bookrandom Chapter 155 You have changed
Chapter 155 You have changed
The most nervous person right now is probably Captain Matt. What was he even watching? He was lucky if he could even see where the players were.
He suddenly became nervous.
Xueyan managed to forcibly wake Yue Kaishan. At this time, his head was still throbbing. He was sleeping soundly when he was forcibly woken up. He felt that the shadowy figures around him were swaying, and he wanted to fall down after blinking a few times.
A biting cold wind slapped him, barely allowing him to stand still.
Xuan Jing lay on the ground groaning, and only reluctantly got up when he realized he couldn't get through it, and walked over with a limp.
The entire third squad was summoned to the side of the bell-ringing "ice sculpture," and the thick frost and snow shattered instantly at that moment.
"You four, stand still! Look at me."
The instructor's shout made everyone look straight ahead, completely unaware that although Zhong Ming appeared to be fine, his body was actually frozen solid.
As another team jumped down from the small stone pillars where they had been watching, Xueyan began analyzing the battle.
"I was satisfied with your fighting in the early stages; the offensive and teamwork were up to standard. However, your weaknesses were also obvious." Her stern gaze swept over each team member. "Is this all you've got? Don't you know what to do after the fight?"
After Chen Dahai finished firing his volley of arrows, the entire third squad went into a state of fighting independently.
Where was Chen Dahai providing cover when Xuan Jing self-destructed? Did you think that four people standing in four directions constituted a pincer attack? What's the difference between that and being picked off one by one?
When the situation changes, your first priority is to quickly return to support. Facing an enemy you definitely can't hold out against one-on-one, the team members still aren't sticking together. Only Yue Kaishan is running around, sometimes to Chen Dahai's side, sometimes towards Zhong Ming's...
The performance was terrible.
"Especially you! Cuihong." Xueyan pointed at Zhongming. By then, the ice and snow had melted a bit, allowing Zhongming's eyes to dart around. "As the captain, did you command the entire battle? Did you set up pre-battle codes? The whole team was fighting independently. If you, as the captain, didn't step forward, who would you expect to unite the team...?"
Xueyan gave him a thorough dressing-down, but Zhong Ming's face only thawed slightly; he couldn't even open his mouth.
By the time he could barely move his stiff tongue, Xueyan had already started cursing...
"Where are your eyes focused? Concentrate on finding the enemy's weaknesses, find their weaknesses! Don't look at unimportant things!"
Zhong Ming opened his mouth, then mumbled out two words: "Really?"
Clearly, this is not a denial of whether or not they watched it.
Instead, they asked, "Where can I really see it?"
"I've already said it before, you have to say 'Report' before you speak."
And so, Zhong Ming froze again.
Matt waited for a long time, but instead of getting any questions from the instructors, he received the order to dismiss the team. The two teams were to review the entire battle from the perspectives of the participants and bystanders, rest for the night, and then play another match against Team One the next day.
Xuan Jing and Chen Dahai silently shed tears, wondering if they would be reimbursed for these things.
Xueyan dismissed the crowd, and everyone looked left and right. Yue Kaishan wanted to ask about the ice on Brother Cuihong's body... but Xueyan was sitting cross-legged on the spot, and he really didn't dare to ask.
The group retreated to the side and, together with another team, found a sheltered spot to talk.
Chen Dahai was the first to speak, and his first words were: "Red Eyes, use your bow and arrow less. If the arrowhead is damaged, no one will repair it for you, and you'll have to spend your own military merit points. Just do the exercise as a formality."
Xuanjing immediately chimed in, "I'm throwing away as many talismans as I can. I'm going to be broke this time. Next time we meet, we might only have scraps of paper flying everywhere."
As a talisman artist, the wear and tear on the talisman brush is not too bad. The main problem is that the various rare materials used as "ink" and the blood of monsters are really expensive. Although talisman paper is easy to obtain, drawing talismans is not 100% successful. After a few failures, the talisman paper will be worn out quickly.
They seemed to be doing it on purpose so that Xueyan could hear, but she remained motionless, sitting inside the ancient bell.
Seeing that Xueyan did not react, the group stopped mentioning the matter, but the discussion became more heated, and they began to seriously discuss feasible ways for a team to defeat the instructor.
Just as the two teams were having a heated discussion, Xueyan quietly opened her eyes and stared intently at Zhong Ming. She wanted to say that being merciful to the enemy was being cruel to oneself. The question was, at that time, had she already been defeated?
With just a slight turn of the hook-and-sickle spear, instead of a horizontal sweep, the barb would strike directly at her chest, piercing her heart with a single blow.
She did have some ways to save her life, but Master Cuihong didn't know them.
Thinking of this, she released the spell, and Zhong Ming was finally able to escape. His body was stiff, and even turning over made a creaking sound.
Xueyan calmed herself down and began to question Zhong Ming: "My mouth isn't injured. If I can't win, I'll shout. Why did you deliberately hold back? Holding back against the enemy will only push your comrades into the abyss."
Zhong Ming didn't hide anything. He slowly stood up and walked to Xue Yan.
"I haven't told you to move yet..."
She fell silent. Within half a breath, Zhong Ming's twin swords were already at her neck.
“I was much closer to you before. Are you confident you could shout it out before my sword-drawing technique? Even if you did, I might not be able to stop you.” Zhong Ming’s words were very impolite. A body cultivator’s close-range sword-drawing technique combined with his qi cultivation method truly has the power to kill.
Xueyan was startled, but she pretended to be calm. "Sometimes, holding back means death. In a battle, everyone is trying to catch each other off guard. If you let someone else seize the initiative, death is only a step away from you."
"And isn't it the same for you?"
Xueyan stared at him in shock. What had happened these past few days? Why was he being so rude after coming back from being away for a few days?
The reason for Zhong Ming's change in attitude can be summarized as follows: without comparison, there would be no harm.
After visiting the Yue family, I became a guest retainer. It was the same in both the Yue family and the army – you worked, got beaten, and received rewards – but at least the Yue family members were more polite.
You have nothing better to do than hang me on the sail, where I'll freeze for half a day. And you never speak to me in a friendly manner. You have a whole set of military theories, but why don't you ever teach me a single martial art?
Most of the common people in the world are short-sighted. Even if they see the view from a high place, they still cannot let go of the petty gains in front of them. This is human nature, and Zhong Ming has never escaped it either.
The reason for this is that Xueyan's teaching method is too harsh. Every day is filled with actual combat practice. After the practice, she gives you some empty talk, and you have to figure out the rest yourself. You have to figure out all the techniques and supernatural abilities on your own and exchange them with military merit points. What use are you? Why don't I just live in the arena?
With his longsword in hand, Zhong Ming was truly going to say something this time: "I accept that my team's coordination has been disrupted, but if you don't tell us what kind of coordination we can use or how to resolve the crisis, and instead expect us to figure it out ourselves, it would be much quicker and more convenient for us to stay in the library and study the military strategies of past dynasties, and then come out and practice in real combat a few times."
Xueyan still had some arrogance at this moment, "Among all the instructors, I have the highest dropout rate and the highest quality of recruits. If you are unwilling, you are free to withdraw on your own."
"Didn't you realize that this title is basically an insult to your competence?"