The fake Thor stayed for only a short time but left an indelible impression on everyone. Someone in the crowd whispered, “If only Thor were mute.”
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Mike stood among the crowd, listening to others quietly discuss the fake Thor.
Through the Eye of Truth, Mike could see more information.
[Combined level of 990, with a single person maxing out at 989]
[Level-up requirement: Kill 10 demon creatures at level 990]
Seeing this line, Mike skipped over it.
Level 990 was already Ultimate Lord!
Levels 990-999 all fell under the Ultimate Lord category.
The problem was, killing ten Ultimate Lords was nearly impossible!
Mike even doubted if the demon race could muster ten 990-level demon lords.
Shadow Two’s state was unique; their levels could be distributed freely.
Just like when Mike first met them, Bad Woman was at level 1, and Bad Man was at level 989.
If they wanted, they could instantly switch to Bad Woman at 989 and Bad Man at 1.
“Very flexible, essentially allowing two people to switch combat power at will.”
Mike nodded slightly. Together, they were equivalent to two nine-tier Lords, and in joint combat, they could even achieve a 1+1 2 effect!
Moreover, according to the Eye of Truth, as long as one of Bad Woman or Bad Man survived, the other wouldn’t die.
This was an extremely troublesome opponent.
“No wonder they were assigned to the fake Thor target. Even if a demon god attacked, Shadow Two would have a chance to survive.”
As Mike pondered, the combat matches had already begun.
The students from the SS-grade talent training camp came to Area C mainly for exchange and learning. Therefore, combat duels were an essential part.
Ethan, Jessica, and the other students who performed well in the Abyss were all selected for challenges.
But there was no movement around Mike.
Cain asked in surprise, “Why isn’t anyone challenging Mike?”
Mike rolled his eyes at him, “You’d be happy to see me get beaten up?”
“Uh…”
Cain was momentarily speechless.
A duel between SS-grade Supreme Being seeds and Mike, who only had a D-grade talent, was inherently unfair.
They might already be over level 100, while Mike was only level 200.
It did seem a bit too much?
Kaelum explained, “No one is challenging Mike because Thor hasn’t challenged Mike yet. It’s like two groups agreeing to a duel; the leaders must face each other first, and no one else can interfere.”
Kaelum was about to continue when Anderson interrupted.
“That woman isn’t Thor.”
“Oh?”
Everyone looked at Anderson curiously, not understanding why he said that.
Kaelum continued,
“Shadow Two is the strongest in the training camp, and they center around Shadow Two. Mike is the most famous in Area C and led the team before, so Mike is Shadow Two’s target, and no one else can touch him.”
Cain suddenly understood, “So Mike is going to get beaten up by Shadow Two.”
Mike sighed, “Why did I agree to Thor’s challenge invitation? Can’t I avoid getting beaten up?”
The students from the SS-grade talent training camp, weren’t as arrogant as expected. Instead, they were very polite and easy to get along with.
Clearly, anyone who wasn’t polite had already been taught a lesson by Shadow Two. Shadow Two’s specialty is turning straight guys into gays and lesbians into straight gals.
In the SS-grade talent training camp, anyone who dared to be arrogant and rude would find a bar of soap thrown on the floor during their shower, with Shadow Two quietly watching them bend over to pick it up.
Thanks to Shadow Two’s relentless efforts, all SS-grade talent students were polite and civilized.
However, in the combat tests, their immense strength was fully displayed!
All matches ended with the SS-grade talent training camp winning!
100% win rate!
And they won easily.
Ethan, who ranked in the top three in Area C, only losing to Mike, had no chance against his opponent, another warrior.
In less than ten moves, he was knocked to the ground by a heavy punch, defeated!
“So strong.”
As the students in Area C watched, Mike noticed Shadow Two standing up.
Shadow Two had drunk too much water and headed to the restroom.
Men’s or women’s restroom?
Without hesitation, Shadow Two walked straight into the men’s restroom.
A deep male voice echoed from the restroom,
“What’s there to be shy about? Let’s compare and see whose cock is bigger?”
Soon, a red-faced boy ran out of the restroom.
“Poor boy.”
…
“Whistle-”
Bad Woman whistled, holding her 9-inch cock, peeing into the urinal.
Another boring day.
Why was it so hard to find some fun?
“Whoosh-”
Turning on the faucet, Bad Woman began washing her hands.
Washing hands after using the restroom was something Shadow Nine taught them; ‘being
human’ required hygiene.
Oh, and no sleeping or eating in the restroom.
At the time, Bad Woman and Bad Man found this rule strange.
“According to the dictionary, a restroom should be related to rest and a room. Since it’s a
room for rest, why can’t we eat and sleep in the restroom?”
Facing such questions, Shadow Nine raised his blade.
No need for words, actions spoke louder.
In fact, the origins of the top three in the Guardian Shadow were very mysterious.
But one thing was certain, they… weren’t human.
This secret was known to only a few.
Bad Woman finished washing her hands and was about to leave when she bumped into an
invisible barrier.
Her face darkened, and she cursed under her breath, “Idiot, didn’t even realize we were
ambushed!”
Shadow Two had been trapped!
And on human territory!
A voice came from Bad Man in the shadow, “Don’t turn around… you’ll die!”
A fist strike came from behind, and Bad Woman slightly sidestepped, easily dodging it.
The fist strike exploded against the invisible barrier, causing the entire space to tremble before stabilizing again.
Bad Man didn’t mistake it; the power of the fist strike could easily kill a nine-tier Lord.
The opponent deliberately missed, aiming to intimidate.
To trap Shadow Two with the Sea of Truth without anyone noticing, and to strike with the
power to kill a nine-tier Lord…
Damn, where did this monster come from?!
A slightly childish, All-American Boy voice came from behind her.
“I heard you’re Thor?”
Bad Woman forced a stiff smile.
Shadow Nine had taught them that dying with a smile looked better.
“If I say I’m not Thor, can I not die?”
“You misunderstand, I’m not here to kill you.”
The All-American Boy was serious, “I just want to beat you to death, or be beaten to death by you.”
This guy was crazy, right?
“No, I can’t kill you…”
The All-American Boy mumbled something unclear.
Finally, he made a decision.
“Then I’ll just beat you half to death!”
Bad Woman and Bad Man were stunned.
“Quick, call Shadow Nine to save us!”
Bad Woman screamed internally, “My bank card password is: 5556…”
Bad Man: “Can’t send a message out!”
It was over; despair loomed over Bad Woman.
Targeted by a madman stronger than a nine-tier Lord, with Shadow Nine nearby but unaware.
Life or death was entirely in the opponent’s hands!
In this life-or-death moment, Bad Man seriously asked, “If you die, besides your bank card,
can I use your credit card to buy burgers?”
Bad Woman: “Go to hell, you jerk!”
The two were busy bickering, clearly 1+1<1.
The All-American Boy was dissatisfied with “Thor’s” reaction.
Boom-
Another punch, and everything in the space, except Bad Woman, turned to dust.
Bad Woman instantly quieted down.
“I heard you just completed your third class change and are now level 200.”
The All-American Boy spoke again, “I’ll fight you at level 200.”
Bad Woman’s face darkened, knowing it was no time for jokes, and said seriously, “Alright.”
In an instant, she leveled up to 200, preparing for the upcoming battle.
Before the fight began, she quickly said, “Just so you know, although I’m only level 200, I can
summon a 790-level summoned beast. Is that reasonable?”
Boom-
The All-American Boy punched Bad Woman in the back of the head, and Shadow Two was
thrown by the powerful airflow, like a lone boat in a storm.
“He’s Calderon!”
On the third strike, Shadow Two finally recognized the opponent!
Bad Woman heard Bad Man’s voice in her mind, “I can’t intervene, you know that. If he
discovers our true identity…”
Bad Woman stabilized herself on the ceiling, wiped the blood from her mouth, and grinned,
“We’ll die.”
She knew she had to rely on herself now.
A 200-level Bad Woman vs. a 200-level Calderon!
With a sudden burst of speed, she charged at the “All-American Boy” version of Calderon,
countless black lights appearing between her fingers, each capable of slicing space into countless fragments.
She knew this battle was inevitable!
Facing Bad Woman’s assault, the All-American Boy had only one response: punch!
Boom-
A true straight man, punching a beautiful woman with dominance.
With no woman in his heart, his actions were naturally decisive. Bad Woman was sent flying, spitting blood, cursing, “Is this really level 200?!”