Chapter 73: Chapter 74

It was a sensation Zhao Li could not even describe himself; it felt as if a pair of demonic eyes had locked onto him, and the next moment, they would pounce.

"Watch out!" That was all Zhao Li had time to shout. Driven by instinct, he lunged forward, tackling Christine to the ground.

Silently, several large holes suddenly appeared in the ground where Zhao Li had been standing just moments before. Michael and Li Mengdie were initially baffled by Zhao Li’s sudden outburst, but the moment they saw the holes, they immediately understood.

Damn it—those were impact marks from a large-caliber sniper rifle. If Zhao Li hadn't dodged in time, his body would already be riddled with bloodied holes. He was no master capable of tanking bullets with his bare skin.

The two bodyguards, who had no practical experience and had only learned the basics in the last three days, stood frozen for at least two seconds before realizing what they needed to do. Michael immediately began calculating the sniper's position based on the trajectory, while Li Mengdie instantly dashed to Zhao Li’s side, shielding him tightly with her body.

Before Zhao Li could even get up, Li Mengdie pinned him down. For Zhao Li, this was a rare treat; beneath him was Christine’s mature, soft frame, and above him was Li Mengdie’s youthful, equally soft body. He was caught in the middle like a slice of ham between two pieces of bread.

Suddenly, however, Zhao Li felt Li Mengdie’s body stiffen, her muscles tensing abruptly. A thought flickered in his mind: "Have you already passed the seventh level?"

Before Li Mengdie could answer, Christine, beneath them, pressed her vibrant red lips intimately against Zhao Li’s ear. Her blue eyes, calm as a tranquil sea, stared at the tense Li Mengdie above while she whispered to Zhao Li: "To graduate from the Combat Division, the seventh level of cultivation is the minimum standard. This classmate of yours is at least at the eighth level. Don