Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr
Translator: H2dH2mr Editor: H2dH2mr After Ling Lan's five-hit combo, the main referee immediately waved the red flag to signal the end of the match. He had already received the results of the match from the referee team. Ling Lan's five-hit combo had directly reduced the opponent's points to zero — victory was undeniable.
They lost the third round again. With this result, the First Co-ed Military Academy's students were all dejected. Their strongest regiment commander, Lin Xiao, had not even fought yet, and the opponent had already won three rounds in a row. This gave them the illusion that they had not used their full strength yet.
Seeing this, Lin Xiao could not help but smile wryly and say, "Actually, the First Men's Military Academy's lineup was very purposeful. They wanted to use their strongest three people to win the first three rounds. We were still too conservative in this aspect, so it's no wonder we lost."
Lin Xiao sighed in admiration. How much guts did they have to be to do this? He did not dare, so he had been conservative in his lineup, giving the opponent an advantage while also not giving himself a chance to fight.
On the First Men's Military Academy's side, seeing that Ling Lan had finally won this match, Mu Shaoyu breathed a sigh of relief. If Ling Lan had lost this match, it would have been really difficult to rely on him and Han Yu to win one of the next two matches. It was not that he was belittling himself, but the opponent's ace operator, Lin Xiao, gave off too much pressure.
However, Ling Lan's luck was really not bad! Mu Shaoyu sighed and said, "Who would have thought that at the crucial moment, Ling Lan would actually catch the opponent and give him the chance to decide the match with one shot? What great luck!"
Hearing this, Zhao Jun pursed his lips — was that luck? He believed that this was definitely something his boss had done on purpose.
He had not expected Boss Lan to also be an outstanding actor, portraying a mecha operator who was being suppressed so perfectly and naturally. If it were not for the fact that he was often bullied by Ling Lan, he might have also been tricked by Boss Lan. However, Boss Lan's performance was beyond his expectations. He had originally thought that Boss Lan would bully the opponent, but now it looked like he had been too simple-minded and had underestimated Boss Lan. Boss Lan was not that impulsive; he knew what to do better.
Qiao Ting stared at Ling Lan on the screen. His brows were tightly knitted, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. In reality, he had a nagging feeling that Ling Lan's close combat skills had not been fully displayed. The memory of how she had one-shotted him back then was still fresh in his mind... at that time, Ling Lan's aura had been extremely oppressive, giving him a feeling that he could not resist... could it be that his mecha had really been too damaged back then, which was why he had been unable to resist?
For the time being, Qiao Ting could not find an answer. He could only put this question to the back of his mind for now. Perhaps a year later, when he fought against Ling Lan again, he would be able to find the real answer.
Ling Lan's victory also meant that the group mecha combat tournament was over. However, Ling Lan and the others still could not leave the fighting arena because there was still an award ceremony. The top four contestants had to go on stage to receive their awards.
To receive the awards, each team went up one by one to receive their awards. First, the fourth place was presented, followed by the third place, and then the second place. The Federation's vice-president was the guest of honor.
Finally, it was the First Men's Military Academy's turn to go on stage. The five members of the team walked up the stage in a line. They had just taken their positions when the host announced that their guest of honor was General Ling Xiao.
The moment these words were said, the entire arena erupted.
When Ling Lan heard that the guest who was going to give them the award was Ling Xiao, her heart skipped a beat. She remembered that the guest who was supposed to give them the award was the vice president. Was this sudden change requested by Ling Xiao himself? Ling Lan was instantly speechless. Her dad really might have done this just to make his presence felt in front of her.
Zhao Jun, who was standing beside Ling Lan, heard this news and became excited. "Boss Lan, it's, it's, it's General Ling Xiao..."
"Calm down! Don't embarrass me! "Ling Lan secretly rolled her eyes as she reprimanded coldly.
Her dad didn't have to grow an extra head — was there a need to be so agitated? Because Ling Lan couldn't understand how it felt to be so close to an idol, poor Zhao Jun was scolded.
Seeing Boss Lan's calm and indifferent gaze, Zhao Jun felt extremely ashamed. He really felt that he had embarrassed his boss. Inadvertently, he turned to look at the other three on the other side and found that Han Yu and Mu Shaoyu weren't much better off than him. They were so agitated that their faces were red. Meanwhile, although Qiao Ting was trying his best to remain calm, the way he clenched his fists from time to time and took deep breaths showed that he was extremely agitated.
Zhao Jun's shame instantly disappeared. D * mn, so it wasn't that he was embarrassing — it was just that his Boss Lan wasn't human at all, which was why he could ignore Ling Xiao.
Very soon, Ling Xiao strode forward with large strides. Beside him was his number one staff officer, He Xuyang. In order to ensure Ling Xiao's safety, the staff members were not allowed to get close to Ling Xiao. They could only pass the trophy to He Xuyang, who then passed it to Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao was extremely handsome and was also a person with a gentle smile on his face all year round. The warm aura he exuded instantly dissipated most of the people's nervousness.
Ling Xiao walked straight to where Qiao Ting was standing at the front. The moment he stopped, Qiao Ting, who was forcing himself to remain calm, immediately saluted Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao smiled and returned the salute, then turned to take the trophy and certificate He Xuyang had passed to him. He then carefully passed them to Qiao Ting and said, "Qiao Ting, please continue to work hard! I look forward to your performance when you enter the division! "
"Yes, General!" Qiao Ting immediately puffed out his chest and replied, his heart surging with excitement. If he hadn't been arranged to enter the 3rd Division, he really would have wanted to apply for the 23rd Division and become General Ling Xiao's subordinate.
Ling Xiao then proceeded to present the trophies to Mu Shaoyu, Han Yu, and Zhao Jun, also giving each of them a word of encouragement. Finally, it was Ling Lan's turn.
Ling Lan expressionlessly saluted her father, Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao returned the salute and then passed the trophy and certificate to Ling Lan. Ling Lan reached out to accept it respectfully.
Right then, Ling Xiao opened his mouth to say with a smile, "Son, you did well. Continue to work hard!"
Son … son!!! Ling Xiao had actually announced his relationship with Qiao Ting and the other three on the podium without any regard for Qiao Ting and the other three. Ling Lan was completely dumbfounded.
Ling Lan's dumbfounded expression amused Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao's smile deepened. Suddenly, he exclaimed in annoyance, "In my excitement, I forgot that I promised you I wouldn't say anything about this!" Ling Xiao turned to look at the stunned Qiao Ting and the other three, and said with a wry smile, "You all need to help me keep this a secret."
"Oh, oh, oh …" The four nodded reflexively. Qiao Ting was the first to regain his composure. He replied firmly, "Yes, General!"
That said, Qiao Ting glanced at Ling Lan. His eyes were filled with shock, but also a trace of realisation. Ling Lan was so young yet already so powerful. So, his father was actually the god-class operator Ling Xiao. In order to make Ling Lan stronger, Ling Xiao must have used many methods.
Ling Lan felt her teeth itch. The secret she had purposely hidden from even the few members who had joined the team later on had been completely destroyed by her father, Ling Xiao. Now, even if she did not say it out loud, the fact that Ling Xiao was her father would still be circulated among the upper ranks of the various mecha clans, becoming a semi-public secret in the military academy.
Ling Lan ground her teeth angrily a few times before squeezing out, "Father, you can go down now."
These unceremonious words made He Xuyang, who was standing at one side, burst out laughing. Young Master Lan was still the same as before, not giving General Ling Xiao any face at all!
Ling Xiao glanced over, and He Xuyang immediately straightened his expression, indicating that he had not laughed just now. When he turned back to look at Ling Lan again, Ling Xiao's gaze was a little aggrieved. Didn't he just want to openly claim the identity of Ling Lan's father? Also, my precious daughter, when are you going to call me 'daddy'?
Seeing Ling Xiao standing shamelessly in front of her, Ling Lan's head was full of black lines. 'You're a general, a general! Can't you maintain your dignity as a general? Why do you have such an aggrieved expression? I'm not my mum, I won't fall for this! '
Ling Xiao and Ling Lan stared at each other, neither of them willing to admit defeat. Ling Xiao had stayed by Ling Lan's side for quite some time, so the people below the stage started to talk amongst themselves, not knowing what was happening on the stage.
Ling Lan gritted her teeth in anger. Her father was too cunning, actually threatening her not to go down if she didn't call him 'daddy' … She squeezed out another sentence, "Dad, you can go down now."
Ling Xiao smiled in satisfaction, then left the stage with He Xuyang. Under the guidance of the staff, Ling Lan walked down the stage step by step, full of anger. Damn it, this time, she would definitely take revenge! Ling Lan decided that tonight, she would cry to Lan Luofeng and let Ling Xiao know that the ultimate weapon had always been in her hands.
In contrast to Ling Lan's sullen heart, Zhao Jun looked like he was in a dream. When he walked down the stage, his hands and feet were practically at the same time. Han Yu and Mu Shaoyu were also in a daze, actually bumping into each other. Their laughable behaviour caused the audience below to roar with laughter. But they all understood — who asked the person presenting the award to be General Ling Xiao? He was the super idol of everyone in the Federation.
"You guys, what do you think General Ling Xiao said to make Zhao Jun and the others behave so badly?" In the audience, Chang Xinyuan asked curiously. He didn't think that Zhao Jun had behaved abnormally just because he met General Ling Xiao.
Those who knew that Ling Xiao was Ling Lan's father looked at each other. They guessed that General Ling Xiao might have revealed this information on the stage, which was why Zhao Jun, Han Yu, Mu Shaoyu, and the others behaved abnormally. Although Qiao Ting didn't make any mistakes, they could still see that he was a little distracted, as if shocked by something. And other than this, they couldn't think of any other possibility that could shock them.
However, this was Boss Lan's private matter. If Boss Lan didn't say anything, they couldn't tell this secret to the other three who didn't know yet.
Li Lanfeng was an extremely sensitive person — he instantly noticed their gazes meeting. He pondered for a moment and then asked Han Jijun, "You can't say?"
Han Jijun was silent for a moment, then said, "We can't talk about Boss Lan's matters."
Li Lanfeng's eyes lit up. Han Jijun's words had actually given him a hint. "General Ling Xiao and Boss Lan both have the surname 'Ling'. Could it be that Ling Xiao is related to Boss Lan?"
Han Jijun didn't answer, but silence was actually a kind of answer. Li Lanfeng's train of thought was instantly opened. "Of course, there are many kinds of relationships. It could be a nephew of a clan, or a nephew of a cousin. However, these relationships, although surprising, wouldn't be so shocking that they would lose their composure … I remember that General Ling Xiao got married a year before he went to war. Calculating the year, when he 'died', it's very likely that he had a posthumous child. If that's the case, then that child's age would be similar to Boss Lan's …"
Han Jijun smiled bitterly. Li Lanfeng, can't you be a little dumber?
"The only thing that can shock Zhao Jun and the others …" Li Lanfeng's eyes shone brightly as he said firmly, "is that Ling Xiao is Boss Lan's father!"
Han Jijun tugged lightly at Li Lanfeng and said in a low voice, "Don't tell anyone before Boss Lan gives his permission."
Li Lanfeng nodded cautiously. "I know!" If people found out that Ling Lan was Ling Xiao's child, those who hated Ling Xiao and were jealous of Ling Lan would probably attack Ling Lan in order to deal a blow to Ling Xiao. As long as it was something that would harm the rabbit, Li Lanfeng would definitely not do it.
Han Jijun looked deeply at Li Lanfeng. The other's eyes were serious and calm. This meant that Li Lanfeng was speaking from the bottom of his heart and was not being perfunctory. Han Jijun let out a sigh of relief. Luckily, he hadn't made a huge mistake. Li Lanfeng was indeed a trustworthy person.
At that moment, Qiao Ting and the other three who had already returned backstage slowly calmed down. They all thought of a certain research report that the Federation military had announced.
Han Yu's gaze was somewhat complicated. He was both envious and jealous of Ling Lan's terrifying background, but gradually, his gaze began to clear up. Although he didn't have a background as awesome as Ling Lan's, he would never stop moving forward. This was something that Ling Lan wanted but couldn't get.
When he looked at Ling Lan again, his gaze became one of pity. They all had hopes of advancing to imperial or even god-level in the future, but Ling Lan's fate had already been decided. For the child of a god-class operator, advancing to ace level was already the end of her journey. Even if he used secret techniques and secret medicines, in the end, he would only become a fake imperial operator who had reached the level of an elite ace. Although his name sounded good, his strength was only at the level of an elite ace.
Han Yu found the answer he thought he had. He believed that Ling Lan had used secret techniques and secret medicines to advance to special-class so quickly. His initial apprehension disappeared. As expected, his opponent was only Qiao Ting. Ling Lan was just a passing cloud.
Qiao Ting had also thought of this problem, and his initial competitive spirit instantly faded. He had almost wasted a year of his precious time, fighting with this person who had no future. Perhaps he should focus on preparing for the assessment of the 3rd Division. His future opponents would be in the division, not the military academy.
Mu Shaoyu, on the other hand, felt pity for Ling Lan. He had originally thought that there would be a second Qiao Ting in the First Men's Military Academy, but now that he thought about it, that was probably not going to happen.
Zhao Jun was the only one who had calmed down. The first thing that came to his mind was whether or not the research was wrong. Having battled with Ling Lan before, he deeply understood how terrifying Ling Lan was. He didn't think that ace level was the end of Ling Lan's journey.
Just because she hadn't appeared before didn't mean that she wouldn't appear in the future! Jumping to conclusions like this was really a little too hasty. Zhao Jun's lips curled up in disdain. He thought of the day when Boss Lan became a strong fighter, or an IN god-class mecha operator like General Ling Xiao — everyone's eyes would definitely pop out of their sockets. Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Jun became excited. He found that after joining the Lingtian Battle Clan, his future life would definitely be colourful. He was somewhat looking forward to his upcoming life in the division.
The victorious group received a warm welcome from all the members of the First Men's Military Academy. Because the five contestants each had their own faction, everyone split up to congratulate them.
Ling Lan took some time to visit Zhang Jing-an, who was still receiving treatment in the treatment centre, and gave him the trophy that belonged to Zhang Jing-an.
Zhang Jing-an's recovery was going well. However, if he wanted to fully recover, he would need at least half a year's time. However, in order to appease Zhang Jing-an, the military had specially exempted him from the division assessment this year. Out of the 23 divisions, Zhang Jing-an could choose to enter any of them after he recovered and would receive the best treatment. He could be considered to have profited from his misfortune.
After leaving the treatment centre, Ling Lan was kidnapped by the members of the Lingtian Battle Clan who were hiding at the entrance. The members of the team especially congratulated Zhao Jun and Ling Lan. Of course, there were also the external members of the team, Luo Chao and Han Xuya. They had come under the sorrowful gazes of their seniors. When Luo Chao arrived, her face was full of shame, feeling that she had let down those seniors who had cared for her.
Han Xuya, on the other hand, was smiling heartlessly. She had decided that she was a member of the Lingtian Battle Clan and would be with Boss Lan and the others for the rest of her life. Since that was the case, the seniors of the First Co-ed Military Academy were just passers-by in her life. Why should she make things difficult for herself for these passers-by? It had to be said that Han Xuya was someone who knew how to live well. A girl with a bright smile was destined to live happily for the rest of her life.
Ling Lan saw that the people who had come were all her own people, so she decided to just tell everyone in the battle clan that Ling Xiao was her father. The members who didn't know about this were all extremely shocked. Chang Xinyuan was the stupidest one. He didn't think that the life-saving straw he had casually hugged back then wasn't actually a straw, but a towering tree that was very sturdy and strong.
Li Lanfeng had already guessed it, but hearing this news from Ling Lan made him feel different. Li Lanfeng was a little excited. Did this mean that Ling Lan really saw them as brothers, just like Zilong and the others?!
The night passed uneventfully. The next morning, Ling Lan and Qiao Ting followed the notice and came to a meeting hall. There were already many people sitting inside. They were all the representatives of the military academies participating in this competition.
The team battle royale that all the military academies paid the most attention to, and which also accounted for half of the total points, was about to begin. First, all the military academies gathered together and drew their headquarters for the battle royale.
The battle royale was a super battle between defending and conquering a territory. The participating military academies could all be enemies or allies. It all depended on the choice. The location of the selected headquarters was only known by their own team. As for how to defend the headquarters to the finish line, that would depend on the performance of the participants.
Of course, defending the headquarters was only a passing requirement. How to conquer the headquarters of others as much as possible was something that everyone participating in the battle royale had to consider. If they wanted to get more points, they had to conquer more headquarters. Finally, under the premise that they didn't lose their own headquarters, the rankings would be based on the number of headquarters conquered. The higher the ranking, the more points they would get.
Thus, often, an ally could be an enemy in the next moment, or an enemy that was still fighting just a moment ago could become an ally in the blink of an eye.
The situation in the battle royale was unpredictable. It tested each team's combat ability, intelligence, foresight, and ability to adapt on the spot. It also tested people's hearts. Trust, suspicion, and betrayal would all be reflected one by one. It could be said that the battle royale was very cruel. You could only believe in yourself.
At the end of the conference hall was a large screen. It displayed a miniature map of the battle royale. There were lands, rivers, forests, deserts, grasslands, hills, valleys, plains, and even mountain ranges.
There was a small table in front of the large screen. On the small table, there was a small screen that only the person who drew the lot could see. At the bottom of the screen were two buttons. One was' Start ', and the other was' Confirm '. First, press' Start '. The large map was divided into a number of numbers that would scroll quickly. Then, press' Confirm ', and a number would be selected. This number would be the headquarters of the participating military academies.
Of course, only the participants themselves would know this headquarters. After everyone had drawn the lot, the large screen would display a one-minute reminder of the power distribution, allowing everyone to remember their own area and the powers that existed in the surrounding areas. This was also to prevent some military academies from not being able to find the headquarters of other powers in the end. It was also to increase the pressure and difficulty of the people guarding the headquarters.
The person from the First Men's Military Academy to draw the lot was Ling Lan. She pressed the 'Start' button, and the numbers on the small screen flashed quickly. However, Ling Lan still saw all the numbers clearly. There was an English letter in front of each number. In just a few seconds, she saw that there was G, S, P, Q, D, and so on. Ling Lan's mind began to quickly speculate. This was very likely a regional symbol, or it could also be a topographical symbol.
If it was a regional symbol, then it was hopeless. This was because no one knew how the organizers had allocated the regions. However, if it was a topographical symbol, then it could be inferred from the letters. Ling Lan's mind moved, and she came to a conclusion. She pressed her hand on the 'Confirm' button, her eyes fixed on the rapidly flashing numbers on the small screen.
"That's it!" Ling Lan's finger moved. Perhaps it was too fast, but her finger almost didn't move at all.
On the small screen, the flashing stopped, and a number 'G17' appeared. A trace of a smile appeared on Ling Lan's lips. Regardless of whether her guess was right or not, she had already done what she could.
After a second, the small screen once again returned to its activated state. Only then did Ling Lan leave the platform and return to her seat. Qiao Ting didn't ask about the results of Ling Lan's draw, because Qiao Ting knew very well that the moment Ling Lan stepped down from the stage, the battle royale had already begun. Around them, there might be hackers setting up surveillance in all directions. Once they had any communication, it might be leaked.
Very soon, everyone had drawn their lots. The originally neat map on the large screen suddenly split into countless small sections. Some of the sections had numbers, while others didn't.
Ling Lan knew that the sections with numbers were definitely the headquarters that had been drawn by the military academies, and the sections without numbers were the no man's land that had not been drawn. These were territories that could be occupied, and there would be some small points. Although it wouldn't be as many points as taking down the headquarters, it would be easier to take them, and there would be no danger. In order to obtain as many points as possible, these no man's land would not be given up. Ling Lan was similarly unwilling.
Ling Lan quickly skimmed through the map. Her gaze first landed on the continuous mountain range. The mountain range was divided into about twenty-five to twenty-six regions. As she had guessed, the numbers at the front started with 'G'. The location of 'G17' was not bad. It was closer to the center of the mountain range, and the closest to them were the headquarters of the three military academies. Ling Lan quickly memorized this in her heart.
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