Chapter 301: The Truth of Control!
Chapter 301: The Truth of Control!
Editor: H2dH2mr Seeing that Ling Lan had co to a realisation, Ling Xiao continued, “One more thing.
In order for a cha to display greater combat power, is it only possible by relying on those fancy and intricate moves?
Ling Lan, have you ever thought about this question?” Ling Lan was stumped by these words.
The higher the difficulty of the cha controls, the harder it was for the enemy to fight against it.
This was the universally accepted standard of the cha world …
but now, Ling Xiao seed to be suggesting that the truth was not so.
Could it be that the entire cha community was mistaken in their understanding?
Or was it her father himself who was mistaken?
Ling Lan instantly eliminated the possibility of her father being wrong.
If her father was mistaken in his theoretical understanding of cha, then how in the world had he co by his god-class operator status?
Thinking about the fewer than few god-class operators within the Federation, Ling Lan could not help but think, Could it be that the official understanding of the cha community on cha control was actually wrong, which is why there are so few god-class operators?
And my father just happened to understand it correctly, thus breaking the age record to beco the youngest god-class operator of the Federation …?
Considering this possibility, Ling Lan’s spirits rallied.
Did this an that she was about to learn the truth of cha control?
No wonder it was said that truth was only accessible to a chosen few1.
Seeing the radiant light shining from Ling Lan’s eyes, Ling Xiao knew his daughter had figured things out.
He continued, “Have you heard of ‘keeping things simple’?
This phrase can also apply to cha control.” “Does it an that, it is actually the simplest controls that have the greatest power?” asked Ling Lan with a quirked brow.
“Hn, not quite.
It should be more like, being able to control a cha like your own limbs, using the least amount of effort to bring out the greatest efficiency of a cha — that is what a true cha operator needs to do.” Ling Xiao shared his insights, “Those special moves which require trendous effort with equally trendous power are not unimportant, but they are just unnecessary outside of those life-or-death monts or so other critical juncture.
Using them would just drain and damage your cha for no reason.
If you can use the simplest control thods to deal with an opponent, then why be so wasteful?” At first, when he had clambered out of the black hole and had been faced with a sky full of enemies, he could only use grand and domineering top-class techniques to frighten the enemy forces into submission.
Reality had forced Ling Xiao to use those majestic moves exclusive to god-class operators, but the associated massive drain had secretly made Ling Xiao wince as well.
Even though god-class cha could replenish their energy from the stars automatically, after those two astoundingly powerful area-of-effect attacks he had perford, his god-class cha’s energy bank had descended to a point where red warnings had been flashing …
Still, as the Federation managed to obtain the ultimate victory in that battle due to this expenditure, Ling Xiao felt that the cost was worth it.
However, this kind of operation was only applicable under that sort of critical scenario.
If he had been facing a smaller group of enemies instead, Ling Xiao would never have made the sa choice.
Mind you, for a cha operator, once their cha’s energy source was completely drained or was destroyed, it would an certain death.
As such, this was not sothing a good cha operator should do.
A good cha operator would do their best to protect themselves even as they dealt with the enemy.
They would understand that they only had one life — only by keeping this life would they be able to kill more enemies.
A flash of valour — Ling Xiao did not approve; a flare of brilliance — Ling Xiao did not feel it was worth it.
Only by extending one’s life could one be considered a good cha operator, though deserters naturally did not count.
Thus, Ling Lan’s fixation with chasing after grand and powerful controls had let Ling Xiao see Ling Lan’s problem.
This was a common issue with the Federation cha operators — everyone felt that only the most powerful moves could represent the strength of a cha operator, when in truth, this thinking was wrong.
On the battlefield, the warriors who could survive till the end were often those cha operators who seed average in strength but had solid foundations.
In the end, they would grow to beco even stronger.
anwhile, those prodigious cha operators who caused others to be in awe of them, despite possessing countless grand and elaborate moves, would often die young on the battlefield.
Chasing the problem to its roots, every single case could be chalked down to depletion of energy or cha breakdown, which led them to be struck down by their enemies to sleep forevermore among the stars.
Ling Xiao’s words made Ling Lan begin to contemplate deeply.
Indeed, regardless of how strong the enemy was, preserving oneself was the most crucial thing.
Seeking a mont of valour and glory completely went against Ling Lan’s original intentions.
Ling Lan had only wanted to continue living on freely and safely; she did not want to let herself beco a hero whose na would be carved on so morial monunt.
Enlightened, Ling Lan said solemnly to her father, “I understand now.
From now on, I will change my fighting style.
Thank you, father, for your guidance.” cha controls which would let her continue living on was what she truly needed, as well as being the most worthy of her ti.
Although her father had only said such a simple few sentences, those words had obviously included the insight Ling Xiao had gained over his 33 years of operating cha, and so was extrely valuable.
From them, Ling Lan could feel Ling Xiao’s abundant fatherly love.
This made Ling Lan feel extrely moved deep inside, but used to being cold and aloof, she just could not make herself do anything overly warm in response and thus could only sum up her emotions in a simple statent of thanks.
“Alright, since you understand now, then show your foundational controls properly.
I hope you won’t disappoint too much.” Ling Xiao naturally could feel Ling Lan’s gratitude — he had a slight smile on his lips, but his tone was still stern and grim.
At this mont, in order to ensure his daughter would continue to live on safely, he chose to be a strict teacher and not a kind father.
“Yes, father!” Even as Ling Lan replied, she decisively used an advanced cha repair kit on her cha.
After the repairs were done, the cha’s screen displayed that it was back at 100%.
Even the right arm’s control system which had been wrecked by Ling Xiao was restored to normal.
Clenching and unclenching the cha’s right hand, Ling Lan found that there was no problem at all with its functioning; Ling Lan was extrely pleased.
Fortunately this place was the cha world …
cha were able to be repaired and adjusted to optimum condition in a short period of ti without wasting ti which could be spent on sparring.
If this had been the real world, to repair a cha and restore it to full fighting power would require quite a few hours, no matter how skilful the repair master was.
Even as Ling Lan sighed internally over how convenient the cha world was, she controlled her cha to pick Regretless up from the ground and slung it back over her back.
Then, she assud the most simple and unbelievably familiar stance everyone who used cha would know.
******** The spectating Li Lanfeng and Zhao Jun saw the interdiate cha suddenly change its initial attack style — its complex and dazzling advanced cha skills and techniques were suddenly replaced with simplicity.
“Lanfeng, isn’t this the basic assessnt stance before entering cha World?” Zhao Jun stared at this stance which seed so distant in mory and yet was so morable, and could not help but ask dubiously.
Li Lanfeng responded affirmatively, “Yes, it is!” The basic assessnt moves were the cha operation movents he was most familiar with.
That was the set of moves he had trained to proficiency alongside the rabbit cha.
There had even been many tis when the two had challenged each other to see who could complete it faster and better.
Who knew that many years after that, these basic assessnt moves which could hardly be seen in cha World would appear right here before his eyes?
This scene brought him back to that ti, when he had been secretly watching the rabbit cha train …
While Li Lanfeng was lost in his mories, the interdiate cha moved.
It used the most basic out-toed sprinting art — this was a type of high-speed sprinting thod for cha which was also extrely stable, a basic control movent that was able to support the body in executing any type of attack.
However, in the later stages, after obtaining the better criss-crossed sprinting thod as well as the more advanced Z-shaped body flash art, almost all the cha operators would scorn the out-toed sprinting art for looking crude and ungainly.
Moreover, its speed and evasion ability was also no better than the other two types of sprinting control skills, and so this most basic out-toed sprinting art was set aside.
Later on, with the appearance of even more advanced skills like the Figure-8 Spin, Phantom Light Stream, Gamma Whirl, Light-and-Shadow Skim, and other high-speed flight evasion arts, this most basic out-toed sprinting art beca utterly extinct among the advanced cha warriors.
“Impossible, how can his speed be that fast?” Zhao Jun suddenly shouted in shock, startling Li Lanfeng from his reverie.
Li Lanfeng eyes focused as he looked over, and sure enough, even though that interdiate cha was using the most basic of basics, the out-toed sprint, that speed was no lesser than what they could achieve using the criss-crossed sprint or the Z-shaped body flash art at present.
It could even be said that the other was one level higher; this was another reason why Zhao Jun would exclaim in such surprise.
“He’s attacking now.
It’s the simplest bash attack.” The interdiate cha that had been running circles around the imperial cha master suddenly drew close to the other, both fists efficiently striking out at the other’s head without any bit of subterfuge.
“Using such a simple attack, how could he land a hit?” said Zhao Jun irritably.
The other could obviously execute much more complex attacks, so why didn’t he do so instead of using this type of attack thod which was clearly not going to work?
Sure enough, the imperial cha lifted an arm and blocked the interdiate cha’s fists.
But right then, the interdiate cha’s fists retracted the mont they touched the other, and imdiately after, its feet kicked off the ground and swung powerfully at the other …
It looked like that blatant dual-fist attack was actually just a feint — the true finishing move of the interdiate cha was from its feet.
“This is the basic stomping art!
Hells, what exactly is he trying to do?” Zhao Jun could not help but wrap his arms around his head and wail.
He wanted to see an instructional fight, not watch as an interdiate cha displayed the basic assessnt moves one after the other …
could that even be considered a real attack?
Li Lanfeng, who had originally been responding to everything Zhao Jun said, was unusually quiet at this ti.
Within his cockpit, his expression was one of intense shock, filled with disbelief …
“This is the rabbit cha’s most habitual attack move.
It’s also sothing he created.
Whenever he had sothing he couldn’t resolve, he would default to using this move …” Across the distance of 7 years, this familiar move erged once more before his eyes — even as it made him emotional, he was filled with shock and doubt.
******** Ling Xiao was rather taken aback by this unexpected kick of Ling Lan’s because this stomping art was not an attack technique.
Instead, it was a type of basic movent skill which worked together with the out-toed sprint to help shift directions and speed.
Ever since the out-toed sprint fell out of favour, this stomping art had also been forgotten by the cha operators.
Ling Xiao did not find it surprising that Ling Lan would use the stomping art, but the fact that Ling Lan had actually made so improvents to it and integrated it into her attack did surprise him.
He was even greatly pleased by it — this ant that his daughter’s mastery of the basic controls had already reached an apex, otherwise she could not have evolved these basic moves so naturally into attack techniques.
It looked like Ling Lan had taken his legacy to heart — she had learned the foundations extrely well, securing them solidly.
“Not bad!” Ling Xiao did not hold back on giving his daughter praise, even as both his hands rose to et Ling Lan’s feet.
Attributed to Plato, this saying refers to how the true state of things is often first grasped by a select astute few rather than the masses.
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