First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 295: 1-meter Linghai vs. 100-meter Si Min

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The scene left the speaker momentarily stunned.

Wait a second...

I haven’t even provoked him yet.

Why...

Lu Ding looked at him and said, “Alright, skip that part. You don’t need to say it. I dare.”

“There are still over ten seconds left. You all get ready.”

Even though they knew that in this fight against Lu Ding, they were doomed to die—

Still, every country, no matter how good or bad, would always have people who were truly loyal to it.

Their country needed them to die.

So they had no excuses.

Even those who had just been crying and shouting to get out reignited their fighting spirit.

Their ruthless gazes locked onto Lu Ding—

As if they wanted to devour him alive, tear him limb from limb.

As the countdown ticked: ten... nine... eight... seven...

Everyone’s heart jumped into their throats.

In the stands, leaders of Zhenla and other countries watched the scene unfold.

While heavy-hearted—

An uncontrollable thought crept up from deep within.

Even if you’re killing two hundred chickens, that would still take a while, right?

Five... four...

The countdown neared its end.

Someone couldn’t contain their breakdown and screamed, “Lu Ding!! Today’s challenger is from Zhupo Kingdom, Wangshantai, Linghai Seventh Layer!! Song Paduo!!”

With the first shout, more followed.

“Lu Ding! Today’s challenger is from Zhupo Kingdom, Yishandun, Linghai Eighth Layer, Sha Churen!!”

“Lu Ding! Your challenger today is from Zhenla Kingdom, Niubang, Linghai Seventh Layer, Zhao Jie!!”

“Lu Ding! Today’s challenger is...”

One roar after another, the atmosphere became tragic—

And strangely absurd.

They were making Lu Ding look like some kind of heinous supervillain.

These people were offering their lives to stop him...

As the final second of the countdown hit zero...

“Kill!!!”

Over two hundred Cultivators of Qi surged forward with their energy, shaking the skies.

At that moment, their willingness to embrace death earned Lu Ding’s recognition.

He formed a hand seal—black smoke spewed forth.

He raised his head—red light flared in his eyes.

“Heaven-Taking, Earth-Manifesting!!!!”

With a thunderous roar, a colossal figure over a hundred meters tall emerged from the black fog.

A terrifying presence beyond mortal comprehension descended in an instant.

Fear—

Spread like wild grass in the hearts of all.

Their eyes no longer held fighting intent; instead, fear twisted their expressions.

The one who charged first—

Was grabbed by a massive hand reaching out from the smoke. Lifted up.

Held before the edge of the black fog’s silhouette.

A face like that of a celestial being emerged from a hundred meters up in the black fog.

It held the young Cultivator of Qi’s arm right in front of its face.

The Divine Avatar lowered its gaze.

Its two pupils swept across the crowd without emotion.

Its smile stretched into a disturbing arc: “Now, you may cheer for death.”

Crack...

With a squeeze of its hand—

Blood sprayed out.

A Cultivator of Qi from another country at Linghai Eighth Layer was dead.

All the chaotic emotions in the crowd were crushed and shattered by fear.

Endless, swelling terror filled their hearts, leaving no room for anything else.

In this moment, they truly felt—what it was like to be dominated by a giant!!

“Ahhhhhhh!!!!”

The long silence of several dozen seconds was broken by a scream of pure agony.

That was the most fitting cheer for death.

Lu Ding moved—stepped forward, lifted his hand, threw a punch, stomped down.

Each and every move left crimson marks across the Monster Room, visually shocking every spectator.

On the projection in the sky—

Each face, twisted by fear and horror, was captured in close-up.

Displayed high above.

Pupils shrunk to pinpricks, faces pale, mouths wide open, saliva spilling uncontrollably as they ran in terror.

Slaughter! Massacre! Cruel extermination!

Facing Lu Ding’s over-one-hundred-meter Heaven-Taking, Earth-Manifesting form, these people had no chance of resisting.

As for stalling for time...

Not even a full minute had passed, and over half of the two hundred were already dead—body parts and gore littered the field.

Among the members of the White Eagle hidden in the other countries—those who saw this scene—

Screamed in their hearts!!!

This is it!!

It has to be this!!!

This must be some new thing developed by Great Han!!

Oh my god!!

A giant!!

A giant who can use Spiritual Qi!!!

A physical body over a hundred meters tall, moving without the slightest sluggishness, circulating Spiritual Qi without the slightest obstruction.

Like a full-scale human being, perfectly scaled up!!!

Such a terrifying image stunned everyone.

So much so that when Lu Ding had nearly finished slaughtering all two hundred—

Only then did the others begin to react.

“He’s in the Si Ming Realm!!!”

“Lu Ding is in the Si Ming Realm!!!”

“Stop, stop! This is cheating! Why is there someone in the Si Ming Realm among your trainees?!”

“This absolutely isn’t progress you can make in one year! Great Han!! You’re cheating!!”

Linghai vs. Linghai—we can find a way to kill Great Han’s Linghai-level people.

Linghai vs. Divine Palace—we can call Divine Palace reinforcements to kill Great Han’s Divine Palace cultivators.

But f***ing Linghai vs. Si Ming?!

A 1-meter Linghai fighting a 100-meter Si Ming!!

How the h*ll are we supposed to win that?!

What’s that? Outside reinforcements?

Then go get me a Si Ming Realm reinforcement who made it there in one year!

A document was flung over—pinning itself directly onto the loudest protester.

Someone from Great Han spoke up: “This is Lu Ding’s file. It might not have everything you want to know, but it shows the exact time he joined the 749 Bureau.”

“And let me correct you—he’s not a one-year Si Ming. He hit Si Ming in under half a year hahahahahahahaha...”

When the foreign leaders saw the file—

They didn’t even know from what angle they could still try to stop this massacre.

All they could do was silently pray: Please, don’t let them all die.

Leave us just a few, you bastards!!!

But was that possible?

Obviously not.

When Lu Ding had killed all but a dozen or so out of the 200-plus—

The survivors fled into the Monster Room.

Hoping to use it to hide from Lu Ding’s attacks.

After all, with a body over a hundred meters tall, he wouldn’t be able to move freely inside, or even enter.

As for whether Lu Ding could shrink down—this most basic question—

They hadn’t even bothered to consider it.

Because as long as it wasn’t that divine giant—

Anything else would be fine!!!

Even if they died, they’d rather fall to a normally-sized ‘person’.

Not that f***ing giant!!

Was that even from the same dimension?!

Why were they being made to fight such a monster?!

BOOM!!

They watched as Lu Ding smashed his fist into the Monster Room building—

And suddenly squeezed one of the young elites hiding behind the wall.

Both man and wall were crushed to dust.

The grinding crunch of bone and concrete made everyone’s hair stand on end.

In their minds, they had already imagined the gruesome image—

A massive hand, filled with shattered wall fragments, grinding flesh and blood to paste—

Until it became a meat-and-stone slurry—

Which the not-even-the-same-dimension ‘Lu Ding’ casually discarded.

At this moment—

Lu Ding did exactly that.

He pulled his arm out of the building and casually tossed aside the lump of crushed flesh and rubble.

That sickening blob landed with a thud right in front of the Great Han elite cultivators.