The Robot with No Martial Virtue

After a final strangulation, the Tiger Mastiff Dog collapsed with a thud; this time, it was truly dead.

Su You walked over to the carcass of the Tiger Mastiff Dog, sliced open its tail, and extracted the tendon to store in his backpack. This tendon was worth at least half a plane ticket home, so he couldn't afford to just discard it.

The other five members of the team, seeing that Su You had slain the Tiger Mastiff Dog, also walked over one after another.

Xing Huaiguo stood to the side and said with a smile, "Very good. Your assessment mission is complete. We will wait here for a few minutes, and a fighter jet will arrive shortly to pick us up."

With the assessment mission finished, they naturally didn't need to endure the two or three-day trek they had made on the way here.

Taking advantage of this time, Xing Huaiguo began to critique their performance during the battle one by one.

"Su You, your sword technique has reached the point of being second nature. After you go back and train hard for a while, you should be able to break through to the mastery level within a month at most. Do not slack off, do you understand?"

"A month?" Su You nodded. "I understand, Teacher Xing."

"Mm." Xing Huaiguo nodded slightly, his gaze toward Su You full of approval.

In his view, it would take Su You at most a year or two to enter the Elite Training Camp, and as long as there were no accidents, becoming a War God in the future was a certainty.

"Hm? It's here!" Xing Huaiguo looked up at the sky, and Su You followed his gaze.

They saw a streak of dark blue light flying over rapidly. Once it reached the space above them, it began to decelerate and descend, stopping directly more than ten meters away from them before the cabin door opened.

"Let's go, get on the fighter jet." Xing Huaiguo beckoned, and Su You and the other five quickly followed him into the aircraft.

The fighter jet then rose rapidly into the sky, turning into a streak of dark blue light as it flew toward Hongning Base City.

A few minutes later, the dark blue fighter jet arrived above the Basic Training Camp and slowly descended. Once the cabin door opened automatically, Su You and the other five followed Xing Huaiguo off the jet.

On the small path of the training camp, Xing Huaiguo looked at the six students before him and said in a deep voice:

"Alright, you all can head back now. You can take a rest for these two days. Starting next month, you will have to compete with other students for rankings. Give it your all and push forward; don't let me down."

"Yes."

After returning to his villa and washing up, Su You enjoyed a hearty feast. During their time in the wilderness, they had eaten high-energy rations every day, and his mouth had grown tired of the bland taste.

After his meal, Su You went to his study and opened his laptop.

Having passed the actual combat assessment, he had officially become a student of the Basic Training Camp with the ID number 9527. His ranking on the Black Dragon Ranking was 594th, eighteenth from the bottom, and second among the new students.

As for the student ranked first among the newcomers, he was a Spirit Reader. Although his physical fitness was only at the intermediate warrior level, his spiritual force was already at the junior warlord level, giving him strength comparable to an average intermediate warlord. His combat power could even rank in the top fifty of the entire Basic Training Camp.

Spirit Readers in the Basic Training Camp could basically all enter the Elite Training Camp, though the time it took varied.

One had to know that Spirit Readers had a period of rapid strength growth. Most Spirit Readers had the talent to allow their spiritual force to rapidly increase to the advanced warlord level, and when combined with the unpredictable nature of a Spirit Reader, their combat power was enough to rival an entry-level War God.

It was precisely because of this that Spirit Readers were fought over by all factions; after all, as long as there were no accidents, almost every Spirit Reader could become a War God.

"My physical fitness is only at the advanced warrior level; the Imitation Gravity Room should still be quite useful for me," Su You thought silently while looking at his laptop.

The Basic Training Camp didn't have an ancient civilization gravity room, but there were ten Imitation Gravity Rooms, and time was allocated based on rankings.

For those ranked below two hundred, there was only two hours of training time in the Imitation Gravity Room for the next month, while the Sword Technique Training Room was more generous, offering ten hours of training time.

Two days passed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, it was October 1st. Starting from this month, Su You and the others would officially begin competing for the training camp rankings.

Because the ranking last month was an even number, for the first 28 days of October, Su You had to go to the wilderness area on even-numbered days to hunt monsters and earn combat points, while odd-numbered days were for studying and training within the camp.

Early in the morning, Su You left his villa and arrived at the entrance of the Sword Technique Training Room on the second floor of the Nine-Story Tower.

A beam of light on the door scanned Su You's face, and with a "beep," the door opened.

Su You stepped into the room and immediately saw a metal robot holding a long sword. It was about two meters tall, black all over, with only its eyes made of red crystals.

According to the information Su You had learned from the student handbook, the strength and realm of this metal robot could be adjusted.

At its strongest, it was equivalent to the physical fitness of a peak War God and had reached the realm of artistic conception. Furthermore, the metal robot's body was incredibly tough; even an SS-grade weapon couldn't leave a mark on it.

Su You stepped forward and adjusted the metal robot's strength to the threshold of a junior warlord and its realm to the micro-level, setting a 5-second delay before activation.

5 seconds later, the metal robot's red crystal eyes lit up instantly. It raised its long sword and charged at Su You.

Su You relied on his Lingbo Microsteps to maneuver around it, their two long swords clashing repeatedly.

"Clang!"

The metal robot's sword technique realm was clearly a cut above. After a few moves, it knocked the long sword from Su You's right hand, and then, without losing momentum, the blade pressed directly against Su You's front.

"Again!" Su You shouted. The metal robot retreated a few steps and then launched another attack.

Once, twice...

Su You moved with his Lingbo Microsteps, defending and attacking time and again. Whether in strength, speed, or sword technique realm, Su You was still quite inferior to the metal robot.

Even using 1.2 times force, he was only on par with the metal robot in speed, while his strength was still significantly lacking.

However, Su You's movement technique realm was at the peak of the micro-level, slightly stronger than the current metal robot, which was the only reason he hadn't been defeated in a single strike.

As the number of exchanges increased, the amount of time Su You could hold out grew longer and longer.

He and his sword seemed to be a single entity; his moves were like natural occurrences, one after another, attacking the metal robot without a single defensive maneuver.

Su You was completely immersed in this state, his moves devoid of any flaws, his entire being flowing like water.

Under his assault, the metal robot gradually became overwhelmed, and it was actually being suppressed by Su You.

"Beep. Student Su You, you have thirty seconds of remaining time. Please prepare accordingly."

A voice came from the metal robot, pulling Su You directly out of that state. The robot, however, did not pause in the slightest; its long sword pierced through Su You's defense and pressed directly against his chest.