They had spotted those two enemy fighters earlier.
When he had gone to bombard that enemy fighter just now, the other two fighters had appeared in the distance.
His wingman had split off from him and rushed over to hold them back.
Who would have thought that not only had his wingman failed to draw the enemies away—
He had actually led them straight to him instead.
And so quickly at that.
What an unreliable wingman!
This was definitely on purpose.
An incompetent wingman could drive the main fighter to the brink of collapse!
So focused and absorbed was he that Nan Xuanyu had forgotten his wingman was actually his examiner.
The two enemy fighters were already firing at him.
The enemy had one main fighter and one wingman.
As they drew near, the wingman suddenly accelerated and charged toward him.
Throughout the process, it constantly shifted its posture, rolling and drifting. It was trying to tie him down.
So the main fighter would have a chance to fire.
Meanwhile, the enemy main fighter was already charging up and attempting to lock onto him.
Once it finished charging and locked onto him with the wingman interfering, he would be done for.
At a time like this, he needed his own wingman to hold off the enemy wingman.
But Nan Xuanyu's wingman had already vanished without a trace.
"I'm not afraid of godlike opponents, only pigheaded teammates!"
Nan Xuanyu complained.
The two of them were connected through their communicators, so the scruffy middle-aged man naturally heard his complaint.
The scruffy middle-aged man's expression became incomparably ugly.
He had not expected to be treated like a pigheaded teammate.
This was a test, kid! A test! Didn't you understand that?
Why were you taking it so seriously?
Since he had been cursed at,