The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot
Chapter 608 - 608 523 Collective Boycott Dismissal 1st update

Chapter 608: 523 Collective Boycott! Dismissal [1st update] Chapter 608: 523 Collective Boycott! Dismissal [1st update] Other reserve squad members also found it strange.

But ever since they were scolded by the Second Team Leader last time, they really hadn’t dared to look down on anyone.

Even if Ying Zijin couldn’t win, standing up was a kind of spirit.

At least many people still lacked the courage.

“Old Wei, what’s with the tough talk?” Instructor Xing was puzzled, “The student is sparring with you for fun, and you’re taking it seriously?”

Wei Zixu pressed his lips tightly together and just looked at the girl: “Aren’t we starting? There’s still training to do later.”

Ying Zijin nodded slightly.

She raised her hand and didn’t use any special martial arts moves, directly attacking Wei Zixu’s shoulder.

Wei Zixu sneered dismissively.

Such combat skills were amateurish at best.

But the next second, the girl’s hand had already grabbed his shoulder, and with a backhand, she executed a shoulder throw.

Wei Zixu’s head buzzed.

He hadn’t recovered yet and was already on the ground.

His shoulder was burning with pain, as if it had been dislocated.

“…”

The training ground fell silent in an instant.

“I wasn’t ready,” Wei Zixu got up, his gaze fierce, “that didn’t count, let’s go again.”

He had merely been distracted for a moment and Ying Zijin found an opening, that’s all.

An unearned victory, nothing to be proud of.

Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow: “Fine.”

However, what followed on the training ground was only the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

Instructor Xing was dumbfounded and felt a chill on his body, wrapping his clothes tighter around him: “My goodness…”

The students were excited.

“Go God Ying!”

“A live version, so cool.”

“Get up,” Ying Zijin said, looking at Wei Zixu who had fallen again, her expression nonchalant, “I’ll let you have two moves.”

Wei Zixu clenched his teeth, the veins on his forehead throbbing, clearly driven to the brink of rage.

Gathering all his strength, he got up, swept his leg directly at the girl and threw a punch at the same time.

The reserve squad members recognized this movement technique; it was the set given to them by the Second Team Leader, used only within the Yi Character Team.

Its power far exceeded other combat skills.

“What’s he doing? Is he actually getting serious?”

Ning Yuze frowned at the sight, ready to intervene.

But before he could step forward, he saw the girl easily dodge Wei Zixu’s fierce moves.

Ying Zijin raised her head, calmly: “That’s two moves.”

The next second, she clenched her hand into a fist and struck again.

“Bang!”

Wei Zixu was once again knocked to the ground, this time thrown five meters away.

His whole body ached.

Ning Yuze paused in his step, his gaze falling on the girl with a hint of astonishment.

He knew Wei Zixu’s skills well, they were indeed not bad.

“Looks like two moves won’t cut it,” Ying Zijin declared indifferently, without a flicker in her gaze, “Get up, I’ll let you have ten moves.”

To Wei Zixu, these words were an outright insult.

Enraged, he supported himself on the railing, got up, and turned away.

Ning Yuze was angry: “Wei Zixu, come back!”

They were all in their early twenties, not much older than these freshmen, all of them hot-headed.

But at the very least, they had trained for many years to be part of the Yi Character Team under the supervision of a major clan and had developed a certain sense of responsibility.

Yet he was quarreling with a female student?

Wei Zixu didn’t stop; he walked away with a cold face, limping.

“You guys, follow him,” Ning Yuze said, suppressing his anger, “take him to the hospital. He was in the wrong today, note the demerit.”

“Yes, Team Leader Ning.”

Two instructors caught up with Wei Zixu, ignoring his resistance, and escorted him away.

Ning Yuze blew his whistle sharply, very seriously: “A promise is a promise, Company Two, Platoon Nineteen has three days off.”

Yan Anhe’s smile was strained as he tried to maintain it.

The students from the other platoons were envious to no end.

That boy who had hurt his buttocks before called out to Instructor Xing: “Old Xing, can we poach God Ying to our platoon?”

“Dream on,” Instructor Xing nudged him lightly with his foot, “considering the state of your behind, I’ll give you a half-day break.”

The girls of Platoon Nineteen were ecstatic, surrounding Ying Zijin and cheering.

“God Ying, you’re amazing, you can even knock down an instructor.”

“I’ve always found him annoying, always felt like he was deliberately targeting our God Ying, always scowling. If I could beat him, I would have slapped him myself.”

“God Ying, how do you feel?”

Ying Zijin took the water, pondered for a moment: “I didn’t use much force.”

It wasn’t very satisfying.

Still the itch to fight.

Ying Zijin took a sip of water and took out her phone.

[Commander, when will you spar with me?]

Fu Yunshen replied with a voice message.

His voice carried a teasing laugh, “Hmm, sure, kiddo, where do you want to fight?”

Ying Zijin’s eyebrows lifted.

[Tonight, you suppress your cultivation and fight me.]

She was still recovering, her current level of Ancient Martial Cultivation was still far behind Fu Yunshen’s.

[Fu Yunshen]: Hmm, I’ll listen to you, I’ll give it to you, just don’t hit the face.

**

Wei Zixu was sent to the hospital, but he was discharged the next day.

He really didn’t have the face to stay.

Especially since he had been publicly defeated by Ying Zijin, the looks he got from others were all wrong.

Moreover, he had been noted by Ning Yuze.

But there was nothing he could do about it; he had indeed been too impulsive at that moment.

“Brother Wei, maybe you shouldn’t lead the military training tomorrow,” a reserve team member suggested. “You’re seriously injured, better lie down and rest.”

“No need,” Wei Zixu said with a gloomy face. “Training doesn’t require much strength.”

He glanced at his phone and went downstairs.

The reserve team member shook his head but didn’t stop him.

Downstairs.

Yan Anhe saw Wei Zixu coming up and waved him over.

Wei Zixu stumbled a few steps: “Sister-in-law.”

“Zixu, I’m sorry,” Yan Anhe pursed her lips and said softly, “These are plasters I specifically got for you, use them.”

She really hadn’t expected that Ying Zijin could even beat a member of the Yi Character Team reserves.

It was a miscalculation indeed.

“Sister-in-law, you’re too kind,” Wei Zixu said, pleasantly surprised as he accepted it, nodding in assurance, “Don’t worry, tomorrow I have plenty of chances to torment her, I absolutely won’t let her get half a step close to Team Leader Ning.”

Yan Anhe was taken aback: “You mean Yuze, he…”

But before she could finish, she stopped herself.

That was fine, no need for further explanation.

“Zixu, thank you,” Yan Anhe smiled, “Don’t tell Yuze about this matter.”

Wei Zixu, holding the medicine, went upstairs and ran into Ning Yuze.

He stiffened: “Team Leader Ning.”

“Continue the training tomorrow, don’t bring personal emotions into it,” Ning Yuze looked at him, “Depending on your performance, the demerit might be removed.”

Wei Zixu breathed a sigh of relief: “Thank you, Team Leader Ning.”

**

The next morning.

The vacation for Company 19 ended.

Seeing Wei Zixu again, the girls were all reluctant.

“Ying Zijin, you, come here,” Wei Zixu smiled, “Aren’t you very capable? Now, run fifty laps around the track, finish within two hours, and for every minute over, run an extra lap.”

The track was 400 meters long, and to finish fifty laps in two hours was next to impossible.

At this, the girls were immediately infuriated.

“Instructor Wei, are you targeting God Ying?”

“Because God Ying defeated you, you’re bullying her like this?”

Wei Zixu’s temples throbbed: “All of you, shut up!”

“…”

“Let me tell you, I’ll choose the outstanding trainee of your Company 19, and I’ll also give the final evaluation scores,” Wei Zixu sneered, “If you don’t want to fail, then behave.”

If he couldn’t handle a bunch of first-year students, how would he train other reserve members of the Yi Character Team later on?

This authority, he had to establish.

Military training was a compulsory course, and without completing it before senior year, graduation was not an option.

“We don’t need you to give or choose,” Ji Li directly took off her camouflage uniform, scoffed, “I’m dropping out of this military training session. At worst, I’ll join the next batch. Do I need you?”

Wei Zixu’s gaze turned icy instantly: “What did you say? Say it again?”

The other girls looked at one another, thoroughly enraged.

“I’m dropping out, not training anymore.”

“ISC finals explosion, God Ying didn’t give up on her teammates even in the face of death; if we give up on her, we don’t deserve to stand here, sorry, not training anymore.”

“We’re dropping out.”

“Dropping out!”

At that moment, everyone stood behind the girl.

Today, Wei Zixu had deliberately chosen a secluded training spot so he could “properly train” Ying Zijin.

The other instructors were busy with their own companies, and Ning Yuze, as the camp commander, couldn’t possibly watch over them all the time.

But he really hadn’t anticipated Ying Zijin’s influence being so great that all the girls of Company 19 chose to resist him, even if it meant giving up the credits for military training.

Wei Zixu laughed angrily: “Alright, rebellion, is it? You all—”

Ying Zijin looked up.

She took off her hat with one hand, tossing it directly in Wei Zixu’s face.

With her other hand, she pulled out her phone, dialed the Second Team Leader’s number, her voice cold, “Company 19 of the second camp, requesting a change of instructor, now, immediately.”

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