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Chapter 792 How many postures are there for victory?

[The fourth round of the match is over, the Royal Academy of London vs. Hurricane Academy, the points of this round of the match, 5:0. 】

[Cumulative points, 80:36. 】

The settlement sound of the battle system sounded in the arenas of both sides at the same time.

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boom!
The simulation pod pops open.

Alexia stood up angrily.

She was eliminated, and her head was smashed by her opponent in such a humiliating gesture.

This made her, who was always arrogant, completely unacceptable.

But what really ignited her anger was the last sentence said by that Xia Guoren!

“The food is the original sin!”

Alexia, who is proficient in Xia Guoyu, can understand this sentence clearly without any translation.

Even though her face was buried in the mud until she died, Alexia could imagine the contempt in that damned opponent's eyes just from the plain tone she heard!
Why did he say this to me.

What right does he have to say this to me.

"Alexia, we..." Joshua Goodyear blinked his blue eyes. Although he was not too convinced, he knew that he should never complain at this moment, having received aristocratic education since he was a child.

"We lost." Alexia said coldly, and then walked towards the stands without looking back, "The shame of failure can only be washed away with victory."

Although angry, Alexia did not lose her mind.

The teachings of her sister Cecilia constitute her inner code.

[At any time, don't lose your noble upbringing! 】

The background of the Red Rose family is her glory and something she must maintain.

At this time, inappropriate words must not be said in public.

However, Alexia's tough tone blocked Joshua from opening his mouth. He saw the anger of the proud white eagle, so he could only helplessly shake his head at his teammates in order not to get into trouble.

"Let's go to the stage."

When Joshua led the team to the stands, he happened to see Jesse Neville standing up in the VIP seat and two rows of teammates behind him.

The star student of the Royal Academy of London lowered his head, unwillingness flashed in his eyes, he clenched his fists tightly, and after a few seconds, he loosened them weakly.

People like myself handed in four rounds of answer papers wonderfully. If there is mutual damage in the fifth round, even if our side fails, we can still find a reason to prevent Jesse from Imperial College from entering the field.

However, in the fifth game, the Royal Academy suffered a disastrous defeat with 5 kills and 0 deaths.

No more excuses can stop Jesse from making an appearance.

"We have already seen the level shown by your academy. The first few matches were very exciting. There may be some changes in the last match, but it doesn't matter!"

"It is also the purpose of our exchange this time to be able to solve problems for the alliance colleges and universities."

"Although our opponents may have changed from new players to old players, Hurricane College has always been defeated by Imperial College."

"Please allow me to demonstrate the excellent tactics of Imperial College of Technology for everyone in the next battle."

Jesse Neville's voice also had a standard London accent, and his impeccable etiquette left the students of the Royal Academy of London speechless, and could only applaud with a straight face.

But behind the dull reaction, everyone was faintly full of expectations.

That is the pearl in the crown of the Great Eagle Empire——Imperial Institute of Technology, what kind of posture will be used to wash the impolite Orientals with blood!
Maybe it's listening to the voices of the students of the Royal Academy of London, or maybe it's just showing their elegance at the right time.

Before closing the simulation cabin, Jesse Neville smiled and looked in the direction of Alexia on the stage, and lightly raised a finger.

"As a knight who engraves the creed of victory into his heart, it can be said responsibly that there are a thousand postures for victory."

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At the same time, Lu Zehuan looked at the quiet surroundings. He saw hundreds of unbelievable gazes. He also saw the depths of these gazes. In addition to shock, there was also a deep hidden feeling called joy. flames!

Facts speak louder than words.

The brilliant record of 25:0 brought everyone not only the artillery fire covering the sky, but also thinking about tactics.

Can freshmen do the same?
No matter how dissatisfied Li Yifan could not say a word at this moment.

At this moment, nearly [-]% of the students looked at Lu Ze who was looking at each other indifferently, and there was only one big word [concile] in their hearts!

Especially the last scene where the flowers are destroyed by hands, I admire it even more.

It has been a long time since this kind of wolf has been exterminated in the academy.

What's more, Lecturer Lu Ze is so cruel at a young age, and his future is limitless.

There was no pride on Lu Ze's face. His eyes moved from the countdown to the 6th battle to the 700 students, and he asked softly, "Is the victory just experienced by chance?"

Everyone shook their heads subconsciously.

But Lu Ze's next self-answer made everyone froze suddenly, and then looked up in astonishment.

"It was by chance."

What does this mean?
"Accidental play, random match, gambling-like tactics, isn't this accidental?"

Everyone couldn't figure out what Lu Ze was thinking at the moment, so how dare they talk casually.

"As the lecturer of this open class, I would like to say... the occasional victory, the occasional victory of the weak against the strong, constitutes the basic level of battle."

"And turning accidental victory into inevitable victory is the meaning of my teaching this course."

"Now, I, Lu Ze, your lecturer. Standing here, I responsibly tell each of my classmates that there is always only one winning posture in my place—"

Lu Ze looked at the students who had listened intently, his eyes were indifferent, and he raised a finger.

"Calmly face the next victory."

The plain smile was suddenly pressed into a huge alcohol barrel like a hot soldering iron.

A little spark ignites all the fires in an instant!
Lu Ze turned his head and looked at the countdown that was about to reach zero, and said flatly: "The battle continues."

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[The 6th battle begins, the map is drawn...]

[Industrial town, the map area is 19.3 square kilometers, 100% of which is land, of which 74% is plain terrain, with sparse vegetation and dry rivers. 】

[Battle format, small army battles, the maximum number of people on the battlefield is 40 people, and the weather system randomly... sandstorms. 】

[Equipment that can be used in this battle: Constructed Mecha.Fighter formations, armed convoy support. 】

Map rendering, light and shadow intertwined.

This time, Hurricane Academy didn't know that the opponent had all been replaced by Imperial College's ace team!
Imperial College of Technology, on the other hand, is assigning tasks in an orderly manner.

"The upper limit of Hurricane Academy is those eternal defeats."

"In this battle, activate the 7553 lineup, and the dominance of the battlefield belongs to the empire."

7 mad riders, 5 rangers, 5 sharpshooters, 3 fighters!

In such an open terrain, the elemental armor with long-range high damage firepower was abandoned.

The choice of Imperial College suddenly caused an uproar!
On the other hand, Lu Ze's side...

Just when everyone was thinking about what tactics Lu Ze would adopt this time.

The 100% reproduced lineup is clearly presented in an atmosphere full of black humor.

"Still the lineup from last game!?"

"are you crazy!"

(End of this chapter)