The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 1021 - 1019: Shameless, Truly Shameless

"Everyone remember, when facing real combat, your life comes first; as long as you can win, any means are acceptable. Otherwise, you’ll be the next Cao Fang."

Xin Lin winked at everyone.

"Simply shameless!"

"Outrageous! If I run into her later, I won’t let her off easily."

The students from the Kaiyang Class and the Yuheng Class gritted their teeth.

They all thought that Xin Lin’s tactics were utterly shameless.

Being a Spirit Master without using Spirit Art—what kind of Spirit Master is that?

At this moment, they still didn’t understand the meaning behind Xin Lin’s words. Only Zhao Gang and Tuoba, who had experienced life-and-death trials through Academy missions, knew the intent of Xin Lin’s words.

"Next round."

Master Fang squeezed out the words from between his teeth, and his glance quickly swept over to Tuoba.

Tuoba understood tacitly, whispered a few words to an old student beside him.

This person was one of Tuoba’s lackeys, second only to Tuoba in the Yuheng Class, and ranked third in individual performance at the Spirit Institute, named Chen Chen.

"Understood, I’ll make sure of that. Our Yuheng Class isn’t easy to bully."

Chen Chen glanced at Xin Lin, smirking with a cold smile.

The real combat class continued.

In the following matches, just as Xin Lin and Zhao Gang had anticipated, the students from Shaking Light Class were roundly defeated by the students from Yuheng and Kaiyang Classes.

After nearly thirty rounds of real combat, the students of Yuheng and Kaiyang Classes were almost completely victorious.

The only ones maintaining an undefeated record were Zhao Gang and Xin Lin.

Zhao Gang had already won two consecutive matches, though his luck wasn’t great, encountering only old students from Yuheng and Kaiyang Classes. Once, he even faced the leader of Kaiyang Class, their fierce battle went on for fifty to sixty rounds, Zhao Gang narrowly won with one final move, but his Spiritual Power was almost depleted.

"Xin Lin, I’m afraid I won’t hold up in the next round, be careful yourself."

As Zhao Gang stepped down, he looked exhausted.

His body had little Spiritual Power left.

The remaining students all were exceptionally skilled.

"If you face Tuoba later, don’t clash head-on, concede directly. I’ll help you avenge Tuoba’s grudge. After all, it’s just a real combat class, your goal is the End of Year Assessment."

Xin Lin smiled.

She was certain that if Tuoba faced Zhao Gang this time, Tuoba would definitely "accidentally" injure Zhao Gang.

"We haven’t drawn lots yet, how do you know I’ll face Tuoba?"

Zhao Gang asked, puzzled.

He watched Xin Lin’s enigmatic smile and suddenly understood.

"You’re saying this is all arranged by them?"

"Otherwise, how could you encounter expert fighters in both rounds? Being able to handle you and the leader of Kaiyang Class at once, this real combat class was orchestrated by Fang and Tuoba to suppress our Shaking Light Class and restore their lost face from the foundational theory class."

Xin Lin said softly.

It not only regained face but also earned a pile of individual performance values, thereby enhancing the class’s individual performance values. Master Fang had a resounding plan.

But speaking of it, Master Fang’s arrangement was quite clever, yet his greed is the flaw.

The one who laughs last is the one who secures all the individual performance.

She would let Tuoba and Master Fang be left with no choice but to cry in the end.

Zhao Gang hesitated for a moment, looking at Xin Lin.

In the end, he still nodded.