Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 265 - 41: Ding Chuan’s Potential Crisis

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Seeing Lu Qingxue nod, Mu Fan excitedly spread his hands to the sides, and then secretly expanded a bit more.

Resolutely, he said, "I want this much food!"

Lu Qingxue thought for a moment, "Food suitable for a martial artist? Okay."

Looking at Mu Fan again, the young man held his chin in frustration, staring at Lu Qingxue seriously, finally gritting his teeth said, "Then I will fight with you, but I have to wait until the training is over."

"Okay, I’ll wait for you." Lu Qingxue nodded and left after hearing Mu Fan confirm, without any hesitation or delay.

Watching the dialogue between these two, the brains of the young boys present felt inadequate; how could their conversation go so harmoniously?

Now, White Hair was painfully watching Lu Qingxue’s departing figure, feeling a thousand impulses to chase after her and ask Senior Sister what exactly she liked.

But seeing Mu Fan’s face brimming with satisfaction, White Hair decided to spend the remaining time clinging to this strong supporter.

Watching this episode end.

Lin Hao’s face returned to the familiar smile.

Damn, things are about to get messy!

The sly major had that kind of smile again, definitely up to no good.

Indeed, the major looked at the group of teenagers and said, "Our Fighting exchange match has ended prematurely, but our regular training will not stop."

"I saw your performance, it was great! It exceeded my expectations, so the previous training plan is no longer suitable. Now I will be conducting two days of endurance and reaction training for you, followed by a supplemental shooting training."

"The body is the foundation of fighting; I also have a new plan for your skill training, but it might be delayed until next week. Just prepare to enjoy your happy time this week!"

"Coach, what kind of training is it?"

A fearless freshman raised his hand and asked.

"Gravity training!"

The students laughed at each other upon hearing this.

Gravity training?

Which of them present hadn’t trained in a Gravity Room? That was just too simple.

But standing on the stage, Mu Fan seemed as if a nerve in his mind had been triggered.

The scene of being harshly hit by rubber bullets flashed instantly on his skin.

No way…

But now, with everyone looking relaxed below the stage, Mu Fan’s dazed and solemn expression went unnoticed.

"Alright, you can all disperse from the spectator stands now. Thank you all for caring about the new generation of Dingchuan. We will notify you in advance for the next public training session."

Lin Hao smiled and waved to both sides.

Over twenty members of the Special Combat Team stood up, gloating over the group of teenagers and left the arena.

Meanwhile, on a luxury bus leaving Dingchuan, the atmosphere among the Dawn Academy students was rather silent.

This group of favored sons had never expected to fail so utterly.

In their minds, they were the top from every test area, and each one of them was more than capable of overpowering the other side.

Yet, unexpectedly, a wild beast-like young man slapped them hard across the face.

Lieutenant Colonel Zhou Tian still wore a smile on his face as he watched the somber atmosphere inside the vehicle, and couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

This chuckle seemed to strike directly at the pride of the students from Dawn, and hostile glances were cast his way.

Zhou Tian acted as if he didn’t notice these looks, and simply said, "Originally, my intention in bringing you all was to thoroughly trample on Dingchuan Academy’s reputation."

That statement stirred up even more trouble. Was he picking at their scars?

"As for the result, you’ve all seen it. We from Dawn actually lost. The battle was over before it even started, and ended quite ’gloriously.’"

The young faces filled with humiliation now also showed anger. It was you who brought this up, and now it’s you again reminding us of our failure. How come you get all the breaks!

"But does this make you, the chosen ones of the heavens, discouraged? Tsk, that’s not the kind of soldiers I, Zhou Tian, want to see."

"Before reaching the core of their lineup, they had no ability to fight back against you. Though Amos and Cyril are still in the rear repair pods, I don’t think they lost any honor."

"I don’t think you lost any honor either."

These words somewhat lessened the hostility of the students from Dawn.

"Why? Because they only have this one person. You all know what the real inter-academy exchange competition entails, right? Just one match defeated your pride, how boring."

Zhou Tian’s words, though said with a smile, stirred up the spirits of the young men in the vehicle.

That’s right, the real inter-academy exchange competition doesn’t even include individual Fighting matches.

It includes team jungle confrontation, Mecha individual and group battles, simulated Ship combat, electronic information warfare, and many purely academic exchanges based on professional knowledge.

As for individual Fighting…

It appears only in the team jungle confrontation, where the use of non-projectile thermal weapons is permitted.

With various high-tech devices for assistance, surely Amos’ type of small Fire God Cannon could suppress a forty-man infantry troop!

The young men’s eyes began to burn with excitement.

"This is just right. The purpose of this competition is twofold, two choices, one positive and one negative."

"If you win, it boosts your confidence, allowing you to engage more effectively in the upcoming training."

"If you lose, it’s all about knowing shame and then becoming braver. I’ll see what right you have to come to me with plans. Hereafter, just honestly follow the plan I’ve set."

"However, don’t assume now that losing is your only option. This is just the first stop."

"Han Qianyun, Ingram, Tataric…" Zhou Tian rapidly listed seven or eight names.

The eyes of these called upon shifted and then focused on Zhou Tian.

"I know the potential in each of you, and everyone here has a personalized training plan. On the interstellar stage, Warships and Mechas are what you should care about. Although I’ve said personal martial prowess isn’t important, we do need a morale boost at Dawn."

"So… starting from the next stop, at Taoyun Academy, you few will compete. Victory is the only option allowed. Ingram, no need to look at me with that guilty face. Although I know your telekinetic Fighting is strong, you also know your talent is in Mechas. The SCR Project testing team has contacted you, right? Wait for the official exchange to prove your strength with victory."

"Qianyun, you’ll lead the team for the next three visiting points. When necessary, you can sweep the entire field. After all, those eighty people back at the academy are waiting for your update."

"Yes, Colonel Zhou."

Yawning out of boredom, Zhou Tian leaned back in his seat, staring at the ceiling of the vehicle, his face still bright with a smile.

Lin Hao, I’ve really overestimated you. In this lifetime, even achieving one-tenth of Qi Longxiang would be giving you too much credit.

Meanwhile, in the Fighting gym of the Special Training Base, the central Light Computer in front of Lin Hao lit up with nearly a hundred blue points, representing the ninety-seven newly activated Gravity Training Rooms now all in operation.

However, in private, Lin Hao’s expression had turned serious.

The weaknesses that Dingchuan exposed in this competition were too apparent.

The strength of individuals was completely inadequate to cover the weaknesses of the whole.

Unsure of Colonel Qi’s next arrangements, all he could do now was to continue with these basic trainings before the notice arrived.