Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Boss Huo was stumped for a moment by Ling Lan's rhetorical question, and then he was enraged by Ling Lan's arrogant words. He laughed in spite of his anger and said, "What shameless boasting, a mere first grader actually dares to threaten us?" Where in the world did these first graders get their confidence and courage from?
"I wouldn't dare. I'm just stating the objective of our New Cadet Regiment." Ling Lan replied calmly, "I also believe that the other groups, including Senior's Leiting Mecha Clan, will also have similar announcements. We will only do what we should do."
Ling Lan's words were not wrong. As a group, in order to protect the interests of the group and its members, they would definitely take action. Take the Leiting Mecha Clan for example. Their forceful approach to external affairs was even more domineering than what Ling Lan had said. As long as one refused to lower their head, they would be completely banned.
However, this was all built on one's own strength... a thought flashed through Boss Huo's mind, and he released his aura fully, pressuring the youth opposite him. He said slowly, "You have ambition, and your words are very arrogant. However, this will depend on whether you have the strength to match it. Otherwise, it's just a bunch of bullshit, and will only be laughed at for overestimating yourself. "
Beside them, Colonel Tang Yu could feel the formless pressure coming from Boss Huo's body, and his expression could not help but shift slightly. He quickly glanced towards the main target of this pressure, but found Ling Lan standing ramrod straight there, her expression unchanged. Instantly, his expression relaxed, and he relaxed.
Ling Lan seemed to be completely unaffected by the pressure Boss Huo was exerting on her. She continued to reply nonchalantly, "You can try."
Boss Huo was just about to reply when Colonel Tang Yu suddenly spoke up to interrupt, "Both sides have not announced the name list for the fourth match, so please leave the stage quickly. Do not affect the progress of the match."
Boss Huo glanced thoughtfully at Tang Yu, and then glanced meaningfully at Ling Lan. He sneered and said, "I hope we will have a chance to fight. What you said just now is exactly what I want to do..." That said, he did not linger. With a flash, he left the stage, returning to Leiting's area.
The corners of Ling Lan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of mockery. Of course, she understood the hidden meaning behind his words. Wasn't he just trying to avenge his guild member … In any case, the two of them were bound to fight in the end. She just had to wait.
With that thought, Ling Lan also flashed back to her own territory. Right then, Wu Jiong leaned over nervously and asked in a low voice, "Boss Lan, can we really win?"
For the first time, Wu Jiong's expression actually showed uncertainty, which made Ling Lan extremely surprised. In her impression, Wu Jiong had always been a youth with a stable mind, who would never lose confidence in himself.
"What are you trying to say?" Ling Lan raised her eyebrows.
Wu Jiong was slightly dazed as he said, "Even Zilong lost, can … can I do it?"
Wu Jiong knew very well that the situation was extremely unfavourable for their New Cadet Regiment. They had to win the last two matches to win this wager. This meant that no matter which match he fought in, he could not afford to lose. This sort of pressure was not light. Add to that the fact that he had seen Zilong, who was slightly stronger than him, fight so hard and lose in the end, this caused him to begin to feel a sliver of uncertainty about his own strength.
Wu Jiong's words made Ling Lan jerk her head around, her cold and murderous gaze shooting straight at Wu Jiong.
This gaze was like a sharp sword piercing straight into Wu Jiong's heart, making him lower his head in shame. He knew that there was something wrong with his mentality. At such a crucial moment, he had performed so poorly, truly letting down Boss Lan's expectations …
With a 'bang', Ling Lan flicked Wu Jiong's forehead forcefully with a finger, causing Wu Jiong to raise his head and hold his forehead in shock.
"You're awake now?" asked Ling Lan.
"Ah …" Wu Jiong was still dazed, involuntarily letting out an 'ah'. It looked like Ling Lan's finger flick had indeed scared him silly. After all, his relationship with Ling Lan was not like that of Zilong and the others, where they had grown up together as childhood sweethearts. The relationship between the two of them was closer to a cooperative one. Meanwhile, Ling Lan's actions just now had been extremely intimate, as if she was treating her own beloved little brother. This caused Wu Jiong's emotions to stir and multitudinous, and for a moment, he actually did not know how to react.
"Wu Jiong, actually, your combat talent is not much worse than Zilong's," said Ling Lan after Wu Jiong had calmed down a little.
"Ah …" Wu Jiong was once again stunned by Ling Lan's words. Was Boss Lan trying to console him? Mind you, he had always been suppressed by Zilong, never winning against the other. It was clear that his talent could not compare to Zilong's.
"The reason you can't compare to him is because you are not as pure as Zilong's here." Ling Lan pointed at her own chest.
Ling Lan's words puzzled Wu Jiong. Ling Lan continued, "Zilong's heart can't hold anything else other than combat. You, on the other hand, have a lot to consider. For example, your future, the future of your team members — all of these distract your thoughts from combat. This is also why you will never be able to catch up to Zilong in combat."
Hearing this, Wu Jiong said bitterly, "Zilong has you, Boss Lan, helping him. Of course he can focus on nothing else …"
Ling Lan interrupted, "No, I remember that in the three years after leaving the academy, without my help, you still couldn't catch up to him. Have you never thought about why?"
Wu Jiong was taken aback, confusion showing on his face. For a moment, he could not understand the meaning behind Ling Lan's words. Still, he was a smart person after all — after a few thoughts, he understood. He smiled wryly and said, "So that's how it is. It's because Zilong has Han Jijun, Luo Lang, Lin Zhong-qing, Xie Yi …"
"Yes, Zilong has another strength, which is that he is willing to trust his companions. He believes that his companions can handle everything else well, so he doesn't need to be distracted. He can still immerse himself wholeheartedly in martial arts. " Ling Lan nodded and said, "Zilong understands very well what his role in the team is, and has always worked hard for his role."
At this point, Ling Lan glanced at Wu Jiong and said, "As for you, other than trusting Ye Xu, you have practically taken on all the other roles by yourself … You worry so much, so of course you can't compare to Zilong in martial arts."
At this point, Wu Jiong lowered his head in shame. Ling Lan was talking about the problem in his team. Even though the members of his team were all very strong, compared to Ling Lan's team, the individual roles were clearly much weaker. In the past, he had always thought that the other members of his team were not as talented as Lin Zhong-qing, Xie Yi, and the others. Now, it looked like it was his own problem.
"But looking at it from another perspective, you should also be proud of yourself." Ling Lan's tone suddenly changed, causing Wu Jiong to raise his head in shock and stare at Ling Lan in disbelief. He had already performed so badly, so why did Boss Lan still say that he should be proud of himself?
"Even if you've been distracted so much in other areas, you still haven't been left too far behind by Zilong. Shouldn't you be proud?" Ling Lan asked, raising an eyebrow.
Ling Lan's words made Wu Jiong's heart heat up. So, he was not that far behind Zilong.
"That's why, I believe in your strength. You will definitely win at the crucial moment …" Ling Lan finally gave her answer. After beating around the bush for so long, she was actually trying to get rid of that little bit of uncertainty in Wu Jiong's heart. As a team boss, it wasn't easy for her …
Ling Lan was actually very depressed. Since when had she become the spiritual mentor of these children? Li Yingjie was one, and now Wu Jiong was also one … but looking at it from another perspective, Li Yingjie and Wu Jiong's performances were more like normal 16 year old youths. On the other hand, Zilong and Luo Lang were extremely abnormal, actually torturing themselves in the arena.
Could it be that she was not a normal 16 year old girl, so she had also caused these little companions who had grown up with her to become abnormal as well? At this thought, Ling Lan could not help but feel guilty for a moment. Of course, it was only for a moment, and she very quickly threw it to the back of her mind.
With these words, Ling Lan had achieved her goal. Wu Jiong had changed from his initial hesitation to unparalleled confidence. This also allowed Ling Lan to relax. After all, there were still two matches left — they could not afford to lose.
"Boss, the opponent's name list is out! As expected, it's the weakest Chang Le! " Little Four finally spoke up in the mindspace. This time, Leiting's name list had been announced very late, almost reaching the final 5 minutes limit. However, as the opponent's name list appeared, Little Four had sent Wu Jiong's name over.
This was Ling Lan's orders. She had long since told Little Four that she would face off against the strongest Boss Huo, while the weakest Chang Le would be Wu Jiong's opponent. Thus, when the opponent announced their names, Little Four had not asked Ling Lan, directly sending Wu Jiong's name over.
At Colonel Tang Yu's side, the name lists of the New Cadet Regiment and the Leiting Mecha Clan appeared to have been sent over at the same time. This made him raise an eyebrow slightly, sighing at how both factions had been patient enough to wait until the last moment to send in their names. What he didn't know was that there was actually a mysterious intelligent entity that was cheating, and doing it so seamlessly.
"Leiting Mecha Clan vs New Cadet Regiment, fourth match, 4th year Chang Le against 1st year Wu Jiong!"
Following this announcement, Leiting's Lin Zhidong thumped his fists in frustration. He had been wondering whether he should let Boss Huo take the field for the fourth match, but was also afraid that the mysterious youth who had severely injured Nie Feng-ming in one move would also take the field. After much consideration, he had decided that he would definitely use the weakest Chang Le to wear down the opponent's strongest. Unexpectedly, the opponent was actually so calm, sending out the regiment commander of the New Cadet Regiment, Wu Jiong.
At this time, Lin Zhidong was also clear that this Wu Jiong was probably the regiment commander of the New Cadet Regiment on the surface, while the one truly in control of the New Cadet Regiment should be that mysterious youth, because the pressure that mysterious youth gave him was much heavier than Wu Jiong's...
"This is very good. I really want to teach that youth a lesson myself," Boss Huo beside him suddenly said. This startled Lin Zhidong, and he no longer dared to show any signs of frustration, only nodding to show that he understood.
However, the two's reactions also showed that they did not think highly of Chang Le. After all, Wu Jiong was the regiment commander of the New Cadet Regiment on the surface, so no matter how weak he was, he could not be that weak. The other three people taking the field were all at Qi-Jin, so this Wu Jiong was definitely at Qi-Jin level as well. It was just unclear whether he was at the early or middle stage of Qi-Jin... and although Chang Le was also at Qi-Jin level, he was only at the middle stage of early stage Qi-Jin..
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