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After finishing her meal, Leng Ran returned to her dormitory and asked Yangon, "Yangon, any news?"

"Yes, he said he only knew the title of one of the priests, 'Styx,' who was someone who assisted the divine messengers in brainwashing. If you encounter him, you need to be extremely careful."

It seems that Zhao Lesong's intelligence network is quite good, currently including the four high priests: Styx, the Other Shore Flower, the Beautiful Dream, and Judge Lengran.

"Understood. Do not report on the matter of the red spider lily for now."

A cold intuition told her that there might be a big secret behind the red spider lily.

As she was pondering this, the assembly whistle sounded, and Leng Ran quickly dressed and headed towards the assembly point.

Today, the instructor leading the individual soldier training group is Ouyang Mo. During dinner, I had already heard other instructors talking about how their commander had picked up a child from an unnamed planet. I also heard several instructors who went with the commander praise the child's strength and character.

Seeing Leng Ran standing at the very end of the line, I was immediately curious and wanted to see just how good this kid was that he could be noticed by my commander.

Instructor Ouyang called out, "Students, I'd like to introduce you to a new student, Mo Li, who was just adopted by Principal He!"

All eyes turned to the boy at the end of the line. They had seen Mo Li in the cafeteria and had all sorts of guesses about him, but they didn't expect Instructor Ouyang to confirm them.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he stood ramrod straight, his expression unchanged, and remained motionless.

Finally, Lin Yi, the combat maniac among the individual combat specialists, stepped forward.

"Reporting to the instructor, since Principal He chose this person, this student Mo Li must be quite capable," Lin Yi said, his words laced with provocation.

Instructor Ouyang was secretly delighted. It was like a pillow being delivered to someone who was about to fall asleep. He had wanted to see Mo Li's strength, and unexpectedly, someone had brought it up on his own initiative.

Instructor Ouyang flashed his signature devilish smile: "Since Lin Yi is so interested, let's have a friendly match with Mo Li." Then he looked at Leng Ran, "Mo Li, show everyone what you've got."

These words caused an uproar among the crowd. Although Lin Yi was a warmonger, he was also an impeccable fighter, far superior to any privileged young master.

With a nonchalant expression, he said, "Fine, I agree. Shall we start?"

"Is Mo Li seriously injured...?" one of the soldiers muttered to himself.

He wasn't the only one who thought this way; most of the people present thought the same.

Instructor Ouyang instructed the soldiers to spread out on the spot and form a circle, leaving enough space for the two players inside to play a friendly match.

Lin Yi flexed his wrists: "Mo Li, has your physique reached level four? I'm afraid I might hit you too hard and hurt you."

Storm Military Academy differs from ordinary military academies. It requires that students in the individual soldier department be at least eighteen years old and have a physical fitness level of four upon enrollment. It can be said that it only accepts the most outstanding batch of the new generation.

He replied coldly, "I'm at level four. Don't worry, go ahead." He might be at level five in another year or two.

He's already at level four? But this little dwarf looks very thin and weak.

Although Mo Li is very likely a novice, Lin Yi, as a qualified individual soldier, will not underestimate any opponent.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength!

Qin Yue looked at Shen Junhan, who was lost in thought again, and patted him on the shoulder: "Junhan, what do you think? Who will win between them?"

"Lin Yi will lose," Shen Junhan said with certainty.

Hmm? Qin Yue became interested after hearing this and started watching the game intently.

Lin Yi launched the first attack, his movements as swift as lightning, throwing a full-force punch at Leng Ran.

However, Leng Ran had already anticipated his actions and easily dodged the punch with a sidestep.

Leng Ran seized the opportunity, bent her leg to gather strength, and kicked Lin Yi's abdomen with a fierce kick. Lin Yi felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and involuntarily took a few steps back.

Before Lin Yi could even regain his footing, Leng Ran moved around to Lin Yi's side with incredible speed and threw a punch.

He chuckled coldly, "Here you go."

Lin Yi immediately crossed his arms to protect his chest, preventing Leng Ran's fist from landing on his vital areas, but successfully causing him to lose his balance and fall backward.

Leng Ran leaped high into the air, his left hand forming a claw and his right hand a knife, slashing down at Lin Yi, raising a cloud of dust.

As the dust settled, the two figures appeared. Lin Yi was pinned to the ground by Leng Ran, his hands twisted behind his back, and his right shoulder dislocated, rendering him unable to move.

Lin Yi... lost.

The freshmen watching were stunned, all taken aback by Leng Ran's actions.

What's going on? Could they have done something wrong? Why is the one who should be on the ground standing up instead? And who's the one lying on the ground? Is it Lin Yi, the little tyrant they know?

"Stop!" Instructor Ouyang shouted, and Leng Ran let go of his hand. He walked up to Lin Yi, reached out his hand, and wanted to pull him up in a cool way, and say, "Good brother, we became friends after fighting."

Lin Yi's skills were indeed quite good, but compared to Leng Ran, who had trained for many years, he was still a bit lacking. Leng Ran wasn't too bothered by the other party's previous provocation; everyone has their youthful arrogance.

The person in front of him remained motionless for a long time. Instructor Ouyang's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stepped forward to check on Lin Yi's condition.

Lin Yi lay on the ground with his eyes closed and covered in sweat. Instructor Ouyang began to panic; could this man have been killed by Mo Li?

Instructor Ouyang quickly placed his hand below Lin Yi's nose and held his breath.

Thank goodness! The person is still alive!

How could she have fainted? Leng Ran was puzzled, as she clearly hadn't used any force.

Leng Ran: "Sorry, I went too far."

Instructor Ouyang waved his hand: "You went too far, kid. No need to say more, we'll continue training when I get back." He quickly called over a medic, and together they carried Lin Yi away on a stretcher.

Leng Ran stood there, recalling the battle just now, and asked in surprise, "I held back, when did individual soldiers become so fragile? They were stunned after just one hit?"

I clearly held back with my last strike; I only aimed for his right shoulder and the back of his neck.

Wait... what are you aiming at?

Oh no... It's a conditioned reflex. A few years ago I fought madmen in underground gladiatorial arenas, a few years ago I fought Illuminati charlatans, and now when I fight humanoid creatures, I'm likely to hit them hard.

Without realizing it, he slashed twice, once on the shoulder and once on the back of the neck, first rendering the person immobile, and then knocking them unconscious.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Leng Ran shut his mouth and, like the group of lone soldiers around him, sat down on the spot.

The other "fragile lone soldiers" were instantly spurred on by seeing Lin Yi knocked unconscious and carried away, yet so cold and arrogant. Taking advantage of the instructor's absence, they began to whisper among themselves.

"...This is blatant mockery!" Qin Yue's eyes blazed with anger as she tugged at Shen Junhan's sleeve. "He's mocking us for being just as fragile as those commanders. I can't stand it, buddy."

Hearing this, Lu Haoyu sighed: "Then what can we do? You can't beat Lin Yi, and I can't beat Lin Yi either. If Lin Yi can't beat him, then it means we can't beat him either."

Qin Yue suddenly realized: "If that's the case... what if it's someone who can beat Lin Yi?"

The freshmen's eyes immediately focused on Shen Junhan.

Shen Junhan is the freshman with the highest physical fitness level in their year, and the only one with a physical fitness level of five!

Commander Shen's second son must have undergone rigorous training from the family, possessing sophisticated combat skills and rich experience; he has yet to lose a match in the arena.

Qin Yue patted Shen Junhan: "Bro, you have to avenge us single-soldier units! They've really pushed us too far! It's your turn to step in!"

Leng Ran also noticed the commotion among the freshmen. She looked up and happened to meet Shen Junhan, who was sitting at the back. Her heart skipped a beat.

Shen Junhan has also joined Storm Military Academy?

The two locked eyes for less than a second before Shen Junhan looked away, as if nothing had happened.

Under the hopeful gazes of the crowd, Shen Junhan said calmly, "I'm not going."

Chen Wanlan, one of only two girls in the single-soldier department this year, spoke up: "Shen Junhan, what are you chickening out for? Are you afraid of losing face if you lose? If you won't go, I will!"

Another girl, Su Xiao, pulled Chen Wanting back: "Wanlan, calm down, don't act rashly!"

Chen Wanlan ignored him and shouted at Leng Ran directly, "Hey, my temper just flared up. Mo Li, right? Let's have a one-on-one fight!"

Leng Ran thought about how she had accidentally knocked Lin Yi unconscious earlier, and feared that she might lose control again and accidentally twist his neck. She was reluctant to spar with the freshmen anymore.

Leng Ran tentatively said, "Senior, I'm a little tired. How about we talk another time?"

Chen Wanlan crossed her arms and snorted coldly, "You still seem to have plenty of energy. So, when is the next time?"

Leng Ran immediately replied, "Definitely next week."

Next week she will return to Storm Star with He Yuanyang, so there will be no need to fight anymore.

Chen Wanlan didn't buy it at all: "Now, right now."

After saying that, he launched a cold attack.

Leng Ran, who was sitting on the ground, performed a beautiful backflip to everyone's surprise, and then landed steadily.

Qin Yue gasped, "Hiss—that reaction speed."

Although Chen Wanlan was slightly weaker in strength, she was fast and quick to change her moves. In just a few seconds, she had already launched two attacks on Leng Ran.

Faced with fierce and rapid attacks, whether Chen Wanlan threw a kick or a punch, Leng Ran dodged them with ease, just like a nimble cat.

Chen Wanlan's stamina was greatly depleted, and her speed slowed down. Leng Ran seized the opportunity, suddenly lowered his body, and swept his leg horizontally, causing Chen Wanlan to fall to the ground.

Leng Ran squatted down again and extended her hand to Chen Wanlan: "Senior, thank you for giving up your hand."

Chen Wanlan didn't mince words. She grasped Leng Ran's hand and used it to stand up: "You're pretty good, kid!"

Leng Ran didn't mince words, nodding, "I think so too."

The onlookers, seeing Leng Ran's thick skin, felt a sudden urge to fight, but also felt that they were unlikely to win.

So, everyone turned their attention back to the strongest of this year's freshmen, Shen Junhan.

Shen Junhan was about to remain silent when Leng Ran suddenly pointed it out.

"It's been half a year, Shen Junhan."