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I didn't care whether Wang Yasheng would agree or not; I directly ran into our academy's Military Training Team and casually found a spot to sit down.
The people sitting next to me turned to look at me, their expressions varied. Some were displeased with my actions, believing I shouldn't have laid hands on a girl; others seemed to enjoy the spectacle, laughing and discussing what had just happened.
During the previous cockfighting competition, there were instances of boys and girls fighting. However, at that time, it was usually six boys exhausting themselves against one another, leaving only one or two boys with little strength left.
So, although Zhu Caini and her Six Girls weren't particularly strong, they still had a chance of winning. Moreover, since the Six Girls liked to act cute and charming, the boys typically took a step back out of chivalry.
My performance, however, was completely different. I single-handedly took down three freshmen from the College of Civil Engineering without even exerting all my strength. If the Six Girls were to confront me directly, they wouldn't stand a chance at all.
Though I intended to go easy on them, when I stole a glance at Wang Yasheng and saw the faint smile on her face, I had no choice but to abandon that plan.
I looked around, shaking my head in disbelief and sighed as I muttered to myself, "Why do I feel like I'm now just like Zhu Bajie looking in a mirror—neither human nor pig?"
At that moment, a classmate sitting next to me patted my shoulder and laughed, "Jiang Ling, you're something else. Those Sisters are so cute, and my goddess Zhu Caini is among them. I didn't expect you to actually go for it. Haha, your days ahead might not be easy."
I looked up at the person and realized it was our class monitor, Yang Runlong. He sat right across from my dormitory. After Military Training ended each day, we would often sit together playing Honor of Kings; our relationship was pretty close.
I shot Yang Runlong an annoyed glare and swatted his hand away with irritation. "Yang Runlong, get lost! You guys are the ones who should be winning the competition; now I'm left holding the bag. You guys are something else."
Seeing my displeasure, Yang Runlong's smile faded. He awkwardly cleared his throat and said, "Jiang Ling, don't take it to heart; I was just joking."
While I was arguing with Yang Runlong, Wang Yasheng walked over to the other three instructors with a beaming smile. She raised her head slightly and struck a proud pose as she arrogantly declared, "How about that? I handled those weaklings you had with just myself. Do you believe me now?"
The instructor from the College of Civil Engineering let out a cold snort, curling his lip as he said, "Hmph, Wang Yasheng, enjoy your moment. So you won one match; it's not like we haven't won before."
Wang Yasheng grinned at the instructor and replied, "Heh, you may have won before, but can any of your recruits take on nine opponents at once? If they could, then you’d have something to brag about!"
The two instructors beside him quickly pulled Wang Yasheng aside. One of them said, "Alright, both of you need to watch your image. You are representing our team right now. If the Company Commander hears about this, you can expect some serious consequences."
As soon as Wang Yasheng heard the name of the Company Commander, he immediately quieted down. The instructor from the College of Civil Engineering shot Wang Yasheng an annoyed glance before turning to his group of freshmen. With an angry expression, he shouted, "All of you stand up! Get back to the training ground immediately. For the next hour, you will practice standing at attention. Your posture must be perfect; even a deviation of one centimeter is unacceptable. Do you understand?"
"Understood, Instructor!" the group of freshmen responded loudly. They knew that the instructor was in a bad mood and dared not provoke him further. Within a minute, they were all standing at attention in the designated area.
As the saying goes, fortunes change over time. Just yesterday, they were mocking our academy for being exhausted under Wang Yasheng's training; today it was their turn. Seeing this scene unfold made our academy's freshmen burst into laughter.
Meanwhile, the two instructors pulled Wang Yasheng aside and pointed in my direction. One of them said, "Wang Yasheng, that guy over there has pretty good physical fitness; he's definitely not someone an average person can compete with. I admit that much. If we let him participate in the Night Operation, do you think he could bring some glory to our team?"
A glint flashed in Wang Yasheng's eyes as he turned to look at me. After pondering for a moment, a faint smile appeared on his face. He nodded slightly and said, "I think it’s possible; he clearly didn’t use his full strength earlier. The Night Operation might be dangerous, but if he participates, he might just bring us some unexpected results."
The instructor nodded and calculated the time before reminding him, "Wang Yasheng, you'll need to handle this yourself. However, there are only two hours left until the Night Operation starts. If you're serious about this, you need to act quickly and not miss your chance."
After chatting with Wang Yasheng for a few moments, the two instructors returned to train their respective teams. Of course, since their teams had lost the previous match, their training content was doubled; however, it was still much better than what those freshmen from the College of Civil Engineering were facing.
Since our academy had won the competition, we were granted an extra twenty minutes of rest compared to the other three teams—a detail that had been agreed upon by Wang Yasheng and his fellow instructors earlier.
Time flew by quickly, and soon it was nine o'clock in the evening when today's Military Training finally came to an end. I stretched my slightly sore body and was about to head back to the dormitory with Yang Runlong when suddenly Wang Yasheng appeared in front of me and blocked my path.
Yang Runlong's gaze swept back and forth between Wang Yasheng and me a few times, his brow furrowing in confusion over what was happening.
At that moment, Wang Yasheng smiled at Yang Runlong and said in a calm tone, "Yang Runlong, I need to speak with Jiang Ling about something. Could you step away for a moment?"
"Uh, Instructor Wang, good evening. Jiang Ling, I just remembered I have something to take care of, so I won't be going back to the dorm with you. I'll head out now; you two take your time talking." Yang Runlong was startled by the smile on Wang Yasheng's face, causing a chill to run down his spine. Without a moment's hesitation, he abandoned me. In an instant, Yang Runlong took off running, his speed three or four times faster than usual, disappearing from my sight in the blink of an eye.
(End of Chapter)
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