After Joel and his group had gone far away, the man from the Ember Battle Team carrying twin blades could not help cursing:
"Pah! What the hell was that?!
Commander, that bastard Joel is getting more and more out of line!
How about we find an opportunity to rough him up on the outskirts of the battlefield?"
Another team member chimed in:
"Yeah, Commander! The Outer Domain Battlefield is so vast, no one would notice."
Lin Qianxue, however, shook her head.
She looked at the team members, calm light flickering in her pale golden eyes:
"Planetary Fortress military law is strict. Do you think the surveillance system is just for show?
If you really dare make a move, Joel will report you to the military law division the next day.
Then the battle team's Points will be deducted to nothing, our ranking will fall, and all the resources we have accumulated over the years will go down the drain.
Is it worth it for a moment of satisfaction?"
Though several team members remained unwilling, they knew their Commander was right and could only shut up resentfully.
"Senior Sister, who is Joel?" Xu Jingming, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally asked.
"That is Joel, Commander of the Bloodhammer Battle Team, a Cosmic Peak.
He specializes in the fire origin and has an extremely fiery temper."
Before Lin Qianxue could answer, the female team member with the high ponytail rushed to explain.
She paused, her tone carrying a trace of disdain:
"For the past several decades, our Commander has been competing with him for first place in the Hundred-Regiment Ranking Battle.
We are first, and he is second.
That guy cannot beat us, yet he cannot swallow his pride.
Over time, they became bitter rivals. Every time they meet, they