Chapter Thirty-Six: Pointed Words and Counterattacks

  At this scene, Zhao Yang couldn't help but burst out. Mu Qinglan was being bullied, and it ignited a few sparks of anger in his heart. He immediately spoke up loudly: "Report!"

  "Speak!"

  Wei Wu's gaze swept over Zhao Yang and said.

  "Reporting to instructor, Mu Qinglan's body is a bit uncomfortable, hoping the instructor can be less strict." Zhao Yang said loudly.

  Wei Wu's gaze shifted to Mu Qinglan, who was suppressing her sobs, and he pointed at her, saying: "You're talking about her?"

  "Yes, sir!"

  "Fall in, march out!" Wei Wu coldly hummed.

  "Bang!" Zhao Yang immediately walked out and stood in front of Wei Wu.

  "Private, tell me, if you were on the battlefield, would the enemy stop fighting and spare your life just because you're not feeling well?" Wei Wu asked coldly.

  As soon as he heard this, Zhao Yang's anger surged up, this guy was obviously using a feather as an arrow, forcing the truth.

  "Officer, please note that we are only undergoing basic military training and not actual national defense soldiers. Don't keep harping on about the battlefield and enemies as if you're occupying a high moral ground. To be blunt, officer, you yourself have never been to battle and are just a rookie who's only good at parroting old sayings to find fault with others. If something were to happen, would you be able to take responsibility for your actions?"

  Zhao Yang fearlessly stared straight at Wei Wu. To be joking, Zhao Yang was once a giant of the Xian Dao in the Tribulation period, and a small upper-class soldier like him wasn't even worth his notice.

  Zhao Yang's blunt words made all the other students in the "Business Administration" major secretly applaud, as everyone had long been displeased with Wei Wu. Now that Zhao Yang dared to confront and scold Wei Wu, no one was not delighted.

  Mu Qinglan, who was standing next to Zhao Yang, was even more tearful and gazed at Zhao Yang with great emotion.

  Looking at Zhao Yang standing beside her, speaking up for her, she felt that all the grievances from earlier had turned into tears gushing out. If they weren't in a crowded public place, she probably wouldn't have been able to hold back from throwing herself into Zhao Yang's arms and venting her emotions.

  On the contrary, Wei Wu's face turned almost iron-green at this moment. He didn't expect Zhao Yang to dare question him so bluntly in front of everyone, and he suddenly became furious.

  "Private, what's your name!" Wei Wu shouted angrily with a stern face.

  "Zhao Yang!"

  Zhai Yang glanced at him and said with a nonchalant tone.

  Wei Wu saw Zhao Yang's nonchalant expression and suddenly burst out laughing, "Zhao Yang, huh? Looks like you're quite arrogant! You say I'm a new recruit who has never been on the battlefield, and you even dare to criticize my military training methods. I'd love to see what makes you so bold!"

  Wei Wu coldly snorted.

  "Isn't that right? No matter how fiercely you argue, you can't change the fact that you've never been on a battlefield and haven't seen blood! As a soldier, not having been on a battlefield and not having shed blood, what are you but a rookie?" Zhao Yang retorted disdainfully.

  "Fine, fine!" Wei Wu was furious and couldn't refute Zhao Yang's words head-on because he had indeed never been on a battlefield, let alone killed anyone. "Since you're so arrogant, I'll see just how capable you are!"

  "No matter how bad I am, I'm still better than you!"

  Since the situation has already been exposed, Zhao Yang had nothing to be cautious about anymore. After finishing his sentence, he didn't stand still either and turned around to say directly to Mu Qinglan beside him: "Qinglan, you go rest under that tree over there first, I'll take care of the remaining matters, don't worry, everything will be fine."

  Mu Qinglan shook her head resolutely, her small face covered in tears showing a hint of stubbornness, saying: "Zhao Yang, I'll stay with you. You're doing this for me, no matter what, I want to be with you."

  Qian Mu's expression was firm, so Zhao Yang could only nod slightly and say, "Alright then. You can just stand aside and rest."

  "Mm." Mu Qinglan wiped away the tears on her face, responded with a slightly choked voice, and flashed a smile at Zhao Yang.

  Wei Wu saw that Zhao Yang and Mu Qinglan had completely ignored his existence, flirting with each other in front of him, and coupled with Zhao Yang's earlier 'arrogant' provocation, his anger value suddenly burst.

  "It seems that neither of you is planning to get the military training credits, right? Alright, don't worry, I will definitely write 'unqualified' on your military training assessment."

  Zhao Yang patted Mu Qinglan's shoulder to signal her to calm down, then turned around to face Wei Wu. With a disdainful curl of his lip, he said calmly: "If you have anything to say, just go ahead and write it down. I'll take care of the rest. And don't try to intimidate us with threats of poor evaluations and low grades. If things really get out of hand, you won't be the only one who suffers. At the very least, the military training was overly harsh and biased, and I'm sure all our classmates here can attest to that. I'd like to see what happens if we all protest together - will you be punished by your superiors?"

  "That's right! Zhao Yang, we support you! If worst comes to worst, we'll collectively boycott training and see how this son of a bitch ends up!" The first one to voice his support for Zhao Yang was naturally Qian Hao.

  And with the first opening, those students who had long been dissatisfied with Wei Wu naturally followed suit.

  "Right, we support you too. That damn instructor, I've disliked him for a long time, he's always picking on us, just because he's a superior soldier, big deal?"

  "Exactly. He opens his mouth and it's like he's going to the battlefield, making out as if he's really formidable, like he's been through battles and killed enemies before. Ugh, isn't he ashamed!"

  Seeing the indignation of all the students majoring in Business Administration, Wei Wu's heart also became somewhat panicked. If so many students really made a collective disturbance, he might not be able to avoid some punishment.

  It's impossible for him to just swallow this breath. Thinking of Zhao Yang's words earlier, Wei Wu immediately said: "Didn't you say that there is a way to draw it down? My request is not high, as long as you have the ability to win me, I can guarantee that I will not pursue your matter earlier."

  "That's it? Alright, I'll take it."

  Zhao Yang sneered, casting a disdainful glance at Wei Wu. For him, taking down an ordinary person was as easy as eating and drinking, even if Wei Wu had been a soldier for two years and received some training.

  When Zhao Yang came to fight, Wei Wu couldn't help but sneer in his heart. What could a ordinary college student do? Looking at that weak and frail appearance, he could knock him down with just one hand.

  "Alright, since you agree, let's head over to that grassland now!" Wei Wu said.

  "Whatever you want." Zhao Yang said lightly. What's the difference where they are? As long as he wants to, a single glance can knock down this Wei Wu.

  Other students saw Zhao Yang actually wanting to have a martial arts competition with Wei Wu, and they were both excited and worried in their hearts. After all, Zhao Yang was their classmate, and he was on the same side as them.

  As for Mu Qinglan, she didn't have the same mindset as others who were watching the commotion. All she had was concern for Zhao Yang, after all, Wei Wu was their instructor, a military officer, while Zhao Yang, although quite tall at over 1.8 meters, looked rather slender and weak. Most people wouldn't think that Zhao Yang would be a match for Wei Wu.

  "Zhao Yang, I think it's better not to compare anymore. We can just forget about this credit and figure something out later." Mu Qinglan said anxiously, tugging at Zhao Yang's sleeve. She didn't want him to get beaten up for her sake and lose face.

  Zhaoyang naturally understood Mu Qinglan's concern, so he turned his head and showed her a smile, comforting her: "Qinglan, don't worry, I'll be honest with you, I've practiced martial arts before, and he's not even in my eyes. Just wait and watch the show."

  Zhao Yang's confident smile also infected Mu Qinglan, thinking of the scene when Zhao Yang helped her get back the bag that was stolen by a thief. At that time, Zhao Yang just appeared and subdued the thief, and she immediately believed in Zhao Yang's words.

  "Uh-huh. Zhao Yang, I believe in you! Go for it!" Mu Qinglan said with a serious expression on her small face.

  Zhao Yang smiled slightly and immediately turned around to follow Wei Wu towards the open grassland not far away. The students of the entire 'Business Administration' major also followed suit...

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