Chapter 1580

But in terms of combat power, they should be number one among the reserve groups.

Zhao Chi learned all this while chatting with Su Qin in bed.

The Yihe Group—he hadn't known about them before, but he met them at the last meeting; the group leaders were the brothers Ye Kai and Ye Kang, who had been keeping an eye on Su Qin.

At the time they had even shown some hostility toward Zhao Chi for pulling Su Qin into his arms, but later, when they heard that Zhao Chi, with a combat power of only a few hundred, had defeated an enemy with over 6,800 combat power together with Zhao Jing and won Best Newcomer, they backed down.

The Liuli Group, led by Wei Li.

Wei Li had just stood before Zhao Chi with a gentle face, no different from an ordinary young woman, but now that she was on the stage she had returned to her cold expression.

A faint killing intent in her eyes—she really did have something of Shangguan Ting's bearing.

The Jinglue Group, led by Zhou Lue.

Also a familiar face.

A standout among the same year in the Eighth Academy.

Zhou Lue no longer had the arrogance he'd had back at school; he had become steadier and more mature.

Standing on the stage, he really did look somewhat like a group leader.

Su Qin stood in the middle, next to Wei Li.

Wei Li was on the smaller side, half a head shorter than Su Qin.

Talking with Wei Li just now, he hadn't noticed, but now he realized she really was short.

Probably only 1.55 meters?

Su Qin wasn't that tall either, but next to her she looked like a tall, slender model.

Fortunately Wei Li wasn't bad-looking; being shorter still gave the impression of a cute-type woman.

But her expression carried killing intent again.

A fierce little brat?

Zhao Chi didn't know how to describe the feeling at that moment.

Gu Zhan smiled and introduced the recent battle achievements of the several groups.

Honestly, listening to it, Zhao Chi felt the results were nothing special.

He didn't see any particularly eye-catching performance.

But he also knew that judging by his own feelings was too subjective; he was no longer the person he used to be.

Almost every battle he fought was one where the weak defeated the strong.

And by a huge margin.

Of course, that was only judging from the combat power detected by the formation.

In reality, how much actual combat power he had, he himself didn't know.

So he couldn't judge others by his own experience.

Soon, Gu Zhan finished the introduction.

"…Therefore, these five groups are awarded the 'Collective Third-Class Honor Medal' and '150 Contribution Points,' and are simultaneously promoted to 'Official Groups.'"

Applause broke out.

The members of these five groups were even more excited, shouting and cheering.

Geng Zhan stood up directly, clenched his fist, and roared: "Awesome!!"

Xiang Yuan and Fu Yi were also very happy.

In truth, there wasn't much essential difference between Official Groups and Reserve Groups.

But it was like seniority.

It was an identity recognition.

If priorities had to be set, Official Groups would definitely come first.

It felt like ranking by seniority.

Reserve Groups were like newcomers; seeing members of Official Groups was like juniors meeting their seniors.

At the same time, it also represented the recognition of the Poshi Army.

Reserve Groups were like interns; some tasks still required others to lead them.

Official Groups, on the other hand, were like having graduated—they could complete missions independently.

Gu Zhan smiled and said: "Next, please welcome the five captains—Xing Yi, Li Ruanyu, Jiang Fan, Shangguan Ting, and Li Yin—to the stage to present awards to the newly promoted group leaders!"

Accompanied by applause, Li Ruanyu and the others rose from the first row.

Li Ruanyu walked elegantly at the very front.

She was still wearing the uniform suit she often wore; on anyone else it might have looked too stiff.

But on Li Ruanyu, it looked very tasteful.

People really are different from one another.

She walked onto the stage with composure, drawing a great deal of attention.

Behind Li Ruanyu was Xing Yi.

A tough guy.

Short hair, a bronze, scar-crossed face.

A hard, unsmiling air about him.

He walked up step by step.

Behind Xing Yi was Jiang Fan, a young man with extremely dark eye circles and deathly pale skin.

A baffling smile on his lips, he slowly followed behind Li Ruanyu and Xing Yi.

Shangguan Ting was behind Jiang Fan.

She returned to her usual expression, her delicate brows tightly furrowed, her face full of displeasure, as if dissatisfied with everything.

Her style of dress could be said to be exactly the same as Li Ruanyu's.

A uniform suit, paired with high heels and silk stockings.

Logically speaking, the two female captains had a huge grudge between them; once they happened to wear the same outfit as the other, they would never wear the same clothes again in their life.

But they seemed to be competing with each other, both deliberately dressing in the same style, even the designs were basically identical, as if competing over who could best represent this style.

No wonder Li Ruanyu often dressed like this before; today Zhao Chi finally guessed a tiny bit of the reason.

Li Yin walked at the very back.

He was also an instructor at the Eighth Academy, considered Li Ruanyu's colleague; previously he was the chief instructor of the Eighth Class, and also Zhou Lue's chief instructor.

Now he had also become a captain in the Breaking World Army, so of course his strength was very solid.

Handsome features, decent bearing.

But he gave off a sense of distance.

The several captains quickly walked up onto the stage, going in turn to stand before the subordinates of their respective races.

Li Ruanyu smiled as she looked at Su Qin.

She handed the medal over.

"Congratulations, Su Qin. From now on you've become an official team. With your status elevated, your responsibilities will also be greater. Besides the fixed monthly missions from before, I will also issue you some missions that need to be completed. I hope you can help me share some of the burden. But you don't need to worry—they're all missions you can complete, and this will also be beneficial for your growth."

Su Qin received the medal with both hands.

"Understood, Captain. I will give it my all."

Shangguan Ting looked coldly at Wei Li.

Wei Li looked respectfully at Shangguan Ting.

"Very good, Wei Li. You all performed well before. In a moment I have a mission to assign to you—this is the first mission after your team's promotion. You must complete it! In the future, after you complete your missions, the improved medicines I provide on my end will be doubled for you."

"Thank you, Captain!"

"No need."

The other captains were also all encouraging their respective team leaders.

Soon, everyone walked down from the stage.

Su Qin ran back with a beaming smile, her steps light.

Xiang Yuan sat in her seat and opened her arms.

Su Qin went over and hugged her.

Zhao Chi silently watched their joy.

Among the several teams that went on stage this time, Su Qin's Clear Bamboo Team ranked second in combat strength. Perhaps even without Zhao Chi's contribution, they could still have received the award and the promotion.

The commendations continued.