First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

Lu Ding’s laughter carried a mocking edge, shattering the last shreds of dignity that the people of Giant Wave Group clung to through their futile resentment.

Inside the flood-like blade aura.

Ni Dong, Chairman of Giant Wave Group, was nearly spent, his tricks exhausted.

He couldn’t help but beg, “Lu Ding!!!!!”

“Lu Ding!!! I’m willing to surrender, we can talk about anything!!!”

“I’m a Feng rank! I’m willing to serve you!!!”

“Just spare my life, and for the rest of my days, Ni Dong will repay your great kindness like a beast of burden!!!!”

Watching the Feng rank One of God Ascension strongman beg for mercy.

Ying Gou counted on his fingers, his heart shaking with shock.“God Ascension, Spirit Refinement, Feng rank.........”

“God Ascension, Ninth Restriction, one move obliterating Feng rank One.......”

How was this an even conceivable fantasy?

Even he, at full power output, at his absolute limit, could probably only handle those below the ordinary Feng rank.

After all, Feng rank and Spirit Refinement were entirely different worlds.

And Lu Ding could actually kill a Feng rank......

Ying Gou felt a moment of withdrawal. He couldn’t figure out how many times he had overtaken his peers on sharp curves, exhausting himself for power.

And yet this Lu Ding was completely unreasonable.

Though he couldn’t understand, he could accept it.

After all, when he overtook others on sharp curves, they couldn’t understand either.

Everyone had their own secrets.

Not to mention Ying Gou had no interest in prying into others’ secrets—his own secrets weren’t even fully developed yet. Even if he were interested, he wouldn’t dare scheme against Lu Ding.

Forget Lu Ding’s personal strength.

There was Elder Shui backing Lu Ding.

And Ying Gou’s own old man. If those two found out he was scheming against a peer who was on good terms with the hawk faction, Elder Shui wouldn’t even need to act. Ying Gou’s own old man would cripple him.

For Ying Gou, who was obsessed with power, that would be worse than death.

Ying Gou silently sighed in his heart, “Truly, every mountain is higher than the last.”

As the saying went, New City, big stage. No cheat, don’t come.

Otherwise, you won’t even make a ripple.

A small cheat won’t cut it either—you’ll be taken out by the roadside.

This place had no shortage of monsters, geniuses, and cheaters.

Watching Ni Dong dissolve in the torrent, begging, cursing, raging impotently, until his last trick was exhausted and he turned to ash.

Only then did Ying Gou step forward, unable to hold back, and ask, “Lu Ding, this strike of yours is so terrifying. Using it against him—isn’t that overkill?”

In his view.

Lu Ding’s blade definitely had many restrictions.

Otherwise, it would be too ridiculous.

He had to admit, the man had unintentionally hit on a blind spot.

As he spoke.

Lu Ding sheathed his blade, and the three Dinghai Pearls in front of him spiraled into the air.

With a thought, the Dinghai Pearls howled away, shuttling across the battlefield, finishing off every intact corpse, pulverizing them.

Only then did Lu Ding say, “This man’s Feng rank One realm made me feel insecure.”

“I might not be able to control the residual power of the fight.”

“So I had to use my big move first, pursuing a one-hit kill.”

Hearing this, Yan Feifan beside him felt an indescribable satisfaction.

That was the way.

Kill small monsters with small moves, kill big monsters with big moves right away.

Faffing around with a few rounds of physical combat, then a few rounds of spells, and finally throwing a big move—wasn’t that just asking for unexpected trouble?

A big move combined with surprise.

There was no more perfect combination than that.

But when Ying Gou heard it, he interpreted it differently.

He had seen arrogant people before, but never someone like Lu Ding, who was so casually and refreshingly arrogant.

“You mean only the strong deserve to die under your full power, and those you consider weak, you toy with at will?”

Lu Ding was baffled. How could he hear it that way?

And yet, that interpretation somehow seemed oddly reasonable.

Even if Lu Ding hadn’t thought of it that way.

Working backward from the results, it seemed about the same.

“Yes and no. It depends on how you see it.”

Since they were friends.

Lu Ding didn’t mind sharing some experience: “Let me put it this way. Say your realm is God Ascension, Ninth Restriction, but your full-power strength is Spirit Refinement, Fifth Restriction.”

“So, what should you do when facing an enemy at Spirit Refinement, Fifth Restriction?”

Ying Gou thought seriously: “If it were before, I would first probe to gauge his actual strength, because any realm has factors that affect it, like different spells causing different strengths and weaknesses.”

“Find the weakness, avoid the strong point, then one-hit kill?”

Lu Ding spread his hands: “That’s normal thinking.”

“But not sharp enough.”

Then he looked at Feifan. In the future, many matters would need Feifan to handle, so he needed to show his face and get familiar.

Then Lu Ding spoke: “Feifan, you say.”

Yan Feifan stepped forward, greeting Ying Gou: “Special Envoy Ying.”

Then he said: “According to Brother Lu’s principle, it should be to start by unleashing your most terrifying move, taking the enemy by surprise from the very beginning.”

Ying Gou couldn’t wait to ask: “First, no exhaustion, second, no intelligence, third, no battle information. What if your trump card hits the enemy’s strong point, exposing your own bottom line and leaking information?”

“Starting with your strongest move while the enemy is also at full strength—without exhausting them, your trump card might be useless. It’s like how Kong Wenshu countered me earlier.”

Yan Feifan nodded: “You’re right. But if your trump card happens to be the enemy’s strong point, then all that so-called battle information, intelligence, and exhaustion are just setting up for the final big move. The enemy already counters you, and there’s a realm gap. No matter how you exhaust them, you’re still countered in the end. That doesn’t change. Even if you succeed and get a possible kill opportunity, it’s still a gamble, and one with low odds. Not worth it.”

“If you encounter such a situation, just run. Don’t look back, run for your life. Come back with reinforcements and then fight—gang up on him.”

Lu Ding nodded in agreement.

No one knew him better than Feifan.

The final words took a sharp turn, nearly throwing Ying Gou off balance.

He asked uncertainly: “Just run?”

Lu Ding looked at him: “If you can’t win, don’t run?”

Though it was indeed logical, Ying Gou still felt it was a bit shameful.

“But if I run, what about the others who get hurt?”

Lu Ding suddenly felt this kid wasn’t too bright: “Even if you don’t run, if you can’t win, the others will still get hurt, and you’ll be lost too.”

“Take the current situation, for example. If I couldn’t beat this Ni Dong and didn’t run, but fought him in the city, this whole area would be destroyed.”

“Better to run first. If you have to fight to the death, lure him somewhere deserted. At least you can reduce casualties and buy time.”

Ying Gou was suddenly enlightened.

He was like a dry sponge, frantically absorbing knowledge.

“What if he doesn’t chase?”

Lu Ding: “Simple. Throw another big move at him. But there’s a prerequisite—lower your moral standards and make sure you won’t be blackmailed or threatened by morality.”

“If he dares to threaten you with others, play to your strengths and avoid his weaknesses—go kill his entire family. Kill whoever is weak, leave no one.”

“If he has no family, kill his friends, kill his disciples, dig up his ancestors’ graves, kill his pets. Kill anyone connected to him.”