First Battlefield Commander! - Chapter 70

Chapter 70: Score

It was hard to describe this match; the onlookers were already stunned.

They had never seen such a close-combat duel, nor had they seen a Qixing that could slide and position itself like that.

Wasn't Qixing a sniper mech? A pilot who seemed like a novice actually defeated a Leibao using a Qixing. And the owner of this Leibao was a somewhat famous minor expert.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed this fact. Even seeing it now, they felt it could be recorded in the Sanyao paranormal events logbook.

After the result came out, the atmosphere on site split into two factions. The crowd from District Twelve celebrated wildly, while the other side remained silent.

"Great General, I love you!"

"Goddess, I love you! Even if you like wearing red and green shorts, I still love you!"

"Great General, no matter how ugly you are, I love you! Even if you make me wear red and green shorts, I still love you!"

"General, please teach me how to use Qixing! But why did you use Qixing?"

"Qixing will henceforth be number one in my heart's mech rankings! Your beauty too, General!"

Lian Sheng glanced at them, feeling this group just wanted chaos.

This time, District Twelve really vented their frustrations fiercely.

Actually, Sanyao's division of districts wasn't strict; you could be in whichever district you wanted. It was just that over time, players started forming groups, leading to habitual activity areas. It was more convenient for ranking and encountering opponents of similar skill.

Actually, the novice zone was quite good too. Wasn't most of the fun built up from being a novice? They weren't military academy students; there was no need to fight desperately for points every day. The goal was just relaxation and practice. Why mock them?

After praising the Great General, they turned to settle scores with the other side:

"Who was it just now? Who mentioned monkeys? Monkey, come out, hahaha!"

"Shouting so fiercely before, who's the cat and dog now?"

"I'm dying of laughter, still saying Hundred Meter Flying Dagger was blind. Facts prove his eyes are much brighter than yours. Ever heard the saying 'a dog's eyes fail to recognize Mount Tai'?"

"Still dare to laugh at my District Twelve? Where's your face?"

"Just anyone who comes out is called a god? When a real god appears, everything else is a paper tiger!"

The people from District Twelve clamored loudly. However frustrated they were before, that's how impolite they were now.

Hearing this, the group of fans felt their anger rise again, but could only continue holding it in. Jiang Feng Yuhuo was still standing up there. They couldn't leave, nor could they stay, waiting for his response.

Clearly, Jiang Feng Yuhuo was currently suffering a major blow, unable to recover even long after the match ended. Even they couldn't accept this, let alone the person involved. But recalling carefully, Jiang Feng Yuhuo's operation had no major errors; it could only be said he truly hit an iron plate this time.

They wanted to comfort the person on stage, but feared being mocked by the District Twelve players, causing secondary harm to their idol. They just kept sending private messages, asking him to come down first.

Jiang Feng Yuhuo seemed unable to hear the voices around him, murmuring distractedly, "How is this possible..."

Piaoqi Great General walked up to him. Jiang Feng Yuhuo felt the shadow, looked up, somewhat agitated, "Don't speak! I don't need mockery or encouragement. I lost."

Piaoqi Great General said, "It's nothing. I just wanted to tell you, make way, I need to fight the next match."

Jiang Feng Yuhuo: "..."

The Great General extended her hand towards him, "Thank you for providing me with one point's worth of value."

Jiang Feng Yuhuo gritted his teeth, turned his head, and walked off the stage. As he left, he took a small portion of the crowd with him, making the venue considerably more spacious.

The Great General turned around, facing the crowd, "Next."

Her new round of point competition was about to begin.

Lian Sheng glanced at her score. She needed to reserve enough points for repairs, so the number of bullets had to be controlled.

The crowd that came up afterward were mostly tourists who had been watching on site. The matches went very quickly.

Some deliberately threw the match, offering their heads at the start, just wanting to die to get the 'true love fan' achievement. Some treated it like facing a great enemy, aiming for mutual destruction with the beautiful wish of wearing down her mech to pave the way for the later crowd, only to be sniped down by Lian Sheng from a distance.

After she switched mechs, the crowd finally realized: Piaoqi Great General was strong at range, invincible in close combat. Simply impeccable.

Cheng Ze: "Impressive. Compared to the exercise, her physical fitness has really improved a lot."

Only after her physical fitness improved could her technical level be seen more clearly. This raised an incomprehensible question.

Someone with such skills should have practiced for many years. If they practiced for many years, how could they end up with their current physique?

As long as Lian Sheng continued defending the arena, the aftermath of this matter wouldn't cease.

Under the post previously made by Hundred Meter Flying Dagger, live updates were constantly being reported, attracting a large crowd. It had already been floating on the front page without sinking, and in the middle of the night, it was updated again.

"Hundred Meter Flying Dagger brings you real-time supplements!"

"Went to watch the District Twelve arena matches today. After all, with so many questioning voices, I still have to be responsible for my own words. After watching, I regretted it. Spiritually excited, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, your Dao Dao has insomnia! No choice, I can only come up and make a video."

"First, I need to correct my previous evaluation. Piaoqi Great General should be a... personnel of unknown orientation, capable of advancing to attack and retreating to defend. Her long-range sniping ability is extremely precise, clearly a professional. At the same time, her close combat ability is extraordinary. This can be seen from her using a simply configured Qixing to take down a Leibao in close combat. It also proves my initial guess was correct. Please see the video analysis!"

Following this was the video of the close combat duel between the Great General and Leibao.

Beside it, the mech was still converted into human body joints, showing the pilot's positioning posture to the crowd.

Breaking it down carefully, her movement speed wasn't actually that fast. It was just that paired with Leibao's movements, it highlighted her effortless demeanor, making it seem like she could shift positions or even teleport instantly.

"I think this set of actions already makes it very clear, the Great General's moves are not simple. Judging from her eyesight and experience, this person should be a veteran expert, technically superb. Paired with her ID name, I boldly guess once: the Great General might be some old senior who came out to prove their way (pure speculation, don't take it seriously)."

"Although I don't know the Great General's intention in choosing Qixing, perhaps because of its high aesthetic value, she has already proven with strength that any type of mech can be played with 360-degree variations in her hands. Her operation made me understand that Qixing is also a very excellent close combat mech, truly worthy of its 'pervert' status in the community."

"Finally, sincere thanks to Piaoqi Great General and Jiang Feng Yuhuo for providing me with experimental data. See you again if opportunity arises. I will continue to lurk and watch you, Great General!"

Piaoqi Great General finally exploded in popularity from District Twelve across the entire Sanyao. She also smoothly welcomed the first batch of professional arena sweepers.

Unfortunately, this group didn't catch a good time. The rankings counted outwards, and Lian Sheng's base score was only fifty. It was highly likely she wouldn't last long enough for this group's challenge.

Lian Sheng continued following her schedule. Attending classes, training, competing. Seemingly busy and tedious, she found it very interesting.

Got the new mech last night, still a bit excited now. Although that mech was a bit expensive, she liked it very much. Its glorious combat record was enough to overlook all its shortcomings. From today onwards, Qixing was her one and only beloved mech.

How could something as good as mechs exist in the world?

Lian Sheng sat in the cafeteria, holding chopsticks, letting out an involuntary sigh.

Lu Mingyuan walked past, saw her figure, and quickly approached. Fiddling for a moment, he placed his optical computer in front of her, asking, "Is this you?"

Lian Sheng took it, saw her own battle video on the page, and nodded, "It's me. How did you know?"

Lu Mingyuan pulled out a chair, sat opposite her, "Close combat techniques leaning towards ancient martial arts and exquisite sniping skills, plus being a novice unfamiliar with Sanyao. I think such people should be rare. I'm not lucky enough to encounter two in a short time."

"However..." Lu Mingyuan rested his chin on his hand, sincerely, "I myself am hesitant. Where did a genius like you come from?"

Lian Sheng scrolled down the page, read through it all, "Are you researching me?"

"Me? No, this is a report made by Hundred Meter Flying Dagger, and I'm researching this report." Lu Mingyuan took back the optical computer, watching the video on it intently, "Look at this modeling technique, it's truly amazing! And he probably only used a day and a half. Heavens, I also hope to have his level of skill one day."

Lian Sheng said, "...Really? Is he that amazing?"

Lu Mingyuan: "Of course! Do you know how famous Hundred Meter Flying Dagger is? He's simply the benchmark for us data analysts."

Lu Mingyuan sighed, envious, "I also wish Hundred Meter Flying Dagger could do a data analysis for me."

Lian Sheng continued eating with her head down, hearing this, "Aren't you the one doing data analysis?"

Lu Mingyuan looked yearningly, "Yes, that's why I want him to do one for me too."

"..." Lian Sheng, "You want him to data analyze your data analysis?"

"Yes, it would definitely be greatly beneficial!" Lu Mingyuan nodded, "Actually, the most important thing in data analysis is a sharp eye. After all, data is just a simple presentation, but being able to see through the truth at a glance and find the result is what makes a truly outstanding master."

He pointed at Lian Sheng, "Hundred Meter Flying Dagger saw through your matter at a glance, and the reasonable hypotheses he proposed were almost all correct. This is the gap between him and me."

Lian Sheng's gaze stopped at the last sentence, her mouth twitching, "You can't?"

Lu Mingyuan pondered for a moment, then looked up, "I can't reach such a decisive conclusion. I don't have his confidence."

Lian Sheng: "Why? You're very skilled, you should be confident."

Lu Mingyuan considered for a moment, "...Because I can't believe someone who can do three and a half twists and somersaults doesn't even know what diving is."

"..." Lian Sheng sincerely asked, "What is it?"

Lu Mingyuan: "..."

"Oh right, you're so famous now, how are your points coming along?" Lu Mingyuan said. "This month's battlefield simulation league is about to start. Are you confident you can draw a participation slot?"

Lian Sheng put down her chopsticks, leaned back in her chair, and wiped her mouth with her hand.

This question hit a sore spot.

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