First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 296: Be Crushed Along With Your Cover, Hahaha!

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All those dazed eyes instantly snapped back to focus.

They just stared at Lu Ding.

Wasn’t he still in the Divine Palace Realm before?

This... is Divine Palace?!

This isn’t Si Ming?!

And that hundred-meter-tall Divine Avatar—what the hell is that?!

True shock doesn’t care if you’re friend or foe.

At this moment, once again, they were devastated by Lu Ding’s display of combat power.

But today was different.

Lu Ding appearing in the form of a hundred-meter Divine Avatar—this was an unprecedented blow.

Some of them simply couldn’t handle it.

They couldn’t help but think: to be in the same trainee year as him... was both tragic and lucky.

BOOM!!!

Lu Ding smashed another fist into the Monster Room.

He turned his head and said, “Don’t just stand there. Find them. End it quick.”

As he spoke, Lu Ding exerted force in his hand and tore down a massive section of wall.

The extreme visual impact and sheer destruction exploded before their eyes.

Everyone snapped back to reality, nodding with repeated “oh, oh, ohs” and charged into the Monster Room.

Kill!!

Kill on sight!

Today was all about life or death.

Can’t compare with Lu Ding, can’t compare with Bai Hemen, can’t compare with Huangfu Lingyun or Nuomin—but you think I can’t even beat you foreign elites?!

As for that—

Huangfu Lingyun’s emotions shifted: “If I can’t compare with Lu Ding or Bai Hemen, you think I can’t beat these foreign prodigies?”

Bai Hemen: Completely lost it!!!

He was the one most shaken.

Before, he’d thought Lu Ding was only one small realm ahead of him.

But now—

It was one realm ahead, yes—but not a small one, a whole big realm!

He couldn’t even see it clearly anymore—Lu Ding’s path of advancement was becoming unreadable.

And Bai Hemen could not allow that!!

BOOM BOOM BOOM...

The building shook nonstop—Lu Ding was tearing it down.

His fists pounded the Monster Room one after the other.

Inches of wall crumbled, forcing out each foreign elite hiding within.

A flash of red light tore across the sky.

With a loud explosion—

Another corner of the Monster Room, along with the elite who fled from it, was blasted into fragments.

Lu Ding lowered his arm and stared at the building in front of him.

He pondered silently, roughly determining the positions of his own allies.

Red light lit up in his eyes.

As Spiritual Qi surged through his body—

Two massive dark-red beams of light shot out from the Divine Avatar’s eyes.

“Be crushed along with your cover, hahaha.....”

The sound of explosions mixed with Lu Ding’s wildly unrestrained voice—

Creating a battle symphony unlike anything before.

The nearly kilometer-tall Monster Room building was sliced through inch by inch.

The explosions never stopped once they began.

Crushing slaughter—this was true crushing slaughter!

An attack method beyond reason.

Completely on a different level from everyone else.

Floating ribbons, flowing black smoke—what foreign prodigies? Just piles of mangled meat.

On the top floor of the Monster Room—

A group of prodigies from Weigao Nation were quietly peeking through a crack at Lu Ding, who was firing [Qi-Devouring Death Ray] from his eyes, cutting and bombing the Monster Room.

Right now—

The name "Monster Room" had become literal.

Wasn’t this a real living monster?

“F**k!!”

“Why?! Why the h*ll is he this strong?!”

Quan Xingle kept cursing in Weigao's national slang.

If they had known it would be like this, they would never have come even if beaten to death.

Before coming, they had made every preparation.

Analyzed every possible scenario.

Best-case, Lu Ding would be stopped by those two hundred Cultivators of Qi, sacrificing themselves to buy them time to hunt the Great Han prodigies.

Worst-case, all two hundred would die at Lu Ding’s hand—but at least they’d buy some time.

Enough time to kill a few of Great Han’s top talents. Maybe not many—

But they could target someone like Huangfu Lingyun or Nuomin to take down.

And then, they’d deal with Lu Ding.

Before arriving, they had even drawn lots for life and death.

If Lu Ding finished off the two hundred faster than expected, those who drew the lots would go out one by one to stall him.

Drag the battle through the full time limit set by the Monster Room rules.

So that at least someone could survive. Even just one.

Instead of getting wiped out by Lu Ding.

If he killed them one by one, he’d have to waste some time, right?

Was this plan perfect?

It was perfect!

Sacrificing lives to buy time—while the opponent was unaware—was basically unstoppable.

But!!

Who would’ve thought Lu Ding would be this f***ing unreasonable?!

With Si Ming Realm cultivation, able to transform into a hundred-meter Divine Avatar—

Two hundred Linghai-level prodigies were squashed like ants in mere minutes!

Logically, by this point—after killing so many—

Shouldn’t he return to his original form and enter the Monster Room to search for people and treasure?

But no!

Lu Ding didn’t!

He kept going in his one-hundred-meter Divine Avatar form, rampaging and tearing down the building.

These people were starting to realize—soon, the Monster Room would completely collapse.

And Lu Ding would continue to slice and bomb the ruins!

Treasure?

Sure, those attract Lu Ding—

But priorities come first.

Besides, there’s still so much time. Once everyone’s dead, he can take his time treasure-hunting.

To avoid the risk of combat damaging these heavenly materials—

The Monster Room’s treasures today had been “specially” reinforced.

As for why—

Great Han explained: “Just in case. If everything gets destroyed, nobody can use them—what a waste, right?”

Countries like Zhenla hadn’t really understood before.

Turned out the protection on these treasures could withstand full-force blows from peak Divine Palace cultivators.

And today—they’d even reinforced them up to Earth Observer level.

But still, no one thought too much about it.

After all, who would expect a monster with Earth Observer combat power to sneak into a battle among Linghai and Divine Palace levels?

But even with all this shock—

No one ever questioned Lu Ding’s one-year status.

Because Great Han would never fake something like that.

Their standards are too high for those kinds of tricks.

And no one else could fake it either.

Whether someone had been cultivating under a year—Great Han’s experts could tell with a glance.

Fate, bones, appearance, aura reading—these were legacies passed down in Great Han for countless years.

“What should we do now?”

Du Huiyan from Weigao asked.

When she spoke, her breathing was uneven. She had been utterly terrified by Lu Ding.

“What should we do?! How the h*ll would I know? Not a single one of our plans is usable! Even if we improved them a thousand times—we still wouldn’t beat Lu Ding alone!”

“Strength-wise, we’re just way too far behind him!”

Tactics are just icing on the cake. True strength is the foundation.

As they say—one punch breaks ten thousand tricks.

That’s exactly what this was.

Hearing that, everyone fell silent—until Lu Ding’s voice came from outside the window:

“Nice to see a little self-awareness. Come on. You may send someone out to choose how you die.”