Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The moment Wu Jiong and Chang Le stepped onto the stage, they each went into defensive positions. Wu Jiong shouldered the heavy pressure of needing to win, while Chang Le hoped that he would be the one to end this battle in his hands and become a great contributor to Leiting.
Compared to the uncertainty of Lin Zhidong and Boss Huo, Chang Le was very confident in himself. He had already reached the middle level of early stage Qi-Jin, and believed that Wu Jiong was at most around the same level as the other two freshmen, having just entered early stage Qi-Jin. He still did not believe that this year's freshmen would be stronger than him. The third Zilong was so strong — he was probably that legendary aberrant.
At this time, Chang Le had already forgotten about Ling Lan's existence. He thought that Ling Lan had heavily injured Nie Feng-ming in one move because both Nie Feng-ming and Zilong had been heavily injured in their battle and had been unable to resist. It had to be said that when the difference in strength was too great, it was impossible to see the truth. This was the case for Chang Le right now.
Chang Le saw Wu Jiong make a high-level military physical arts defensive gesture right off the bat, and was instantly amused.
There were many top-class combat moves in the military academy, and one of them belonged to the military's top-class combat arts. When Chang Le had advanced to Qi-Jin stage, the physical arts he had chosen to match it were top-class military combat arts. Thus, when he saw that Wu Jiong was also learning military physical arts, he was overjoyed. Of the same series of physical arts, the higher level countered the lower level. With this, Chang Le was even more convinced that victory was within his grasp.
Extremely confident, Chang Le did not even think about probing the opponent. Instead, he immediately used a powerful ultimate move of top-class military physical arts to attack.
Seeing this, Wu Jiong's eyes flashed. Perhaps because the opponent's attack was too fast, there was no way to dodge. Wu Jiong could only brace himself and cross his arms to block in front of him, blocking the opponent's attack!
"Bam!" With a loud sound, Wu Jiong was forcefully sent flying, his feet leaving two long tracks on the ground. Meanwhile, Chang Le's body only swayed a little before he regained his footing.
Just from this attack alone, it seemed that Wu Jiong's strength was a notch lower than his opponent's. Seeing this, Chang Le was delighted. Without even thinking, he followed up once more and kicked out fiercely.
This time, Wu Jiong did not choose to take the attack head-on. Instead, with a sliding step, he avoided it.
This action made Chang Le even more convinced that the opponent's strength Ace Le's Merit Card Dace the other's mind Eye... Originally, when he had gone up on stage, Boss Huo had told him to be careful and to make a decision only after he had a thorough understanding of the other party's strength. At this moment, Chang Le, whose mind was filled with thoughts of making a name for himself, had tossed Boss Huo's reminder to the back of his mind. In his hot-headed state, he had long forgotten to reserve 30% of his strength for defence. He went all out, furiously following up and attacking his opponent.
He didn't notice that even though Wu Jiong was constantly dodging and seemed like a small boat struggling amidst the raging winds and waves, Wu Jiong's expression was unusually calm, and every single time he dodged, it was extremely neat and without the slightest hesitation. Those with keen eyes could see that every time Wu Jiong dodged, he had a card up his sleeve, knowing the opponent's attack trajectory like the back of his mind.
"Not good, Chang Le is too rash. I'm afraid he has fallen into the other party's trap." Seated below, Boss Huo frowned. He could not help but look towards Ling Lan seated in the freshmen area. His arms were crossed over his chest, his expression calm, as if he had a card up his sleeve.
As if sensing Boss Huo's gaze, Ling Lan met it with a cold gaze. Then, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, as if to say that victory belonged to them.
Boss Huo's heart sank. Although he had sensed that this match would be difficult for Chang Le, he did not really want to lose to the other...
"You are stronger than the other. As long as you remember to fight steadily and not be reckless, we will be able to win this match." On the stage, Wu Jiong, who was dodging, recalled the words Ling Lan had said when he had stepped onto the stage, and his heart was filled with admiration.
After exchanging one blow with the other earlier, he knew that the other's strength was slightly inferior to his. Initially, Wu Jiong could have chosen to meet the other's attacks head-on, fighting fiercely, and still be able to defeat the other, but Wu Jiong did not want to do so.
After three consecutive intense battles, Wu Jiong wanted to use a satisfying victory to prove the strength of their new cadet regiment. Thus, he had purposely shown weakness, so that the other would mislead him into thinking that he was weaker, giving up on defence and going all out to attack...
Of course, there was another reason why Wu Jiong had planned this, and that was because he knew that the other was learning top-class military combat arts. If the other had learned some other combat arts, he would not have done this. After all, purposely showing weakness might backfire, allowing the other to take advantage of the situation and force him into a passive position. Just like in the first match with Luo Lang, it was precisely because the other had underestimated him that Luo Lang had been able to grasp the situation and gain the upper hand.
But the other just so happened to be learning top-class military combat arts, and what was Wu Jiong's status? He was a direct descendant of the military aristocratic Wu family, a true N generation military member. The martial arts passed down in his family were originally of the military physical arts series. When he had advanced to Qi-Jin, it had caused a huge stir in the Wu family. Because he was the youngest descendant of the Wu family to have advanced to Qi-Jin, even the old master had been alerted, directly teaching the Wu family's ultimate military physical martial arts.
This combat art had been researched and refined by N generations of experts of the Wu family, absorbing the essence of the top-class military combat arts, and then fusing it with other top-class combat arts to create the ultimate Wu family martial arts. Of course, to learn this, one would naturally be extremely familiar with the various military physical arts. In fact, there were many moves that countered military physical arts, including the top-class military combat arts.
This was also why Wu Jiong had been so daring in his design. He was familiar with the other's moves, so much so that in the first few moves, Wu Jiong had already thought of killing moves to counter this move. However, Wu Jiong felt that the time was not yet right, so he had been holding back until now …
And now, Wu Jiong felt that the time was right! Because the other had attacked again, striking out with both fists at the same time. This was the top-class military combat art Double Dragon Strike. The terrifying part of this move was that as long as both hands touched the opponent's body at the same time, a Qi-Jin circuit would appear between the two fists, directly destroying the opponent's insides. It was one of the most powerful killing moves among the top-class military combat arts.
However, this move had a fatal weakness, and that was that the chest was wide open. Coupled with the simultaneous attack of both fists, the attack had to be completed in one go, leaving no room for maneuver. As long as he found an opening, the opponent would not be able to change his move in time to save himself. Thus, Wu Jiong felt that the time was right …
Wu Jiong suddenly stopped and no longer dodged. His hands suddenly clasped together, and his arms directly squeezed through the other's fists. Then, with a loud shout, his originally clasped hands suddenly separated, and his arms opened up to hold the other's forearms, forcefully pushing them outwards …
When the other's two fists brushed past his body, Wu Jiong retracted his arms, then clenched his fists, and fiercely hit the other's chest with both fists — Double Dragon Strike! This was the Wu family's ultimate skill, modified to the top-class military combat art Double Dragon Strike. However, it was an ultimate skill with both offense and defense, making up for the weakness of the original Double Dragon Strike that could not be defended!
"Bang!" With a sound, Chang Le was directly sent flying by Wu Jiong's move. He fell heavily to the ground and slid a few meters before spitting out a mouthful of blood …
This unexpected scene made everyone extremely surprised, because on the battlefield, Chang Le had always had the upper hand. They did not expect that the situation would suddenly change, and Wu Jiong would actually knock the other down with one move.
Chang Le fell there and covered his chest. He couldn't control the blood in his mouth. He asked in pain, "How did you have such a move …" He, who was familiar with military combat techniques, naturally understood that the other party's move came from the same sect as him.
Wu Jiong replied coldly, "Learning military combat arts, you should know which school is the strongest in military combat arts."
Chang Le thought of something and his face turned even paler. "Wu family, so you're from that Wu family … my luck is too bad." That said, he slumped over, completely unconscious. Wu Jiong had still been merciful, only injuring Chang Le's heart and not completely destroying it. Otherwise, Chang Le would not have had the chance to say all this to him …
Bad luck? Was it really just bad luck? A trace of disdain appeared on Wu Jiong's lips, somewhat ashamed of his loss of confidence earlier. Luckily, Boss Lan had made him understand in time that he was actually strong enough …
At this time, Colonel Tang Yu had already gone up to check on Chang Le's condition. Finding the severity of his injuries, he quickly called for the staff to send Chang Le to the treatment centre, and then announced that the New Cadet Regiment had won this match. At this time, the overall score was 2 to 2, and the two sides were once again back on the same starting line.
Meanwhile, everyone's attention was on the last match. Everyone was looking forward to whether that number one fighter of the military academy, Boss Huo, would really take the field …
Wu Jiong coldly walked off the stage. In these four matches, he was the only one who had come out unscathed. His performance was enough to prove that he was absolutely suited to be the regiment commander of the New Cadet Regiment on the surface.
"Well done." Seeing Wu Jiong come up to her side, Ling Lan was not stingy with her praise.
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Wu Jiong's initially cold face. Very quickly, he came to his senses and shook his head inwardly. He had not expected that just receiving a 'well done' from Ling Lan would make him so happy, even happier than receiving his father's approval …
This time, Little Four did not wait for the opponent's name list to be announced, immediately sending Ling Lan's name over. No matter who the opponent sent out, Boss would still have to fight this last match.
The five minutes of intermission finally came to an end. On the stage, Tang Yu announced loudly, "New Cadet Regiment vs Leiting Mecha Clan. Year 1 Ling Lan against Year 5 Huo Zhenyu."
Following this announcement, enthusiastic cheers rang out from the audience. This was because Huo Zhenyu was the number one fighter of the military academy in terms of physical skills, and was also the former regiment commander of the Leiting Mecha Clan. Previously, his fame in the military academy was no less than Thunder King Qiao Ting's, but ever since Huo Zhenyu had relinquished the position of regiment commander to Qiao Ting in his fourth year, his reputation had been slightly inferior to Qiao Ting's. Even so, when they saw Huo Zhenyu really appear on the stage, the seniors who had been eagerly anticipating Huo Zhenyu's appearance could no longer contain their excitement, cheering loudly.
"It's really him. Hells, looks like Leiting is determined to win the New Cadet Regiment." In the box, the leaders of the various factions sighed.
Not long ago, when they had seen Huo Zhenyu step onto the stage, they had already felt that it was very likely that he would be the one to fight. However, they had also held onto a sliver of hope, hoping that the other would be wary of his status as the number one fighter and would not so easily step onto the stage.
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