More than ten attacks swept across the sky, almost causing the two spacecraft to crash. “Are you trying to die? You actually dare to land right in the middle of a battlefield? Do you think that you are Ling Que?”  

Ah Fan gritted his teeth and blood dripped from the corners of his lip as he fell to the ground and onto the clothes of the girl he was protecting. The girl was in despair; she knew that she was about to die. If she had known that it would be like this, she would not have come and would have instead stayed at Shangwu Academy for a bit longer.

She looked at Ah Fan who was protecting her. She had actually mocked him for losing their academy’s only teleportation stone, and yet, when they were at the end of their rope, he was the only person protecting her. Life was unpredictable, and if she didn’t die at this place, she swore to pay him back for this protection.

The numerous attacks actually didn’t destroy the two spacecraft, and one of spacecraft’s hatches opened while the vessel was still in midair. A youth appeared, and he easily received all of the attacks himself in order to allow the second spacecraft to land safely.

Across the mountain range, many of the people were surprised to see one person handle so many attacks on his own. He was clearly very powerful, but that would just invite misfortune upon him. In chaotic battlefields like these,...