Chapter 718: Midnight Martial Contest Tests the Edge (18)

"'Great Victory General'? That's a bit too narcissistic, don't you think? No, no!" Feixiao shook his head repeatedly, "I heard Luofu has a 'Blindfold General', so I gave myself an equally modest nickname: 'Sanwu General'—carefree, unregretful, invincible."

When he said the last two words, Feixiao gave the few people a sly wink.

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Miss Huiye wants me to confess.

"Big sister is so cool…! Ah, no, she's so cute! No, no! She's the kind that's both cool and cute!!"

Xiaoxingxing was about to burst out of Secretary Tengyuan's eyes; she cupped her cheeks with both hands, looking utterly lovestruck.

"General Feixiao! I can!!"

Xiaomi quickly grabbed Tengyuan Chihua, fearing the senior might do something strange: "Um… Senior Tengyuan, please stay calm! This is the student council room!"

"Calling yourself invincible?" Baiyin Yuxing furrowed his brow slightly, "This is the first time I've heard someone dare to boast like that. Isn't that a bit overconfident?" After following the Starrail train and witnessing stories across the cosmos, Baiyin Yuxing knows there are far too many bizarre strong beings in the universe.

"I don't think so, President," Shishang said, taking off his headphones, "Since Feixiao is a general of Xianzhou and also a Great Victory General, she's certainly won many battles and faced countless strong foes. The 'grand experiences' she's seen far exceed ours; a hunting marshal daring to call herself invincible… she might truly be invincible."

"That makes sense; she must be the strongest among the Seven-Day Generals, right?"

"Putting that Marshal aside… she's most likely the top one," Shishang analyzed, "Since the six generals each excel in different fields, this Great Victory General must be the best at breaking enemy lines on the battlefield; it's understandable that she's the strongest among the generals."

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"Indeed a modest yet imposing good title," Lingsha said, looking at the two behind Feixiao, "Yan Qing, Yunli, now that the sparring is over, shouldn't you politely thank General Feixiao for his guidance and then quietly shake hands to make peace?"

This time Yunli didn't persist, pulling the flying sword from her pack: "…Sword, back to you. You'd better watch your sword, lest someone snatch it again next time. Also, there was no victor this time; next time I'll make you lose convincingly."

Having said that, Yunli hummed and silently left.

"Is that an apologetic attitude? She took the sword back, and Yan Qing should return to the Shen Ce Office to report. General Feixiao, Yan Qing will take his leave first." Before departing, Yan Qing also hoped Lingsha could go to the Shen Ce Office and have an open talk with his own general; he thought the grudges Lingsha mentioned probably had hidden reasons back then.

After Yan Qing left, Lingsha thanked Feixiao again; had she arrived later, she would have had to prepare some bewildering incense to flip the two of them.

"No need to be formal; I've taken care of the favor you asked. Consider it payment for Xian Yao Long Nu's consultation fee, okay?"

Lingsha smiled faintly, "Sorry, even as a distinguished general you have to foot the bill, right? Moreover, the Dan Ding Si clinic always lists prices clearly and never extends credit. Besides, the queue for the Dragon Lady's consultation has already stretched out for decades."

"Then send the bill to the Shen Ce Office, saying it's for my tutoring fees for those two kids. After all, I almost went full force to separate them just now. Now let me find a place to get some fresh air…"

A moment later, Feixiao strolled to the Ancient Sea Shore and waited; after a while, Mobo Ze and Jiao Qiu arrived behind her.

"Back? You've seen Jing Yuan and roamed around for a few hours, what do you think?"

Jiao Qiu: "In my view, General Shen Ce wants to use the martial exhibition to 'show strength to the public', proving that Luofu's situation has been peaceful and thriving since the calamity of the wooden disaster…"

"But… you're about to say 'but', right?"

Jiao Qiu nodded, "But… the crowds that flood in with the martial exhibition become the loudest megaphone for unrest and rumors. One wrong move, and chaos erupts."

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Battle of Twin Cities.

"Pfft—haha—"

Jin Kesi toyed with the crystal sphere glowing blue in her hand, her laughter bouncing around the sealed room, "Xianzhou wants to prove it's safe? No one expected the Bu Li candidates to cause trouble now, and everyone watching the ceremony knows Xianzhou is a mess! Truly… a genius-level blunder!"

Xi Er Ke didn't laugh. He slowly turned the glass cup in his hand, the red liquid at the bottom sloshing with the rim. His eyes, seen through the glass, stared at Jiao Qiu's face, trying to read something from the fox-like person.

"Wrong." He set the wine glass down, "This isn't a good move… nor one Jing Yuan should have made."

Jin Kesi stopped her shaking leg, turned her head, "Jing Yuan is clever, but don't overestimate him—maybe he's just confused."

Someone who's confused can't sit in that position… at best they can't hold it steady, and they certainly won't preserve Xianzhou's centuries‑long peace. Xi Er Ke's face showed a rare puzzled expression; instinct told him Jing Yuan must have ulterior motives, but those motives were shrouded in fog… he couldn't see through them.

He knows Zhu Ming and Yao Qing's envoy are watching, knows every issue will be exposed under the spotlight, yet he voluntarily puts himself in such a disadvantageous position…

Within Xianzhou there are already many who resent him; perhaps this time they'll try to force him out, maybe.

Jin Kesi blinked, then broke into an epiphany‑filled, crazed grin, "Oh—! I get it, Jing Yuan plans to lure all the Xianzhou insiders who dislike him out, then send Yan Qing to eliminate them all! That way his general's seat will be secure!"

"Ha, I'm not surprised you'd do that, but the Xianzhou Marshal certainly won't let you get away with it."

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"The Cloud Riders on the street are quite alert, showing that the general does understand this principle. As for anything else, I can't see it," Mobo Ze said.

Jiao Qiu sighed, "If there's a future assignment to appear before a general, spare me. How does a field medic like me end up being thrust onto the stage, chatting with two generals?"

Mobo Ze: "My line of work isn't suited for public appearances either."

"Stop complaining, I don't see many holes on you either," Feixiao shrugged, "Before making contact, I want to discard prejudice, observe the opponent's 'established momentum' and then judge. That momentum naturally includes the demeanor of the Cloud Riders on the street, public opinion, and the behavior of those close to them."

"An army's strength isn't in its soldiers but in its momentum. Examining the formation of momentum reveals strength and weakness. What the general says, we subordinates benefit greatly from."

Feixiao, exasperated by Jiao Qiu's book‑smacking, said, "A plain sentence, and after you translate it I can't even understand it myself. In short, this is my way of fighting; you all should get used to it."

"Are you treating General Jing Yuan as an enemy for assessment?"

Feixiao, hand on hip, replied, "The longest‑serving general of Luofu's Xianzhou army—how could he have few enemies?"

Jiao Qiu said, "By the way, General, you've already met Xian Yao Long Nu, right? May I see the prescription she gave?"

Feixiao calmly shook his head, "For my case, the Dragon Lady can't do anything; she just told me… to eat something good."