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"Having real ability isn't something you can just talk about. Come out and practice! I guarantee your mother won't recognize you!" Rek said arrogantly while swinging the Metal Chair, striking the four soldiers closest to him.
One quick-witted soldier managed to dodge back, but the other three were hit. Two of them had their legs broken, and one had an arm shattered, with bones protruding.
Rek got up and began swinging the Metal Chair, knocking out the four soldiers in a matter of seconds.
The students who had been hiding in the lounge, preparing to experience the Fusion Stronghold Mecha Embryo soon, were shocked by the bloody scene unfolding before them.
They never expected that this boy, who was part of their Student Team, would be so fierce, transforming into a barbarian at the slightest provocation.
Of the ten soldiers who had surrounded Rek and mocked him earlier, only six remained uninjured.
The six soldiers looked at the unconscious fat man on the ground and at their three teammates crouched down, bleeding from their wounds and left crippled.
"Let's go together; this is what you asked for!" The six soldiers exchanged glances.
Coming from a military background, their pride allowed them to gang up on someone but not to back down against a student.
Although this student seemed quite ruthless and not easy to deal with.
The six soldiers felt that Rek's ability to injure four of them was largely due to surprise. If it came down to a real fight, even with the Metal Chair in Rek's hands, he wouldn't stand a chance against all six of them.
"Bang!" "Ah!" "Ouch!"
Rek quickly maneuvered the Metal Chair, charging towards the center of the Metal Hall while dodging six soldiers. He aimed to incapacitate them without killing, landing several blows in the process, though he was hit a few times himself.
Once the six soldiers engaged Rek, they realized that this student, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, possessed exceptional combat experience and reflexes.
Moreover, Rek's flexibility was astonishing; he managed to evade attacks that would normally be unavoidable by twisting and contorting his body in strange ways.
As the soldiers continued to fight, they soon discovered that they couldn't overpower Rek with bare hands. They began dismantling tables in the lounge, using metal rods to confront him.
Faced with the counterattack from six armed soldiers who had seen battle, Rek became furious.
"Damn it! I'm injuring you to save your lives! Just let me knock you down! I'm getting serious here, and even I’m scared of myself!" Enraged, Rek disregarded the hits he took and retaliated fiercely, trading injuries blow for blow.
"Classmates, you are all top students in your respective classes. Are you willing to join the army just to be humiliated by these military thugs? Pick up your weapons and fight back! Show these soldiers the strength of our academy's youth!"
After a while, Rek sadly realized he couldn't take on six opponents alone. He began rallying the students in the lounge, directing them to dodge the soldiers' weapons and fight back.
"Ouch!"
"How dare you hit my arm! This is my writing arm; even teachers don’t dare strike me! I’ll take you on!" A male student who had been sitting in a chair was accidentally struck on the arm by one of the soldiers. Hearing Rek's words, he shouted back, also a Passionate Academy Youth.
However, this student only encouraged his classmates to join in while quietly retreating himself.
"Ah! You dare hit my face! I still need it to find a partner!" A female student who was grazed on the face by a soldier’s arm screamed in outrage and picked up a Fruit Plate from a nearby table, throwing it at the six soldiers surrounding Rek.
With someone leading the charge, several other students joined the fray. Even if they didn’t dare engage in close combat like Rek, they started throwing objects at the soldiers from a distance.
With reinforcements, the battle-hardened Rek took only five minutes to knock down all six soldiers.
Cheers erupted from the students in the room, and a few of them high-fived each other in celebration.
However, Rek did not hear the completion prompt from the War God System in his mind. The mission had a thirty-minute time limit, and more than half of that time had already passed. A countdown that only Rek could see was continuously ticking down seconds at the corner of his right eye.
Rek began to recall the mission completion conditions stated by the War God System when it issued this task. He needed to make those who belittled and insulted the Host receive their due punishment within thirty minutes, forcing these soldiers to repent for their ignorance.
"That's right, even though I've taken down these ten soldiers, they haven't repented yet!" Rek looked at the soldiers with broken arms and legs, some crouching and others lying on the ground, most glaring at him with resentful eyes.
"Heh heh! Who do you think you are?" Rek swung a Metal Chair and walked toward the soldiers lying on the ground with a cold smile.
"What are you going to do about it?"
"Bang!" "Ouch!"
Rek swung the Metal Chair quickly at the arms of these soldiers, delivering another blow. Even the initially unconscious fat soldier was not spared; Rek broke one of his arms as well.
"Heh heh, who do you think you are? Bang bang!" Rek struck the Ground with the Metal Chair as he spoke to the ten soldiers.
This time, none of the soldiers lying on the ground dared to respond to Rek's words; some were already showing expressions of fear on their faces.
"This boy in academy-style military uniform is simply a devil, even more terrifying than a devil!" several severely injured soldiers thought sadly. They regretted coming along with that Fat Pig earlier, expecting to enjoy watching the humiliation of new recruits. Now, with Fat Pig knocked out, they were left to suffer.
"Why aren't you answering my questions? Bang bang!" Rek swung the Metal Chair again.
"Ah!" "Ouch, oh!"
This time, Rek directly broke the limbs of ten soldiers to save time. Two soldiers had already fainted from the pain, and the remaining seven trembled on the ground, trying to move away from Rek as much as possible.
"Don't come over here, or I'll scream!"
"Scream! If you dare to scream, I'll break your fifth limb. I've only seen military Recovery Pods that can restore four limbs!" Rek said with a wicked smile.
"Scream! Go ahead and scream! If you scream again, I'll break your fifth limb!" Two students who had just participated in the brawl and were injured joined in the commotion fearlessly. However, the remaining ten or so students felt a rational fear; Rek was too ruthless, but they didn't dare to step forward to advise him.
"No! We give up, we admit our mistakes."
"Spare us, we'll take back what we said before!"
"Sing Conquer for me! You all lie on the ground and sing Conquer. Anyone who doesn't sing will get a hit." Rek said, striking the ground with a metal chair.
Soon, within the Metal Hall, a sound worse than crying filled the air as they sang "Conquer."
"I was conquered by you—" As the song played, Rek received a notification in his mind that the War God System mission was complete.
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