Chapter 989: Successful Application for Leave (1/2)

Tang Wulin exhaled as he did some stretches, then exited his dormitory room to head to the cafeteria.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, he immediately caught sight of Jiang Wuyue. There were many people crowded around him, and all of them seemed to be engaged in a lively conversation.

Tang Wulin strode over before patting Jiang Wuyue on the back.

Jiang Wuyue turned around, and immediately smiled at the sight of him. ”Are you here for a meal, brother?”

All of the other melee combat battalion soldiers around him also smiled at Tang Wulin, and there was a hint of respect within all of their smiles.

Tang Wulin may have only been a second lieutenant, but the devastating partnership he'd formed with Jiang Wuyue during the recent abyssal tide and his Violent Golden Dragon Domain remained fresh in everyone's minds, especially to the soldiers of the first melee combat battalion.

Power was always revered in the military, and the more powerful one was, the more respect they'd receive, especially in a place like the Blood God Legion. Tang Wulin's efforts on that day had reduced the number of casualties suffered by the first battalion by at least two-thirds, so how could he not be respected by these soldiers?

”What are you guys talking about? It sounds really interesting,” Tang Wulin asked with a smile.

Jiang Wuyue replied, ”We're talking about a match in the Star Battle Net. The third battalion commander just lost in a mecha battle, and his opponent was someone from our battalion as well. We're all wondering when such a powerful mecha pilot appeared in our western competition region. In our legion, the third battalion commander definitely ranks among the best melee combat mecha pilots when it comes to technique. However, his opponent was just as technically proficient as him, and he also possessed a superior martial soul. As a result, the third battalion commander was eliminated in just the second round, and he's so hung up mad about it that he's not even in the mood to eat.”

Tang Wulin's heart stirred upon hearing this, and his lips twitched slightly, but he made the smart decision not to say anything. Instead, he merely smiled, and invited, ”Let's go have some food, and you can tell me about it then.”

After purchasing their food from the windows, Tang Wulin and Jiang Wuyue sat down together.

Jiang Wuyue turned to him with an intense gaze, and asked, ”It was you, wasn't it?”

A wry smile appeared on Tang Wulin's face. ”If that third battalion commander you're referring to is a long-saber-wielder, then it was indeed me.”

Jiang Wuyue stared at Tang Wulin in a flabbergasted manner. ”It really WAS you? How is that possible? Are you an expert mecha pilot as well? Are you even human anymore at this point?”

Tang Wulin cleared his throat in an awkward manner. ”I simply got lucky during the match. You have to keep this a secret for me!”

Jiang Wuyue coughed, and mused, ”Oh boy, I haven't had any food from the first window for a while.”

Tang Wulin's expression stiffened upon hearing this. ”You...”

Jiang Wuyue chuckled, ”How does it feel to be on the receiving end? I'm not asking for much; I only want one portion. I'm a growing boy, so I need my nutrition!”

”Growing boy? You're already 30!” Despite what he was saying, Tang Wulin still went and bought Jiang Wuyue a portion of food from the first window. At the same time, he vowed to himself that he was telling the truth again.

”How did you do it?” Jiang Wuyue asked as he ate.

Tang Wulin replied, ”It was spear intent. I transmitted my spear intent into his mecha. He managed to block my attack, but didn't have sufficient mental fortitude and spiritual power, so he was affected by my spear intent. On top of that, I also had other defensive measures prepared at the time. If you had been my opponent instead, it would've been quite difficult to affect you with my current spear intent.”

Jiang Wuyue nodded upon hearing this, but a wry smile appeared on his face. ”I'm really not that good of a mecha pilot. You've seen me when I release my martial soul; I get so big that I'm about the same size of a normal mecha, so there are no mechas that are suitable for me.”

Tang Wulin couldn't help but burst into laughter. This was indeed a problem for his martial soul. However, his body was about as powerful as a mecha anyway.

Cultivate, compete, repeat... This became a simple daily routine for Tang Wulin. He spent every single day of the next half a month competing and cultivating.