With doubts, Nuo Xia walked through the crowd and pushed forward.
Wherever he passed, the recruits who noticed him on both sides subconsciously moved out of the way. Some of them who were very close even had a slight blush on their cheeks.
"Nosha."
"No...No, Noxia."
——This is the different tone of voice when male sailors and sailor sisters greet him.
Nuo Xia didn't pay attention to the subtle differences. He looked across the crowd and saw two figures fighting fiercely against each other in the flickering shadows of swords not far away.
The person with his back turned to him was Shiliu, and the person fighting him was wearing a white cloak of justice and looked like a general of the headquarters.
The man had a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. He was still able to handle Shiliu's violent attack with ease and had the upper hand. However, due to the excessive speed of both parties, his figure kept flickering, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly from a distance of more than ten meters.
"The strength gap is a bit big."
With Noxia's eyesight, he analyzed the situation on the field almost instantly, and he was slightly surprised.
Even though Xiliu is only a new recruit who has been in the camp for less than a year, the one who can suppress him and beat him must at least be at the level of a colonel in the headquarters, right? Who is that guy, and why does he get along so well with Xiliu?
Conflict?
Looking at the new recruits around him who share the same hatred and support Xiliu, I'm afraid things are not simple.
Nosha looked to the right and found Colonel Brandon, who was 1.73 meters tall, right next to him, standing on tiptoes with difficulty, trying to look inside.
"..."
He felt a little sympathetic to the other party, but he still approached him, quietly patted Brandon on the shoulder, and asked what happened here.
"Are we being underestimated this time..."
After a few questions and answers, and after figuring out the whole story, Nuo Xia couldn't help but frown when he looked at the battle on the field again:
"You are a colonel who has just graduated two years ago. He will also be a strong lieutenant general in the future. Why is your emotional intelligence so low at this young age?"
Ignoring Flying Squirrel's dissuasion, saying that in front of all the recruits, what's the difference between it and naked provocation? What... is this guy thinking?
They were members of the elite battalion and were from the same family. They were supposed to be friendly armies among friendly armies. Under the two banners of the Navy Headquarters and Zefa, they had a natural and inseparable relationship of coexisting interests.
As a senior who has graduated, when you come here for a return visit, you should be smart and behave like a senior and maintain a harmonious and friendly relationship, even if you don't deliberately make friends, right?
They are all connections that will come in handy in the future.
What kind of confusing operation is opening the map cannon to taunt and self-destruct the Great Wall...
"It's a good thing that Teacher Zefa isn't here." Nuo Xia curled her lips helplessly, "Otherwise, I might have had to personally take action to let such a fool like this easily understand what the iron fist of love is..."
The battle on the field is still continuing, but the situation has become increasingly worse for Xiliu.
Not only was it unable to injure the Ghost Spider at all, but its physical strength declined severely, and it kept panting violently. Both its speed and strength were greatly reduced.
"We are about to be defeated..."
Nuo Xia's eyes revealed as he pondered, "This is when Ghost Spider knows how to measure and is obviously holding back. Tsk, aside from his bad temper, this guy is indeed a leader in the elite camp. He is indeed very strong..."
I just don’t know who is stronger or weaker compared to my current self?
After thinking about it, he held the idea that free things should not be used in vain, and threw a detector directly at the ghost spider.
[Name: Ghost Spider]
[Age: 24 years old]
【Strength:16】
[Agility: 15]
[Endurance: 12]
[Intelligence: 5]
【Charm: 0】
[Skills: Six Naval Styles (Intermediate), Seven Sword Style Swordsmanship (Intermediate), Wisdom and Knowledge Haki (Elementary), Armed Haki (Elementary), Life Return, Self-Discipline (Intermediate)]
[Estimated points reward for conquering Chengkun: Ambiguous Pass...]
There is no need to read the last one.
Nuo Xia showed a disgusted expression, turned off the detection panel, and looked at the ghost spider on the field again, thoughtfully.
...So it turns out that I am already this strong now?
I really don’t know without comparing, but I was shocked to find that even Ghost Spider, who is the colonel of the headquarters, has lower attributes on all panels than himself, and the gap is quite large.
"It seems that when my swordsmanship and domineering skills improve, and I graduate and receive a title, at the very least, I will have to start as a brigadier general."
"If I accumulate enough military exploits to become a major general in one step, I might even overtake Little Rabbit..."
The humble Lord Nosha evaluated himself in this way with the most conservative estimate in his heart.
…………
boom!
On the field, the exhausted Shiliu finally couldn't hold on anymore and was thrown out by the aftermath of the sword energy. He fell heavily into a thick white maple tree, causing countless fallen leaves to fall and fly.
"cough……"
He clutched his chest, coughed violently, and stood up with difficulty. Just as he was about to draw his sword and attack again, his legs weakened and he half-knelt on the ground.
"That's it for now. I've given you so much time, but you haven't been able to leave any wounds on my body. There's no point in holding on any longer."
The Ghost Spider on the opposite side snorted and said with an indifferent expression: "Why, do you really have to force me to use my domineering force to seriously injure you and completely lose your fighting ability?"
Shiliu stared at him, his face so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water.
"However, I have to admit that you are quite capable."
Ghost Spider lit up another cigar, took a deep breath, and then said calmly:
"My temperament is quite similar to mine, I like it. Tsk, it seems that I was the one who knocked all of you down with one stroke because I said something inappropriate."
"After all, where is the base number? Even the worst recruits will inevitably produce one or two decent guys."
He exhaled a puff of smoke and said with a smile: "But if it is only to this extent, there is no way for me to take back what I said before."
——The so-called suppressing desire first exalting it. The first words he said seemed to be giving Xiliu a step down, but as soon as the next few words came out, his arrogant and indifferent face was immediately exposed again.
The new recruits who were watching nearby became excited again in an instant, and they roared angrily:
"You bastard, stop being so proud!"
"Even if you defeat Shiliu, it doesn't mean you are qualified to judge us!"
"That's right! Get out of the elite camp, you are not welcome here!"
The Ghost Spider did not get angry. Instead, he sat back on the rock with a carefree smile, holding a cigarette in his mouth and looking at the angry recruits below.
He was a little irritable and depressed because his visit to Zefa failed and he wasted a long time in vain.
But I don’t know why, after experiencing a barely satisfying battle at this moment, and seeing these brats looking like they were obviously unhappy with me, but helpless, I felt inexplicably comfortable...
The flying squirrel on the side noticed the subtle change in the ghost spider's expression and sighed helplessly.
He stood up and was about to apologize to the recruits on behalf of Ghost Spider to appease everyone's emotions.
As a result, in the next second, I saw an impossibly handsome black-haired boy in the crowd. He suddenly muttered something like "Give me a step, put your feet back" and forced his way to the front row.
It's Nosha.
Ignoring the surprised gaze of the flying squirrel, Nuo Xia quickly came to Xiliu's side, carefully lifted him up, looked at the fine blood marks on his body, and frowned slightly:
"Are you okay? Why don't I take you to bandage first?"
"No need. Although that guy's mouth is a little twitchy, he still knows how to hold back his strength. It's just a little skin injury. Just rest for a while."
Xi Liu rubbed his chest, his expression a little gloomy, "Although I don't want to admit it, I am indeed convinced of defeat. There is nothing to say. What, you came here, are you planning to play?"
"I didn't have this plan originally, but seeing that you were injured, I was a little angry."
Nuo Xia shrugged, pursed his lips behind him, and said with a smile: "And look at it now, can I still step back and pretend that nothing happened?"
Shiliu was slightly startled. He followed the direction he pointed and looked to the rear. He saw that almost all the new recruits had expressions of surprise after seeing Nuo Xia coming out of the crowd. They were looking at this with expectation.