Chapter 62: Campus Sprout Li

Li Hao invited Luo Bi to enter a Reality Mode match.

"Use your full strength in a moment; don't use weapons for now," Li Hao said.

Armor Dragon Fighter vs. Armor Dragon Fighter.

Luo Bi was no stranger to the Armor Dragon; he also used the Armor Dragon for training, but he still didn't know what to do. He took a deep breath and tried again. The last time he fought, it was very satisfying, but he hadn't known it was the Second Brother. This time, he was mentally prepared.

The two Mobile Suits prepared for combat. With a roar, Luo Bi's Armor Dragon Fighter struck first, charging at Li Hao at full speed. The combat techniques without weapons—the Cougar style was truly formidable; that wasn't just talk. They had their own set of American War Dance.

Flash Strike...

Boom...

Luo Bi felt his head shake violently, followed by an agonizing pain that made his body lose sensation, and then he was kicked out of the training.

He gasped for air in large gulps. He had used Reality Mode training before; to be precise, any athlete capable of reaching the S Tournament would use it. A normal defeat was fine, but this kind of destructive defeat was the most painful, requiring a good while to recover.

What just happened?

"Hurry up, what are you doing? Continue," Li Hao said.

Luo Bi was stunned. "No, Second Brother, shouldn't we take a break?"

Li Hao looked puzzled. "You wanted to enter the Golden ZONE, didn't you? It hasn't even started yet."

The corners of Luo Bi's mouth twitched. He seemed to have misunderstood; the Golden ZONE was not a shortcut, nor was it a method that relied on proficiency—it was about risking one's life.

No wonder the USE couldn't beat the other federations right now. There were many people with thoughts like his, thinking they were working hard and giving it their all, when in reality, it was just what they told themselves.

"Again!"

This time, Luo Bi learned his lesson: if you don't have the diamond drill, don't try to attack; just focus on defense.

The Armor Dragon lunged forward, throwing a punch, and Luo Bi braced himself with all his might.

Boom...

In three Reality Mode matches, Li Hao subjected Luo Bi to three explosive bombardments, leaving Luo Bi looking deathly pale.

"Let's stop here for today. The Golden ZONE is, so to speak, a survival struggle at the brink of life and death, digging into genetic power, or rather, Soul Power. What the Moon People and Martians can do, you can do too," Li Hao laughed. "No rush, there's plenty of time."

"Yes, Second Brother." Luo Bi was convinced, convinced from his head down to his cells.

Three times, three punches, and he hadn't managed to block a single one. Damn it, this was completely on a different level. Second Brother is awesome!

Although his whole body felt as if it were being torn apart, it felt great. Since Second Brother said it was possible, then there definitely wouldn't be any problem, as long as he could persist.

Taking off the sensor, Luo Bi punched the wall again and again, leaving bloodstains on it one by one. He wanted to regain a little sensation in his numb body.

The gap was too large. What had he been doing all these years? And with that, he had still dreamed of becoming an ace pilot and one day becoming a general.

What he had done before couldn't even be called training.

Li Hao had calculated based on Luo Bi's limits. It definitely wouldn't be easy at first, but with Luo Bi's physical fitness, he could handle it. This stuff was all about who was more ruthless and who had more determination. Back when Bleem was training him, he hadn't been given any chances at all; it was far more extreme than this.

Damn it, just thinking about it now makes my whole body twitch. I'm a bit thirsty, I really want to drink Aiyouyou... ah, milk tea.

"Aiyouyou, is training over? Do you want to drink milk tea?" Li Hao opened his Skycom. He thought about it every day, and whenever he did, his mood inexplicably improved.

"Senior, drinking milk tea will make you fat..." Aiyouyou replied instantly, along with a conflicted emoji.

"Impossible, your figure is so good. Besides, being a bit chubby is even cuter," Li Hao said happily. It was all a different kind of feeling.

"Senior, when did you learn to use sweet talk? Did Ma Laoshi from your dorm teach you?" Aiyouyou on the other side couldn't help but giggle.

"Heavens, you even know the great name of Ma Laoshi?"

"Of course, Ma Laoshi is a big shot in the Starship Department. He won over Senior Sheng Man in a week and is known alongside Gao Yunfeng as one of the two campus heartthrobs of Tianjing Martial Arts, the idol in the hearts of the girls."

"Damn, him? No way. In that case, I can at least call myself a campus sprout!"

Campus sprout?

Aiyouyou couldn't help but giggle. What to do? She wanted to sneak out again, go shopping, eat a late-night snack, drink milk tea, and do so many, many things together freely.

At this moment, Aiyouyou was not at school but at a special place starting rehearsals for her concert. Although it was a small-scale one, everything that should be there was there; songs and all aspects were being prepared, and the best team in the NUP was working busily on the preparations.

Su Yu had also returned. It seemed like just a small concert, but the people coming this time were important figures from all walks of life. On one hand, it could increase Arths' influence, and on the other, it could prepare for the new album. Although Aiyouyou was a bit mischievous, coming to Tianjing was the right choice. She had seen the new songs; they were refreshing, carried a unique vocal style, and felt very special.

"I want to drink milk tea too, but not right now. Everyone is preparing seriously, I can't slip away alone..."

... As they chatted, Aiyouyou's inspiration struck.

"Senior, I have inspiration. Once I write it down, I'll treat you to milk tea."

"See, I told you, I'm a person who is very inspiring just by existing. Keep it up, I'll be waiting for your milk tea!"

Li Hao looked at the Skycom with a silly grin, while Aiyouyou on the other side was incredibly happy.

The two exclusive training zones of Tianjing Martial Arts.

"Boss, what does the principal mean? Has she finally figured it out?" Zhao Zhihan laughed. Everyone was quite happy when they heard that a Campus Tournament was going to be held.

With the strength of their First Team, they would definitely be able to defeat the current Second Team. And by crushing the Second Team in front of the entire school, the Second Team would be finished.

For military academy students, there was no stage more glorious than the Campus Tournament.

Actually, it wasn't that Gao Yunfeng was a scumbag, but as a popular figure, too many girls threw themselves at him. When they got fanatical, even he was left speechless. He had rejected most of them, but he wasn't a saint, nor was he a eunuch; how could he reject so many?

His principle was that he never spent a woman's money. He was happy, but weren't the women happy too? If they were a good fit, they stayed together; if not, they broke up. Wasn't that natural? Did he really have to hang himself on one tree?

A few girls had tried various tactics to keep him, which were exaggerated to the extreme, but it was useless.

As for whether he was a scumbag or not, he didn't care. He never took the sentimental route. Last year's failure had given him a huge shock. If he had achieved good results, all problems wouldn't be problems—being a scumbag would just be being dashing and romantic. But since the results weren't that good, the problems became difficult challenges.

As for Zhou Naiyi, he actually did like this girl a bit after spending time with her, unlike the ones before; it was just that he hadn't expected to mess things up.

He was a senior now, and he had played enough. He had to produce results this year. This was also the reason he had always been amiable toward Zhou Naiyi and Ye Tong. It wasn't that he wanted to do anything, but if Tianjing Martial Arts wanted to achieve results at the S11, the combat power of these two people was indispensable, along with Wuzang.

"Zhihan, it's not that simple. With Principal Long's personality, she wouldn't give up so easily. She probably wants us to stimulate the Second Team," Gao Yunfeng frowned slightly. Principal Long said it was competition on the surface, but he could tell that this woman had an opinion about him; perhaps she had been provoked by something in the past.

"Stimulate?"

"Interest is a person's good teacher, and next is humiliation. If you want immediate results, the latter is more effective," Gao Yunfeng said.

Long Danni had gone to such lengths, so how could she just let it go? It was just that she had her own plans, and he had his own ideas.

Getting Ye Tong, Zhou Naiyi, and Wuzang over—that was his perfect lineup. He didn't know what Long Danni was actually thinking. Without him, relying only on these newcomers would lead to a total collapse at the S Tournament.

As the only signature player in Tianjing Martial Arts with an EMP score over 2500, he was the only one with tournament experience and the right mindset; even the old principal saw this more clearly than he did. Could it be that the standard of USE had dropped, or that Tianjing's poor results were entirely his own fault?

Winners are kings, losers are outcasts.

"Hehe, Boss, then let's thoroughly humiliate them; I've long found them an eyesore. By the way, there are a few junior schoolgirls recently who want to..."

"Didn't I tell you? Focus on training and get good results; what kind of women won't you have then?" Gao Yunfeng frowned.

"Haha, Boss, don't worry, I'm being very serious," Zhao Zhihan said with a grin. With only one year left, how could he not have a good time? There were junior schoolgirls everywhere; if he missed this chance, he wouldn't find another.

"Oh, right, Boss, I've talked to Xue Gang and Tang Yu. As long as you nod, they are willing to come here as Substitutes, but our team would have one extra person. They are waiting for news now."

"Persuade Huo Ying to quit. Heavy Armor doesn't have much meaning anymore; facing the current mainstream style, he has no value," Gao Yunfeng said after pondering for a moment. This person's level was average, he was sullen and quiet, and had no presence. Moreover, Xue Gang could double as a Heavy Armor and a flex player. Tang Yu's presence was still very necessary; he was very well-rounded and would be useful at the S Tournament.

The principal had a good plan, sending people over, but he had a way to get them back. Compared to the second team, the first team was obviously more tempting. Even as a Substitute, one could still go to the World Championship, which was a heavy stroke of color on a resume. And to be honest, as long as one said they were a member of the first team, they wouldn't lack girlfriends at school.

The second team, what did that count for?

"Done, Boss, then I'll go handle it," Zhao Zhihan said happily.

He had long been annoyed with that Huo Ying. This guy, just a Substitute, was so cocky all day long, acting as if he were the Team Leader. With just that little bit of strength, he didn't even know his own name anymore. Would the team stop spinning without him?

A guy with no self-awareness, he had finally fallen into his hands.

Over at the second team, Professor Meng Ye had already arrived, but Xue Gang and Tang Yu had not, and they weren't answering their Skynet calls either.

After a long while, Zhou Naiyi's face showed shock, which slowly turned into helplessness, "Xue Gang and Tang Yu have quit."

Wuzang, Ye Tong, and Zuo Xiaotang were also a bit stunned; how could they suddenly quit when everything was fine?