Exotic Battlefield: I Can Activate Dual Talents

Chapter 409 - 335: Finally Meeting Zhang Xianzhi

Gongs and drums were resounding in the air.

Salutes were fired in unison.

A continuous stream of Inner Sect Elite Martial Artists who had reached the Star Core Realm scattered petals and colorful ribbons in the sky.

The West Gate of the Main Camp was also newly decorated.

Hundreds of Star Dust Martial Artists, dressed in neat and clean armor, stood in line on either side, holding brightly shining battle knives.

From time to time, young children from the school stood on tiptoes anxiously, gazing into the distance.

The crowd near the West Gate had faces beaming with joy.

Two hundred steps inside the West Gate, a tall stand resembling a plaque stood, covered with a red cloth.

Sun Xiaorui, who usually did not like to participate in these events, also inexplicably came to the West Gate this time to welcome back the students of the school’s sprint class.

Behind her, core disciples Yao Song and Cao Ning stood on either side, while Mo Jianwu, clad in red, had a calm expression, lost in thought.

"They’re coming, they’re coming!"

Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

Everyone’s gaze was instantly attracted as they looked toward the outside of the West Gate.

There were Zhou Chang and Gao Shu, dressed in clean and tidy disciples’ robes, walking energetically at the forefront of the procession.

Behind them were young men, not yet fully grown, with swords slung at their waists and stern expressions on their faces.

These young men were naturally the students of the sprint class whom Lu Lin had taken to train at North Scorching Mountain.

Last night, after sending off all the core disciples, Lu Lin had told the students about returning to the Main Camp today.

However, he deliberately did not mention the plans of those core disciples.

Even from afar, Sun Xiaorong and Gu Ming could already see the scene outside the West Gate.

What is this situation?

The many young men were puzzled; could this be a welcome for them?

It should be.

The West Gate of the Main Camp faces North Scorching Mountain directly. Other than guarding against occasional demon beasts from the mountains, there’s rarely any combat, so it couldn’t be a welcome for victorious senior brothers returning from battle.

Then...

The young men looked at each other, a surge of excitement welling up inside them.

This grand welcoming ceremony is really for them?

This is just too exciting.

All the fears they had endured in North Scorching Mountain, the tears they had shed, the injuries from battles, and the humiliation of being called the useless squad—

All vanished without a trace.

"Where is Teacher Lu? Why isn’t he at the front?"

"Isn’t he the main hero of this trial?"

Lu Dalong quietly asked.

It was then that the other students realized that Lu Lin was nowhere to be seen.

They searched around and finally spotted Lu Lin at the back of the procession.

"Teacher Lu, Teacher Lu, why don’t you come to the front?"

Inquired a student who was at the end of the line.

Lu Lin waved his hand, indicating it was fine.

Such a rare moment of limelight should be given to others.

"Welcome, welcome, a hearty welcome."

"Brave young men, make us proud at North Scorching."

The camp guards, who had rehearsed, shouted and cheered in chorus as the trial team approached.

This sudden cheer startled the young men.

However, this was their moment after all; even though their hearts jumped, their expressions grew even more resolute.

In the crowd, people spotted their own children and waved toward the procession.

"Shui Mo, Shui Mo."

"Gao Husheng, impressive."

"Cui Zhen, Cui Zhen, Mr. Cui."

Hearing their names, the young men instinctively turned to look at their relatives but quickly turned forward again to keep moving ahead.

Fan Hong, who had been away from the Main Camp for a long time, had also returned. With such a celebration, he too came down here.

At this moment, he was speaking to a disciple beside him: "Mr. Zhang, did you see that?"

"Our Brother Lu is truly something; he hasn’t been at the Main Camp for very long, yet he’s accomplished so much."

"Even Sister Sun was moved by this."

Mr. Zhang tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing a slight smile.

"Mr. Fan, Lu Lin’s capabilities are not limited to just this."

"Ah, if only Mr. Bao were here too, it would be wonderful."

Mr. Zhang, who was none other than Zhang Xianzhi whom Lu Lin had searched for a long time, was originally dead but somehow appeared here again.

"Mr. Bao? Was he also a companion of yours and Lu Lin’s?"

"Yes."

Thinking of Bao Hu, Zhang Xianzhi murmured, "Mr. Bao was usually unnoticeable, but unexpectedly, at a critical moment, he was so brave, grabbing the enemy for a self-detonation, destroying years of cultivation, and in the end, not even his soul remained."

"Truly tragic, truly lamentable..."

Fan Hong wanted to ask more, but Zhang Xianzhi had lost the desire to continue talking and, along with those around him, turned his gaze toward the direction of the young men.

The young men stood tall with serious expressions, showing little change in their demeanor even though they were happy inside.

When Gao Shu and Zhou Chang, leading the procession, stopped in front of Sun Xiaorui, the young men behind also halted, standing as straight as spears.

This formation was even more orderly and imposing than that of Sun Xiaorui’s elites.

"Sister Sun, this trial was a complete success."

"All one hundred and eight students improved by at least one level, slaying over a thousand demon beasts, perfectly completing their trial tasks."

Gao Shu reported loudly.

"Excellent!"

Sun Xiaorui, too, was influenced by the stern and formal atmosphere, her gaze landing on Sun Xiaorong in the front row.

Sun Xiaorong instinctively stood up tall.