Chapter 481: Crazy Training III

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Xi Qing's long awaited personal training by the instructor himself had finally arrived. He had prepared long and hard for this day.

The two mechs faced each other. One was Xi Qing's D-6, and the other, Ye Chong's Muscle Man. Everyone in Group 25 halted their training and came to watch the fight. The instructor's ability in mech piloting had always been a mystery to them. They would certainly not miss out on the chance to watch him fight in his mech.

"You attack first," Ye Chong ordered simply.

"Alright," Xi Qing was overjoyed and replied excitedly. He made his move instantly.

D-6 lowered itself down, pushing itself forward with its bent legs. Its engines were on on full power, and both hands were already armed with swords. As Xi Qing watched the awkward looking mech growing larger and larger in his eyes, he realized that he was feeling very calm inside.

The mech seemed to ignore his move and did not react. Xi Qing was patient, and did not get worked up because of it.

Close the distance, get in position, strike his target!

Xi Qing cleared his mind of all distractions as he types the commands quickly on his controls. The two swords in D-6's hands rotated, their hilts now pointed to the front.

Wham! The mech's legs stomped heavily on the ground, and as its engines swerved in another direction, D-6's movements became a blur.

Geometrical veering!

D-6 accelerated abruptly to its maximum speed, and the sword in its left hand silently pointing towards Muscle Man's throat. His right hand held its sword back, a hidden threat that could strike out at any time.

The students who were watching all gasped in surprise. The series of movements were so fast that it caught them off guard. Some of the more pretentious students began to imagine themselves at the receiving end, and considered their chances of avoiding the attack - they quickly concluded that they would not be able to do so. These pretentious students felt humiliated upon this realization.

Xi Qing had put a lot of thought into this attack. He was smart, and knew that the instructor would most likely ask him to attack first. He would be given that advantage. Hence, he came up with this strategy! He was confident that it would be able to at least cause trouble for the instructor, if not outright defeat him.

Strategically speaking, this was an example of a prepared attack launched against an unprepared opponent!

Muscle Man's body grew larger and larger in his eyes. D-6 had already locked on to his target. However, Muscle Man did not move still. Could his instructor fail to come up with a countermove? Impossible! Xi Qing dismissed the thought immediately. However, he could not afford to consider it further. He would not want to disturb his momentum just because he could not read his opponent's intention.

Now! Xi Qing's eyes glowed. He quickly entered his preset commands.

Just then, the inert Muscle Man began to move!

Knees bent, lunge forward, attack! The clumsy Muscle Man was now like a human fighter, its every move deft and fluid. Its huge body and unwieldy limbs produced a sharp contrast with its movements. The paradox was strange to watch.

Muscle Man suddenly accelerated to a point 30 degrees to the right of the D-6 while swiping out with its left leg.

Xi Qing was secretly pleased. In all the possible scenarios he considered, this was one of them. His instructor would be able to escape his own attack range and change the fighting dynamics between them.

Of course, if Xi Qing had anticipated this, he would have a countermeasure in place!

D-6 swiped out with its right sword, took a right step back, then slashed downwards with the sword in its left hand.

Both mechs were moving fast. D-6's right hand sword was going for Muscle Man's throat, while its left hand kept the mech from escaping. Their instructor was about to lose! The students watched anxiously. It was not exactly shocking if their instructor lost, but Xi Qing's attack was truly vicious and well planned! It did not surprise them that their instructor would lose.

As expected, Xi Qing was a capable man! Everyone looked to D-6 with admiration.

Just when everyone thought the fight was over, Muscle Man finally overcome its passive role and did something that everyone who was watching would never forget!

Muscle Man did not pull back its left leg, which had missed its target. Instead, its right leg suddenly kicked upwards towards D-6's left rib. It was strange to see Muscle Man with both its legs not touching the ground, while its upper body bent down in a physically staggering manner as D-6's right hand sword grazed past its face.

His opponent's move was completely unexpected by Xi Qing. Nevertheless, he did not panic. So far, he had the upper hand. As long as he did not make any mistakes, he would win this round.

D-6 twisted its body to the side, avoiding Muscle Man's right leg while its left hand directed the sword towards Muscle Man. Even though Muscle Man had thick armor, Xi Qing that knew that this premeditated strike would definitely cause significant damage.

With both its feet off the ground, Muscle Man once again did the impossible, rotating its body in midair like a top! All the students watched in astonishment as Muscle Man turned into a blur from its fast movements, thinking - how did he do it?

Klang! A sharp sound of metal against metal was heard. The sword in D-6's left hand hit against the rapidly spinning metal body and was flung away into the distance, like it was being repelled away by a hammer!

Xi Qing was in danger! Everyone who was watching realized this immediately. With the sword in its left hand gone, D-6's chest was wide open. In the blink of an eye, the balance of the fight shifted dramatically.

Muscle Man suddenly reached out and grabbed onto D-6's left hand. Since Muscle Man was bulky, and currently spinning very quickly, D-6 lost its balance instantly.

Wam! Muscle Man's two thickset mechanical legs slammed into the ground intimidatingly.

Shoulder punches, knee kicks …

D-6 never had the chance to land properly as it received all the attacks helplessly. The students had been trained for long distance combat since they were young, and had never seen such a violent fight. The two mechs that stood over 10 meters each now fought against each other in close quarters. Every hit was enough to make one cringe. The ground seemed to be trembling as the students watched in suspense.

Dust was sent flying all over the place as the two mechs fought, but the dull and loud sounds of metal against metal could still be heard clearly.

Soon, the yellow dust settled.

The students could finally see the two mechs. A sharp parrying spear was pointed straight at D-6 throat, barely five millimeters away from its target. The parrying spear gleamed with typical metallic coldness. At the other end of the parrying spear was a huge and seemingly unwieldy mechanical hand.

The students gave a thunderous applause, finally releasing the excitement that had been building in them. They cheered as loud as they could, waving their hands excitedly as their faces blushed with eagerness.

Through the hole in the fence, Shen Ruxue watched in shock.

The real life combat training had stirred up all the students, encouraging them to train harder. They were all eager to learn directly under their instructor. However, their instructor had said that only those who completed his training according to his standards would be personally taught. Hence, the training ground was lit up with burning enthusiasm as the students underwent their training impatiently, unwilling to be left behind.

The one who was envied the most on the training ground was Xi Qing. Their instructor had spent almost all his time on him. However, it was Xi Qing who felt the gloomiest of them all. After just a few rounds, his instructor could read him like a book. Hence, his situation turned depressing. Everytime he fought against his instructor, he would be beaten to the ground, and everytime he trained, he would have to be fully alert. Whenever he stood in front of his instructor, he could feel a killing aura emanating from him. His instructor would make his killing aura more and more intense that it chilled him to the bone. Once, his mind went blank until his instructor's mech pointed its parrying spear at him, pulling him out of his fear.

"He must have killed people before! And more than a few of them!" Xi Qing thought to himself, but never had the courage to ask his instructor about it.

On the other hand, Xi Qing could feel himself remarkably improving every day. He no longer paralyzed in fear at his instructor's killing aura. He finally understood why the instructor had ordered them to practice those dry and basic moves. Whenever he suffered under the overwhelming attacks from his instructor, there was no time for fancy moves. Besides, Xi Qing had noticed keenly that his instructor had almost always used those basic moves, but executing them faster! These basic moves became powerful weapons when done by the instructor himself. He never had the chance to fight back whenever he fought against his instructor.

However, this intense daily training with his instructor would not last long. The other students were beginning to complete the training that the instructor had set for them.

Every since Ye Chong's fight with Xi Qing, the other students were all eager to get their chance. Five days later, all the students succeeded in completing their training.

Ye Chong never went easy with his students. On the contrary, he dialed up his killing aura to stimulate his students. He was not skilled in teaching, and could only rely on this method. Fortunately, the students were all fast learners. Aside from that, the daily combat training sessions allowed him to get used to Muscle Man faster. Hence, Ye Chong decided to treat the combat training as his own training, and kept on it everyday from dawn till dusk.

Ye Chong never knew that his actions made his students even more respectful of him. The way they saw it, they had a very committed instructor who would always train all day long, and with each and every one of them. They were also intrigued by their instructor's stamina. Surely it took a lot of strength to be able to fight all day!

Little by little, Ye Chong began to gain respect from his students unawares.