Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr However, in the end, Zilong still lost to L13, the leader of the Golden Scales team. Still, Zilong was not disappointed. From the very beginning of the fight, he knew that no matter how talented he was, no matter how good his combat foundation was, in terms of combat experience, he still could not compare to these seasoned veterans.
Both of them were straightforward and generous people. After one round of combat, the leader of the Golden Scales team, L13, had a good impression of Zilong, so he invited Zilong to spar with him whenever he was free during this period of time on the road.
It had to be said that the interactions between people were really about fate. Zilong and L13 were undoubtedly fated to meet, which was a pleasant surprise to Ling Lan.
Ling Lan knew very well that Zilong's combat skills had already reached the first bottleneck stage. There were two ways to break through — one was to wait for the right opportunity and find the possibility of an epiphany. This way, the bottleneck would naturally be resolved, while the other way was to rely on his own experience in countless fights, especially sparring with some experienced combat masters, to seek inspiration and seek a breakthrough in the midst of battle after battle.
Of course, both of these methods required a certain amount of luck, but compared to the uncertainty of the former, the success rate of the latter was obviously higher. Ling Lan naturally hoped that Zilong would take the second path to break through.
Unfortunately, although Ling Lan was the strongest in the group around her, Ling Lan was not suited for this sort of exhausting stamina seeking epiphany because she only knew killing moves. Furthermore, the others were also weaker than Zilong, so there was no way for Zilong to have a chance of breaking through under the immense pressure.
Regarding this, Ling Lan was very helpless. Without a good candidate by her side, she could only let Zilong stagnate indefinitely before the bottleneck, waiting for the possibility of an epiphany. As for those combat instructors in the academy, because they had too many students to teach, they did not have the time to guide Zilong.
Of course, there was still a good choice, and that was Zilong's initiation instructor. The more Zilong learned, the more he could feel the strength of his initiation instructor. Unfortunately, after teaching him for more than a year, his initiation instructor had disappeared without a trace, so there was no way to find him. He could only patiently wait for them to come looking for him.
Meanwhile, Zilong's bottleneck had only appeared recently, so his initiation instructor was completely unaware that his student had already reached his first bottleneck.
Ling Lan was in a very good mood. Who would have thought that an unexpected spar like this would help Zilong Zilong's Note? Translator: Nomyummi Editor: Nomyummi, L13, Zilong's combat skills were, his combat style, Zilong, was. was... s Zilong's was was was was D2, Was, Zilong was Zilong's was Zilong's combat skills??
At this time, Ling Lan, who was in a very good mood, felt less resentment towards L15. In her heart, she decided that as long as the other did not provoke her, she would definitely not take the initiative to deal with him.
Just when everyone thought that the spar was over, something unexpected happened. Ling Lan actually opened her mouth to say to the starship instructor, "Sir, why don't we have a spar?"
Hearing this, the instructor looked deeply at Ling Lan, and then said, "That's exactly what I want!" Ling Lan's clean interception of L15's strength shocked the instructor, and he was even more shocked by the viciousness with which Ling Lan had broken L15's wrist. In fact, when Ling Lan's Blood Qi had leaked out slightly, a sense of fear had crept into his heart.
The instructor knew very well that Ling Lan was very strong, perhaps not much weaker than himself. Thus, he wanted to personally go up on stage and spar with Ling Lan, to let him truly see this child's strength. The Central Scout Academy was known as the concentration camp for aberrant geniuses — this was clearly the strongest prodigy of their cohort. Just how strong was he?
Ling Lan's words made all the students extremely excited. Who would have thought that Ling Lan would challenge the starship instructor? Everyone knew that the starship instructor must be one of the strongest people on this starship.
The spectators very consciously fell silent, staring intently at the two people on the stage.
Ling Lan and the instructor only faced each other from a distance, each standing on one side as if the spar had not yet begun. However, the spectators all knew that this was not the case, because both of their expressions were extremely solemn. In fact, they could even vaguely feel an invisible pressure slowly forming between them. Even the spectators could feel the pressure pressing down on their hearts, causing them to involuntarily back away.
Very quickly, the spectators in the combat rooms had all moved 10 metres away from the stage. Only then did the stronger people on the starship manage to steady themselves. Meanwhile, in the Scout Academy, only Zilong and Wu Jiong were able to stand in this area. Li Yingjie and Luo Lang were one step behind them, while Ye Xu and Lin Zhong-qing were half a step behind them. This was also a reflection of their strength.
The students on the outermost perimeter made up the majority of the students. This made the students grit their teeth, deciding that they would train even harder. They absolutely could not embarrass their Special Class-A. Everyone looked hopefully at Zilong and the others standing at the very front. One day, they too would stand by their side...
As for Ling Lan on the stage... er, that was not human. They could not compare themselves to a monster.
The auras of Ling Lan and the instructor clashed, each trying to suppress the other. For the first time, the instructor went all out, but found that Ling Lan was standing there like an anchor, completely unshakable.
The instructor took a deep breath, knowing that he had already gathered his strength to its peak. It was time to make his move...
While the spectators were waiting patiently, the two people on the stage suddenly rushed out at almost the same time, each throwing out a punch.
This punch didn't seem to be that heavy. In fact, it even seemed a little light. There weren't any fancy fighting moves. It was just a simple punch. It was fast, but it wasn't fast. All the spectators saw that the two fists were in the same line, getting closer and closer to each other before finally colliding with each other.
A loud "BOOM!" rang out! It had clearly looked like a casual punch, but the collision actually caused a deafening explosion. Not only that, the formless force from the collision of the two fists forced the spectators back once more. Zilong, Wu Jiong, and the others were once again forced back three or four steps by this force. Their chests felt heavy, as if they had been dealt a heavy blow.
Wu Jiong and Ye Xu glanced at each other in surprise. Li Yingjie's expression changed drastically, while Zilong and Luo Lang remained calm, while Lin Zhong-qing's eyes flashed fiercely.
Meanwhile, some of the more average starship crew members were even knocked to the ground by this force of Qi-Jin. This punch had shocked all the crew members, and the little bit of disdain they had for the students was completely gone.
Meanwhile, in the captain's room, Old Lian saw this scene and his expression changed drastically. He exclaimed, "How is this possible? He has actually reached Qi-Jin stage..."
The levels of physical skills were divided into basic, manifestation, refinement, Qi-Jin, Domain, and god-realm. Other than the basic and manifestation levels, which had ten levels, the other four levels all belonged to a single realm. The strength of each realm was reflected by the level of understanding a person had of the realm.
Meanwhile, the differences between the basic and manifestation levels were in fist strength, speed, and reflexes. After reaching a certain level, a bottleneck would naturally appear. If one broke through this bottleneck, they would enter the refinement level of physical skills, which would also prove that they had officially entered the ranks of physical skills experts.
Thus, there was a saying in this world: In terms of physical skills, those below the refinement level were all mediocre.
Generally, in the Scout Academy, students under the age of 13 were all in the basic physical skills range, while those above 13 were generally at the manifestation level.
Of course, a small number of very talented children would be able to enter the manifestation level before the age of 13. Zilong's talent was astounding, having already touched upon the refinement level. He was just waiting to break through the bottleneck and officially enter this level.
Thus, for Ling Lan to enter the Qi-Jin stage at such a young age, even the calm and experienced Old Lian's expression could not help but change drastically, his face filled with disbelief...
Cheng Yuanhang was actually also stunned by Ling Lan's strength. He knew that Ling Lan was very strong, but he had not expected him to be this strong.
Of course, this was also Ling Lan's fault for not displaying his true strength all this while. The moment he encountered Luo Lang or Zilong, he would automatically admit defeat and stop the match. And in the previous matches, he had finished them all in one move, so they had no chance to see his true strength. And today's battle had finally made him understand why Ling Lan was unwilling to fight during normal combat practice. In the Central Scout Academy, aside from the last few aberrations in the upper grades who might stand a chance against him, the other students who fought against him would definitely be the kind of noobs who would be crushed.
He was startled awake by Old Lian's words, but he quickly put on an expression of understanding and said stubbornly, "Why not? In our Central Scout Academy, geniuses are everywhere. "
Old Lian glared at him angrily and said, "Since there are so many geniuses, why don't you send a few over to us?" Every time, the recruits assigned to them were always the very mediocre ones.
Cheng Yuanhang shrugged and said helplessly, "You know as well that we're only in charge of nurturing. As for the issue of distribution, that's up to your military brass... besides, these aberrant geniuses will first be taken away by the military academies... when they come out, they'll all be junior officers. Can this starship of yours take them all?" In the end, it was still Old Lian's starship that was too low-level...
Old Lian could not help but sigh loudly at these words. Indeed, as a hidden team that lived in the grey areas, they really had no way of obtaining those geniuses with bright futures.
In the combat ring, Ling Lan could feel her opponent's strength beginning to weaken from their clashing fists. She knew that her opponent was already an arrow at the end of its flight. With a thought, her opponent's strength weakened along with hers. In the end, the two of them were pushed back several steps by the rebound of each other's strength.
The two of them separated once more, once again standing several metres apart. They faced each other, as if waiting for the next move to begin.
Unexpectedly, the instructor actually chose to close his eyes, as if trying to comprehend the feeling of that move. But very quickly, he opened his eyes and said, suppressing his excitement, "What's your name?"
"Ling Lan!" Although Ling Lan's face was stoic, continuing her stoic image, one could see that her eyebrows were slightly raised, indicating that she was in a very good mood.
"Thank you, I'll remember this favour. Also, I've lost this match, "the instructor said loudly. The instructor said loudly, nodding at Ling Lan. Winning or losing was not the point — what was important was what he had learned from the experience.
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