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Chapter 122 Mouse Tail Juice
Not long after Wang Gang and his companion returned to their unit, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.
The rain intensified, and the gloomy sky made the surroundings appear as dark as night.
Wei Ziwei glanced at Li Daoxuan in the distance, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She had thought it was just a made-up excuse that Li Daoxuan didn't want to take action, but she didn't expect it to actually rain.
"Wang Gang, do you think it's true that Zhao Yuan said he's waiting for us to have a one-on-one fight at the armory?"
Wei Ziwei walked to Wang Gang's side, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. In her opinion, given Zhao Yuan's personality, it was quite possible that it was true.
Wang Gang shook his head. Large raindrops pattered against the brim of his hat, but his gaze remained calm. "I don't know, but I won't cooperate with you today. I have my own mission."
Wei Ziwei's face darkened, and she glared at Wang Gang with displeasure. "What do you mean? This isn't the army. What kind of tasks can you possibly have in a training camp?"
Wang Gang glanced at Wei Ziwei indifferently and said seriously, "The training camp is also a military camp. As long as I am standing here, I am a soldier."
Wei Ziwei frowned slightly. Talking to this stubborn person was less interesting than arguing with Li Daoxuan. "...Fine, then I'll ask you, what exactly is your mission? Why do you need so many people following you?"
Wang Gang spoke slowly, having already arranged everything. "Don't worry, I'll go on the mission alone. Half of my men will go with you, and the other half will go to clear out the scattered individuals on the periphery."
Wei Ziwei frowned. "That's it?"
Wang Gang's lips curled up, his tone slightly sarcastic, "What's wrong? You're only at the second level of Thunder Law, and you're afraid of that brat Zhao Yuan?"
Actually, Wang Gang had something else he wanted to say but didn't: "When two arrogant guys get together, they might not seem so arrogant anymore."
Wei Ziwei and Zhao Yuan both come from ancient martial arts families. They look down on each other, so a fight between them might be even more exhilarating.
Anyway, as a soldier, I'm not as reckless as the two of them; a fight would be pointless.
"Afraid? He's just a hothead, why would I be afraid of him?" Wei Ziwei's eyebrows shot up, as if she could already imagine the scene of Zhao Yuan being beaten up by her.
Wang Gang nodded in agreement, "Then let's do it that way. I definitely can't tell you about my mission."
“…I don’t want to know yet.” Wei Ziwei turned and left, leaving behind only a cold remark.
Wang Gang watched Wei Ziwei's retreating figure and shook his head slightly.
As time slowly passed, the start of the competition drew ever closer.
Finally, the iron gate in front creaked loudly, signaling the official start of the competition.
"Follow me." Wei Ziwei said, then threw down her spear and charged forward.
The others immediately followed.
A purple blur moved rapidly toward the distant armory in the dim light.
A faint voice came from the communicator in Wang Gang's ear, beneath the hood of his cloak: "Girls' dormitory, room 209 on the second floor."
"Understood, Instructor," Wang Gang replied.
"Hey, Lao Wang, why aren't you leaving yet? You insist on making me do it today, are you trying to slack off?" Li Daoxuan walked up to Wang Gang and said with a grin.
"I don't have time to play with you, I have things to do, I'm leaving now." Wang Gang left these words and ran towards the training camp on the other side.
"I'm speechless. Is this instructor out of his mind? I need to learn welding sometime," Li Daoxuan muttered, looking at the surveillance camera on the roadside utility pole.
……
Underground at the training camp.
Instructor Hong was speechless. "No, this kid shouldn't insult the instructor no matter what!"
Beside him, an elderly man with white hair, dressed in a Taoist robe, stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "Instructor Hong, why are you getting angry with a junior? Don't make yourself sick."
Instructor Hong said in a deep voice, "Senior Li, even though Li Daoxuan is your disciple, you can't protect him like this."
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. It would be better if they started fighting. We can't always have these little squabbles." Yuan Gang said calmly, watching Li Daoxuan chasing after Wang Gang on the screen.
Instructor Hong glanced disapprovingly at the smiling Senior Li, then turned to Yuan Gang and asked, "Chief Yuan, is this really a good idea? Qin Xue is new here, after all. No matter how special the Forbidden Ruins are, it's not right to send Wang Gang to test them, is it? What if something goes wrong..."
Yuan Gang calmly picked up the water glass on the table, took a couple of sips, and slowly said, "What are you afraid of? Wang Gang knows how to handle things. What we want is to understand her forbidden realm and potential, not to take her life."
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Above, the armory.
In the empty armory, Zhao Yuan sat casually on an iron rack, with a long stick lying around him.
After the new recruits tidied up the armory, it appeared empty on the surface. However, upon closer inspection, one would find that the neatly arranged boxes around the armory gave the space a sense of spaciousness.
If someone with X-ray vision were to come here at this moment, they would discover that behind the weapon crates at the edge, there are figures holding weapons quietly hiding, numbering about twenty or thirty.
Da da da……
The sound of footsteps approaching through the water broke the surrounding tranquility.
Zhao Yuan jumped off the shelf, picked up a long stick, and stared intently at the entrance to the armory.
Tap...tap...tap...
A purple figure broke through the dim shadows and crashed into the armory lights.
Droplets of water slid down the edge of the cloak, and beneath the hood, Wei Ziwei calmly surveyed the armory.
Finding no one else in sight, Wei Ziwei's expression turned icy. "I didn't expect you to be as arrogant as ever."
Zhao Yuan tapped the ground lightly with his long staff, his tone relaxed, "So what? You've been training for half a year, and you can barely keep up with me. You might even be defeated by me. Of course I have the right to be arrogant."
"Fine, today I'll erase all your pride, so that you'll tremble before me from now on."
Wei Ziwei's spear trembled slightly, splashing water everywhere. With a slight movement of her feet, she instantly rushed towards Zhao Yuan.
To avoid being mocked by Zhao Yuan, she had her people waiting outside as soon as she entered. If she hadn't come out within twenty minutes, they would rush in.
She was confident that she could incapacitate Zhao Yuan within twenty minutes.
Wei Ziwei's explosive power allowed her to cover nearly ten meters in the blink of an eye, her spear precisely aimed at Zhao Yuan's brow.
Zhao Yuan showed no intention of dodging. He slipped his hand down, gripped the end of the staff tightly, and slammed the staff upwards!
clang--!
A crisp clang of metal rang out. Wei Ziwei withdrew her spear and shifted her feet to the side to prevent Zhao Yuanhui from striking again with his staff.
"Big boobs and no brains..." Zhao Yuan muttered to himself.
The next second, the wooden weapon crates around them shattered, and new recruits wielding weapons rushed towards Wei Ziwei.
Before the match even started, Zhao Yuan had already planned to use the first clash as a signal to trap the thirty people present in a deadly game.
“…Zhao Yuan! Do you even have any sense of martial ethics?!” Wei Ziwei’s expression changed drastically as she cautiously stared at the thirty men surrounding her.
"Talk about martial ethics? Sorry, I'll get rat tail juice." Zhao Yuan said indifferently.
Wu De, I'm sorry, my virtue is unworthy of my position.
However, intelligence is also a part of one's own strength.
Who told you to be so easily fooled, Xiong Da...
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