When system cheat becomes rampant!

The team from Yanzhou University had moved on from the flood, climbing up from the abyss reluctantly and quickly returning to the surface. After searching the area again, they found no traces of any figures; He Qiutong and the people from Qingzhou University had left, and their shadows were nowhere to be seen.

Zhu Xinjue was still very annoyed and asked Chen Baiwen again, unwilling to give up, "Can you still use your ability to track them?"

Chen Baiwen said solemnly, "You're still thinking of dealing with Xiang Beifei? We still don't know where Xiang Beifei is up to now! And we've drawn a whole lot of trouble on us!"

"But your shadow tracker showed that Xiang Beifei was right below us!" Zhu Xinjue said.

"Now I can't even be sure if we were chasing Xiang Beifei just now! Maybe he's already left, or perhaps Hou Chengwu used some trick to deliberately mislead my system; it's not impossible!" Chen Baiwen said.

Zhu Xinjue was seething with anger.

"Let's go, do what we should be doing," Yu Hongbo said.

"But..."

"Zhu Pengfei, I'm warning you, your bad idea has already brought a lot of trouble to Yanzhou University! I haven't settled the score with you yet. Now that Chen Baiwen is also injured, we came here to compete, not to stir up trouble, remember that," Yu Hongbo scolded Zhu Xinjue coldly.

Zhu Xinjue squinted his eyes, ultimately having no choice but to suppress the reluctance in his heart.

"It's just an SSR, right? If you push me too far, I'll show you!"

Zhu Xinjue spat inwardly, feeling all high and mighty with a UR backing him up. But considering that he needed to keep a low profile for now, he had to let it go.

——

"Hou Chengwu is actually dead? Things are a bit bad," Li Zimu put away his Poetry Realm and stood at the edge of the abyss, his face somewhat grave.

"That's their business, none of our concern," Xiang Beifei said.

Li Zimu looked at Xiang Beifei in confusion, his eyes flickering slightly. He was no fool and vaguely thought of something, but he didn't reveal anything and just said, "Understood."

After a while, he asked, "So what do we do next?"

"Follow them, find a way to get them out of the game," Xiang Beifei said.

The rules of the competition were not just about hunting desolate beasts anymore; getting people out of the game was now the most direct way to win.

But at that moment, Xiang Beifei suddenly sensed something and looked sharply ahead.

His expression seemed very astonished!

"What is it?" Li Zimu asked in surprise.

"That feeling is back!"

"What feeling?" Li Zimu didn't quite understand what Xiang Beifei was talking about.

But Xiang Beifei was staring intently at the woods far ahead, sensing that something was not right.

This faint aura was very similar to the scene that day!

It was the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage!

How could that thing appear here?

"Does this thing appear by chance? Or..."

Xiang Beifei thought back to the time when he was training in the wilderness with Ye Changfeng tracking the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage, which had snatched a green worm crushed by Long Guocheng and had dug out its brains.

Although the reasons were still unclear, these desolate beasts were mysteriously dangerous, and martial artists still knew too little about them to say what they were really up to.

Xiang Beifei then looked in the direction where Xi Keyao and Long Guocheng were waiting.

"This can't go wrong."

Though many teachers were patrolling this outer wilderness area, the competition field was vast, and teachers could not always arrive immediately. If that kind of thing went for Xi Keyao and the others, and Xiang Beifei was not there, they might be forced to use a Forfeit Talisman to escape.

Xiang Beifei glanced at the direction where Zhu Xinjue and his people were heading; they were heading right toward the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage!

He had wanted to find an opportunity to kill Zhu Xinjue, but after thinking it over, he decided to set that aside for now. There were plenty of opportunities, and there was no rush at the moment.

"Let's go and regroup with the others; we can't be separated anymore," Xiang Beifei told Li Zimu.

As the current team leader, since he had taken on this role, he had to bear the responsibility and ensure the safety of his team first.

——

In the silent woods, a blonde woman with a waist as slender as an arm stood on a slope.

She was looking around and then saw a shrimp creature in the forest. She walked over, picked up the shrimp, examined it for a while, and frowned slightly.

"The brain of this little shrimp is gone," the blonde woman said thoughtfully, "Coincidence? Or did it sense something?"

This shrimp was precisely the small desolate beast that had been crushed earlier by Long Guocheng's glare.

Rustle! Rustle! Rustle!

There was a faint sound of footsteps in the woods, followed by the appearance of the man with the broken throat alongside her.

"It."

Broken Throat tossed a beefy ant to the blonde woman.

The beefy ant was only the size of a fist, a desolate beast squished under Hou Chengwu's foot.

The blonde woman chuckled, "You can try eating a brain yourself."

"No," Broken Throat responded, his wound bleeding profusely whenever he spoke.

Eating food was clearly inconvenient for him in this condition.

"You should consider changing a shell," the blonde woman suggested, taking the beefy ant. She used the nail of her pinky finger to slice open the ant's head, and although its brain juice had also been squished out, it didn't deter her from eating.

While she ate the brain of the beefy ant, a strange light flickered in her eyes.

Then the blonde woman slowly said a few words—

"They rested here for five minutes, then headed west. We're close to catching up, by my estimate, they should be no more than ten kilometers ahead," she said.