When the battle is over, the protective shield opens automatically.
The referee announced the result of the fight, and as soon as he approached, he was pushed nearly half a meter away by the gust of wind created by the mecha.
"Student Sheng!"
The referee was startled by Sheng Yi's anger and clenched the red card in his hand: "The ring match is over. During the points settlement phase, any form of physical conflict between the two sides is prohibited..."
Sheng Yi sneered: "How can it be a conflict for me and my own observer to summarize our experience of failure?"
The referee was stumped by his question and was speechless for a moment.
This kind of competition is always stopped at the right time. Even if there are people who get angry, neither side will give in. They simply throw away the heavy mechas with uncontrollable power and roll up their sleeves to fight.
This was the first time that someone directly attacked his own observer in the ring.
The referee didn't dare to confront him head-on. He calmed himself down and raised the red card: "Safety officer!"
People quickly gathered around the sidelines.
The safety officers are responsible for maintaining order during the battle, and are all senior students. In their competition, the safety officers are all students majoring in logistics.
The leading security officer jumped onto the wingman and tried to stop Sheng Yi: "Mr. Sheng, you need to calm down and give us your observation hand..."
As soon as he saw Shi Ji's training uniform, his expression suddenly changed and he quickly stepped back.
Even now, Sheng Yi's ranking has long fallen out of the top 100 in the standings, but his hand-to-hand combat performance has always remained in first place.
Without any protection, no one in the entire military academy was willing to confront the out-of-control Sheng Yi.
"Stop getting in the way."
Sheng Yi flexed his wrist and glanced at them with disdain: "Logistics rubbish..."
Shi Ji said softly: "Xiao Yi."
He spoke abruptly, but his tone was as gentle as usual, as if there was no difference from usual.
But if you look a little more carefully, you will find that he has an abnormal amount of cold sweat on his forehead, and the corners of his bloodless pale lips are trembling slightly, as he is trying his best to swallow back all the pain coming back from his wound.
Shi Ji hasn't felt any "pain" for a long time.
He didn't know why he suddenly recovered, but he was affected by his injuries. There was a black mist in front of his eyes and his consciousness seemed a little groggy.
Sheng Yi was drawn back to his attention by his words. He stopped attacking the security guard and asked Shi Ji in a cold voice: "Did I allow you to call me that?"
Shi Ji slowed down: "... Mr. Sheng."
He held the driver's seat with one hand, tried his best to straighten his body, and cleared his throat which was slightly hoarse from the pain: "I lost, you can punish me."
"Why punish?"
The security officer frowned and said, "There is something wrong with your coordination. In a battle, the mecha pilot is supposed to protect the wingman. How can you leave the wingman alone in the enemy's fire coverage?"
Sheng Yi narrowed his eyes.
He hated to say that. He looked at the senior student who was majoring in logistics, clenched his wrists tightly, and an uncontrollable cruel look appeared between his brows.
Shi Ji raised his hand and gently pressed Sheng Yi: "… It's my fault. I couldn't dodge the opponent's attack."
"My leg injury is more serious than I thought."
Shi Ji explained: "I made a mistake in my judgment, which affected the compatibility between me and my wingman by more than 7%..."
Sheng Yi interrupted him: "I don't need to hear these reasons."
Shi Ji paused.
Sheng Yi lifted Shi Ji's collar, brought the two closer together, and said in a cold tone, "You were like this at first, too. You abandoned the main mecha and escaped back alone. You gave a convincing explanation and found a lot of excuses to cover it up."
Sheng Yi looked at him: "I thought you had changed... Turns out you haven't."
Shi Ji looked at him quietly and swallowed the rest of his words.
Sheng Yi let go of his hand and watched Shi Ji fall back into the driving seat weakly, raising a cloud of dust.
He didn't believe that a leg injury could not heal in half a year.
When going to the hospital, Sheng Yi also heard from the police that Shi Ji had been living on an isolated island for the past six months.
Shi Ji had received rigorous wilderness survival training and was self-sufficient on the island. He had built a decent-sized residence and even a small vegetable garden.
Sheng Yi fell from heaven to hell, being pointed at by countless people, struggling for half a year. When he thought about how Shi Ji was leisurely growing vegetables while he was training desperately, he couldn't control the anger in his heart.
…But he couldn't punish Shi Ji right here.
The group of antiques in the Military Academy all admired Shi Ji very much. During the six months when Shi Ji was missing, they were even more anxious than Sheng Yi.
Sheng Yi gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress his anger.
In the eyes of those teachers and officials, everything was his fault.
They had a preconceived notion that Shi Ji was the academy's number one observer and that there would be no problems, and that all the coordination errors were caused by Sheng Yi himself.
Sheng Yi's good grades are due to Shi Ji's help.
Sheng Yi's performance declined because he no longer had Shi Ji's cooperation.
Ever since he entered the military academy, this kind of evaluation has followed him like a shadow and he can't get rid of it no matter what he does.
…
But Shi Ji clearly lost.
In the battle just now, Sheng Yi's mecha operation rating was S-level, and the opponent's mecha was almost blasted out by him several times.
If it weren't for the protective shield in the ring battle, which strictly limited the power and prevented the use of weapons that could affect the audience, he would have smashed the opponent's main armor into a pile of scrap metal.
If he can't even deal with this kind of mecha, it must be Shi Ji's own problem.
Shi Ji is not as powerful as those people think.
Sheng Yi closed his eyes tightly. He simply couldn't calm down. Even now, he was still about to explode from the strong resentment brought about by anger and frustration.
He has violated school rules three times this semester. If he is warned five times in a single semester, the college will judge him as not meeting the requirements and he will be expelled and sent home.
He couldn't afford to get into trouble in such a public place again.
"Come back with me." Sheng Yi stood up straight and spoke in a hoarse voice.
Shi Ji supported himself on the somewhat deformed driving seat. He had regained some strength, and he supported his body with his arms to stand up again.
Sheng Yi didn't look at him and jumped off the wingman.
Shi Ji was about to follow, but was stopped by a security guard nearby.
“…Student Shi,” the security guard said, “It will be dangerous if you leave the ring now.”
The arena is an open fighting area and is the place most strictly controlled by school rules. Even if Sheng Yi was furious, he could not attack Shi Ji in public.
Even for those few pushes just now, if Shi Ji wanted to pursue it, he would have to give Sheng Yi another verbal warning.
Just now, Sheng Yi spoke ill of their profession, and Shi Ji interrupted him. The security guard took note of his situation: "You don't look very well now. If necessary, you can apply for isolation protection."
After the competition, the highlights of the battle will be replayed. Shi Ji is the best observer in the academy. This is his first defeat in a fight. Both the instructors and the audience are watching the detailed replay on the big screen.
Once the academy finds out that Shi Ji's strength has declined due to an old leg injury, they will never let it go.
Shi Ji stopped and looked up.
He suffered new injuries during the crash. His camouflage training uniform was torn open by Sheng Yi, and the white shirt inside was stained with deep and light blood red.
Shi Ji seemed to be unaware of these injuries. His expression was very gentle, and a smile appeared in his bright eyes because of such friendliness: "Thank you."
The security guard didn't expect him to be so good-tempered. When Shi Ji nodded in thanks, he felt a little embarrassed and waved his hand quickly: "No need..."
Sheng Yi's mecha roared impatiently.
Shi Ji followed the sound and looked over.
Sheng Yi stared at him: "Shi Ji... You like hanging out with losers, don't you?"
The security guard's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Student Sheng—"
"I didn't talk to you." Sheng Yi sat in the cockpit of the mecha, his eyes looking down at Shi Ji, "If you don't come back with me, you don't have to go back again."
Shi Ji's movements paused slightly.
He raised his eyes, his face looked even paler than before, and the corners of Wen Xiu's eyes trembled unconsciously.
…
Sheng Yi suddenly had a cruel idea.
He knew that taking care of himself was the task his father left for Shi Ji.
Shi Ji's nature is to complete the mission. For Shi Ji, not being able to go back with Sheng Yi means that the mission can no longer be completed.
Sheng Yi rarely used this kind of thing to threaten Shi Ji - he was really furious this time, because because of Shi Ji's mistake, he just missed the opportunity he wanted most.
He couldn't help wanting to do something to let Shi Ji experience this feeling of despair and frustration.
Sheng Yi suddenly laughed.
Rather than running 50 kilometers with weights or practicing fighting with him for three hours, he thought of a more effective punishment.
The police said that even though Shi Ji was trapped on a deserted island, he was still trying his best to contact the outside world, send out distress signals, and even tried to swim back.
Even if it costs his life, Shi Ji will complete the task.
Shi Ji's tone fluctuated slightly for the first time: "...Xiao Yi."
He propped himself up and tried to walk over, but after taking a step, he was nailed to the spot by the pain in his left knee.
Sheng Yi's mecha retreated in front of him.
"Student Shi." The security guard at the side quickly reached out and supported Shi Ji, "You are seriously injured and need treatment..."
Shi Ji shook his head slightly.
Due to the pain and blood loss, his body was shaking slightly, and blood was slowly seeping onto his clothes.
He still looked at Sheng Yi.
"Since you like hanging out with them, you don't have to go home." Sheng Yi said, "Just join them in repairing mechas and cooking for people."
Before Shi Ji could react, the security guard at the side was already showing anger on his face: "Sheng Yi! If you continue to attack the logistics department like this, we will file a formal complaint—"
Sheng Yi said sarcastically: "Did I say something wrong?"
The security guard's face turned red with anger. He clenched his teeth and fell silent.
"Take him back and give him to your senior Zhan to see if he is suitable for growing vegetables or raising fish."
Sheng Yi said: "I will come to pick him up when he has figured it out."
The security officer said sternly: "He is your observer!"
There are no classes scheduled after the final exams, and students can freely choose whether to leave school. Sheng Yi can go home and enjoy some quiet time without having to worry about what others say.
Shi Ji was the academy's top observer, but due to his declining strength, he was thrown to the logistics department by his own mecha operator to raise fish.
The morale in the military academy has always been that the strong are respected. What kind of blow would this kind of thing cause to Shi Ji
Sheng Yi didn't care.
His eyes were fixed on Shi Ji, and he finally saw a subtle change on that face that never showed any sign of disappointment.
He had no way of determining what those changes were, but this incident itself finally gave him a sense of extremely evil pleasure.
He is Shi Ji's mission, and the mission is Shi Ji's life.
—He wanted to see how long Shi Ji could last after being kicked out of home by him.