Returning from cultivating immortality, the top scorer in the college entrance examination goes bers

Chapter 125 Dark Pavilion Cyborgs Massacre the Training Ground!

The basement of the Jiangzhou University gymnasium is a combat training base specially developed by Lu Jingchen.

The heavy alloy doors were tightly shut, and shouts of battle echoed from within. Two hundred core members of the martial arts association were engaged in sparring training with fifty former Xuanmen disciples who had surrendered. The sounds of fists colliding, weapons clashing, and the smell of sweat and blood filled the entire space.

Dressed in a black combat uniform and holding a megaphone, Ma Xiaodong stood on the high platform and shouted, "Everyone, get your spirits up! The decisive battle against the Dark Pavilion is in three months! Every drop of sweat you shed now means a drop of blood you'll bleed on the battlefield! Anyone who dares to slack off will have their training doubled today!"

Shi Lei, holding a tablet, was recording everyone's training data: "Dongzi, look how fast these new recruits are improving! Last time they couldn't even last three minutes in the competition, but now they can hold their own against the Xuanmen disciples!"

"That's right! Just look at who trained them!" Ma Xiaodong proudly raised his chin. "Besides, with Brother Lu personally guiding them, it's hard for them not to be formidable!"

Just then, the alarms throughout the base suddenly blared out in a piercing sound.

The red warning lights flashed wildly, and a burst of gunfire and screams came from outside the alloy gate.

"What's going on?!" Ma Xiaodong's expression changed, and he immediately picked up the walkie-talkie. "Guards at the gate! Report the situation!"

A crackling sound came through the walkie-talkie, mixed with a piercing scream: "Captain... It's terrible... So many men in black... They're not human... Ah—!"

The sound from the walkie-talkie abruptly stopped.

Everyone stopped training and looked solemnly toward the gate.

"Damn it! The Dark Pavilion is here!" Shi Lei jumped to his feet. "They actually dared to attack our training base directly!"

"Everyone, grab your weapons! Prepare for battle!" Ma Xiaodong shouted, taking a Tang sword from the wall first. "Guard the gate! We absolutely cannot let them break in!"

More than two hundred students immediately sprang into action, picking up their weapons and forming a battle formation behind the gate. The former Xuanmen disciples also took out their magical artifacts, watching the gate warily.

"Boom—!"

With a loud crash, the heavy alloy door was smashed open and twisted into a pile of scrap metal.

Hundreds of men dressed in black bodysuits walked in. They were expressionless, their eyes devoid of any light, and their skin had an eerie bluish-gray hue. Their muscles bulged high, veins popping out, making them look nothing like normal people.

"What is this?" Ma Xiaodong frowned. "It doesn't look like someone from the Xuanmen sect."

"They're cyborgs." A former elder of the Xuanmen sect said, his face pale. "The Dark Pavilion uses living people for experiments, turning them into killing machines devoid of pain and emotion! They possess immense strength, are impervious to blades and spears, and are extremely difficult to deal with!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cyborgs charged forward with a roar, as if they had received a command.

They were incredibly fast, and their strength was astonishing. One cyborg punched a wall, smashing a large hole through the concrete.

"kill!"

Ma Xiaodong shouted and charged forward first. His Tang sword, gleaming coldly, slashed towards the foremost cyborg.

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, the Tang sword struck the cyborg's neck, leaving only a shallow white mark.

"What?!" Ma Xiaodong's expression changed drastically. "Even a knife can't cut it?"

The cyborg didn't react at all, and punched Ma Xiaodong in the chest. Ma Xiaodong quickly dodged to the side, the fist grazing his shoulder, the force of the blow stinging his cheek.

The battle erupted instantly.

Despite their rigorous training, the trainees were struggling against these seemingly invulnerable cyborgs. They were constantly being injured and falling to the ground, their blood quickly staining the earth.

"This won't do! We can't break through their defenses at all!" Shi Lei shouted while using an iron rod to fend off the cyborgs' attacks. "Dongzi! Call Brother Lu right now! Tell him to come over immediately!"

"I've already attacked! Brother Lu is on his way!" Ma Xiaodong plunged a knife into the eye of a cyborg, finally taking care of one. "Everyone, hold on for ten more minutes! Brother Lu will be here soon!"

There were simply too many modified humans—a full three hundred. And they were fearless, charging forward wave after wave. The trainees were suffering increasing casualties, and the defensive line was beginning to crumble.

A cyborg broke through the defenses and punched a young trainee in the head. The trainee closed his eyes in terror, thinking he was going to die.

At this critical moment, a golden figure rushed in like lightning.

"Bang!"

The cyborg flew out like a tattered sack, crashing heavily into the wall, its head shattering and brains splattering everywhere.

Lu Jingchen stood in front of the student, his back to him, exuding a chilling killing intent.

"Brother Lu! Brother Lu is here!"

"Great! We're saved!"

Upon seeing Lu Jingchen, all the trainees shouted excitedly, and their previously low morale instantly soared.

"Lu Jingchen! You've finally arrived!"

A chilling voice came from behind the cyborg. A man in a black cloak stepped out, wearing a silver mask; he was none other than Shadow Nine, one of the Twelve Shadow Masters of the Dark Pavilion.

"Shadow Nine." Lu Jingchen looked at him coldly. "Do you think you can defeat me by bringing this junk?"

"Scrap metal?" Ying Jiu laughed loudly. "Lu Jingchen, don't underestimate them. These are the top modified humans in our Dark Pavilion, each possessing the strength of a thousand pounds and impervious to blades and spears. Today, I will use their hands to tear you and all your useless trainees to shreds!"

He suddenly waved his hand: "Charge! Kill them!"

Three hundred cyborgs roared simultaneously and charged towards Lu Jingchen.

"act recklessly."

Lu Jingchen snorted coldly and took the initiative to meet him.

His speed was incredible; he weaved through the cyborgs, leaving behind trails of golden afterimages. With each punch, a cyborg's head was smashed open; with each kick, a cyborg was severed in half at the waist.

Golden true energy circulated around him, forming an indestructible barrier. The cyborg's fists could not cause him any damage at all; instead, his own fists would be shattered.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dull thuds of impact echoed one after another.

One after another, the cyborgs fell, their black blood splattering everywhere.

Lu Jingchen was like a demon from hell, leaving corpses strewn everywhere he went. No cyborg could withstand a single move from him.

The smile on Ying Jiu's face gradually disappeared, replaced by fear and disbelief.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" he screamed frantically. "My cyborgs are invincible! How could you kill them so easily?!"

In less than five minutes, all three hundred cyborgs were dealt with.

The ground was littered with the corpses of cyborgs, and the entire training base had become a scene of carnage.

Lu Jingchen stood amidst the pile of corpses, not a drop of blood on his body. He slowly raised his head, looking at Ying Jiu with eyes so cold they could freeze a person to death.

"Now, it's your turn."

Ying Jiu was so frightened that she trembled all over and turned to run away.

"Trying to run? Too late."

Lu Jingchen flashed and appeared in front of him instantly, grabbing his neck and lifting him up.

"Speak! Where is the Dark Pavilion now? How many dragon lairs have you found?"

"I... I won't tell you..." Shadow Nine stubbornly insisted, "Our master will be here soon with the twelve Shadow Masters and 100,000 elite soldiers... You'll die at our master's hands sooner or later..."

"Is that so?" Lu Jingchen tightened his grip slightly. "Then I'll kill you first, and then I'll go kill your master."

"Uh..." Ying Jiu's face instantly turned purple, and he struggled to breathe. "I'll talk... I'll talk... The Dark Pavilion headquarters is located beneath the Vatican in Europe... We've found three dragon lairs... Our master has already obtained the power of one of them... His current strength is a hundred times greater than yours... You're no match for him at all..."

"Anything else?" Lu Jingchen continued to ask.

"And...and..." Shadow Nine's eyes suddenly turned ferocious, "And...your master isn't dead at all! He's imprisoned by the Master in the headquarters dungeon! If you dare come to the Vatican, the Master will kill your master right in front of you!"

"What?!"

Lu Jingchen's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly exerted force on his hand.

With a "crack," Ying Jiu's neck was snapped.

He threw Ying Jiu's body on the ground, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Master... is still alive?

And he was imprisoned by the Dark Pavilion?

Su Muyue quickly walked to Lu Jingchen's side and gently took his hand: "Lu Jingchen, don't get agitated. This might be Ying Jiu's conspiracy to deliberately lure us to the Vatican."

"I know." Lu Jingchen nodded, took a deep breath to calm himself, "But whether it's a conspiracy or not, I have to go. If Master is really still alive, I must rescue him."

He turned to look at the surrounding trainees, his gaze hardening as he surveyed the wounded and corpses on the ground: "From today onward, everyone will intensify their training. Three months from now, we will go to the Vatican together. We will not only stop the Dark Pavilion from opening the Dragon's Lair, but also rescue my master and utterly destroy the Dark Pavilion!"

"Yes, Brother Lu!"

All the trainees shouted in unison, their voices loud and clear, echoing throughout the entire training base.