Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Just because of Ling Lan's words, Ling Xiao decided to use his iron fist to clean up the 23rd Division. He chased out those who tried to shake the foundation of the 23rd Division and sent those who tried to kill their comrades to the military court.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the 23rd Division became clear. The soldiers who really loved the 23rd Division became even more loyal to the 23rd Division and Ling Xiao.
The timely clean-up operation also saved the three of them. They instantly heaved a sigh of relief. They knew that there were people from the top who were targeting them. Although they were prepared, they would still be plotted against sooner or later. For example, the escort mission that seemed simple but was actually filled with danger. If they didn't have their own trump cards, they wouldn't have paid the price of Zhao Jun being heavily injured. The three of them and their temporary battle team might have all died there and become the food of the star-level savage beasts.
Of course, this didn't mean that the 23rd Division was really united. If the water was clear, there would be no fish. Ling Xiao knew that he couldn't overdo anything. As long as the spies sent by the other divisions didn't harm the foundation of the 23rd Division or harm his comrades, Ling Xiao would tolerate them.
In his position, he needed to know how to compromise appropriately. If not, he would really manage the 23rd Division as if it was his own army. Then, the military headquarters of the Federation would feel uneasy. Ling Xiao would probably become a thorn in the side of the military headquarters.
Of course, there was nothing to be afraid of. After all, the military headquarters gave great responsibilities to generals and god-class operators. They were also very wary of them. However, he had two weak spots now. Lan Luofeng and Ling Lan were Ling Xiao's most precious treasures. He didn't want them to get hurt. This was why he had no choice but to compromise.
While the 23rd Division was busy cleaning up, Ling Lan quietly welcomed the second day.
In the afternoon, almost the entire military academy was empty. Not many students were in the school dormitories. All the cadets had either entered the mecha combat hall to watch the live broadcast with their companions, or returned to their own dormitories to prepare to log into Mecha World and personally experience the battle between the two teams.
This time, the administrators of the military academy did not use any means to allow all the cadets to watch this match. However, because the outcome of this match would affect the future development of the military academy, all the cadets, regardless of whether they were in a mecha clan or not, took the initiative to apply for leave to watch this super battle that would determine the future of the military academy.
Seeing that more and more people were asking for leave, leaving only a few small fries, the instructors, who didn't know whether to laugh or cry, decided to let them go on leave. Firstly, there weren't many people left. Secondly, the instructors were also very interested in watching this competition.
The instructors also wanted to know whether Lingtian would be able to unify the entire First Men's Military Academy. If they really succeeded, then they would be making history in the First Men's Military Academy, and they would be the witnesses.
Just like any other mecha competition, in one of the VIP rooms in the military academy where one could watch the mecha battle, the silence was once again broken. Many instructors and the administrators of the military academy had appeared. Not long after, the room was almost filled with people.
The moment Tang Yu entered the room, he saw countless people he knew and didn't know. They were all sitting together with people they were familiar with, discussing animatedly, expounding on their thoughts and the various possibilities of this match.
Tang Yu immediately saw the principal. He was sitting at the front of the large screen with a smile on his face. For some reason, although the people beside the principal kept going over to greet him, no one really stayed behind to sit beside him.
Tang Yu smiled and walked over to greet the principal. "Principal, hello. Long time no see." Counting the time, it had been about seven or eight months since he had last seen this important person.
When the principal saw Tang Yu, his polite smile instantly became sincere. He patted the sofa beside him and said, "Come, come, Tang Yu, sit beside me. Later, explain the details of the match to me properly."
These words made some people who had not left yet look at him with envy and jealousy. Tang Yu did not bother with formalities and immediately replied, "Of course!" That said, he unceremoniously sat down where the principal indicated. Even if he did not raise his head to look at the people around him, he could still feel those piercing gazes.
Tang Yu did not mind. Ever since last year, when he and the principal had watched the battle between Lingtian and Leiting together and discovered Ling Lan's secret, he and the principal had become allies. In this past year, he had clearly been labelled as the principal's trusted aide. He was used to this kind of gaze and was now very indifferent to it.
The moment Tang Yu sat down, he began chatting casually with the principal. The time was getting closer and closer. In the VIP room, the people who had been walking around had now all sat down, patiently waiting for the mecha competition to officially begin.
Seeing that no one was disturbing them, the principal moved closer to Tang Yu and asked quietly, "Tang Yu, do you think Lingtian has confidence this time?"
Tang Yu replied in a low voice, "Principal, as long as Ling Lan doesn't lose his standard, the result will not be unexpected." Even he did not have confidence in defeating someone. Now that Leiting did not have a successor of Qiao Ting's caliber, Tang Yu believed that even if Ling Lan accidentally dozed off, they would not lose.
Of course, Ling Lan would also not make such a low-level mistake … compared to Qiao Ting, Ling Lan was colder and more ruthless. He really could not think of any way Leiting could defeat Ling Lan, who had almost no weaknesses. Even if Leiting wanted to repeat Ling Lan's self-destruct plan from back then, they would probably be knocked down before they could even get close to him. They would not be able to hurt him at all.
"Principal, Ling Lan's control talent is the most heaven-defying I've ever seen in my life. The only one," exclaimed Tang Yu.
In this one year of teaching Ling Lan, it could be said that he had learned a lot. Although the two of them were teacher and student, they were more like good friends who appreciated each other despite the difference in age, a close friend of the same status.
Tang Yu did not expect that after battling with Ling Lan for more than a year, his stagnant hand speed would make a breakthrough again. This small breakthrough made him ecstatic. Mind you, he had been stuck at elite ace level for more than ten years. As he grew older, his chances of advancing to imperial level became smaller and smaller. Tang Yu had even given up a few years ago, but who knew that happiness would come so suddenly …
Hearing Tang Yu's words, the smile in the principal's eyes deepened. He asked pointedly, "How is he compared to Ling Xiao?"
Tang Yu's heart skipped a beat, and a trace of awkwardness appeared on his face. His words just now had been a little ambiguous, making others think that even the god-class operator General Ling Xiao could not compare to Ling Lan. Tang Yu knew very well that Ling Xiao was the principal's good friend despite the difference in age.
He quickly tried to salvage the situation by saying, "General Ling Xiao is an exception, an exception."
However, the principal waved his hand and said, "Don't be so courteous with me. I'm asking the truth. If he really is more talented than Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao will probably go crazy with joy when he finds out." The principal seemed to have thought of something and actually began to chuckle.
Seeing this, Tang Yu was momentarily stunned, and a thought flashed through his mind. Ling Xiao and Ling Lan both had the surname 'Ling'. Could they be father and son? Oh no, no, no, he must be overthinking it. Tang Yu immediately rejected this thought.
A god-class operator's descendant was judged to be extremely average within a few hundred years. This rule had not been wrong for thousands of years. He must have been imagining things just now. Could it be that he was a descendant of the Ling family? Tang Yu thought of another possibility, but in the end, he still felt that it was not right. This was because Tang Yu still remembered that 19 years ago, after General Ling Xiao's' death ', the Ling family had tried to encroach on the general's military glory. In the end, they had angered General Ling Xiao's branch, and the two families had completely broken off relations.
If an unparalleled genius really appeared among the descendants of the Ling family, even if General Ling Xiao was magnanimous enough to let bygones be bygones, there was no way he would go crazy with joy as described by the principal! Tang Yu thought to himself.
Seeing Tang Yu's conflicted and uncertain expression, the principal was satisfied. It should be known that when he had first found out that Ling Lan was Ling Xiao's son, and then saw Ling Lan's impeccable control skills, he had also been shocked. He had even called Ling Xiao to ask if Ling Lan was not his biological son, but rather adopted. It was also at that time that the principal understood how terrifying Ling Xiao could be when he went crazy … the principal shuddered, and once again rejoiced that he had only called back then and not asked directly. Otherwise, he might not have been able to sit here and watch the competition peacefully. It could be seen that Ling Lan was definitely Ling Xiao's reverse scale.
Off-screen sound: The bun-faced Ling Xiao was currently biting on a small handkerchief, feeling wronged. "I've been suspected of being a coward. Shouldn't I be angry, angry, angry …"
The principal banished the terrifying image of Ling Xiao from his mind, and then kindly reminded Tang Yu, "Tang Yu, don't be limited by so-called theories."
Tang Yu raised his head in shock. He opened his mouth and finally squeezed out a sentence, "He, he, really, is father and son?" It was just a few words, but the principal understood what Tang Yu wanted to express. He gave Tang Yu a look of affirmation.
Tang Yu's body trembled in excitement, his face flushed red. If there was anyone he respected the most, it would definitely be General Ling Xiao. He did not expect that he would have the honour of guiding General Ling Xiao's son, and such a talented young man at that.
After his excitement, Tang Yu calmed down once again. He looked at the principal with a trace of confusion and inquiry in his eyes. He probably wanted to ask how General Ling Xiao's son had been able to break the law of bloodlines.
Tang Yu and the principal did not know that Ling Lan was a daughter and not a son, and the Federation's military only researched the male descendants of god-class operators … this law should not have been applied to a weirdo like Ling Lan in the first place.
The principal shook his head. "I'm not sure either. Perhaps it was a mutation. However, this is still a good thing. " The principal was full of smiles. After all, they were all on the same side as Ling Xiao. It was better for Ling Xiao to have an outstanding and monstrous son than for his descendants to be mediocre.
Tang Yu smiled. The principal was right. This was a good thing. Since that was the case, what was the point of getting to the bottom of it?
At that moment, someone shouted from the VIP room, "The competition between the two teams has begun."
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