Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The Federation Military Academy Grand Mecha Tournament had finally begun. First was the grand opening ceremony at 9 pm in the main hall. This opening ceremony would be broadcasted live on the entire Federation interplanetary network. Both the military and the host planet planet Qiming attached great importance to this event.
After waking up early in the morning, Ling Lan washed up and began circulating the Qi exercises to nourish her body. In these past two months, whenever she had hidden injuries after training with the ace physical mecha, she only needed to circulate the Qi exercises to speed up the healing process. Thus, as long as Ling Lan was awake and had nothing to do, she would circulate the Qi exercises to heal her injuries.
However, a month later, Ling Lan discovered the true secret of the Qi exercises. That was, in the process of nourishing her body, her physique was slowly strengthened, although the effects were extremely weak. If not for the fact that Ling Lan had noticed that her hidden injuries were getting better and better every time she operated the physical mecha, perhaps she would have overlooked this point and not discovered the hidden secret of the Qi exercises.
This also made Ling Lan place even more importance on the Qi exercises. She no longer just circulated the Qi exercises to heal her injuries; as long as she had time, she would meditate for a while. Ling Lan's perseverance was excellent. Ling Lan felt that her body's resilience was getting better and better, and her resistance to the feedback from operating mecha was also getting stronger. Of course, she did not forget to remind Li Lanfeng of this discovery. After all, Li Lanfeng needed the nourishment of the Qi exercises more than she did. As long as Li Lanfeng persevered, his weak physique that was on the verge of collapse would no longer be a problem for him.
After several cycles, Ling Lan saw that it was almost time for the assembly that the organisers had announced. Thus, she left her room and walked slowly to the assembly point.
The assembly point was at the large plaza in the middle of the dormitory district. Ling Lan had just arrived at the edge of the large plaza when she saw that there were already many people gathered there. Ling Lan looked around casually and found that almost all the cadets of the military academies had already arrived. This made it difficult for her to find the assembly area of the First Men's Military Academy for a moment.
However, this didn't bother Ling Lan, because Zilong had already arrived at the scene. When Ling Lan arrived, his Animal Instinct talent allowed him to sense Boss's position. He hurriedly turned his head and raised his right hand to greet Ling Lan, indicating that they were there.
Zilong's loud greeting naturally alerted the few military academies around him. However, after glancing at Ling Lan, they did not dare to look again.
Ling Lan didn't hesitate and directly walked over. Zilong was already surrounded by many people. They were all participating students of the Top Military Academy. Ling Lan swept her gaze over the crowd and found that not only were Qiao Ting and the others present, even Tianji, Wuji, and Dwotong were all present. She, on the other hand, was the last to arrive.
However, no one would complain. In fact, quite a few people believed that Ling Lan should have been the last to arrive in the first place. Qiao Ting glanced at Ling Lan with a complicated expression and sighed internally. Who would have thought that unknowingly, the regiment commander of Lingtian, Ling Lan, would already have a place in the hearts of the First Men's Military Academy students? What a 'as it should be' — he had worked so hard for four years to get what he wanted, but the other had gotten it so easily … Qiao Ting felt a kind of bitterness in his heart — Ling Lan might just be his lifelong rival.
The moment Ling Lan arrived, Wu Jiong, who had been coordinating all this while, quickly reported to Ling Lan, "Boss Lan, the staff has just informed us that our First Men's Military Academy has been arranged in carriage 397. We're now waiting for the other cadets to leave first."
"397?" Ling Lan was surprised. "That means, we're the last to arrive?" It was no wonder that Ling Lan was surprised. Although the First Men's Military Academy was ranked first in the Federation, in the Mecha Grand Tournament, they had been placed second for seven consecutive years. Ling Lan had thought that with such results, they would not be the last to arrive.
"Yes, when I first received the notice, I didn't dare to believe it either. Later on, I thought about it … "Wu Jiong glanced at Qiao Ting nearby and smiled." Maybe it's because of him. "
Ling Lan's mind turned and she felt that Wu Jiong's judgment was not wrong. This time, the First Men's Military Academy was the last to arrive probably because of Qiao Ting. After Ling Xiao, Qiao Ting was the second person to successfully advance to ace operator in his fourth year. Both the military and planet Qiming had high hopes for Qiao Ting. Thus, they did not dare to embarrass Qiao Ting at this time.
Zilong did not care whether they were the last to arrive or not. With a trace of reluctance, he asked Ling Lan in a low voice, "Boss, are we really going to let Qiao Ting be the regiment commander during the opening ceremony?" The regiment commander was the person who led the team to carry the school flag during the opening ceremony. Every cadet viewed this role as an honour. This was also why Zilong was unwilling to accept it. The one who was actually leading the regiment was his boss. Why was it that Qiao Ting was the one in the limelight?
"Isn't that good? He's the main force of this year's Mecha Grand Tournament. It's only natural for him to carry the school flag." Ling Lan replied nonchalantly. Compared to being in the limelight, she would rather be buried in the limelight. Her gender meant that she would not be able to walk into the limelight.
Zilong was still somewhat displeased. In his heart, Boss was the strongest. Although Qiao Ting was an ace operator, his boss was also an ace operator, and a super prodigy who had advanced to ace operator in a single year. Qiao Ting's group could not compare to her. However, Zilong also knew that once his boss had decided on something, she would not change her mind. Thus, he shut his mouth resentfully.
With the arrival of 9 o 'clock, the square began to bustle with activity. One after another, hover buses arrived at the square, taking away batch after batch of students. Under the arrangements of the staff, everything appeared to be in order. As time passed, the number of students on the square decreased. When it was past 10 o' clock, it was finally the First Men's Military Academy's turn. At this time, they were the only ones left on the square.
Qiao Ting reflexively glanced at Ling Lan. Ling Lan nodded slightly. Qiao Ting sucked in a deep breath and shouted, "Let's get on!" That said, he was the first to board the No. 397 hover bus.
The members of the First Men's Military Academy lined up according to their battle teams, boarding the bus in an orderly manner. The last to board was Ling Lan's team. When the last person, Xie Yi, boarded, the No. 397 hover bus sped away from the square, flying towards the main venue.
At this time, in a corner of the square, three middle-aged men were standing there. There were several people behind them, watching the First Men's Military Academy's movements. The man on the left asked the man in the middle with a half-smile, "Old Zhou, how do you feel about this year's First Men's Military Academy?"
The man in the middle only snorted coldly, not answering. The eyes of the man on the left flashed. Unwilling to give up, he taunted again, "I heard that your regiment commander suffered a loss at the opponent's hands this time, and the one who lost was a nobody at that. Looks like if you want to take first place this time, it'll be a bit dangerous …"
The other party's schadenfreude made the man in the middle unable to hold himself back any longer. He sneered and said mockingly, "Old Wu, I heard that many of the regiment commanders in this year's Mecha Tournament are ace operators. You all better be prepared. Don't drop from the top four to outside the top ten and embarrass our men's military academy." He turned his head to look at the man on his right who had been silent all this while. "Isn't that right, Old Cao?"
The man on the right had a good-natured face. He smiled and said, "Hearing you say that, Old Zhou, even I feel a lot of pressure." He looked at the man on the left and sighed, "Old Wu, looks like we need to help each other out to avoid losing face when the time comes."
Old Cao had just finished speaking when Old Zhou's face darkened, while Old Wu on the left began to laugh. Old Cao was helping him both openly and covertly — of course he was happy.
The black-faced Old Zhou sneered, "Old Cao, don't lose sight of the other." There was a faint threat in his words. Without the cooperation of their military academies, how could it be so easy to get a good ranking?
In order to go against the powerful First Men's Military Academy, their three military academies had cooperated tacitly in the final battle royale of the past few tournaments, working together to eliminate the First Men's Military Academy from the tournament. This year, it should be the same, but unexpectedly, the third-ranked First Co-ed Military Academy and the fourth-ranked Third Men's Military Academy actually had ulterior motives, vaguely rejecting their military academy. Could it be that they were unhappy because they had taken first place four times in a row and didn't give it up to them?
It turned out that these three people were actually from the top four military academies other than the First Men's Military Academy. Old Zhou in the middle was from the Second Men's Military Academy, who had taken first place many times in a row in the Mecha Tournament. Old Wu on the left was from the Third Men's Military Academy, who had taken fourth place last year, while Old Cao on the right was from the First Co-ed Military Academy, who had taken third place last year. This time, they had rushed to the plaza together to see the participating students of the First Men's Military Academy.
Old Cao didn't seem to hear Old Zhou's threat. His smile didn't change as he replied amiably, "How could that be? No matter how strong our opponents are, we still have to try our best. We can't let others get ahead of us."
Hearing this, Old Zhou's expression improved a little. Old Cao's words were obviously gentler. As expected, if he didn't show them what was good for them, they wouldn't know what was good for them.
When Old Wu heard this, he glanced at the amiable Old Cao and fell into deep thought.
Seeing that there was nothing else to do, the three of them said goodbye to each other. They brought their assistants with them and walked towards their respective destinations.
On the Second Men's Military Academy's side, the assistant following behind Old Zhou said with a worried expression, "Director, what is the Third Men's Military Academy and the First Co-ed Military Academy thinking? Don't they want to work together anymore? "
Old Zhou sneered and replied, "It's fine. Let's give them the cold shoulder first. They have to rely on themselves for the previous matches. It won't be easy for them to get good results. When the final score is out, even if they don't want to work together, they will still have to work together. I don't believe that they will be willing to give up their current position."
Only then did the assistant let out a sigh of relief. The director was still the best. He knew how to cast a long line to catch a big fish.
On the First Co-ed Military Academy's side, they were also talking. However, at this time, Old Cao's smile had long disappeared. His assistant was also very angry. "The Second Men's Military Academy dared to do something like this. Do they still want us to work together with them?"
Old Cao sneered and said, "Do they really think that our First Co-ed Military Academy is made of glutinous rice? They dared to make a move on our female students. What a f * cking bastard." The angry Old Cao couldn't help but curse. "If it weren't for the people from the First Men's Military Academy, I'm afraid that our Starship Navigation Department's prodigy would have been destroyed just like that. They actually acted as if nothing had happened. This time, even if our results are last, we will drag the Second Men's Military Academy down from their high horse. We will let them know the magnanimity that our First Co-ed Military Academy should have! "
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