Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan's approval made the smile on Han Jijun's face deepen, his eyes brightening. Perhaps Han Jijun had found the game he wanted to play, so he was feeling a little excited.
When Han Jijun wasn't paying attention, Zilong nudged Han Jijun lightly with his shoulder, and asked quietly, "Did your initiation instructor arrange some mission?"
Luo Lang's face was full of surprise, as if in disbelief that Zilong would be so sensitive. This was because Zilong always gave people the impression that he was careless and careless. However, he quickly collected his emotions, and nodded lightly with his almost imperceptible chin, telling Zilong that he had guessed correctly.
Zilong smiled. Only he knew that it wasn't that he had reacted quickly, but that his initiation instructor had also given him a mission. Thus, seeing Han Jijun suddenly become so enthusiastic, he had thought of himself, and thus had become suspicious.
"How about this, Zilong will be in charge of this matter." Ling Lan was now consciously grooming Zilong to become the external spokesperson of their team. This was because Zilong's appearance was full of righteousness and sunshine, so it would be easy for him to gain the trust of others. In the future, no matter what mission they did, cooperating with others would bring unexpected benefits.
Ling Lan had been repeatedly tricked by the smiling faces of Instructor Number Three and Instructor Number Five, so she thought that people who smiled like gentlemen were often the representatives of black-bellied people, full of evil tricks. This was because she didn't like this kind of smile very much. In addition, she greatly respected Instructor Number One and Instructor Number Nine, and these two were the classic representatives of facial paralysis. This caused her current expression and tone of voice to gradually become infinitely closer to these two instructors. In Little Four's words, this was the time to cultivate a facial paralysis shota...
"Ah...?" Ling Lan's arrangements made Zilong stare blankly. What was he going to be responsible for?
"In other words, Zilong will be your follower, and you'll be responsible for him." Since she was going to let Zilong stand at the front, she should at least assign him a follower! Besides, Ling Lan had too many secrets. It was not suitable for people to follow her.
"Wait a minute, when you fight in the arena, you have to do your best. Otherwise, your little brother will be gone …" Ling Lan patted Zilong's shoulder to encourage him, and then became a hands-off boss.
However, Zilong didn't think much of Ling Lan's unwarranted dismissal. He was still excited, because as a battle maniac, when he heard about fighting in the ring, his blood boiled. He couldn't wait to go up on stage and have a good fight. Although Li Yingjie didn't do things properly, his fighting skills were not bad, and he was qualified to be his opponent.
On the other side, Han Jijun had already contacted Lin Zhong-qing through his communicator, telling him to quietly come to a small room they had opened for private arena fights. This type of fight was considered private, so without entering the password, there was no way to enter. Since Han Jijun was prepared to take Lin Zhong-qing into the team, he had to teach Li Yingjie a lesson no matter what, and at the same time get more benefits from Li Yingjie. Thus, he couldn't let Li Yingjie find out that Lin Zhong-qing had already joined their team.
Very quickly, Lin Zhong-qing walked into the private combat room. The moment he entered the room, Lin Zhong-qing didn't see anyone. Just as he was feeling suspicious, he saw Ling Lan and the others standing in a blind spot of the door, waiting for him. Han Jijun was worried that someone would follow Lin Zhong-qing, so he arranged for everyone to walk to a blind spot to eliminate the possibility of being discovered.
Seeing that the door was closed, Ling Lan and the others walked out. Lin Zhong-qing carefully glanced at Ling Lan standing in the middle, waiting for his final decision.
Being able to join Ling Lan's team was undoubtedly the best choice. Ever since Ling Lan had helped him without batting an eyelid, Lin Zhong-qing had been extremely grateful. At that time, he had also been conflicted over whether he should lower his head and take the initiative to join Ling Lan's faction, seeking their protection. However, at that time, he had just entered the Central Scout Academy, and had also become a Special Class-A student in one fell swoop. His heart was filled with lofty aspirations, and he didn't want to become someone's accessory. Additionally, he was confident that he would be able to avoid Li Yingjie's oppression, so that thought naturally disappeared.
However, reality was cruel. His relationship with Li Yingjie had worsened, to the point where they had almost become mortal enemies. Meanwhile, although he had been steadily improving, the more he learned, the more he could feel the difference between him and the top 5 of Special Class-A. Ling Lan, Zilong, Li Yingjie, Wu Jiong, and Ye Xu were the ironclad top 5. Their strength surpassed the rest of the Class-A students by a notch, and it could be said that no one could shake their position.
Among the five, Ye Xu was the weakest, while Li Yingjie and Wu Jiong were equally matched in strength. Zilong's overall strength was a head above theirs, and needless to say, their cohort's publicly acknowledged No.1, Ling Lan. Although he had never taken the top spot before, just seeing that his little brother Zilong had already taken the top spot for three consecutive years was enough to see how terrifying he was.
Lin Zhong-qing had faced off against Ye Xu and Wu Jiong in the grade ranking competition before, and he could only last up to 50 to 60 moves at most. Lin Zhong-qing knew that if the opponent really used his ultimate move, he would not be able to last that many moves, perhaps only half of it. That kind of pressure brought about by the difference in level made Lin Zhong-qing lose without any temper.
Compared to the other four, Lin Zhong-qing was actually more curious about Ling Lan, and it could even be said that he was full of doubts. He had once tried to find out more about Ling Lan's family background. He was the child of some middle-class family, and was even a posthumous child. When he was still in his mother's womb, his father had sacrificed himself in one of the Federation's battles. Other than the fact that his family background was slightly better than Lin Zhong-qing's, they were about the same in all other aspects. They did not have any additional combat techniques, nor did they have any combat experience from their elders, so how could he have such powerful combat strength? Could it be a genetic issue? But they were only one level lower than Ling Lan — logically speaking, the gap should not be so large.
Lin Zhong-qing had once studied Ling Lan's combat style, and found that his combat style was clean and tidy, not sloppy (even if it was just one move, it would not be sloppy). Moreover, each of his attacks was not so powerful that they could not be blocked, nor were they so fast that others could not see them clearly. A simple move, without any unnecessary finesse, directly hitting the opponent's greatest weakness.
Of course, he was also very familiar with the attacks Ling Lan used. They were the basic physical skills of the Central Scout Academy, and some were also sure-kill moves that he had stolen from other students.
Initially, Lin Zhong-qing did not know about this, but once, he had seen Qin Yi's sure-kill move executed perfectly by Ling Lan, defeating Ye Xu in one move. He knew that Ling Lan had the ungodly ability to rapidly imitate and absorb other people's sure-kill moves. This also made him somewhat understand why Ling Lan was so strong.
Ling Lan did not have a powerful family background, nor did he have any additional combat skills (another kid who had been kept in the dark), but he was still able to become the No.1 of their year. Lin Zhong-qing truly admired and respected Ling Lan from the bottom of his heart. He felt that Ling Lan had brought glory to their group of ordinary family backgrounds. The only thing he regretted was that Ling Lan was very cold, and did not care much for the students around him. Those who were on good terms with him, other than those few people at the beginning, after a year, were still the same few people.
And this time, he had unexpectedly fallen into a trap, and was forced to fight Li Yingjie. Lin Zhong-qing knew that he was definitely no match for Li Yingjie, and he was not willing to be Li Yingjie's subordinate so sullenly. Thus, he thought of Ling Lan. Since he would still have to be someone's subordinate, he would rather be Ling Lan's subordinate. Although Wu Jiong was also a very good choice, Lin Zhong-qing did not have such thoughts.
Thus, he took the initiative to contact Han Jijun online, and told him his request. He thought that he would definitely feel bad, after all he had fought for over a year, but in the end, he still could not escape the tragedy of being a subordinate. The only thing he could comfort himself with was that this time, he would be the one to choose. But unexpectedly, once he said it, he actually felt his heart lighten, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. Perhaps he had thought of this a long time ago, but his pride and self-esteem made him not want to think this way.
At this moment, Lin Zhong-qing stood in front of the person who could decide his future. His originally calm heart actually began to waver. D * mn it, he actually felt nervous, and there was a kind of fear in his heart. He was afraid of being rejected …
"Lin Zhong-qing, I agree to your request. However, I have always acted alone, so from now on, you can follow Zilong and the others." Ling Lan's words made Lin Zhong-qing's heart both happy and sad. Happy because he could finally join Ling Lan's team and receive their protection, but sad because he could already hear Ling Lan's rejection. Ling Lan did not want to take him in as a subordinate, which was why she had handed him over to Zilong and the others.
Who would have thought that there would be a time when he would be rejected by someone? Lin Zhong-qing did not know how to describe his feelings, so he could only nod his head absentmindedly to show that he understood.
Team members could only be invited by the team leader — an individual alone would not be able to find the team and apply to join the team. Thus, when Ling Lan saw Lin Zhong-qing nod in agreement, as the team leader, she used her communicator to connect to the mainframe of the Central Scout Academy, and submitted an application form for Lin Zhong-qing to join the team. Once approved, the A.I. would contact the team member on the application form. At this time, the team member would enter their own communicator password, and they would be successfully added to the team.
The A.I. very quickly verified Lin Zhong-qing's information, confirming that he was currently still a free person. Then, it transferred Ling Lan's invitation to Lin Zhong-qing's communicator.
Lin Zhong-qing took a deep breath, and decisively clicked confirm, entering his own password. When he saw the message congratulating him for joining Ling Lan's team, Lin Zhong-qing actually let out a huge sigh of relief, feeling as if the dust had settled. However, he quickly steadied himself, not letting the other people in the room notice.
"Zilong, I'll leave the arena competition to you." Ling Lan had also received the news of her successful recruitment, and had also obtained all of Lin Zhong-qing's information. As a team, they were a whole, so the information of the team members was public. Meanwhile, the hatred that Lin Zhong-qing currently shouldered would also be extended to the entire team. In other words, the other members of the team could replace Lin Zhong-qing in battle. This was the same logic as Li Yingjie's scheme to lure Lin Zhong-qing into the fray.
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