"Captain?" Li Yuan froze for a moment.
He had not even said anything. How had he become the captain?
According to the Martial Hall registration information, he was only a Level 15 martialist. By all rights, that strength should not have qualified him to serve as captain.
"Hm? Coach Fang?" Li Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up as he spotted someone he knew.
It was Fang Longhu, once a sparring coach, a gold-medal sparring partner.
"Li Yuan."
Fang Longhu smiled. "Stop refusing. Just accept it."
"Li Yuan, we all just saw your battle footage. You really were fierce—strong."
"Stronger than all of us." The other martialists spoke up one after another, their voices full of admiration.
As they spoke,
quite a few of them pointed toward a nearby light-screen projection and explained it to Li Yuan.
It was playing the Star Realm Channel, where numerous battle videos rotated through replay.
"So fast?" Li Yuan realized what had happened. The battle he had erupted into outside the school gates not long ago
had already made it onto television?
That fast?
"Li Yuan, be the captain." The other martialists called out one after another. "Once we form a team, we can set off. Don't waste time."
"Li Yuan, you can do it." Fang Longhu smiled.
Being strong only represented one's individual ability.
But daring to fight and kill large numbers of Alien Races... that was what martialists truly admired.
If Li Yuan had not had that footage from earlier,
then even if he revealed his strength now, the other martialists would only have been "surprised." They would never have admired him from the bottom of their hearts.
"Fine. I'll do it." Li Yuan spoke solemnly and stopped declining.
Captain? It was only a temporary squad.
They just needed to set out as soon