Chapter 1505: Chapter 1478: Get Lost, or I’ll Help You Get Lost!
"I was wondering who was preaching at the military affairs department’s entrance, turns out it’s our Captain Shu Feng!"
A sarcastic voice suddenly came from behind.
Both Xiao Yi and Shu Feng paused in their steps.
Xiao Yi looked questioningly at Shu Feng beside him.
Shu Feng’s face turned sullen, his fists clenched involuntarily when he heard the voice, a look of resentment and unwillingness flashing in his eyes.
However.
He did not respond at all, just looked gloomy and urged in a low voice, "Let’s go!"
"Captain Shu, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Don’t you want to see an old comrade like me?" the sarcastic voice drew closer from behind, almost at Shu Feng’s shoulder.
At this point, if Shu Feng pretended he didn’t hear, it would be unreasonable.
He had to stop, turned around with a gloomy face and looked at the young man before him, whose face bore a mocking smile.
This person wore a dark red standard-issue armor.
The armor had faint golden patterns, vaguely resembling a phoenix spreading its wings, the standard armor of the Vermilion Bird Legion.
No different from what Shu Feng wore.
The only difference was the number of six-pointed stars on his chest, representing rank—he had five, marking him as a Sergeant Grade 5, while Shu Feng had only four, marking him as Sergeant Grade 4.
Shu Feng looked gloomily at the newcomer, "Wang Hui, what do you want?"
Wang Hui seemed unsurprised by Shu Feng’s distant demeanor, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a face full of faux grievance, "Shu Feng, your words are hurtful. We were comrades from the same squad, not easily meeting these days, why the coldness? Aren’t you happy to see an old comrade?"
He chuckled.
Shu Feng clenched his fists tighter, his expression dark as if water might drip out, coldly saying, "Comrade? Do you even deserve to mention that word to me? If it wasn’t for that time..."
He drew a sharp breath, swallowing back his words, as if they contained a taboo he dared not speak casually.
"What? What if not for that time?" Wang Hui mocked relentlessly.
Shu Feng snorted coldly, no longer acknowledging him.
He called to Xiao Yi, standing aside, "Xiao Lin, let’s go!"
Xiao Yi said nothing and followed along.
Watching their retreating backs.
The corners of Wang Hui’s mouth twitched into a cold arc.
Behind him, two young men of considerable strength stood; one long-haired youth named Peng Jie, the bald one was his brother, Peng Pin.
Peng Pin sneered, "Captain, this Shu Feng is far from giving you any face, you can’t just let him leave like this!"
"Captain, my brother and I can teach him a lesson for you!" Peng Jie offered.
They had just arrived in Jun Shang City and were about to join Wang Hui’s squad, coming to the military affairs department today to register as official soldiers of the Vermilion Bird Legion.
As brothers without roots seeking favor with their superior, they naturally had to fully flatter him.
Wang Hui glanced at him, sneered disdainfully, "That Shu Feng is at the Nirvana Realm Peak, just a step away from the Longevity Secret Realm; how do you plan to teach him a lesson?"
Peng Pin, momentarily speechless, awkwardly scratched his nose.
Nirvana Realm Peak?
With only a Dharma Manifestation Realm’s cultivation, doesn’t facing such a strong opponent equate to smashing eggs on stones?
Moreover...
The opponent was a Grade 4 Sergeant.
Not someone they could handle?
Peng Jie’s eyes rolled around, resting his gaze on Xiao Yi beside Shu Feng, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes as he chuckled, "My brother and I indeed can’t do anything to Shu Feng, but dealing with the kid beside him should not be a problem, right?"
Xiao Yi possessed a token given by the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Tao Pavilion, perfectly concealing his cultivation; the power exposed to others was just at the Dharma Manifestation Realm Sixth Fold.
Compared to the Dharma Manifestation Realm Seventh Fold and Eighth Fold Peng brothers, handling Xiao Yi was as easy as flipping palms.
Wang Hui’s eyes lit up; though dealing with a rookie didn’t inflict substantial harm on Shu Feng, making him lose face publicly would be quite satisfying.
With this thought.
Wang Hui nodded, smiling playfully, "Let’s see your performance then!"
Meanwhile.
Shu Feng gloomily spoke to Xiao Yi, "Xiao Lin, we must complete registration as soon as possible."
Xiao Yi puzzledly asked, "Why so hurried?"
"Mm!"
Shu Feng nodded, hesitated for a moment, then explained, "Before becoming official soldiers, you’re not constrained by military regulations. I’m worried that Wang Hui, that scoundrel, unable to deal with me, may find ways to have those two rookies beside him target you. Generally, rookies are not bound by regulations before formal registration; unless too excessive, the legion won’t intervene..."
He also noticed Peng brothers’ cultivation.
Both had higher cultivation than Xiao Yi.
If they provoke Xiao Yi before registration and conflict arises, as long as they don’t kill Xiao Yi, they’d likely face no punishment.
Xiao Yi shrugged indifferently; he didn’t want trouble, just quietly aimed for the battlefield corpse duty, not intending to stir up unexpected issues.
Of course.
If the other party insists on provoking him, then they couldn’t blame him.
Moments later.
The two arrived at the registration point inside the military affairs department designated for rookies; it was empty and unusually quiet.
The registration officer was a balding man with a Mediterranean shine, lazily looked up at Xiao Yi, and said blandly, "New here? Fill out the form!"
He pulled out a form refined from animal hide.
In the realm battlefield, surging with endless vital energy, ordinary paper couldn’t last.
Only animal hide could record it.
Xiao Yi nodded, accepted the hide, and was about to fill in his information.
When suddenly...
A hand intruded, pressed onto the hide in front of him, quickly followed by Peng Pin’s sneering voice, "Get lost, I’ll fill it out first!"
Xiao Yi frowned, glanced at the Mediterranean man, "Aren’t you going to manage this?"
The balding man frowned, about to speak.
Catching the sight of Wang Hui and Shu Feng not far behind, realized it was a clash between two squad leaders.
Injured on the battlefield and assigned to this retirement post.
Merely a Grade 2 Sergeant.
Neither Shu Feng nor Wang Hui were ones he could afford to offend, the balding man shrugged, helpless expression: "Sorry, you settle it among yourselves!"
"Oh!"
Xiao Yi nodded.
He slowly turned, facing Peng Pin with a triumphant face, said, "Get lost, or I’ll help you get lost!"
"Get lost? I won’t, care to demonstrate?" Peng Pin taunted.
Xiao Yi acknowledged with a sound.
With a dull thud, accompanied by a miserable scream, Peng Pin flew back like a human cannonball, rolling hundreds of meters on the ground.
Disappearing amidst the crowd...