Chapter 987 Zhan Kong's Dark History

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually raised his right hand.

Without any chanting or even noticeable magical fluctuations, a blazing flame appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The flames weren't ordinary red; they had an eerie yellow hue, and the temperature was so high that students more than ten meters away could feel a stinging sensation on their skin.

With a casual wave of his hand, Zhan Kong unleashed a yellow fireball.

It exploded with a loud bang five meters above the open space.

A heat wave swept over them like a tidal wave, and everyone instinctively stepped back; several girls even screamed.

The flames burned in the air for three seconds before slowly dissipating.

It leaves behind distorted air ripples.

"Wake up, all of you!"

Zhan Kong dropped his lazy demeanor, his eyes becoming sharp as knives.

“I don’t care what geniuses or top students you were in school, here you’re just a bunch of rookies. By the way, you’re the worst class I’ve ever taught.”

This caused a slight commotion.

Many students showed expressions of resentment.

But no one dared to actually refute it.

That instant-cast spell just now is enough to illustrate the point.

"Alright, now I will announce your training missions."

Zhan Kong cleared his throat.

"Fifteen kilometers northeast of Xuefeng Mountain, there is a sinkhole called Baicao Valley. You are tasked with hunting down the One-Eyed Demon Wolf there."

“A week ago, our reconnaissance team discovered unusual magical fluctuations in the valley. Our initial assessment is that a one-eyed demon wolf has taken over that area. Your mission is to enter Hundred Herbs Valley and eliminate the demon.”

"and many more!"

A slightly bolder boy raised his hand.

"Instructor, we're just students. Isn't it too dangerous to send us out to clear out demons?"

"Danger?"

Zhan Kong laughed.
"What, do you think the school is giving you this opportunity to gain experience for free, and you expect to be treated well and fed?"

These words exploded like a bomb in the crowd.

"It would take three or four hunter teams to complete? We only have thirty students!"

"Are you kidding me? Aren't you sending us to our deaths?"

"Quiet!"

With a low roar, Zhan Kong unleashed an invisible pressure that instantly enveloped the entire area. "I'm not asking for your opinions. Either complete the mission, or get back to school right now and get zero points on your training record."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the faces that were filled with anger or fear.

"Of course, I won't really send you to your deaths. If there's a real danger to your lives, someone will naturally step in, but..."

Zhan Kong's gaze grew even colder.

"If any military mages other than you intervene, the entire squad's training score will be deemed unqualified. Do you understand?"

The students looked at each other, and no one spoke.

"very good."

Zhan Kong nodded in satisfaction.

"You have ten minutes to get your gear ready, then we'll set off."

After the meeting was dismissed, the students gathered in several small groups and discussed the matter in hushed tones.

"That's too ruthless! They actually put us through bounty missions."

"Just who is Instructor Zhan Kong? He seems terrifying."

Mo Fan did not participate in the discussion.

He walked to the side and checked his equipment bag.

Zhang Xiaohou came closer, his face somewhat pale.

"Brother Fan, are we really going to that Hundred Herbs Valley? It sounds so dangerous."

"If you don't go, you have to go."

Mo Fan said calmly.

"And Instructor Zhan Kong is right, a true mage must experience real combat."

Fu Ye and Tang Yue stood on the periphery of the crowd.

Tang Yue had already released Fu Ye's arm and was looking in the direction Zhan Kong had left with a strange expression.

"Zhan Kong. Zu Xingyi, the second young master of the Zu family."

Tang Yue said in a low voice.

"I never expected to run into him here."

"you know?"

Fu Ye asked.

"I've heard of him. He got into trouble at the Parthenon a few years ago and his family dumped him here to lay low."

Tang Yue paused.

"However, his strength is still very high; he was a high-level fire mage who participated in the World University Competition two years ago." Soon.

Zhan Kong watched as the last group of students disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

The solemnity on his face gradually faded, and he frowned instead.

Her gaze involuntarily fell on Fu Ye again.

He would never forget that face, not even in his dreams.

But he is now.

The naivety of youth has faded.

The outline is clearer.

It's him, no doubt about it.

That's the little brat who always followed Qin Yu'er around at the Imperial Capital Magic Academy.

now.

Zhan Kong felt as if an invisible hand had gently squeezed his heart.

I feel extremely frustrated.

Back in the capital, Zhan Kong was considered to be in his prime.

A promising new star.

There he met the person he wanted to protect for the rest of his life.

Can.
nowadays.

Whenever he thinks of that girl who is as pure and dazzling as ice and snow.

A wave of bitterness washed over me.

A hint of self-mockery flashed deep in Zhan Kong's eyes.

Qin Yu'er is now a highly influential member of the Palace Magicians Association.

They held a prestigious position and enjoyed a stellar reputation.

But how could one sit in the seat of a councilor of the Palace Magicians Association just because one wants to?
"Ha," Zhan Kong sneered inwardly.

If Fu Ye is really as simple as he appears on the surface.

His name, Zu Xingyi (Zhan Kong's real name), is written backwards.

This guy's hidden strength is unfathomable.

That feeling of suffocation gradually fermented into a complex emotion.

Information about Fu Ye has also been circulating within the family.

But the sentence that terrified him the most was...

A human emperor capable of instantly casting forbidden spells and physically withstanding the continuous magical bombardment from three forbidden spellcasters.

Just as Zhan Kong's thoughts raced.

However, he maintained the tough demeanor expected of a military leader.

Fu Ye seemed to notice his lingering gaze.

He slowly turned around.

Eyes facing each other.

Fu Ye's eyes were calm and unwavering.

It doesn't reflect any emotion.

But it made Zhan Kong feel an invisible pressure.

The corners of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly upwards, the curve of which was difficult to discern.

"Zhan Kong, or rather, Zu Xingyi, the second young master of the Zu family, it's been a long time!"

Fu Ye spoke, his voice clear and calm, without the slightest hint of anything amiss, as if he were simply asking a casual question.

Zhan Kong felt a chill run down his spine.

In an instant, all the surging emotions were suppressed and buried deep within my heart.

Facial muscle adjustment.

Find something that fits his military background.

A slightly rough but absolutely flawless smile.

He even straightened his back slightly.

"Lord Fu Ye is too kind."

The sound of Zhan Kong carrying a hint of weakness was imperceptible to the average person.
Upon hearing this, Fu Ye simply waved his hand dismissively.

"I heard that a few years ago when you went to the Parthenon, you almost kidnapped one of their saints and took her home?"

Hearing him talk about this, Zhan Kong felt incredibly embarrassed.

"Lord Fu Ye, please don't joke around. I was just young and impetuous back then, and besides, I certainly didn't have that ability."

Zhan Kong awkwardly picked at the sole of his shoe with his toes. Heaven knows why he had the brain fart to try and seduce the saintess.

And in the end, he was captured by their Holy Knight and imprisoned in the Black Dungeon. (End of Chapter)