Jian Weiliang.
A second-year student of the ch Combat Departnt at Imperial University, with the title of Interdiate ch Pilot.
Under normal circumstances, assessnts in the ch combat module are conducted by junior ch pilots. Experts have their own dignity; they co to the battle network for exchanges, to improve their own abilities, and disdain to bully the weak.
But Jian Weiliang was an exception.
The excuse he gave to others was that he couldn’t stand amateurs tarnishing the reputation of ch pilots, not even on the internet.
But in reality, he enjoyed bullying the weak, relishing the sight of those who couldn’t beco ch pilots in real life and tried to satisfy their cravings online only to be defeated by him. He derived pleasure from their agonized, hopeless expressions.
Jian Weiliang’s online ID was "Feiying," and today, he had already eliminated nine amateur ch pilots in the entry assessnts.
"Bro Feiying, you’ve got ti to bully the weak again today?" A ch pilot familiar to Jian Weiliang called Feng Chen waved and greeted him.
Controlling Sea Swallow with dexterity, Jian Weiliang executed an Oolong Plays with Beads technique, standing with his sword propped up as he flipped through the applications for the entry assessnt and said, "Feng Chen, how many tis have I told you? I’m not bullying the weak; I’m contributing to the progress of the world. In two years, the main corps of the Shil civilization will co over.
Making these clueless fools give up their unrealistic fantasies is the only way to better focus their energy into their primary jobs....
Damn, ’Kill One Every Ten Steps’, what a bold na. Today, Brother will give you a lesson and suppress your arrogance, to teach you that one must be humble."
Having said this,
he accepted Duge’s application for assessnt.
The pilot nad Feng Chen didn’t leave but instead entered Jian Weiliang’s assessnt area to watch the battle.
He was a junior ch pilot; watching higher-level pilots fight didn’t help him improve, but watching Feiying, a diocre interdiate pilot, could.
This was why, despite looking down on Feiying for bullying the weak, he still chose to watch.
Feiying’s ID revealed his characteristics; his fighting style focused on agility and nimbleness, specializing in light chas.
Today, Feng Chen wanted to learn Feiying’s specialty move, Wind-returning Slash. The Wind-returning Slash allowed control of the Sea Swallow cha to glide through the air for a distance and change direction at will, just like a sea swallow.
It was the most difficult maneuver to perform with the Sea Swallow cha piloted by humans, and Feiying loved using this technique to bully the weak.
...
Soon,
Duge, wearing a Sea Swallow cha, entered the assessnt arena.
The simulated environnt of the assessnt arena was a prairie, with thick green grass on the ground and almost no obstacles.
It was one of the most suitable scenes for rookies to show their capabilities.
Duge had rich combat experience, and after arriving at the assessnt area, he first surveyed the environnt before turning his attention to the examiner on the opposite side.
The sa Sea Swallow cha stood coldly there, its operator invisible.
Usually, Duge would frantically pump his attributes, relying on absolute strength and speed to suppress the enemy; he hadn’t mastered many techniques.
Moreover, those he had faced were usually top-level experts who would use their ultimate moves from miles away, either with area-wide coverage or with overwhelming force, so they too rarely used sophisticated techniques.
Duge’s fighting skills were still those he had learned in a simulated field. Even so, after looking at the examiner opposite him, he found at least ten flaws in his stance. Such a guy, even if Duge didn’t have such high spiritual power, even with only a thousand spiritual power, he felt he could easily handle him...
Just an entry-level examiner indeed!
If he couldn’t beat even soone like this, Lin Hong truly had no talent for fighting at all!
"Kill One Every Ten Steps?" Jian Weiliang’s voice ca from the public channel.
"That’s , I’ve seen the examiner."
Duge politely greeted the examiner opposite him.
The synonym for low profile is restraint, modesty; the high-handed way of speaking he had employed on the alien battlefield no longer suited him.
"Why co to the battle network for an assessnt?" Jian Weiliang asked.
"Because I love chas," Duge replied.
"If you love chas, why not apply to be a ch pilot?" Jian Weiliang followed up.
"I did apply, but didn’t pass," Duge replied.
"Do you know that the Shil civilization is planning a massive invasion in two years?" Jian Weiliang shifted the topic and asked.
"..." Duge was taken aback, "Yes, I know."
"Knowing that, why still co to the battle network to do these aningless things?" Jian Weiliang sighed. "Young man, chas are ant for combat, not for you to look cool and show off. Today, I will defeat you with one move. Afterwards, focus on other things that are more aningful for society, and don’t waste ti on the battle network anymore..."
Damn!
I’ve encountered a show-off today!
Listening to the advice coming from the public channel, Duge was speechless. Still one move? Don’t you know that the ones who talk like this usually end up getting stepped on?
"Instructor, I will consider your advice, but I’d still like to give it a try. Please instruct ," Duge said, apparently not catching the sarcasm from Feiying, as he drew out his broadsword and adopted the most standard defensive stance.
"Heh, young man, let show you today the difference between a real pilot and an amateur..." Jian Weiliang chuckled, and the Sea Swallow cha suddenly leapt high into the air.
Whoosh!
A sound like a gust of wind passed by.
Then, there was a deafening boom.
Jian Weiliang’s vision blurred, and he found himself out of the assessnt arena, with the words "Cockpit destroyed, you have been defeated," floating before his eyes.
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