Chapter 263 - The Spirit of Drawing Sword and The Sacred Martial Hall (1/2)

Two days after the start of the recruit tournament, the results came as a surprise to the military fans.

The traditionally strong teams, like the European Military Region team and the American Military Region team, were no longer as powerful as they used to be.

In contrast, the East Asia Military Region that had been declining day by day had risen at a tremendous speed. In just a short span of two days, they alone seized ten points out of the total twelve points.

Just as the semi-automatic rifle competition came to an end, the European recruits were immediately called back to the conference room for a new meeting.

“For the past two days, our European Military Region has become so famous!” Major General Okosa looked about at everyone with a despondent look. “With such a monster in the East Asia Military Region, I really can’t blame you lot. I am mainly responsible for the early withdrawal of the mobile armor squad. I know you will try your very best in the competition, but let me repeat it once again: you are bearing the glory of our entire Europe Military Region. Tomorrow is the first drawing lots ceremony for the martial arts tournament, I wish you all the best of luck for it.”

In the dismal and silent conference room, volcanic battle intent was about to erupt one after another.

“General, we will knock East Asia down in the martial arts tournament, and drag America down from the throne of hegemony.”

Opposite to the long table, Caesar, who had been silent from the beginning to the end, straightened his body. Even his long golden hair was unable to conceal the sharp gleam in those sapphire-like eyes of his.

Upon hearing this, Okosa’s gloomy face finally relaxed. Slowly, he glanced about at the other European recruits sitting here. God knows when these dismal recruits, who had been under attack by Qin Fen for two consecutive days, had fully recovered their spirits. In their eyes, that cruel and brutal battle intent could be easily seen.

“General! I may not be as good as Qin Fen when it comes to military skills, but I will fight! I will never back down!”

“General! I will not bring down the glory of the European Military Region!”

War cries echoed in the conference room, one after another. One by one, the soldiers smacked the table before standing up. The disgrace the Europe Military Region had suffered for the past two days no longer weighed down on the minds of everyone. It had now become the motivation for the European Military Region; they had become brave after having known the feeling of being ashamed!

Okosa slowly looked around at everyone, his gaze finally resting on Solomon, who had not uttered a single word since the beginning.

“I only have one target.” Solomon pushed the chestnut-colored long hair blocking his face away, his emerald-like eyes flickering with tranquility and confidence. “That is to become the legendary Recruit King of Martial Combat in the recruit martial arts tournament. Whoever stands in from of me, whether it’s East Asia or America, will be kicked off.”

For the first time, the American recruits were also called to the conference room to hold the first pre-war meeting.

American Major General Will was wearing a trimmed major general’s uniform. His sparse hair sat neatly on his head.

Compared to Major General Okosa, Will wasn’t feeling worried in the slightest. He skillfully operated the computer near his hand, projecting data analysis charts over the conference table, one after another.

“Everyone has watched the tournament these the last two days. I believe you must have also understood that our opponent is no longer the inefficient European Military Region.” Having selected a data analysis chart from the projection, Will zoomed it in and said, “I believe everyone has an impression of this man, right? Qin Fen, the East Asian recruit who had once participated…”

Qin Fen’s information that was stored in the military database was revealed before everyone, bit by bit.

“Oh?” Zeus, with his elbow resting on the table, rubbed his chin with one hand. “Sniped the terrorists? So to say, he is a sniper.”

“A very strong one at that.” Will, with his both elbow resting on the table, lightly flipped his palm upwards and said, “Judging from the information we have, I’m afraid our American sniper recruits can only compete for the second place.”

The American snipers who came to participate in the tournament silently nodded together.

As a soldier, they often didn’t like to admit defeat. If there was even a tiny chance, they would definitely give it a try.

Qin Fen’s data was too terrifying. After the American sniper saw it, he didn’t have any desire to compete anymore. They were simply not at the same level at all.

“So, before the sniper tournament even started, we have already lost three points.” Will picked up the cup of coffee near his hand and took a sip. “It seems that it’s better to forfeit from the sniper tournament…”

“Absolutely not!” The silent sniper smacked the table and stood up looking at Will and shouting, “General, it’s true that you are the leader of the American team, but you don’t have any rights to deprive me of the qualifications to participate.”

“Is that right?” Will very casually leaned his back against the chair. “America has always been the hegemon of the recruit tournament. In any tournament, our goal has always been to be first. Before the tournament has even started, you…”

“Then, I will take first place!”

A wave of irrational anger rose up in the eyes of the calm sniper. Having become timid just after taking a glance at the data, as a soldier, this made him look down upon himself. Hearing this, Will was slightly irritated, he finally lashed out in anger.

“First?” A faint disdainful smile was hanging on Will’s lips. “What if you can’t?”

“Then, I will request a transfer to Saturn or to the frontlines of counter-terrorism after the tournament.” The ice-cold calmness returned to sniper’s eyes. “If I lose, I will go to the battlefront where there is only life and death.”

“It’s good that you have this kind of morale.” Will gestured the sniper to sit down. “It’s true that Qin Fen is very strong, but if you are afraid of him then he will win as easily as he cuts melons and vegetables. If you get fearful just at the sight of him, you won’t even be able to play out your normal strength, which would only make it easier for East Asia to get points. Do you know why East Asian soldiers, who were very weak in previous tournaments, could still take the third place in total score ranking?”