78. Who Names Their Ultimate Move “Lamb Skewer”?

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Ping Tao valiantly charged toward the boss room.

Teams 5 and 6 hadn’t even arrived yet-what an idiot.

“Go on. Do your best.”

She barely made it before plopping down in front of the boss door.

It wouldn’t open without all teams present.

That’s how dumb she was.

To put it simply, Ping Tao was the type of fool who’d throw a tantrum when China’s supremacy was questioned.

For example:

– If China’s so great, you can handle a simple errand, right? Go buy five smoothies.

– Hmph! As a citizen of a great nation, I’ll show you my worth!

She’d proudly fetch smoothies to uphold national pride while undermining it simultaneously.

“She’s… simple,” Kotone remarked, looking stunned.

“She’s always had a stupid side,” Si-a shrugged.

Come to think of it, Si-a must’ve seen Ping Tao get “handled” when Si-woo was busy with heroines.

“Si-woo-no, Miss Si-woo, do you know Ping Tao?”

“No. But it’s obvious.”

“Ah, the Divine Sword’s insight?”

As Si-a, not Si-woo, she could say such things effortlessly. If Si-woo were here, she’d probably pick a fight with me out of affection.

“By the way, Kotone-chan, what’s your ability?”

Having enrolled in Hanseong, she must’ve demonstrated something. As Yuzuki, her true power was “Thousand Swords.” How did she fake it?

Probably bribed President Ha Jung-seok with apology gifts.

“Oh, I’m similar to the Shinohara clan head.”

“Thousand Swords, like Lady Shinohara?”

Yuzuki’s ability-controlling a thousand blades-earned her the clan leadership. Those who failed became vassals, like Mariko.

In the original, Yuzuki nearly cleared a hell-level gate alone before collapsing, saved by Si-woo.

That event hasn’t happened yet. With me around, who knows how it’ll unfold?

“I have Hundred Swords.”

“Ah, Hundred Swords.”

Such a casual cover. A hundred blades could overpower most Japanese hunters-even Korean guild masters.

“I control a hundred swords.”

“Impressive.”

I could blackmail her, but Eumseupmari’s enough for that.

Speaking of, Eumseupmari wobbled behind us, exhausted. I’ll “comfort” her later.

Finally, Teams 5 and 6 arrived, and we entered the boss room behind Ping Tao.

“Face me, Glass Peacock! As China’s heroine, I’ll carve that chicken head!”

Honestly, Ping Tao’s embarrassing.

Her name, her attitude-her looks are passable, but I have plenty of flowers already.

CRASH!

Her spear pierced the peacock’s abdomen.

“Huh, her destructive power’s no joke.”

Ping Tao was a hard worker. Trained relentlessly by her Constellation, her mana control surpassed even Suji’s.

Pure skill let her achieve spear strikes rivaling Reina’s spirit arrows.

“SCREEEECH!”

The peacock spread glass wings, scattering razor feathers. One hit could flay flesh.

Noah would intervene if needed, but our team could handle it.

In the original, Si-woo blocked these with the Divine Sword. Now, Kotone stepped forward.

“I’ll handle this.”

Hundreds of floating swords deflected the feathers.

CLANGCLANGCLANG!

This attack had wiped out Baekhap Guild members during their first clear.

An idea struck me. I smirked loudly:

“Wow, if Kotone’s this strong as a vassal, how powerful is Thousand Swords Yuzuki?”

CLUNK!

Kotone fumbled, letting feathers slip through-adorably flustered by the praise.

Si-a, Ping Tao, and I intercepted them.

“Can’t even block properly? Typical Japanese! Tch!”

“What does nationality have to do with it?”

Yuzuki glared venomously before readjusting her swords.

As the blades cleared the feathers, Ping Tao seized her chance.

“HRYAAAAAH!”

BOOM!

Her spear strike-like skewering lamb meat-shattered half a wing, simplifying the fight.

“SKREEE!”

The peacock screeched. Fitting for a heroine met post-clear in China’s arc.

“Remarkable. Achieving this through pure mana control.”

Even Kotone praised her sincerely.

“Suji’s our equivalent.”

“I’m not that dumb or brutish.”

True, but-

“You’re dumb in bed.”

“Th-that’s… ngh.”

Suji turned beet red.

Unlike Ping Tao, who’d rage at online trolls, Suji at least had common sense.

“YAHHHH!”

Ping Tao leapt, preparing her ultimate move.

“Ah, the legendary ‘Meteor Destruction Spear.'”

Originally named dramatically, Koreans later called it the “Bamboo Spear.”

But Ping Tao resembled Chinese beer so much that “Lamb Skewer Spear” felt more appropriate.

“The Meteor technique is-“

“Yeah, the Lamb Skewer Spear.”

I joked, but then-

“LAMB SKEWER SPEAR!”

??? Did she lose it? Why’d she shout that?

KABOOM!

Her attack shattered the boss-while her face froze in horror.

Imagine your finishing move being called “Lamb Skewer.” Hilarious.

“Oh my, named Ping Tao but her ultimate’s Lamb Skewer?” Kotone teased.

“No! It’s Meteor Destruction Spear!”

Too late-she’d already said it.

“Then why call it Lamb Skewer?”

“Because Yoo Eun-ha said it!”

“A true warrior focuses in battle. How childish to parrot others.”

“Fight me as China’s representative!”

Kotone smirked; Ping Tao fumed. So simple-minded.

Why announce move names anyway?

I’d named my “Annihilation White Flame Bullet,” but lately, I questioned the practice.

“Wow, Chinese hunters are strong.”

“Yeah… I feel inadequate.”

The non-heroine cadets slumped. Facing elite foreigners highlighted the gap.

Why were hunters even at Hanseong? To demoralize regular students?

Ping Tao wasn’t even bragging-probably due to the Sins.

I wanted to expose Kotone, but if she’d struck deals with President Ha, things got complicated.

‘Screw it-Annihilation White Flame Bullet~!’

Should I nuke the Blue House?

“Baby Yongyong cutely nuked the presidential office!”

No-Class A was all heroines anyway. Class B had normal students.

They’d drop out naturally.

Time to be a kind dragon and comfort them.

“Don’t feel bad. She’s the odd one.”

“Really?”

“She’s China’s elite. You’re in her class-that makes you exceptional too.”

Wait-two male-female teams? Couple potential?

Should I NTR them?

“Eun-ha! Don’t say such things!”

“To cheer them up, let’s visit a motel-OW!”

“Aren’t you ashamed in front of Ray?”

Reina jabbed my ribs mid-flirt.

“Why bring up Ray?”

“Be a mother he won’t be ashamed of!”

“Don’t twist my words!”

“You’re a married woman acting single-no better than those cheating housewives!”

“I’m not married-stop ear-pulling!”

Ray isn’t even my kid-

SCREEEECH!

The “dead” peacock scraped its claws like nails on a chalkboard.

“Look alive. It’s not over.”

“Ah, phase three.”

No clear notification appeared. The peacock had three phases-tiny peacock spiders would emerge.

Originally, Bulbbadda regretted adding this frustrating swarm.

CHIRPCHIRP!

Right on cue, disgusting glass spiderlings poured out.

“I could burn them all, but…”

I glanced at Kotone. Her Hundred Swords could handle this.

“Eun-ha, why not show us your skills?”

“Suddenly competitive?”

Because of earlier?

“Just curious.”

“Fine.”

I obliged, swinging my white flame-wreathed sword.

WHOOSH!

Pale fire flooded the room, consuming the spiderlings.