Male Succubus Apocalypse

"Everyone stop crowding around, you're scaring the newcomer. Spread out and let Xu Heng decide for himself." A loud voice rang out in the crowd, and the crowd that had been packed tightly together suddenly made way for him. A man with a bright smile, red hair, a very upright and handsome appearance, who looked like a "Big Brother" type of man, walked up to Xu Heng.

Xu Heng was wondering who to pick, since he would be beaten anyway. Now, someone came who seemed less cruel.

The disciples are basically orcs and humans. Xu Heng first eliminated the orcs of lower rank who had relatively more physical advantages. But it was difficult to pick humans because he knew that if there were two races in one group, there would inevitably be the possibility of forming cliques.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

If you choose humans, you may be beaten by hatred due to racial differences. Although the relationship between races is not bad, it does not mean it is good.

It was very difficult to choose. Apart from Hermes, the best candidate was Linkovich, but Xu Heng couldn't find him for a long time. He knew that he was avoiding him on purpose, and he felt very depressed.

Fortunately, there seems to be a good person who wants to help us out.

Looking at the "squad leader" in front of him who could command others with just a word, he introduced himself very politely: "Hello Xu Heng, my name is Tarot Gomeqi, welcome to join our big family."

Well, I am happy emotionally. Haha, who is so stupid to be so happy about a relative?

Sinister happiness is still happiness.

Xu Heng smiled and nodded, but didn't respond enthusiastically. He just raised his hand and pointed, saying, "Then I want to practice with that student over there."

Everyone looked in the direction of Xu Heng's finger, and their faces changed.

The person being pointed out was a male dark elf standing at the outermost edge of the crowd, looking inside like a statue - his appearance was so delicate and feminine that it was difficult to tell his gender, with very distinctive long white hair. He could only be identified by his second feature: a flat chest and a Adam's apple.

This person had a calm expression, and did not react when pointed at. He just glanced at the people who were looking at him, dodging their gazes one by one, and finally looked at Xu Heng with drooping eyelids, looking a little sleepy, and said, "Okay, I accept it."

"Xu Heng, he is recognized as the best fighter in our class. You have a good eye." The red-haired man in front of Xu Heng stiffened his smile for a moment, and like a puppet, he forced out a few words with enthusiasm.

Xu Heng smiled at him indifferently, then walked into the crowd, and on the cleared path, he came to the side of the dark elf, "Brother, please show mercy, let's find a place to start."

The crowd that was so enthusiastic just now seemed to be petrified at this moment, indescribably stiff. The red-haired man who smiled the most cheerfully also had the curve of his mouth slowly lowered.

You wolf boy, get out of here, don't try to play tricks on me. I'll have to fight you sooner or later anyway, so I'll let you taste the sweetness and sourness first!

Mocking secretly, Xu Heng followed the taciturn dark elf and left the crowd who were still standing there, glancing sideways at the pair of eyes that were gradually becoming resentful with contempt.

Knowing that one cannot judge a person by his appearance, and that his emotions were not accurate enough to determine the cause and effect of his actions, Xu Heng decisively disabled his ability to "materialize his soul."

This sight made him extremely happy.

Monkeys, cobras, wolves, bears, vultures, scorpions, etc., but not a single one was a human. I almost thought I was dreaming of returning to my nest.

Although Xu Heng didn’t know why there were so many animals in human souls, and many of them were only found in the original world - maybe it was because he was the one who activated the ability.

But generally souls are animals, and they are in an attacking posture when facing him - the cobra is hissing, the monkey is barking - he knows that the guy in front of him has a lot of hostility towards him.

Moreover, this person's mind is not very mature and he is easily swayed by emotions. He has seen many things like Clara, whose soul is a "flat-headed brother", suddenly launching an attack.

This is true for all the female succubi in the lair.

So he wouldn't make a choice easily, especially not the guy in front of him who was smiling like an idiot.

A cunning jackal who knows how to hide his murderous intentions and keeps following the insidious thing that launches the attack. I would rather choose the vulture that looks like a cannibal than you!

Being able to control everyone in the class, it seems like you rely on cunning and scheming, you bastard! You're from the canine family. If I didn't have some special skills, I would have really picked you to fight. After being tortured, you won't be able to survive later.

Damn it, coming to this class is like falling into an animal state, not being a human anymore, right?

In the end, he could only look around and chose the only owl standing in the distance that showed no obvious hostility and even seemed a little sleepy. It looked fluffy and cute, even though it was a bird of prey.

Hearing the jackal boy talking sarcastically about "first" and so on, Xu Heng didn't care. No matter how first he was, he was still at the third level, and the other person's attitude was more peaceful.

"Xu Heng, even if you don't choose the hypocrite, don't choose the dark elf who kills without blinking an eye. Are you a masochist? The most disgusting thing for me to do research is to encounter such experimental subjects..." Julie said in Xu Heng's mind.

Compared to the orderliness of the Moon Elves, the traditions and friendliness of the Forest Elves, the Dark Elves are famous for their treachery and cruelty.

People often compare them to demons, and their massacre of refugees during the War of Nations only added fuel to their stereotype.

"You are a masochist, your whole family is! Don't judge a book by its cover, understand? I think this guy is a kind-hearted person. I have been working in the industry for so many years, how can I compare to a nerd like you who stays in the laboratory every day?" Xu Heng immediately retorted.

"You dare to scold me in a bastard language? I have seen hundreds of people, but none of them can compare to a newly matured male succubus like you? Just practice, I want to see if you can stand up today! Taguguaer!" Julie was not willing to be outdone.

A hybrid language refers to the dialects of certain races. Due to the large number of races and tribes in the alien world, the dialects are chaotic and almost impossible to judge if it is not from one place. Therefore, it is called a "hybrid language". This hybrid language is not a derogatory term, but a "hybrid language" in the actual sense.

Xu Heng did not explain. If masochism is promoted in the future, it will indeed be considered a dialect in the other world, as it is the popular dialect of Blue Star.

As for what kind of local hybrid language "Taguguaer" is, Xu Heng doesn't care.

Oh, right, and those two bastards! No, who did An Lingqing arrange? They saw how stupid I was in the battle, but they didn’t even protect me as a novice! It’s fine if they didn’t, but what’s the point of kicking someone when they’re down?

He looked with resentment at Hermes and barefoot Lao Deng who were whispering in the distance.

Their souls do look like human beings. The old man's soul is a man who is constantly climbing, while Hermes's is a puppet with silk threads hanging all over his body.

It's quite a contrast. The thin-looking old man has such a persistent and resolute soul, while the seemingly extroverted and carefree young man is actually a puppet.

"Then let's get started." The dark elf's magnetic voice brought Xu Heng back to his senses. He saw that he was standing with his hands behind his back, sword raised, and ready to "give way to you".

"Ah? Oh!" Xu Heng paused for a second. He didn't expect that this dark elf didn't even introduce himself politely and was ready to fight. "Come on, Cathead... um, classmate."

This is actually normal. In a place where geniuses gather and competition is needed, no one likes to waste time.

Although Xu Heng did not know how to use a sword, he had seen pigs run even though he had never eaten pork. He grasped the wooden sword with both hands and assumed a mid-range starting posture.

The two men confronted each other. A gust of cold wind blew, and the owl's yellow eyes suddenly fixed. Xu Heng knew that it was time to launch an attack.

With a tremor of his forearm and a step forward, Xu Heng immediately retreated a step, but the dark elf had no intention of "stealing" his hand. Instead, when he was halfway through pointing the sword, he gave a boost with his back foot and moved his upper arm. In an instant, the phantom sword tip appeared and hit Xu Heng's sword guard.

I just felt a sudden huge force that shook my hand so much that I couldn't hold it anymore. It was like the hilt of the sword was electrified and it felt numb. Plus, I didn't hold it very tightly at the beginning, so it slipped out of my hand.

The dark elf performed the move in a very efficient and smooth manner, and after the attack, he retracted his weapon and resumed his original stance.

Are you sure this is your first time taking this class? No, is the gap so big?

"Ha ha……"

Hearing laughter from behind, Xu Heng knew that it was the animals in the zoo watching people. He ignored it, bent down to pick up the sword, and started with the same mid-range attack - he didn't know any other way.

"Gaba——"

In the same step, Xu Heng raised his sword to block, but the dark elf turned his hand and the tip of the sword easily scratched Xu Heng's chin. No matter what other movements Xu Heng made, the dark elf returned to its original form.

This time I can't deal with Xu Heng, how can I fight him?

His emotions are calm, his movements are swift, and his moves change quickly. They are not on the same level. If it is hand-to-hand combat, it's okay, he can be a turtle, but he can't use a sword.

Come again!

This time he took the initiative to attack because he observed that the dark elf's hand was actually very forward, however, it was easily dodged. This time the person who was predicted turned out to be Xu Heng himself, who then nodded his hand lightly.

It marked Xu Heng's third defeat in a row, but it was just a matter of one move.

"Breathe." Xu Heng wanted to try again, but the dark elf shook his head, left two words, and walked away without looking back.

"It's over. I'm too weak to be bullied anymore." Xu Heng said to himself that things were not going well. "I have to play with those newbies!"

"Beast? Where is the beast? Vegetable? Xu Heng, your self-confidence must have been hit so hard that you lost your mind, right?" Julie asked doubtfully.

The dark elf's attack was just like his soul, like an owl ready to strike at any time in the night. It seemed calm and docile, but once it took action, it was precise and planned.

But now is not the time to reminisce about the battle. Looking at the new sparring partners who are gradually walking towards him and whose souls are materialized into animals that are in heat, Xu Heng feels bitter at a loss for words.

……

"When he confronted, his body had no fighting structure at all. He was very unfamiliar with the technique, and he didn't have the reading ability you mentioned. Moreover, his attention was not focused. Brat, is this the promising talent you mentioned?" The old man and Hermes said disappointedly after watching Xu Heng's first sparring match.

"Indeed, Xu Heng tends to think too much, which leads to slow actions and inability to adapt to the new opponent quickly. But old man, you have to know that he has no foundation at all, and his opponent is our number one. It is normal for him to suffer a crushing defeat, otherwise our teaching would have been in vain?" Hermes covered up for Xu Heng.

"But according to what you said, he needs some time to adapt to his opponent. In the future, when it comes to life and death, will his opponent also try to fight him first?"

"Old man, have you ever thought about why he chose Fama as his opponent among so many people? And it seems that he knew that he was very powerful? With a group of orcs and humans in front of you, would you choose the dark elves?"

"Hiss, that's interesting indeed. It's very possible..."

"Xu Heng judged the opponent's fighting style in advance based on his impression. Although Fama is the strongest, he will most likely cause the least damage to him."

Hermes finally interrupted the conversation. From the very beginning, he determined that Xu Heng had potential and decided not to hold back.

The best way to make a person grow quickly is to engage in practice directly, although Xu Heng had no foundation and was not thoughtful enough.

But Hermes and the old man wanted to judge Xu Heng's combat template through a large number of games. They didn't teach him anything, but just put the little white mouse in the maze to see what path he would take.

They knew that Xu Heng must have understood that he could not escape the fate of being beaten up, and this was also a test for him.

Not only does he have to make choices in battle, he also has to choose between opponents. Once he chooses one who prefers to fight, it will cause great damage to himself, and then Xu Heng will find it difficult to survive.

Of course, he can also choose to give up, then Hermes will remove him from the list of candidates for key training, which means that Xu Heng does not have the tenacious heart of a strong person. No matter how talented he is, it will be of no use in a place like Tianmen Academy. If he lacks ambition, then he is not worth training.

There are many geniuses, but there are very few who have personality, their own style, and development direction. It is better to keep mediocre people who are willing to challenge than to choose a genius who likes to stay in his comfort zone.

When a genius chooses mediocrity, he is no longer a genius. Similarly, when facing unfairness, a mediocre person is no longer a mediocrity.

"An intellectual combat type? An intellectual combat type without any combat foundation or experience. Hermes, you seem to like to use wild ideas." The old man listened to Hermes' words, thought about it, and finally laughed, but there was no sarcasm in his tone.

"Don't worry, Julian Wood, I'm not a superficial fool who would lose my mind because of a demigod, even though this demigod often has to be convinced." Hermes folded his arms and watched Xu Heng being hit again by the next opponent with a confident smile.

"Then I'll wait and see whether you, who is known as a genius among geniuses, can also find people of the same kind. After all, knowing swordsmanship does not mean you can make swords." Julian teased, but he couldn't hide his expectation.

He came here to be a teacher in order to find an apprentice. The fact that his apprentice was stupid was just one of the reasons. The wonderful battle he witnessed at the top of the mountain that day made him feel terrified that he could not keep up with the pace of the times.

There is also a huge gap in swordsmanship attainments between him and Tianxin and Anlingqing.

If I were to give myself another hundred years to practice swordsmanship diligently, regardless of the rules, could I achieve the unrestrained sword of the Great Dao like Tian Xin?

No, his path has already been determined, and he does not have the natural talent that Tianxin has.

What about being ruthless and mastering all the tricks? That’s impossible.

That state of mind is different from that of ordinary people. It cannot be said to be a talent, but can only be said to be "human harmony". It is unique. He sacrificed his life for the sword. No one knows how the ruthless swordsman attained enlightenment.

Hard work will become the most useless quality on the road to the top. You will reach a dead end and will not be able to get out of it no matter how hard you try.

What is important is inspiration and experience, seeing the changes in the world, thinking about the sunset in the sky, and waiting to get out of the blind spot. When you are on the accessible road, no matter how slowly you walk, you are moving forward.