Inside the square, Caesar and Chu Zihang stood facing each other.
Chu Zihang held a slender Japanese katana, its blade reflecting the sunlight so brightly it was blinding.
The two walked towards the fountain, their measured footsteps tightening the atmosphere.
But just as the tension reached its peak, Caesar noticed a strange emotion flash in Chu Zihang's eyes as he stared behind him.
"Behind you." Chu Zihang pointed behind Caesar.
"Hmph, Chu Zihang, do you think you can fool me with such a trick? We both know that the square is now empty of..."
"Bang!"
A gunshot interrupted Caesar's words.
Caesar turned back in disbelief, seeing Cheng Sui by the fountain, still holding the gun, his eyes slightly bewildered.
Wasn't he wearing a dark red combat uniform? Why is he attacking me?
This was Caesar's last thought, immediately followed by the paralyzing effect of the frigga bullets taking hold, sending Caesar into a coma.
Chu Zihang stood silently on the side, his expression as calm as a marble statue, as if everything was within his grasp, remaining unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.
But in reality, Senior Brother Chu's heart was already buzzing with intense gossip.
What is going on? Someone from the Student Union ambushed Caesar. Did an internal conflict break out within the Student Union?
Or is there some other unknown secret?
"Bang!"
The gunshot sounded again, instantly extinguishing Chu Zihang's churning curiosity.
After knocking out Caesar, Cheng Sui's muzzle didn't hesitate, pointing straight at Chu Zihang and firing!
Chu Zihang's pupils contracted sharply, and he twisted his body to dodge. The bullet's scorching airflow grazed past his shoulder, a narrow escape.
Cheng Sui's offense was like a tide; before the echo of the shot had faded, his combat instinct drove him to pounce forward.
Just as Chu Zihang recovered his gaze from the bullet's trajectory, Cheng Sui's powerful, heavy high sweep kick arrived, cutting through the air!
In haste, Chu Zihang raised his arm to block, only to feel a massive force crash down upon him.
Chu Zihang grunted, staggering back two steps before steadying himself. His arm bones were numb from the shock, and Murasame nearly slipped from his grasp.
Cheng Sui keenly seized this momentary weakness, his body sinking suddenly. His left hand clenched into a fist, aiming straight for Chu Zihang's jaw!
Chu Zihang gritted his teeth slightly. As the most outstanding freshman in combat class, he knew he had to regain control of the battle rhythm immediately, or he would fall completely into a passive position.
Thus, Chu Zihang tightened his grip on Murasame. He similarly bent low, and the long blade traced a silver semi-circle in the air, heading straight for Cheng Sui's waist.
Facing Cheng Sui's attack, Chu Zihang surprisingly chose not to dodge but to actively meet it, trading injury for injury to seize the initiative in the fight.
Moreover, if he were hit by a punch, he would only be stunned for a moment, but if the unknown Student Union member in front of him were struck by the long blade, he would likely lose combat effectiveness immediately.
But a flash of golden light appeared in Chu Zihang's line of sight.
It was the golden pattern on dictator, shimmering like gold under the sun.
When did... Chu Zihang never expected that Cheng Sui had managed to grab Caesar's saber while rushing toward him.
And Cheng Sui's left-hand punch just now was merely a feint; his true goal was to trick him into drawing his blade!
Furthermore, his downward crouch wasn't even to gather strength for the punch; it was to use his body to obstruct Chu Zihang's view so he wouldn't see dictator.
"Clang!"
Chu Zihang's hastily executed strike met Cheng Sui's premeditated, full-force blow, and the outcome was naturally self-evident.
Murasame was sent flying high by the impact of the blade clash, leaving Chu Zihang completely exposed.
Cheng Sui moved like a phantom, instantly drawing the sidearm from his waist.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Gunshots echoed across the square. Cheng Sui strictly followed the firing rule of two shots to the body and one to the head, finally letting out a long breath only after watching Chu Zihang slowly collapse.
Although the battle seemed long in the telling, it all happened in an instant.
With the slightest mistake, the scales of victory could have tipped toward Chu Zihang.
[Mission Complete: Successfully resolved the conflict between Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto under the gaze of the Third Hokage.]
[Reward Acquired: Third Hokage's Favor, One-Tomoe Sharingan, Uzumaki Clan Physique.]
With the appearance of the system prompt, Cheng Sui felt two strange abilities materialize within his body, constantly modifying him.
Dark and cold Chakra emerged from his brain and continuously surged toward his eyes. Cheng Sui couldn't help but close them.
Cheng Sui felt a wave of soreness in his eyes, accompanied by slight stinging pain, as if something was about to pierce his ocular membrane and emerge.
"Zheng!"
When Cheng Sui opened his eyes again, his originally black pupils had turned a strange blood-red, and a black tomoe slowly spun within his eyes, making them exceptionally eerie.
To prevent detection, Cheng Sui deliberately faced away from the surveillance cameras when activating his eyes.
Meanwhile, another soft, warm stream of Chakra materialized from his lower abdomen, continuously modifying his body. Cheng Sui felt surging vitality welling up inside, as if every cell was full of life.
Cheng Sui clenched his fists, testing the strength within his body now.
As expected of the top bloodline in Hokage.
If he had this body just now, that high sweep kick probably would have directly incapacitated Chu Zihang.
Of course, that was under the condition that Chu Zihang was insufficiently prepared. After all, Chu Zihang was rushed into battle, and furthermore, he couldn't use Kotodama inside the college, essentially being weakened by half... Inside the monitoring room, Angers and Feng Schneider watched the recently displayed footage, both frowning slightly and deep in thought.
The monitoring room was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard, with only Schneider's hoarse, viscous breathing continuously coming from beneath his mask.
"Careful planning, swift movements, superb combat technique—who is this? Why have I never seen him on the school's honor roll?"
Angers looked at Cheng Sui's handsome face on the monitor, feeling an inexplicable appreciation; the more he looked at the young man, the more pleasing he became. He then turned to look at Professor Feng Schneider, who had just arrived in the monitoring room a short while ago.
The well-known Execution Department Minister had originally intended to check on his students' performance, but upon arriving, he witnessed Caesar being ambushed and Chu Zihang being defeated head-on. Surely the expression beneath that mask must be quite something.
Schneider took out his phone to check the message norma had just sent, which contained a brief introduction to Cheng Sui.
"Cheng Sui, Cassell College student, Class of 2005, student ID Al081858, bloodline rating is..." Schneider looked at the message again, confirming he hadn't misread, and spoke hesitantly, "Bloodline rating is C-Class. Not long ago, he was applying for an Execution Department internship for graduation."
Angers paused his movement of adjusting his hair, his eyes narrowing slightly.
A C-Class Hybrid who managed to defeat the Super A-Class Chu Zihang head-on—this made Angers think of Black Blood technology.
But how did a C-Class Hybrid, who is also a Student Union member, master Black Blood technology?
Angers looked at the boy's retreating figure on the monitor. Although he felt confused about Cheng Sui's sudden surge in strength, a feeling of cherishing talent inexplicably rose within him.
"Notify Manstein. After he finishes assessing the property damage from the Day of Freedom, have our young victor come see me."