Elite Mages' Academy

Chapter 231: Defeating the Orc Commander

The orc commander’s strength was clearly affected. Other people might find it difficult to discern the tiny details, but the injuries on Xiao Lin’s body were reflected objectively. He would still be injured if he was struck by the two battle axes again, but it was no longer as deadly as it originally was.

So long as the wounds were not fatal, a burst of steaming heat immediately rose from those wounds, healing them at an unimaginable speed during which no blood was shed at all.

When the swelling of the orcs’ muscles ended, the stalemate was quickly broken. The battle subsequently had a direct impact on the morale of the other orc infantry as well as the merfolk.

Those monitors were not idiots. At this juncture, they resoundingly gave up their plans to retreat and told their own team to accelerate the pace of the attacks. When united, they were the main force that could eliminate dozens within the orc infantry. Their strength was about the same with the infantry, and since the opponent’s state and morale had suffered a tremendous blow, they were no longer an equal match for the students.

The merfolk were gradually driven out from the city. By then, the freshmen had finally succeeded in occupying a foothold on the fortress. Later, everyone stood guard in the city under Cheng Ming’s command, while a small group was tasked to open the fortress gate immediately.

On seeing that, the other students who were still on the way up no longer made any evasive movements. Long-range weapons were no longer thrown, and even the eager Chen Dao could not wait to join the charge.

Victory was close at hand. Regardless of what mood everyone had in the beginning of the landfall battle, everyone had already begun to look forward to the victory that was within reach. The capture of the fortress meant that the first task was completed, and everyone would be credited with redemption points.

After Cheng Ming made the necessary arrangements, he immediately rushed to the training ground in the middle of the fort with several other monitors and instructors. They planned to attack with Xiao Lin and deal with the orc commander swiftly.

The orc commander was already a spent force with Xiao Lin’s uninterrupted attacks. His bare brown skin had purple blotches all over but he was still standing. Xiao Lin’s offensive quality was still rather low considering how he was only depending on the power of his fists. It was still considered weak against an orc that was suffering a state of decline.

“Xiao Lin, we’ll help you!” Cheng Ming had arrived quickly, took out his épée and stood by the aisle, directly blocking the orc’s retreat. Killing an orc commander right then and there was no doubt a great encouragement to the freshmen’s morale, so it went without saying that no one intended to let such an opportunity pass.

However, Xiao Lin still did not give any response. The ponytail woman could not help but shout, “Don’t pretend to be deaf. Hurry up and lead this orc to our side so we can all surround it!”

A low roar was heard, but it actually came from Xiao Lin’s mouth. His head had been hanging low throughout the entire time, but he finally raised it to reveal his dull but bloodshot eyes. His gaze was that of pure and unadulterated killing intent.

Xiao Lin completely ignored the words of the ponytail woman and Cheng Ming, then rushed up again to deliver a punch. The action angered the orc, who threw away the two battle axes and sent a fist flying at Xiao Lin too. His clenched iron fists were nearly four times bigger than Xiao Lin’s, and it was a pure comparison of strength.

Boxing sounds could be seen one after another, and Xiao Lin was obviously at a disadvantage. After all, his body was flesh, rather than the iron-hard muscles of the orc. After repeated punches, there were signs that his skin was going to be mangled.

Cheng Ming brandished his sword quickly and went up to help, but barely a few steps later, he suddenly stopped and leaned his body to the side by instinct. The next moment, Xiao Lin’s fist swiped across his eyes. The punch was actually done terribly, perhaps reckless even, but the strong air wave produced by the fist left Cheng Ming’s heart in shock.

“Xiao Lin! Have you lost your mind! How could you attack us like that!” The ponytail woman, who had probably never looked kindly upon Xiao Lin to begin with, immediately yelled angrily.

“Let’s back away. I have a feeling that Xiao Lin is acting really weird!” a bespectacled instructor cautiously suggested.

Cheng Ming tried to call Xiao Lin a couple of times, but the latter still did not give any response. In desperation, he had to step back for the time being and lament, “There’ll be no end to this battle if this goes on!”

Indeed, despite Xiao Lin’s overwhelming advantage in the situation, his lack of fist strength was a major flaw. Even though he had an outstanding healing ability that enabled him to quickly recover every time his skin was broken, the fact remained that he was unable to deliver the final fatal blow to the orc commander.

Even the orc was tired and showed a trace of fatigue. He was appalled to see that the human before him could still maintain such a frenzied attacking rhythm.

That the physical fitness of humans could actually surpass the orcs was humiliation of the highest order. He could not accept that outcome, and anger as well as anxiety finally made him lose his mind. The spectating Cheng Ming was even more worried because of that. The orcs were a very violent race to begin with, and although they usually maintained sufficient commonsense and IQ, provocation would make them no different from beasts. More accurately, they were fiercer than the fiercest of beasts!

The mentally drained orc had even torn off the beast tooth ornament that symbolizes honor on his chest, because it would only hinder him in battle. His offensive weapons were no longer limited to his own hands, for he headbutted and even directly bit down using his sharp teeth.

The orc had only the most basic of fighting instincts left in his mind. Since the opponent was able to heal their wounds quickly, he would simply bite on the wound to see how fast the recovery was.

Such an opportunity to bite was not difficult to find. When two opposing fists collided the next moment, the orc suddenly turned his fist into a palm, grabbed Xiao Lin’s arm tightly, then roared and bit down severely on Xiao Lin’s neck.

The intense pain made Xiao Lin let out a low roar, despite having lost all sense of himself. He then hit the orc with his fists like a flurry of raindrops, but the orc’s tenaciousness was definitely not just for show. No matter how Xiao Lin punched and kicked, the orc simply refused to let go and even kept chewing down.

The plan proved successful. After Xiao Lin’s flesh and blood was trapped by the beast-like teeth, the wound was unable to heal anymore. A large stream of blood trickled down his jaw and the orc even began to suck hard.

Cheng Ming was so shocked that he no longer cared about the possibility of being attacked by Xiao Lin. He immediately raised his sword and rushed up again to try and save Xiao Lin, but midway through his run, he saw the orc commander’s bite loosen all of a sudden before falling to the ground. The orc began twitching violently, and his distorted face suggested that he was enduring some great pain.

That pain did not last long though. Before Cheng Ming and the others could snap back to their senses, the orc commander had breathed his last breath and fell lifelessly onto the ground.