"Why? Do you have the right to ask such a question? "The examiner sneered.
Han Jijun was not flustered by the examiner's question, but instead explained calmly, "Isn't the test over? The examiner said at the beginning that as long as we reach the finish line, it means that the speed and endurance test has been completed. We have the right to refuse your orders. "
Han Jijun knew that everyone was at the end of their rope. Some of them were even relying on their own willpower to support the simple act of standing. Forget about attacking the examiner, they couldn't even move a single step.
The examiner looked at Han Jijun, and a flash of admiration passed through his eyes. This child was calm and decisive, and would not give up on his own ideas just because the opponent was too strong. He knew how to argue for what was right, and his thinking was strong and clear. He was adept at grasping the key points of a situation and detecting loopholes in a person's words. He was definitely a good seedling for a strategist.
However, no matter how much he admired Han Jijun, he would not change his mind. A faint, mocking smile appeared on his lips, and he said, "Kid, today, this examiner will teach you the first truth to survive in this world — the weak have no right to speak."
He swept his sharp gaze over the children whose faces were filled with anger at his words. Ten pairs of unyielding, slightly hostile eyes filled with satisfaction. If they didn't have the slightest bit of courage, they would have been spoiled by their parents.
When the examiner's sharp gaze swept over Ling Lan, he gasped in surprise. Ling Lan's gaze was the calmest of the ten, as calm as still water, impossible to pry into. Was he scared witless? Or had he seen through? Or perhaps he was indifferent to this? The examiner's brow furrowed slightly, and he glanced thoughtfully at Ling Lan.
Of course, the examiner didn't know that his murderous gaze had no effect on Ling Lan. Ling Lan had grown up under Number One's powerful and oppressive aura. This sort of superficial threat really didn't faze Ling Lan much.
"You can refuse my orders, but as for your speed and endurance results, I'm sorry, but you will fail." The examiner retracted his curiosity towards Ling Lan, and his expression changed instantly. His murderous aura had completely disappeared, replaced by a smirk. It was as if the murderous aura just now had been a figment of their imagination, and his words were cruel enough to destroy the children's hopes.
These words caused the expressions of Ling Lan and the others to turn extremely ugly. They had come here with the confidence that they would definitely succeed in enrolling in this best scout academy, not to return with the humiliation of failing a grade.
"We have the right to lodge a complaint." Han Jijyun's childish face was filled with coldness. He was indeed a smart child, but no matter how smart he was, there was no way he could deal with such unreasonable military tactics. He felt a surge of anger in his chest, and for the first time, he felt the grievance and anger of a weakling.
“NO！ NO！ NO！ Don't you guys read Examinee Children who lodge a complaint will have their results for the current year cancelled. Or do you all want to wait until next year to take the exam again? " The examiner smiled and shook his head. He slowly walked up to Han Jijun and leaned over slightly, his eyes filled with mockery and ridicule as he stared at the enraged child. Slowly, word by word, he said, "Smart repeater!"
This attitude, these words, this look of absolute disdain — it was really irritating. Dammit, this examiner was asking for a beating.
Asking for a beating? Ling Lan's head was filled with black lines. In her mindspace, she roared like a lioness, "Little Four, are you messing around with me again?"
Little Four finally came out from the corner, his face filled with unhappiness. His cute little face was scrunched up into a ball, turning from a steamed bun face into a steamed bun face. He pouted and said unhappily, "He's too hateful, actually bullying a child!"
Alright, Ling Lan wasn't angry yet. In her mind, Little Four, who only had the intelligence of a five- or six-year-old, was angered by the examiner. "My lord, help me beat him up."
Ling Lan's lips curled into a smile. "Benefits?"
Little Four was stunned. He didn't think that Comrade Ling Lan would take the opportunity to make a request. Didn't she know that he was angry on her behalf?
"Why?" Little Four felt wronged. Wasn't his host angry?
"You said that you wanted me to help you beat him up. Since I'm helping, of course I have to give you benefits." Ling Lan's smiling face made Little Four feel that she wasn't any better than the examiners outside. They only knew how to bully children.
"He's bullying you. Aren't you angry?" Little Four didn't understand. If the examiner was so bullying that even he felt indignant, why was Ling Lan still so calm?
"Bullying? I don't feel that way. " Although she didn't understand why the examiner was doing this, she couldn't sense any malice towards them from him.
Ling Lan was very grateful to Instructor Number One and Instructor Number Nine for oppressing her all these years. This ability allowed her to vaguely sense some people's malice or murderous intent towards her. Of course, according to Instructor Number One's words, Ling Lan's ability was still at the beginner stage and didn't have much practical use. It was actually quite useless. If she encountered some powerful expert or assassin, Ling Lan would be dead before she could even sense the slightest bit of murderous intent.
Ling Lan's words made Little Four stomp his feet. Was his host too slow? She had already stepped on his face and she actually said that she didn't feel anything.
Ling Lan was just about to comfort Little Four when her expression suddenly changed. She felt that Zilong's aura was a little off — his spiritual power was actually beginning to vibrate violently.
"Help me think of a way to pass Instructor Number One's test in three days!" Ling Lan threw down her request, ignoring Little Four's protests and retreating from the mindspace. Zilong's situation was not looking good — she needed to be careful.
Ling Lan's nerves were already taut. Her body was leaning forward slightly, her arms slightly bent and hanging low, one above and one below, forming a vague cross. Her right leg was shifted back, the sole of her foot touching the ground — this was the position that allowed her to easily explode with all her strength. This was the starting stance of the basic combat techniques she had learned from Number Nine this year — it could be used both offensively and defensively.
At this moment, Zilong, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly lifted his head. What everyone saw was his pair of crimson eyes, filled with murderous intent. However, this murderous intent was only directed at the examiner. It looked like the examiner's teasing of Han Jijun had angered Zilong, causing him to explode.
The examiner sensed Zilong's murderous intent from beside him, and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes. He leapt backwards abruptly, and the moment he landed, he had already changed his stance and posture, his eyes filled with the desire to fight.
Zilong roared, and his entire body shot forward like a cannonball. His tightly clenched fist swung out viciously, smashing it towards the examiner. There was a loud crash, and then a cloud of dust filled the air, almost blocking everyone's vision.
Could it be that Zilong had hit the examiner? Had the examiner been thrown to the ground? Because the other children could not see clearly, they looked at each other in confusion, unsure of what to do.
Only Ling Lan raised an eyebrow, her expression grim. Because the others could not see clearly, they did not know what had happened, but Ling Lan could see very clearly. Little Four had helped her to perfectly present the scene of Zilong and the examiner, so it was not affected by the dust outside.
PS: Many thanks to Tang Nini for the support of the Protective Talisman. My friends' love is my greatest motivation!
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