The group of people was trembling in fear of He Xiaotian. A few of the guys had even started hugging each other for warmth.
After all, any normal person would have a hard time staying calm when confronted by a man over three meters tall and built like a small mountain.
’Is this really something you can achieve through martial arts?’
’Are you sure you’re not a genetic mutant?’
’Or maybe you’re not even human at all, but some kind of monster in human skin?’
To be fair, they were far from the first to have their doubts about He Xiaotian.
"You think this is my complete form? Wrong!"
Before the students could even process what was happening, He Xiaotian spoke again, his voice unhurried.
"???"
"Next, I’ll let you witness my complete form."
The moment he finished speaking, the trio of lackeys immediately scrambled to get away.
It was as if a single moment’s delay would spell disaster.
The still-dazed newbies could only watch them go.
Then they understood why the strangely dressed trio had fled as if they’d seen a ghost.
"RUMBLE!!"
Cyan flames erupted from his body, and a scorching, ferocious power filled the air.
The students felt as if the sun itself had descended before them.
Their hair began to singe and turn yellow, accompanied by the smell of something burning.
’Holy crap!’
After a silent curse, they scrambled on all fours, frantically crawling away from He Xiaotian.
As it turned out, their choice was an exceptionally wise one.
Because a crimson Fireball had suddenly materialized behind He Xiaotian’s head.
The instant it appeared, the temperature on the training ground skyrocketed in the blink of an eye!
The ground began to blacken and crack. Some people noticed the metal on their clothes was actually melting into liquid.
Luckily, they noticed in time, or they would have inevitably been branded.
The moisture in the foliage more than ten meters away evaporated completely, and the plants withered and died on the spot.
At this moment, a single thought ran through every student’s mind.
’Dude, are you really a native of Blue Star?’
’Are you sure you didn’t fly here from Planet Vegeta in a spaceship?’
’This is a goddamn Super Saiyan!!’
’Also, can we ask—Master, do you... transform during a full moon?’
’So we can, you know, get out of the way ahead of time!’
"Don’t worry, my boys. My transformation isn’t over yet."
"!!!"
Everyone gasped in horror. A sudden burst of energy they didn’t know they had shot through their legs, and with a SWOOSH, they were on their feet.
Then, they took off, sprinting for their lives.
For a visual, picture the scene of a certain award-winning actor running while eating a piece of bread.
If there was one word to describe the scene, it would be TRAGIC.
"BOOM!!"
A blood-red aura, visible to the naked eye, instantly erupted around He Xiaotian.
He seemed to have become a blazing sun, and the temperature soared once more.
"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"
Inside the Medical University, a piercing alarm suddenly blared.
Every gifted individual on site shuddered.
’Holy shit?!’
’Didn’t this thing just go off a couple of days ago?’
’Why the hell is it going off again?!’
"BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. Wolf-level energy signature detected within the Medical University. Please assemble units immediately to eliminate the threat."
The system’s voice—the one Roger called ’Artificial Idiocy’—rang out, reminding them of the situation.
’Medical University?’
’Right outside?’
The group exchanged glances. They all thought of a certain muscle-bound titan.
This was someone not even the Vice-Minister dared to cross.
And apparently, this very same titan had just been hired as an instructor.
So, every last one of them rushed to the windows.
Sure enough!
On the training ground below, a super-jacked goliath well over three meters tall was carelessly flaunting his energy.
The sheer, terrifying pressure he exuded made it almost impossible to look directly at him.
’So, what are we supposed to do now?’
’Don’t tell me those little bastards managed to piss him off!’
He Xiaotian, in his complete form: "..."
’I just transformed a little. Why is everyone acting like they’ve seen a Demon?’
’You’re all running for your lives, as if I’ll beat you to death if you’re too slow!’
"What are you running for?! Get back here!"
His bellow was like a thunderclap out of a clear sky.
At the same time, his aura coalesced and swept forward like a mountain crashing down.
Everyone instantly froze in place, then collapsed to the ground in a heap.
"You’re the most cowardly batch I’ve ever taught," He Xiaotian said with a sigh. "On a battlefield, what you just did would make you deserters. And by rights, I’d be authorized to execute you. You’re this terrified of just one person—me. What are you going to do when you face actual ghouls? Cry for your mommy and daddy?"
The students on the ground: "..."
’They didn’t dare to argue. In fact, deep down, they all felt that facing a ghoul would be a hundred times better than facing He Xiaotian.’
From a distance, the trio of lackeys felt a deep, sincere sympathy for the newcomers.
The gifted individuals inside the Medical University finally breathed a sigh of relief when they heard He Xiaotian’s booming voice.
’So he’s just teaching them a lesson, not actually angry enough to kill someone.’
’That’s good, that’s good.’
’If a real fight broke out, probably no one would dare to face him.’
’After all, his power is obvious. Didn’t you see what happened to the Divine Void Temple on Snake Mountain? It was completely wiped out.’
’All of us together probably wouldn’t even survive a single palm strike from him.’
If Roger knew his subordinates were such cowards, he’d probably cough up blood in anger.
"Now that you’ve witnessed my complete form, are you envious? You don’t need to be. You just need to train hard, and one day, you too will reach my level of strength." He Xiaotian was preparing to wrap up his speech with a perfect flourish.
"Of course, the process will be grueling. I hope every one of you can endure it and become my official disciple."
’No! We don’t want to!’
The young students roared in their minds.
It was just that his earlier, thunderous roar and the crushing wave of his brutal aura had temporarily robbed them of the ability to speak.
The female students, in particular, were already crying.
’They simply couldn’t imagine themselves becoming hulking masses of muscle.’
’If I’m three meters tall, what positions could I even use with a boyfriend?’
’Waiting for answers online. It’s urgent.’
’Wait a second, would we even be able to get a boyfriend in the first place?!’
"Old She, you three get them to sign the papers. Did you buy the ink pad? You didn’t skim off the top when you went to print the documents, did you?"
’The trio rolled their eyes. Who would dare to pull a fast one right under your nose?’
The three of them immediately went forward, grabbing the students’ fingers, pressing them onto the ink pad, and finally stamping them onto the life-or-death waivers.
And so, a tragic scene unfolded on the training ground.
Around fifty people, completely immobilized, were forced to sign the grim contract against their will.
A river of sorrow flowing backwards... this scene was the very definition of it, wasn’t it?
He Xiaotian’s so-called life-or-death waiver wouldn’t actually be enforced.
It was just a tool to motivate his nominal disciples.
When cultivating the "Dharma’s Twelve Forms of Muscle and Tendon Changing," some would inevitably find it unbearable.
And that was when the waiver would come in handy.
"Heh heh."
At this thought, He Xiaotian let out a gleeful chuckle.
The students on the training ground, however, burst into tears.
"SOB SOB SOB..."
Though they had regained their ability to speak, it was already too late.