Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1959 - 1960: That’s Not How You Pick Up Girls

In the military camp, there's always admiration for the strong.

Even though Park Jung-eun was sternly taught a lesson by Yang Fei, he imdiately changed his attitude.

He respectfully walked up to Yang Fei and saluted him with a standard military salute.

"I didn't expect your Kung Fu to be so good. I truly didn't recognize Mount Tai right in front of ."

"Let's et formally; my na is Park Jung-eun, Lieutenant."

No one else dared to laugh at Yang Fei anymore.

Everyone followed Park Jung-eun to step forward and et Yang Fei.

"Fatty, I'm Jas, Lieutenant."

"You're really amazing at Kung Fu, I'm Tom, Lieutenant."

"I'm Liu Jian, 23 years old this year. Let's all go to the bar for a drink when we have ti."

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The atmosphere in the camp began to lighten up.

Everyone saluted Yang Fei, and every person's eyes were filled with respect.

This is the rule in the military camp.

If you want to earn others' respect, you must have sufficient strength, without any trickery.

Yang Fei is a humorous person, with a gentle personality.

He doesn't have the pride of a Spiritual Martial Arts Master, as long as you don't offend him, he can chat with anyone.

In no ti, Yang Fei beca familiar with everyone.

The other seven trainees found the Fatty amusing and strong, without any pretentiousness.

Before long, everyone started liking this adorable Fatty.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, a rhythmic sound.

Park Jung-eun sneaked a glance outside the door and imdiately grinned toothily.

"My Little Junior Sister ca to bring warmth, sorry folks, I'm one step ahead on the flirting path."

The atmosphere in the barracks instantly beca lively.

Everyone found Park Jung-eun's narcissism both annoying and funny.

At Sai Enshi Military Academy, cadets are strictly forbidden from having romantic entanglents.

After all, this is a regular army, ready to advance to the front lines at any mont, fighting the Doomsday Tribunal forces to the death.

Once indulged in a tender embrace, who would want to go to the front lines risking their life?

Yet, contrary to expectations, the soldiers' thoughts were precisely the opposite of what the academy leaders intended.

Since they were all heading to the front lines to kill the enemy, not knowing if they'd return alive, they wanted to enjoy the good life to the fullest,

And for male cadets with overflowing hormones, being able to flirt with a flower-like female cadet would make dying on the battlefield worth it.

However, such aspirations often couldn't be put into practice.

The reason is simple: there are far too few female cadets in the academy, with many wolves and little flesh.

Moreover, nurous beautiful resources are monopolized by many noble sons.

For ordinary commoner trainees, finding a good-looking female cadet is like their ancestors' graves blessing them with smoke rising.

Without the privileged background of noble sons, without massive resources to attract beauties.

Ordinary commoner sons have no choice but to act quickly and decisively.

So, in the first month of reporting, all the male cadets set their sights on female cadets.

The competition was so fierce that it almost ca down to bayonet points seeing red.

In this smoke-free competition, if soone could hold a beautiful cadet's small hand, it would make most trainees pound their chests and turn green with envy.

Even though Park Jung-eun lost to Yang Fei in martial arts, he soon had a beautiful trainee looking for him.

To him, this was an honor, more joyous than defeating Yang Fei.

After Park Jung-eun finished speaking, he opened the door under the envious looks of the others.

A female trainee with a ponytail walked in.

She was carrying a quilt, obviously bringing it for Park Jung-eun.

The female trainee wasn't unattractive; her clean face had a few white freckles.

But these didn't detract from her beauty, giving her a bit more tenderness instead.

Park Jung-eun opened his big mouth, chuckling foolishly, took the quilt from the female trainee, and his voice beca much gentler.

"Chen Lu, what brings you here?"

The female trainee nad Chen Lu glanced at Park Jung-eun and then lowered her head again.

"If I don't bring you a quilt, how will you rest at night?"

Yang Fei found this amusing.

This guy burst into laughter on the side, cracking jokes.

"What do you need a quilt for? Just sleep together~."

Everyone else was so amused by Yang Fei that they couldn't stop laughing and egged on.

Chen Lu was already shy, and being teased by Yang Fei, she dashed out of the room like a startled Little Deer.

Park Jung-eun panicked and quickly rushed out, looking very flustered.

Yang Fei looked surprised at the departing figure of Chen Lu, muttering to himself.

"This girl is too shy. Doesn't matter if it's early or late, sleep is sleep."

"Besides, what Fatty Master ant was sleeping, not doing anything else."

Hearing this, the others laughed even more heartily.

Two minutes later, Park Jung-eun walked in with a dark face.

He glared fiercely at Yang Fei, saying irritably.

"My woman just ca, and you scared her away. If I weren't weaker than you, I'd beat the heck out of you today."

Yang Fei was amused by the big guy's straightforwardness and laughed heartily.

He took out a cigarette and handed one to each of the cadets.

This guy smiled slyly and crooked his finger at Park Jung-eun.

"Big guy, co here, Fatty Master will give you so advice."

Park Jung-eun walked over to Yang Fei, fuming, and glared at him.

"Fatty, you owe an apology. If you ruin this beautiful matter, even if I can't beat you, I'll fight you to the end."

Yang Fei laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Big guy, this isn't how you flirt with girls."

"You put her on a pedestal like a goddess, she'll see you as insignificant like an ant."

"Forget about loving you, I'd wager she barely even looks at you.

Park Jung-eun was imdiately dumbfounded, staring blankly at Yang Fei, eyes filled with eagerness.

"I've been treating Chen Lu this way, wanting to bare my heart to her."

"But Chen Lu feels indifferent towards . She doesn't ignore , but she won't agree to be my girlfriend either. Please, Fatty Master, show the way."

Unknowingly, Yang Fei's image rose endlessly in Park Jung-eun's mind, and Fatty beca Fatty Master.

Yang Fei snapped his fingers.

"Now listen carefully, your heart's in the wrong place when pursuing a woman."

"You're turning yourself into a beggar, pleading for a woman's love."

"Little do you know, won admire the strong, they yearn to be conquered, to worship strong n from body to soul."

"If you approach it like a beggar, how can you possibly conquer her?"

"I think this Chen Lu Miss has a good impression of you but doesn't necessarily submit to you."

Park Ji-eun felt like he was hit with a splash of cold water, suddenly enlightened.

"I get it; I've been too accommodating to Chen Lu, and it lowered her impression of ."

Yang Fei chuckled: "A teachable child indeed."

"Think about it, you're already an official student of Sai Enshi Academy."

"A person like you, skilled in Martial Arts, with talents. Charge the front lines and fight so battles, as long as you return alive, you'd be a General."

"By then, wouldn't won be at your disposal?"

Park Ji-eun shook his head: "Even if I beco a General, I only like Chen Lu."

"Fool!"

Yang Fei flicked a finger hard against Park Ji-eun's forehead.

"I'm telling you to face yourself, to strengthen your mindset, only then will you have the confidence to pursue won."

"Only when a beggar becos a Prince, in the psychological contest, can you gain the upper hand, understand?"

This struck Park Ji-eun suddenly with understanding: "I get it now."

He suddenly bear-hugged Yang Fei, planting a big kiss on Yang Fei's face.

"Thank you, Fatty Master, thank you for the guidance. I know what to do now."