The First Analyst of the Interstellar Era

Chapter 172 : Extra Chapter - Military District Friendship Match (1)

"Don't be nervous," a tall man passed over an electrolyte solution from the side, blocking the light in front of Chen Sui as he continued with gentle eyes: "Qi Ying is the captain of Team 32, reportedly possessing extraordinary strength. Once he knocks you down, you'll face a series of continuous military combat punches until you surrender, so when fighting him, you must never lose your lower stance."

Bai Ruohua's voice was a very gentle young master's tone. Chen Sui didn't know how to describe it, only feeling it sounded very mild-tempered. Her mind inappropriately thought, no wonder people said the Jacques Delot Commander was indecisive—it was obvious just by looking.

Bai Ruohua quickly briefed Chen Sui about her upcoming opponent before having time to greet Xie Chunshi, who was walking up from behind.

The curly-haired wolf-tailed young man's gaze lingered on his face for a second, then fixed on the electrolyte solution he was offering. As Chen Sui was about to take it, a large hand intercepted.

"Sorry, our analyst doesn't like this flavor."

Chen Sui licked her lips, just feeling a bit thirsty and about to rehydrate when interrupted by the Commander's action. She tilted her head, trying to see the flavor of the electrolyte solution, but before she could clearly see, Xie Chunshi's other hand was already offering another flavor.

Bai Ruohua paused, smiling apologetically: "I'm sorry, I don't know well what flavor Little Sui prefers. Next time I go to the logistics department, I'll bring some back."

Electrolyte solution was a recovery agent configured by the Research Institute for the Border Army's massive physical exertion and electrolyte loss, capable of quickly relieving dehydration and relaxing nerves.

Chen Sui blinked, tearing open the seal and pouring it into her mouth, not responding to Bai Ruohua's words.

Xie Chunshi politely nodded: "Are you going to collect military supplies tomorrow? I can go together."

Bai Ruohua didn't notice his vigilance. Hearing Xie Chunshi's suggestion, he remembered they had arrived at the Sixth Military Zone but hadn't had time to go to the logistics department to learn about things, so he readily agreed: "Sure, I'll schedule with Xin Yan and others. Usually we collect military supplies once before team matches."

Speaking of team matches, Bai Ruohua showed a difficult-to-describe expression: "Your timing is quite unfortunate, coinciding with another team match. I don't know how the training officers will torment us this time."

"Team match?" Chen Sui looked over curiously.

The school team had been at the Sixth Military Zone for several days, but unfortunately, as soon as they set foot on Sixth Military Zone soil, before having a chance to exchange words with Jacques Delot and Golden Tower, they were taken away by training officers who came to pick them up, then thrown headlong into training.

According to the training officers, since they had fallen behind by participating in the league match, they must endure double the training load for the first half of the year to fulfill the Border Army internship requirements.

If not for today's random combat, Bai Ruohua wouldn't have found an opportunity to catch the Zhu Jing Fu members during their free time.

"Actual combat, or virtual battlefield?"

Chen Sui was particularly concerned about this point. Most competitions within military schools were conducted on virtual battlefields because they wouldn't harm the awakened individuals' mental domains. But honestly, such training, apart from developing proficiency, didn't provide particularly strong enhancement for mental power and spirit body combat.

Some said ten matches on a virtual battlefield weren't as good as one night of actual combat.

Bai Ruohua: "Of course it's actual combat, and the competition system is generally quite..."

He thought for a few seconds, then came up with a not-so-elegant word: "Shitty."

Chen Sui: "..."

Before she could ask a few more questions, the combat on the arena decided its victor, and the next pair was promptly called up.

"Match 59, Team 32 Training Officer Qi Ying versus Team 27 Chen Sui, no-mecha close combat, please prepare."

Chen Sui greeted them, "It's my turn, I'll go up first."

Bai Ruohua nodded, clearing the way, watching her somewhat small figure, then looking at the other side where a nearly two-meter giant emerged from the crowd. From both sides of the combat arena, the size difference was immediately apparent.

"That's Qi Ying. He looks quite burly and is rather silent, but he's quite careful when dealing with people thinner than him," he pointed at the person opposite, introducing him to Xie Chunshi. "The training officers here are all ruthless with few words. You'll know after the team match. And they're... treacherous, liking to provoke infighting among military students. We were distributed before, all school team members mixed with second-year students from other academies. Only Jacques Delot and Golden Tower were fine since there were just two groups. Now that you've all arrived, clustering by academy, you might split into several groups. The training officers will make military students fight each other through the competition system, then benefit as the fisherman. This is their usual tactic."

Xie Chunshi didn't interrupt him. Bai Ruohua casually opened the electrolyte solution Chen Sui didn't like to drink and leisurely chatted with Xie Chunshi.

Xie Chunshi looked toward the stage: "You didn't say, what are Ah Sui's chances of winning?"

Bai Ruohua avoided this topic, enlightening Xie Chunshi about a heap of information on training officers and team matches, yet specifically not mentioning this point. Actually, he was somewhat uncertain.

In terms of close combat, no one among the seven schools could surpass Chen Sui, but Border Army training officers were different from the military students Chen Sui had knocked down, including Bai Ruohua himself.

He had crossed hands with training officers, though not Qi Ying, but under these battle-hardened training officers, they were like little chicks.

Many training officers were unwilling to participate in such combat with military students, feeling it was like playing house with them.

Good-tempered ones like Qi Ying would teach while fighting, while the more impatient ones would take you down in a few moves, then go train their own teams.

"Um, how to put it," Bai Ruohua was suddenly asked this question and choked a bit, finding it difficult to answer. He simply pulled out a teammate: "Xin Yan, you've fought with Teacher Qi before, give your assessment."

Xin Yan was surrounded by Zhou Chen and Noya in the back, discussing the quality of red hair.

His temper had been tempered significantly; even when Noya grabbed his hair, he only slightly furrowed his brow. Hearing someone call his name, he looked up, revealing the scar crossing below his eye on his face. The scar was reddish-black, initially startling others when they first met. Later, Lu Ting felt his scar was too impactful and helped modify it with makeup, turning it into a thorn pattern traversing his face.

"Hard to say."

Xin Yan hissed, glancing at Noya: "Of course it's different, mine is natural, much better than hair dye, okay?" He answered Noya's doubt, then walked to the front of the crowd, looking up at the combat arena.

Qi Ying's muscles were knotted, looking to be in the same weight class as Puluo, so Xin Yan also pointed at Puluo, describing succinctly: "Teacher Qi is equivalent to Chen Sui's combat skills combined with Puluo's physique, everything magnified. Chen Sui might not win, but your analyst..."

He paused slightly, his eyes showing some frustration, well-concealed, his tone indifferent: "I won't be so certain. Haven't your analysts had enough of being slapped in the face?"

At the end, he spread his hands, making a helpless gesture.

Xie Chunshi tugged at his lips, nodding in agreement: "Coincidentally, I feel the same."

As Qi Ying's opponent on the combat arena, Chen Sui could directly feel the pressure from the Border Army.

She had seen very few Border Army members—Yan Mingyu counted as one, Lu Cuining as another, Song Baining too, but honestly, she had only actually crossed hands with Lu Cuining.

Chen Sui felt she was evenly matched with Lu Cuining, though not without the reason that he had neglected training for many years.

Facing Qi Ying, Chen Sui was not finding it particularly challenging.

If it had been when she first crossed over, she might have been quickly defeated, but Song Xingzhang's training hadn't been for nothing. Chen Sui's thought process in combat was very clear. She was more agile compared to Qi Ying, primarily focusing on defense and evasion at the beginning. But Qi Ying was no ordinary person; realizing her kiting strategy, he immediately began intercepting Chen Sui's retreat routes.

Just as Chen Sui dodged an iron fist coming straight for her, sidestepping with a back flip to create distance, Qi Ying used the momentum to lunge forward, twisting his entire body and lifting his leg for a sweeping kick, fierce leg wind rushing straight toward Chen Sui, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

Their movements were less than a second apart. Chen Sui leaned back, her upper body almost touching the ground, avoiding Qi Ying's leg sweep. But immediately, Bai Ruohua's warning flashed in her mind.

"Don't let Qi Ying knock you down!"

She felt a rush of heat rapidly approaching. Seeing the long leg withdrawing, Chen Sui's palm struck the ground, propelling her entire body upward with the force. Qi Ying's heavy fist was already swinging down, his arm almost as thick as Chen Sui's waist—clearly an uppercut with a range too close.

Bai Ruohua, watching from the side, instinctively closed his eyes, his expression somewhat pained: "Tsk, Little Sui is at a disadvantage."

"Not necessarily," Gu Qinxue strode forward, one hand pulling to the side, directly grabbing Zhou Chen's collar and bringing him over. Her gaze swept over him: "You're next, aren't you preparing?"

Zhou Chen smiled without any sense of crisis, saying words that made Gu Qinxue want to kick him several times: "Hehe, I already asked Qi Songhuai. When you first arrive, you have to take a few beatings. This morning, I already signed up for medical pod membership. Oh, I also signed up for you all—buy two get three free!"

Gu Qinxue looked at him for a few seconds, feeling it was simply a waste of time to talk to him, so she went back to watching Chen Sui.

Her brows showed hidden concern.

Hearing Zhou Chen's words and receiving glances from Commanders of other academies around, Xie Chunshi understood they all meant one thing: your Zhu Jing Fu really has guts.

It was clearly sarcasm.

Bai Ruohua chuckled softly, opening his eyes and saying quietly: "You know, sometimes your Zhu Jing Fu is quite prescient. We went straight into the team match and took another beating."

Before Xie Chunshi could speak, Xie You stepped forward, hearing this and lightly glancing at the surrounding people: "Only those lacking in strength think of escape routes first."

Bai Ruohua was so taken aback by this retort that his chuckles turned strained. He simply gulped some electrolyte solution and silently looked at Xie Chunshi.

Xie Chunshi patted his shoulder, everything understood without words.

Xie You's comment directly offended Golden Tower on the other side. Golden Tower's strong attacker Tang You wasn't one to take things lying down and immediately confronted him: "You're that great? Acting like you weren't pinned down by Chen Sui too, such a poser."

"Aren't you all completely ignoring what's happening on stage?" Seeing that a fight was almost breaking out below, Noya directly pushed Xie You, shoving him back and focusing attention on the stage.

Bai Ruohua, who had been secretly watching the drama, was also reminded and looked back: "Huh? I just didn't look for a few seconds, how did it flip around?"

Chen Sui realized the distance was too close to dodge, so she simply took advantage of her slender physique, turning directly on the ground and grabbing Qi Ying's arm. Before he could react, she was as agile as a monkey, leaning on his shoulder for a back flip, her arm locking from his forearm to his neck, applying a chokehold.

Chen Sui's weight wasn't much; without leverage, it wasn't enough to take down Qi Ying. He also reacted quickly, realizing he was entangled, immediately preparing to slam into the ground. He feared slamming into the combat arena's perimeter would give Chen Sui a fulcrum to take him down.

Qi Ying had watched the interstellar league match during his downtime. He was very familiar with Chen Sui's strength and didn't dare underestimate her one bit. But in the process of engaging with Chen Sui, he gained an even deeper understanding of the immense power contained in her body.

Worthy of being a strong attack analyst who could shatter energy shields.

High agility + high attack—Qi Ying found it difficult to identify where he could surpass her. His only advantage, combat experience, had no effect in his fight with Chen Sui.

She was too nimble. Qi Ying even wondered if she, like himself, had experienced many years of frontline combat.

Chen Sui: Different species are tough to handle, experience doubled.

His thinking was sound, but what Qi Ying hadn't anticipated was that Chen Sui was even more difficult to deal with than he imagined.

Qi Ying had originally thought to slam into the ground and immediately turn to stand up. His lower body and core were strong enough to support this, but Chen Sui was faster.

Before Qi Ying could fall, sensing his intention, Chen Sui released her chokehold, her entire body rotating 180 degrees with Qi Ying's descent, directly facing him, her arms still clinging to his neck.

This posture in any other context would seem somewhat intimate, but on the combat arena, Xie Chunshi, watching this scene, looked at Chen Sui with undisguised admiration and emotion. He knew more clearly than anyone that Chen Sui's victory was assured.

"BANG!!"

The analyst's arm slid, her hand gripping his neck, and with lightning speed, she directly pinned him down. Qi Ying's body slammed onto the combat arena, his eyes wide.