First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 227: Huangfu Lingyun Pretends to Faint After Being Blasted Away

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This voice—even though he hadn’t seen the person yet, he would never forget this voice!!!

It was the reason he jolted awake countless times at night.

It was also the root cause of him becoming the laughingstock of the Advanced Training Facility.

Even if no one dared to call him Zhang Wei to his face anymore!

Now everyone knew. Everyone knew. All because of Lu Ding!

Maybe no one would say it to his face!

But behind his back!?

No one could say for sure.

Huangfu Lingyun hadn’t just once been consumed with anxiety over whether people were talking about him behind his back.

And now, just when that anxiety had finally eased a little—

Lu Ding came back.

And right in front of everyone again, he shouted those two words.

Huangfu Lingyun turned around and looked at the source of his nightmares walking over. His fists clenched tight.

“Lu Ding!! You’re pushing it too far!!”

Lu Ding came over: “I’m pushing it too far? I saw you putting on a show just now. Xue Ning didn’t even provoke you, did he? Weren’t you the one deliberately picking a fight?”

“Besides, ‘Zhang Wei’—those two words aren’t even insulting. That’s pushing it too far?”

Yeah, that’s right, Lu Ding was totally doing this to mess with him.

But Huangfu Lingyun had it coming—he messed with others first.

If it were someone else, Lu Ding wouldn’t care.

But Xue Ning was from Yunhai 749 too—same lineage.

If Huangfu Lingyun could make others feel sick, then Lu Ding could do the same to him.

“You!!”

Huangfu Lingyun didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Because yes, he had picked a fight on purpose, clearly confident that Xue Ning couldn’t beat him.

Because Xue Ning and Lu Ding were both from Yunhai.

He couldn’t take on Lu Ding, but while Lu Ding was away, messing with the others a bit—no one could call him out on it.

Now Lu Ding was also picking a fight, clearly confident Huangfu Lingyun couldn’t beat him.

“Enough with the back-and-forth. Just say it—do you yield or not? If you do, lower your head. If not, three seconds from now, I’ll ask you again while you’re lying flat.”

Huangfu Lingyun clenched his fists even tighter.

Wrestling with himself inside—fight? He’d lose. But bowing his head? Not a chance.

He was all about standing tall!

If Lu Ding caught him stirring up trouble today, he’d take it. Just bad luck.

But he was favored by destiny—he’d never bow to anyone.

Never!!

“Lu DING!!!!!!”

With a roar, Huangfu lunged forward, throwing a punch.

Lu Ding raised his leg and struck, a perfect counter.

BOOM!!!!!!

Huangfu’s body flew more than ten meters through the air before crashing down and losing consciousness.

This result left Bai Hemen a bit confused.

He shouldn’t be that weak. Lu Ding hadn’t even used much force.

“You yelled like you were so wronged. If you weren’t bullying others, I wouldn’t have even bothered with you.”

Lu Ding said as he walked over, grabbed the unconscious Huangfu Lingyun, and started rubbing behind his ear.

Still nothing.

This was pretty much what Lu Ding expected.

Even though Huangfu Lingyun was a bit off in the head—still dreaming of a Mandate of Heaven in this day and age—

Still!

The guy had backbone.

Classic case of being weak but stubborn. No way he’d ever turn traitor or infiltrate as a spy.

That’s also why Lu Ding had held back a little.

As for why Huangfu Lingyun passed out...

Anyone who knows, knows.

Xue Ning ran up with a grin and greeted him.

“Lu-ge, you’re finally back! You don’t even know how cocky that guy’s been while you were gone. Finally, we can deal with him a bit.”

“Being cocky isn’t a crime. Don’t talk sh*t about people. Come on, lean your head over.”

Xue Ning obediently leaned his head over. After checking and finding nothing, it was someone else’s turn.

The others followed suit. With no one organizing it, they actually lined up quietly.

All waiting their turn for Lu Ding to rub behind their ears.

No one had it.

Weird.

Noticing a lot of people were missing,

Lu Ding hadn’t even asked when Xue Ning explained on his own: “They’re all at the next plaza. The trainees at the Advanced Training Facility were split randomly into two groups.”

“One group does auxiliary spell techniques on days 1, 3, and 5; the other does combat spells on days 2, 4, and 6. On weekends, they go over realm and cultivation issues together.”

Then he lowered his voice: “Also, today’s class next door is being taught by Instructor Song....”

That explained it.

Lu Ding was just about to go check when he suddenly remembered: “Where’s your instructor?”

Realizing he couldn’t hide anymore,

the instructor stepped out from the shadows: “What are you all playing at? Count me in.”

That was just honest.

But what could he do? He couldn’t beat Lu Ding.

At the Advanced Training Facility, as long as you didn’t cross any red lines, having the biggest fists was what mattered.

For now, his fists weren’t as big as Lu Ding’s.

And besides, it wasn’t just him getting rubbed.

The trainees were on lockdown, but the instructors weren’t.

In the time Lu Ding and Bai Hemen had been out stirring up trouble, which instructor here hadn’t heard about it?

Fighting Si Ming, stirring things up at Earth Observer, even provoking Heaven Observer—

The reports shocked every instructor.

Only one person felt a little different.

That was Song Chunfeng.

When Lu Ding left, Song Chunfeng had just regained consciousness. Still unwilling to let it go, he kept shouting that Lu Ding was too arrogant.

And sneak-attacked him!!

And ganged up on him!!

He swore that when Lu Ding came back, he’d challenge him fair and square to defend the dignity of instructors!

But as more and more news about Lu Ding came back,

Song Chunfeng slowly shut his mouth.

Then, when the news from the Northwest came in a few days ago—

He’d been sighing nonstop since, even if he wouldn’t say why.

But anyone with eyes could tell—

He couldn’t walk back all that bluster. He was freaking out.

After the instructor’s turn was done,

Lu Ding reminded them all not to spread this around, then turned and headed toward the other plaza.

The others figured there’d be some fun to watch—since it was still break time, they all tagged along.

As they were leaving, Bai Hemen glanced at Huangfu Lingyun and asked Lu Ding,

“Should we drag him off too?”

“No need to bother. He’ll wake up after we leave.”

“Wasn’t he knocked out?”

“He’s faking it.”

Bai Hemen: “Huh?”

As they chatted, they walked away. Soon, the only one left in the training ground was the “unconscious” Huangfu Lingyun.

Once he realized it was quiet around him, he sprang up like a carp, slapping the footprint on his chest.

“Why!? Why!? How did his strength increase so fast!!!”

“It makes no sense. I—”

Huangfu Lingyun’s muttering suddenly cut off.

Because when he turned around, he saw Lu Ding and Bai Hemen—one standing, one squatting—on the columns outside the plaza, staring at him.

Luckily, it was just those two. No one else.

As for why they were there—

No reason. Just malicious fun.

Lu Ding even pointed at him: “See? Told you.”

Bai Hemen looked at Huangfu Lingyun: “You really faked it well. Even I didn’t notice.”

At that moment, Huangfu Lingyun felt like an old-school steam train was rumbling through his chest. Steam was pouring out.

He was red-hot with rage!!

“LU DING! You’ve gone too far!!!”