Li Yueze poured a glass of water, drank it like a wolf, took a big gulp to catch his breath, and then said: "It's not bad, it's going well."
"As long as it goes well." Su Yan said with a smile without saying much.
"Hmph, a well-fed man doesn't know how hungry a hungry man is. I heard you've made quite a splash this time?" Li Yueze rolled his eyes and said while lying on the bed.
"Huh? I don't know?" Su Yan was stunned, his eyes blank.
"When I came out, I saw many students talking about it. They said that there was a man named Su Yan who defeated the enemy in half an hour of the battle and then returned, which attracted the attention of the higher-ups."
"Speed doesn't mean anything in a battle. It's normal to be defeated like a mountain." Su Yan said nonchalantly.
"Dese." Li Yueze directly understood this as Su Yan's pretentious modesty and muttered in a low voice.
Su Yan was speechless, shook his head, laughed twice, and changed the subject: "By the way, how is your situation? Let's talk about it."
"I'm not as good as you, what should I say? It makes sense." Li Yueze sighed, and then explained his battle situation roughly once.
Su Yan pursed his lips after listening, then thought for a while, and said: "The fight was good, the battle situation was well controlled, the style was sharp, not procrastinating, and the momentum was overwhelming."
Li Yueze nodded, then showed a wry smile and said: "Speaking of it, the academy is really a bit harsh. We created such a formation in the first battle. The opponent's strength was almost twice our own. I really don't know what will happen in the end.
What kind of abnormal battle situation will they create in the competition?"
"Haha, it makes sense. After all, he is a member of the Military Machine Pavilion and the future general of the empire. Of course, he must be strict."
"Well, that's right, but don't be too careless. There are people in our group who are not weaker than you. It is said that there is one person I know. He comes from a family of generals and has extraordinary talents. I am afraid he will be your next big enemy.
." Li Yueze suddenly remembered such a thing and said seriously.
"Well, I know that the palace hides dragons and crouching tigers. I won't be careless." Su Yan also nodded.
"Although the general assessment method is very unique and is infinitely close to the real battlefield, I still feel that something is wrong and that my hands are tied." Li Yueze frowned.
"Of course." Su Yan sighed and said, "The soldiers you lead are not real soldiers at all. They have been trapped in the Tower of Babel for so many years. Their bloody spirit has long been wiped out and they have no morale at all. Furthermore, your opponents are desperate because of their efforts.
If you want to be free, you have to fight to the end and will not take the initiative to retreat. From this point of view alone, the difficulty of fighting is much higher than in reality."
"The battlefield is the most magical thing in this world. There is no fixed formula at all. Any tiny factor is enough to change the situation of the battle. In the Tower of Babel, all the battle situations are fixed from the beginning, so there are no external
factors, which greatly limits the commander's ability. Therefore, this method is also very flawed because it is too different from the real battlefield."
"You pervert." Li Yueze rolled his eyes at Su Yan, which was normal. Anyone who studied the art of war would feel a pressure when someone like Su Yan was with him, because they were so different. "I really don't know.
How come you have such a big brain? You are a freak born specifically for the battlefield. It’s too scary.”
Su Yan burst out laughing. He also felt helpless at Li Yueze's comments. Su Yan seemed to be naturally interested in the art of war, and his talent was extremely high. Unfortunately, in the relatively peaceful society in his previous life, there was less room for him to use it. In the future,
Only after arriving here does it begin to show its brilliance.
The two chatted until late at night and then fell asleep. Today's battle took a lot of energy from both of them, so they slept very soundly.
The results of the competition have not yet come out, and the finals will not be announced until three days later, so Su Yan has been free these days, taking classes and returning to his daily life.
"I heard that your Military Art Institute is conducting simulated military drills?" Su Yan and Qiao Junyao walked side by side on the path, and Qiao Junyao suddenly asked.
"Well, yes." Su Yan replied with a smile.
"So did you participate?"
"What do you think?" Su Yan rolled his eyes at her and said helplessly.
"How do I know?" Qiao Junyao replied with her lips pursed, looking extremely cute.
"Do you think a person like me, who is famous for his art of war, will not participate?" Su Yan looked at Qiao Junyao's playful look, moved his index finger, and pinched her pink cheek, which felt warm and smooth as mutton-fat white jade.
"Hey, how famous are you?" Qiao Junyao asked, blushing and pushing his hand away: "Who would know if you don't tell me?"
"You little fool, who can blame you for not paying attention to yourself? As for fame, after this battle is over, there will probably be many people in the academy who don't know about your boyfriend?" Su Yan laughed.
"You are seeking death, what kind of boyfriend? What a weird title." Qiao Junyao was furious, Xiafei raised his pink fists on his cheeks and hit Su Yan.
"What? You damn girl, don't you admit it?" Su Yan put his arms around Qiao Junyao's shoulders and whispered against her pink cheek.
"I, I..." Qiao Junyao felt the hot air blowing in her ears, and her heart felt itchy and numb. Her heart was beating loudly. She forgot how to speak for a moment and muttered in a low voice.
Qiao Junyao has been the apple of her family's eyes since she was a child, and she is also the proud daughter of heaven outside. She has made countless talented people feel ashamed. She has never seen a person like Su Yan. She simply can't stand his provocation. She hesitates and blushes, looking like a beginner.
How can a little daughter who has fallen in love still have the demeanor of a goddess?
Su Yan gently took Qiao Junyao's waist and pulled her into his arms. He looked at her pretty face, which was as white as jade and rosy. It was so alluring, like a first-ripened peach, that Su Yan couldn't help but
He kissed me gently.
"Oh, I hate it, what are you doing? There are so many people..." Qiao Junyao blushed and pushed Su Yan's head away, saying coquettishly. Then she looked around with a guilty conscience, and turned around when she saw that no one saw anyone.
"What are you afraid of? It's natural for a man to love a woman." Su Yan put his head against her forehead and said softly.
"Spit, you think others are like you...so..." Qiao Junyao spat lightly and scolded.
"Like me?" Su Yan asked.
"You... gangster. Go away and ignore you." Qiao Junyao was angry, snorted, and wanted to push Su Yan away.
Su Yan laughed and hugged Qiao Junyao tightly, preventing her from getting away. Then there was a burst of flirting and flirting, which was enviable.
While the two were playing around, a discordant voice suddenly came over, carrying a strong sourness.
"I've been looking for you for a long time, but I'm hiding here flirting! It's broad daylight, can you be careful about the influence?"