The closer the day approached, the more Su Ping’s attention centered on the upcoming event, a focus particularly emphasized by Zhang Lie’s constant calls over the past two days.
Finally, only two days remained of the two-month tiline.
"Mission accomplished!"
Su Ping smiled wearily at the arriving Zhang Lie.
Zhang Lie’s eyes narrowed slightly as he observed the ten figures in the woods.
Commandant Ninth Rank, Commander Seventh Rank, three Commander Sixth Orders, one Commander Fifth Stage, three Commander Fourth Orders, and one Commander Third Rank!
These were the ten figures arrayed before him. rely standing behind the young man, they seed like an impenetrable bulwark before an endless, wild forest, its verdant foliage concealing untold dangers.
Were these the sa ten Forest Wolves he knew?
No!
These were the Wanmu Wolves!
Because next to these ten Wanmu Wolves stood their respective Beast Tars.
Su Ping hadn’t been idle during this ti, and neither had they. But it had all been worth it!
Zhang Lie said nothing, not voicing a single doubt. He simply saluted the young man before him, who was about the sa age as his own son.
"Breeder Su, we set off tomorrow. Commander Zhao and Chief Lin have invited you to attend and observe the upcoming military competition. Do you accept?"
As Zhang Lie had anticipated, Su Ping nodded. "How many days will the competition last?" he asked.
"It officially starts the day after tomorrow, but we need to return to the Corps base tomorrow to prepare. The competition itself will last about two days!"
"Good! I’ll get ready tonight and leave with you all tomorrow."
He was finally going to the Corps base!
A faint thrill of excitent stirred in Su Ping’s heart.
That wasn’t a place just anyone could visit!
Influenced by his father, Su Ping harbored both a longing for and curiosity about the Beast Tar Corps. And with their departure set for tomorrow, how could Su Ping not be excited?
During dinner, he ntioned his plans to Lao Guan. Lao Guan nodded, telling Su Ping to be careful while he was away and that he would handle everything at ho.
Since the drowning incident, Lao Guan hadn’t brought up the matter of cultivating a Heart of Woods for Guan Lili again. Lao Guan hadn’t even pursued the compensation from the family involved in the drowning.
Su Ping knew Lao Guan didn’t want to cause him any trouble. That couple’s humility was due to Dong Muyun. However, Su Ping didn’t know much about the precise nature of the relationship between Dong Muyun, the forr chairman, and himself. If he accepted a favor from them, so things might beco complicated later on.
Lao Guan had been diligent for many years and was naturally unwilling to let greed create potential problems or hidden dangers for Su Ping and the Heart of Woods.
Su Ping saw all of this clearly and understood Uncle Guan’s intentions. However, Su Ping didn’t say anything more about it.
He could discuss it after the military competition was over and he returned.
By then, he could offer both reassurance and a generous gift to this diligent Manager Guan.
「 」
When night fell, Su Ping returned to his room and lay on his bed. Before he could enter a state of ditation, his phone rang again.
Su Ping initially thought it was Qin Xiaoxue, as Miss Qin had indeed been calling quite frequently these past few days. However, the caller ID took him by surprise.
It was his father, who hadn’t contacted him since they last parted ways.
"Hello?"
"Son, have you missed ?"
"If you have sothing to say, just get to the point."
"Tsk, I was just thinking about the upcoming military competition in Jianghai Province. Have your preparations been completed? Your old man here has been bragging about you. Are you confident?"
As Su Ping had figured, his father, having discussed it with Zhang Lie previously, naturally rembered the event.
Su Ping replied with a slight snort, "It’s in the bag!"
Facing Su Anyong, Su Ping’s confidence was palpable.
"I’ve witnessed Old Sha’s capabilities myself," Su Anyong said. "Unless your luck is terrible, or the competition rules or terrain are completely ridiculous, breaking into the top five shouldn’t be an issue!"
This ti, Su Anyong wasn’t being stubborn.
Yet, Su Ping snorted coldly again. "Top five? Who are you looking down on? First place! It has to be first place!" he declared.
"You kid, don’t be too arrogant. The networks within the Beast Tar Corps aren’t as simple as you imagine. You’ve only focused on cultivating one type. I reckon so elite battle groups will feature diverse cultivation strategies! Five-person combat teams can form complentary squads with the sa species but different Evolutionary Bodies. Although Wanmu Wolves are versatile, they also have distinct weaknesses!"
Su Anyong was indeed right. Putting other attributes aside, the greatest weakness of the Wanmu Wolves, similar to other Wood Elent Pet Beasts, was their vulnerability to fire. They were inherently countered by Fire Elent Pet Beasts.
Su Ping, however, didn’t seem concerned. His eyes darted around for a mont before he abruptly asked, "Dad, you ntioned competition rules. What are they usually like in these Corps competitions? Tell in detail."
Su Anyong smacked his lips. "There are many," he said. "The most traditional and widely applied is the one-on-one elimination match, a knockout tournant system decided by drawing lots. However, this format was slightly improved many years ago. It was updated to include terrain selection, and instead of random draws, a challenge-point system was implented. However, this too was later criticized for lacking practical battlefield applicability. It was seen as too performance-oriented, failing to showcase the full combat capabilities of Beast Tars and their Pet Beasts in unpredictable wilderness scenarios, as it focused too much on arena-style duels."
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