Chapter 233: The Great Melee

Ma'er left, his expression not good, but he did not say much. Given his status, he had always been one to resolve things through action rather than taking advantage through words. However, this matter still required him to seek instructions from the young master. According to custom, there were countless ways to silently dispose of such bottom-tier trash, especially since the person was a cripple.

After Ma'er left, Kevin came in. "Ant, you should have played along with them. This guy is Xilian's confidant and has great influence; refusing him directly might bring us no small amount of trouble."

Cheng Konghai, however, did not care at all. "Brother Kevin, playing dirty is their specialty, not ours. Don't worry, I have never wanted to recover as quickly as I do at this moment. There will always be a way. What they can do, we will definitely be able to do too!"

"Yo, not bad, you kid has finally returned to your old self. Then let's have a go with them; I'd like to see what tricks they're playing!"

"Don't tell Second Brother about this."

"Damn, do you even need to say that? I'm not a child. If I can't beat them head-on, I'm also an expert at playing dirty!" Kevin licked his lips. It was getting more and more interesting; was Xilian trying to steal their home this time?

In one night, the four major war zones of the EMP created a new high in online traffic since the S Tournament, but the complaint rate also reached a new high. All night long, countless players broke their own Titanium Blades, shouting "The broken blade is reforged, the king returns," and then proceeded to sabotage their teammates one after another. The most disgusting part was that they wouldn't play solo matches, insisting on team battles. Even some streamers were doing this. In the Xuni Qu, it was even more exaggerated; the Armor Dragon, which was usually super unpopular and ignored by everyone, was suddenly a must-ban or must-pick, mainly because they were afraid their teammates would pick it. This wasn't just in the USE; it was the same in the other three major war zones. One would have thought the Mars War Zone would be more indifferent, after all, they lost, but the reality was the exact opposite. The popularity in Mars was on par with Earth, followed by Titan, and finally the NUP. Perhaps the Moon People appreciated it, but they still had some sense.

The liveliness on Mars was unexpected yet reasonable. Martians discriminated against the weak, but as long as you were strong enough, they would respect you. There was another thing: for some reason, many Martians stubbornly believed that Puppet was a Martian. The reason was actually that Lone Wolf and Puppet knew each other, and there were even rumors that Li Hao and Romero were childhood friends, originating from the nephew of the second uncle of the neighbor next door.

Just like that, the Four Great Federations were trolled by a group of Armor Dragons from night until morning. The following weekend was entirely spent in a kind of "Armor-style" carnival. If they couldn't pick the Armor Dragon, they would pick the Armor Leopard or Armor Tiger. Upon meeting, they would immediately enter a "sworn brothers" mode, calling each other Big Brother, Second Brother, and Third Brother. It was a complete mess. All kinds of wheels were thrown blindly, and those who shouted about the Invincible Overlord Spear were beaten like dogs. Even when they were beaten to the ground, they wouldn't admit defeat on their lips. The key was that the ones being beaten were having a blast, which made the winners unable to find any joy.

It was a weekend of total chaos.

Early Monday morning, many people at Tianjing Martial Arts had panda eyes; clearly, everyone had been very "diligent" this weekend. The gloom of S10 seemed to have faded quite a bit, and people had regained confidence in themselves and in the USE.

Sometimes, the power of a role model is truly great.

Ma Long also had panda eyes—a deep-water panda. Ma Laoshi was not having it easy either. He was very excited, and Sheng Man was also very excited; the result was that refined steel had turned into soft fingers. Sheng Man, however, was becoming increasingly charming and moving.

The whole morning was spent yawning in class, but fortunately, everyone else was about the same. Two days had passed, and everyone had not yet come down from that excitement. The entire EMP war zone was still reporting on Puppet. Puppet had already broken out of the circle and was no longer limited to the EMP; many people knew that Earth had produced a miraculous Warrior.

In the principal's office, the academy's morning meeting had ended. Long Danni was also feeling dizzy; she was getting used to this way of handling things, but a few old professors were still not finished.

"Principal, this is nonsense. There are only four healthy Giant Insects in total, and their team is taking half of them—what is this for? What use do they have for Giant Insects? They aren't going to fight them, are they? Isn't the EMP enough?"

"Exactly, don't do anything flashy. Who will pay if they break them!"

Giant Insects, especially healthy ones, were priceless experimental subjects. It was rare that four were rented for the Interstellar Civilization Conference, and a group of students had taken half of them away. The conference hadn't even ended yet, and they wouldn't be able to use them.

Long Danni smiled and waved her hand. "Teachers, this was not my decision; it was the decision from within your conference."

"How is that possible? How come I didn't know!"

"That's right, training should also be practical. It's not that we don't care about the team's results; we are also Tianjing people, but with their combat power, using Mecha to fight Giant Insects has no training value at all. These are low-level Razor Giant Insects."

The professors were all knowledgeable. Long Danni said helplessly, "Jeris agreed to this. Originally, he wanted to borrow all four for research, but I only asked for two. Or, why don't you discuss it again?"

The professors looked at each other, suddenly a bit embarrassed. "Um, Principal, we still have some things to do."

"Oh my, I still have an experiment that isn't finished."

"Oh, the tea I'm brewing is almost ready."

The professors came and went like the wind, and soon they were all gone. Long Danni was also left between laughter and tears; she gradually felt that she, as the principal, was becoming a tool.

The rumor was that she had brought the Interstellar Civilization Conference to Tianjing Martial Arts, and that she could use such a conference to enhance the academy's reputation and comprehensive strength. However, that was not the case; it was Jeris who had taken the initiative to contact her.

At one point, she even thought the other party was a scammer.

Li Hao had applied to her a while ago for a Giant Insect to use for training, asking for a healthy one. Where was she supposed to find one?

The only half-dead one from last time had also kicked the bucket, and the academy needed money everywhere. Jeris had just offered to contribute the Giant Insects brought by the conference.

If this had nothing to do with Li Hao, she wouldn't need to be this principal anymore. And she was also curious: what kind of training was Li Hao doing with a Giant Insect? If it was just to have fun beating up bugs, the cost would be too high.

After lunch, the team gathered. Everyone was a bit excited. The previous training projects were continuing, and everyone had improved to a great extent. Wuzang, Ma Long, and Zhou Naiyi had awakened their Golden Zone, and Zuo Xiaotang felt he was getting close. Huo Ying might have had poorer aptitude, but his physical fitness and basic operations were also improving significantly. His characteristic was passion and focus; his investment in Mecha was one hundred percent, but spiritual nature was something that couldn't be forced.

"What kind of surprise do you think the Team Leader has for us? I feel like the training effect has been decreasing lately; I hope he increases the difficulty." Huo Ying was always so full of confidence.

"I just want to take a nap right now." Ma Long slumped in his chair to recharge his energy.

"The starving are starved, the stuffed are stuffed," Zuo Xiaotang said with a bit of envy. "I've been too tired from playing these past two days; there was no training effect at all, though I did gain over a hundred points."

"Waaah, why can you gain points while I lose them? It's all the Armor Dragon's fault!" Huo Ying looked full of resentment. He also looked at Ma Long with a bit of envy; he hadn't gained points, and he didn't have a girlfriend either. "When will I be able to find true love?"

Ma Laoshi blinked and teased, "Old Hei, where is there true love in the world? You love any girl you see."

Wuzang, on the other hand, was full of energy, with sufficient training and sufficient rest. After watching the match between Puppet and Romero, Wuzang was meditating, comprehensively learning and absorbing. The essence within it was just a spectacle to most people, but for Wuzang, it was truly rare and valuable experience. There were not many successors to the Wu Family, but every one of them was steady and solid. From a young age, they began to possess a solid foundation—not the rigid kind, but the agile kind. Serious training, flexible thinking, and deep understanding; training was not the goal, one must learn to reflect.

This kind of training was slow to show results in the early stages. Wuzang's attack style also belonged to the steady and solid type, but once he entered a period of eruption, the power contained within it was something others could not compare to at all. Ancient Martial Arts emphasized great skill appearing clumsy, returning to simplicity. Wuzang had been moving in this direction.

Zhou Naiyi saw it more clearly: Wuzang had already entered a period of rapid improvement. It had to be said that there were no false reputations under a great name; the Wu Family had suppressed Wuzang for a year until his freshman year. At this time, he had entered a very good stage in terms of both motivation and mentality, and he just happened to run into Li Hao, who could eliminate the sense of expansion that allowed power to increase rapidly, making for a perfect transition.

Regarding the upcoming Mid-Season Tournament, Zhou Naiyi suddenly felt that there wasn't as much pressure; she felt more that this was a rare opportunity for a challenge. Now she wanted to know even more what Li Hao had prepared for them.

"Class Monitor, what are you thinking about? Do you know something?" Ma Long asked.

"I don't know."

"Tch, how is that possible? Hao Ge listens to you the most." Ma Long curled his lips.

"Tell us, tell us, so we can have some mental preparation."

"Let's just say it's the stage we need right now. He applied to the principal for Giant Insects; it's probably to let us understand them a bit."

"Wow, what's there to understand about that thing? The EMP is enough; I still have psychological trauma from last time." Ma Long said speechlessly. "Besides, our school is so poor, where would we buy Giant Insects?"

Tan Ziyuan and Lu Lingxiao arrived. Recently, Lingxiao had also been coming quite frequently. "Everyone is here. Where is the Team Leader?"

"Who knows? He gathered us together and then ran off somewhere else himself. Class Monitor, you have to keep him in check; Hao Ge has been a bit arrogant lately!" Ma Long stirred up trouble.

"Ma Laoshi, it seems you have an opinion about me. Your workload can be doubled in a while." Li Hao walked in with a smile, followed by Jeris.

"Haha, just kidding, Hao Ge, don't be like that. You can give the extra workload to Wuzang. Yo, isn't this Mr. Jeris? This kind of place doesn't suit you." Ma Long said huffily.

Jeris adjusted his glasses and smiled slightly. "I am a special assistant invited by Second Brother."

Everyone stopped talking. In fact, from the way they addressed him, they had already realized the problem. These strange Tianqi Humans, like Luo Bi, Aofei, and Yan Peng, called him Second Brother, while people like Chen Ang and Mo Yu could only call him Li Ge, and they didn't seem to talk to Li Hao much. This person dared to call him Second Brother; he was probably a figure even within Tianqi.

"Alright, arrange the other things. Ma Long, tell Sheng Man that you might not be able to see her for the next few days." Li Hao said.

Ma Long:?

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