Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Because Luo Lang remembered Ling Lan's warning, at the start, no matter how the opponent tried to attack, how he tried to lure him in, or how he tried to exploit an opening, he remained steadfast, ignoring all temptations. Using the basic combat arts he was extremely familiar with, he countered each move as it came, defending to the death, but refusing to take the initiative to attack.
However, this situation was soon broken. After Luo Lang had lost count of how many times he had discovered the same opening, Luo Lang was somewhat tempted. He began to consider whether this opening was real... Luo Lang could not be blamed for being impatient, because this opening was very different from the openings he had discovered in the past. In fact, he had missed it many times, so it could be seen that it was hidden very well.
Compared to the other openings that would disappear after one or two times, this opening had been ignored countless times, but it would still secretly appear. Sometimes, it would even be overlooked. Still, no matter how hard he tried to ignore it, a hole was still a hole — Luo Lang had still discovered it.
Of course, Luo Lang did not choose to attack impulsively. Instead, he carefully observed the reason for the opening's appearance. He had not forgotten Boss Ling Lan's words, so he decided to take another look. As long as he could confirm that this was a real opening, he would definitely not hold back...
Luo Lang carefully observed the opponent's movements, as well as experiencing the force transmitted through his arms as he parried, finally allowing him to gain some insight.
The opponent was a left-hander! Thus, the force of the left hand was much stronger than that of the right hand. However, as everyone knew, most ultimate combat techniques were biased towards right-handed attacks, while left-handed attacks were mostly used for parrying. Perhaps because of this reason, the opponent had modified the combat arts he had learned, turning them into right-handed parrying, while left-handed killing moves were used. Of course, this type of conversion had its pros and cons. The advantage was that the opponent's parrying would miss, allowing him to directly face his own heavy blow, but the disadvantage was the same — the defending side would also easily make a mistake in parrying.
Faced with this problem, the opponent had thought of a way to solve it. He was a smart person, and did not wish for what he had modified to be unusable. Thus, he chose an extremely difficult evolutionary path, which was to switch between parrying and killing moves seamlessly. In other words, his left and right hands had the functions of both combat and killing moves at the same time. If he succeeded, although he could not be said to be invincible within the same level in combat, it would still be very difficult for those of the same level to counter this move of his.
However, it was fortunate that the place had not completely fused yet. Because of this, there would always be a momentary pause when he switched places, and this pause was the best opportunity for him to attack.
After Luo Lang confirmed this, in order to prevent any accidents, he exchanged a few more blows with the other and found that this was indeed the case. Thus, he decided not to wait any longer, choosing to increase his attack power. Since this was an opportunity, he would definitely not miss it.
When he swung his fist towards the spot where the opponent had paused, Ling Lan, who was watching from the side, sighed internally. This opening was too perfect — Luo Lang still couldn't resist the temptation and fell for it!
Sure enough, when Luo Lang threw a punch, he found that the weak point that was supposed to pause for an instant had disappeared. It was as if that weak point was just an illusion that had never existed.
Luo Lang only felt his attacking right hand being firmly held back by a large, powerful hand. Then, taking advantage of the fact that he had yet to retract his strength, Luo Lang seized the opportunity and pulled him forward.
Luo Lang felt as if he had lost his balance and fell forward. At the same time, he felt a heavy blow to his abdomen, and then his entire body flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood...
Not only that, in Luo Lang's vision, the opponent once again raised his fist and smashed it down viciously.
At this moment, Luo Lang felt extremely helpless and vexed. He had actually failed to heed Boss's warning and had fallen for the other's bait. And the result was tragic — he was probably going to be beaten up by the other. He could only hope that his injuries weren't too serious — he still had to go through the hunting course.
Right at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the combat stage, catching the opponent's follow-up punch.
Ling Lan said coldly, "This match, we admit defeat! However... "A blood-red aura surged out from her body, and in that instant, everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.
Ling Lan's eyes pierced the other's eyes like cold light, causing a chill to rise in the other's heart. "This follow-up punch, please allow me to accept it!"
That said, Ling Lan's right hand, which was holding the other's wrist, twisted fiercely. With a crisp 'kacha', the other's hand had been broken by Ling Lan.
"Stop!" The sound of breaking rang out at the same time, and the instructor could be heard saying in exasperation, "You're too much."
Ling Lan looked over coldly and said coldly, "Too much? That attack just now had already caused my companion to be seriously injured. Is this relentless punch not too much? "
The instructor's face was red to the ears. "How did you know that this punch of his would cause serious injuries to your companion? The Golden Scales Team has absolute control over their strength. "
"Absolute control? What a nice 'absolute control'... "Ling Lan laughed coldly.
Yes, Ling Lan was angry. Luo Lang had already been injured by the other, but the other's relentless follow-up punch clearly carried a trace of malice. The instant Ling Lan had gripped the other's hand, she had felt the strength of the punch. Although it wouldn't kill Luo Lang, it would definitely make Luo Lang stay in a recovery pod for three to five months. Then, Luo Lang would be absent from the hunting course this time. Mind you, the first hunting course was extremely important, even affecting the allocation of training resources — these were things that Luo Lang could not afford to miss.
This was also one of the reasons why Ling Lan could not forgive him. That was why in her anger, she had broken the other's wrist as a warning.
Ling Lan's pointed words and mocking sneer made the instructor feel rather embarrassed. Although this soldier under his command was extremely strong and talented, he was just a little petty. Losing two matches in a row had infuriated him greatly, thinking that he had lost face for the Golden Scales Team. That was why he had not stopped even after winning, wanting to teach these students a lesson. Unexpectedly, he had kicked a hard iron plate instead.
"L15, after your injuries are healed, go into seclusion for three days as well. Reflect well on yourself," roared the instructor, feeling extremely humiliated, at L15.
Although L15's wrist had been broken by Ling Lan, his expression did not change, as if the one whose wrist had been broken was not his own. Only the fine sweat on his forehead proved that he was currently enduring the pain. Hearing the instructor's punishment, he used his other uninjured hand to salute, "Yes, Instructor!"
As he left, he swept a cold glance over Ling Lan, who was standing in the middle of the field. A flash of viciousness appeared in his eyes, but it quickly returned to normal, as if that flash of viciousness had just been an illusion.
"Boss, how dare he try to harm you! I'll go destroy him!" Seeing this, Little Four instantly flew into a rage. He pulled up his sleeves, ready to vent his anger on behalf of his boss.
Ling Lan said exasperatedly, "You want to destroy him? How do you want to destroy him? "
Little Four found that he actually had no arms or legs, and was completely unable to help his boss destroy that fellow. Instantly, he was struck so hard that he crouched in a corner and drew circles in depression.
Suddenly, he reacted quickly and jumped up excitedly, saying, "Boss, hurry up and get a mecha of your own in the real world. Then I can help you." He could totally replace the A.I. of the mecha and command the mecha to go PK that fellow...
Ling Lan could not bear to see Little Four disappointed, so she nodded and said, "Alright, I'll do it as soon as possible. Then, I'll let you help me take care of those bad guys who are trying to harm me." Only then was Little Four appeased by Ling Lan.
No one noticed L15's cold gaze on Ling Lan. Everyone was extremely impressed by L15's unflinching manly performance in the face of intense pain. Of course, even more people were looking at Ling Lan, who was standing in the middle of the field, their gazes filled with shock and disbelief.
Of course, the Scout Academy students looked as if this was how it should be, proving that Ling Lan's strength was indeed at this level. This also made the crew no longer dare to underestimate these students.
At this time, the instructor had already regained his composure. He looked at Ling Lan and said coldly, "You're probably the strongest of them all. Based on your skills, the members of Team Golden Scales are no match for you at all. There's no need for you to compete in the next match." He looked at the strongest leader of Team Golden Scales, a cold-faced youth of 25 or 26 years old. A trace of regret appeared on his face. If the other could break L15's wrist in one move, then L13 would probably not be able to last more than a few moves.
"Of course we have to compete. The one going up next won't be me. It'll be the other top five candidate in our class, Zilong! "shouted Ling Lan loudly.
Zilong strode forward and said, "Boss, I'm here."
Ling Lan patted Zilong on the shoulder, and then said sincerely to the leader of Team Golden Scales, "This big brother, I'll have to trouble you to teach this comrade of mine well."
The leader looked at the instructor and waited for his instructions. The instructor nodded helplessly. Since he had already agreed from the start, he could not go back on his word, could he?
In the captain's room, Cheng Yuanhang, whose expression had changed slightly due to Luo Lang's injury, instantly returned to normal when he saw Ling Lan's powerful counterattack. On the other hand, Old Lian's face was dark, feeling that he had lost a great deal of face this time. Who would have thought that the young man he had placed such high hopes on would be such a sore loser?
"Old Lian, that must be one of your prodigies, right? It's normal for him to be a little arrogant and conceited," advised Cheng Yuanhang kindly.
"Hmph, compared to Ling Lan in your class, he's just a pile of mud," snorted Old Lian coldly. His heart itched — if he could get his hands on such an unparalleled prodigy, he would have struck it rich.
"I already said, don't have any ideas about him. He has long been targeted by a special forces team." Cheng Yuanhang directly told the other this news, hoping that the other would not waste his time. Some prodigies were really just things that could only be seen but not obtained.
Old Lian sighed regretfully. This starship of theirs was still a little too low-level; it simply had no fate with these peerless prodigies. This was also the reason why even though the other party was a little narrow-minded, L15 was still held in limitless anticipation upon his arrival.
Meanwhile, on the field, Zilong and Team Golden Scales leader L13 were already locked in a fierce battle. L13's combat style was also the type of wide-open and rigid combat, very similar to Zilong's combat style. Ling Lan had long sensed their auras, and thus had found the strongest opponent whose combat style was similar to Zilong's.
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