is the Thorned Lightning Leopard, and the E-level is the Purple Electric Bear,” Professor Wu quickly decided everything.

Principal Chen looked thoughtfully at Li Ming, “You will naturally have everything you’re supposed to; don’t worry about it.”

“You were admitted through a special channel, and you must also choose a minor.

Have you thought about which one?”

“Principal, I’d like to choose Advanced Mechanical Manufacturing and Assembly,” Li Ming had thought it through long ago.

“Mechanical Manufacturing?” His answer surprised the professors, yet Professor Wu didn’t seem too concerned.

“Are you sure?

This subject is time-consuming and laborious, and most likely, it will be a waste of time,” Principal Chen asked.

“Yeah.”

Seeing that Li Ming was not making a whimsical decision, Principal Chen said nothing more.

Professor Wu, seemingly impatient, said, “Are you done asking?

Let’s head back to the lab, we have things to do.”

“Professor Wu, the assessments are not over yet,” Principal Chen shook his head.

“What’s the point of staying when the first place has been decided?”

Principal Chen emphasized again, his expression unfathomable, “Professor Wu, since you’re here, you should stay until the end.”

No wonder Old Wu wasn’t well-liked; leaving halfway through was a clear display of disrespect to the others.

Old Wu was certainly not unaware of this; he simply didn’t care.

“Teacher, let’s wait till it’s over.

It won’t take long,” Li Ming persuaded, knowing that wherever there are people, there will be conflicts; the school was no exception with its myriad factions.

Old Wu might be a big shot, but he wasn’t.

The other professors looked at him in surprise, Old Wu frowned slightly, showing his impatience, “Then let’s finish watching.”

Their gazes grew even stranger.

They had seen how Wu behaved in front of other students; no one dared to breathe heavily around him.

This youngster actually managed to persuade him—could he be Wu Yanqing’s illegitimate son?