"Ordinary opponents aren't worth my time." Baldy said coolly. "Pull up the battle replay. Let me take a look."
Dong Chong immediately selected the most representative battle replay and politely gave up his chair. As Baldy's classmate, he knew how competitive Baldy was. He loved challenging the strong and looked down on the weak!
Baldy sat down in front of the computer with little interest and scanned through the battle replay records. As he read, his gaze gradually sharpened, as if he had become interested.
"That's strange." Baldy raised a hand to the mouse and opened another battle replay.
"Strange?" Dong Chong asked, puzzled. "What is?"
"This guy doesn't fight like he came from a formal military background. He barely uses any of the usual tactics. No wonder you two bookworms had such a hard time beating him." Baldy pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized. "It seems like the opponent is calculating the battle!"
"Calculating the battle? Like you, using brute-force calculations to determine the battlefield situation?" Dong Chong paled in shock.
The reason Baldy's strength surpassed the entire class wasn't just because his theoretical knowledge was solid. More importantly, he was a mental arithmetic genius who could calculate all kinds of battlefield figures faster than a handheld calculator and adjust the battle lines in a short time.
This heaven-defying ability was purely a matter of talent. Others couldn't learn it even if they wanted to. That was why Baldy could remain undefeated and effortlessly crush everyone in the class.
"Probably." Baldy nodded. "It feels very similar to my style. Troops have no fixed momentum, and water has no fixed form. Constant adjustment."
"The opponent is that amazing?" Chao Gai, who had been listening nearby, was dumbfounded. "No wonder we couldn't beat him. The opponent is a low-profile Baldy!"