Logging 10,000 Years into the Future

Chapter 280

Chapter 280

Zhao Kangtai didn't speak. He just silently picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

The middle-aged man continued, “He took two missions this time, a Class-AA and Class-AAA. The AA mission is closer to the capital and more urgent. And …” The man paused for a moment and continued, “Overnight is in Ming City.”

“He could have gone to Ming City first, but he took a detour to Nanping. Lu Sheng's intention is very obvious…”

“Maybe he just wants to complete the AAA mission first. I remember that it's a mission about the invasion of exotic beasts. Exotic beasts are much more dangerous than kidnappers.” Zhao Kangtai thought for a moment and said.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Kangtai, “I'm more willing to believe that he deliberately avoided the second option given by Martial Sage, which is the real Martial Sage's disciple test. Then again, this is actually not wrong. It’s human nature to seek luck and avoid disaster.”

Zhao Kangtai was expressionless and said lightly, “It's too early to make a conclusion. There’s still some time before the National University Martial Arts Conference.”

The middle-aged man slowly drank the tea in the cup and sighed, “There's only a few days left. Lu Sheng hasn't made a move before the National University Martial Arts Conference. Then the result is already out. The test failed … Martial Sage doesn't have the habit of giving people a second chance. He doesn't like to wait too long.”

Zhao Kangtai didn't speak. He just drank tea and looked at a certain position on the office wall.

Later, he gave that set of words to Lu Sheng.

The words on the words were - Idealism.

Lu Sheng, don't disappoint me, and don't disappoint Lord Martial Sage.

Zhao Kangtai thought silently in his heart.

Time passed like flowing water.

After Demon King Lu Sheng defeated the Seven Sages and became famous in the five districts, the Seventh Sage Martial University campus, which had gradually calmed down, was once again stirred up because of something.

The Seventh Sage Martial University cafeteria.

It was time to eat. The cafeteria was quite lively.

“Patter!”

Crisp footsteps sounded at the entrance of the cafeteria.

A pair of bloodstained alloy combat boots stepped on the clean and tidy floor.

Some people subconsciously looked up.

A 1.9-meter-tall young man wearing a black singlet and camouflage pants strode into the cafeteria.

The young man carried an alloy saber that had not been cleaned on his shoulder. His expression was indifferent. As he walked in, a strong smell of blood rushed to his face.

“It's Xiao Lan! Xiao Lan is back!”

“I heard that he went out for a Class AA mission. I didn’t expect him to come back so soon.”

“Tsk tsk , with such a murderous aura, I'm afraid his strength has improved again...”

“Class AA?! Fuck, Xiao Lan is getting scary and scary. No wonder my heart was beating faster when he looked at me just now…”

Many people recognized the identity of the newcomer and began to discuss in low voices. Because of the appearance of the young man, the number of voices in the cafeteria had more than doubled.

They were like a lively swarm of bees, buzzing non-stop.

“Xiao Lan is back.”

The slender girl with a ponytail withdrew her gaze and said to the handsome young man sitting opposite her who was eating, “It seems that he also came back for the National University Martial Arts Competition.”

“This kind of opportunity to fight with the young masters of the martial arts schools in the country only comes once every two years. How can a battle maniac like Xiao Lan miss it?”

The handsome young man didn't look up as he ate and responded casually.

“The top ten students of the senior ranking are all going. I don't know how it will be this time. Our Seventh Sage Martial University can't be last again.”

The girl smiled softly.

The handsome young man looked up in surprise. “Last? What are you talking about? This martial arts competition has Demon King Lu Sheng. We can even fight for first place. Why are we last?”

The girl shook her head. “Lu Sheng might not participate.”

“What?”

The handsome young man was stunned and subconsciously asked, “Why? It's not easy for the Seventh Sage Martial University to have someone like Lu Sheng that only appears once in a hundred years. Why wouldn't he participate? Are the school leaders' brains broken?”

“Chen Yixuan, I'm warning you, be polite.”

“Sorry, sorry, I forgot that your father is the vice president...”

The handsome young man apologized again and again. Only then did the girl's face look a little better.

“I heard from my father that the Martial Sage's test for Lu Sheng is that he can't participate in the National University Martial Arts Competition. Once Lu Sheng participates, the test will be considered a failure…”

“What kind of test is this?”

Chen Yixuan's expression was puzzled. “Deliberately suppressing Lu Sheng's edge? There's no need for that.”

“The Martial Sage's thoughts are not something we can guess. Since he did this, he must have his reasons.”

Chen Yixuan sighed, his face full of regret.

“What a pity. Two years ago, the Extreme Dao Martial Academy swept through Seven Sage Universities and made the universities lose face. I heard that in the past two years, the Transcendent Dao Martial Academy has also produced a 'Sage Seedling'. Originally, I thought that we could rely on Lu Sheng to fight back this year, but now …”

Chen Yixuan threw his chopsticks on the table and said gloomily, “We have to be tortured again.” We're almost growing…”

“It's okay.”

The girl gently held Chen Yixuan's hand and comforted him softly. “You'll get used to it soon.”

…

“National University Martial Arts Competition?”

Lu Sheng looked at his phone. It was an email he had just received from the school.

The email informed him that three days later, at eight o'clock in the morning, he had to gather at the school gate to participate in the National University Martial Arts Competition. If he was late and did not show up, he would be considered to have voluntarily given up his right to participate in the competition.

Lu Sheng was very suspicious that the last sentence was written especially for him.

Would the school let the older students and powerhouses not participate?

They would drag them along even if they had to.

Lu Sheng stood up and walked to the window in his room. Through the glass, he could clearly see that outside his dormitory courtyard, there were a few sneaky figures wandering around.

These people had appeared since the day he returned to the school.

They were from the student administration.

They were most likely sent by the school.

Rather than saying that they were monitoring him, it was more accurate to say that they wanted to see if he would go out.

To carry out some mission …

To kill someone …