Han Xuan is a raging flame, while Qin Junche is a shattered star.
Qin Junche casually pressed the space button on his wrist, and a tall, silver mecha suddenly appeared on the other side of the combat preparation room.
The elevator in the driver's cab lowered, and Qin Junche stood steadily on it.
Then he turned to Gu Tang, who was still standing there with her brows furrowed, and said, "Trust your husband this once."
As he spoke, he gracefully entered the mecha cockpit.
"I can't take you this time," Qin Junche said again. "Han Xuan is not an easy opponent to deal with."
"You can go out first," Qin Junche said again. "I've had the best seat reserved for you in the stands."
He looked down at Gu Tang, then suddenly smiled and said, "But if we join forces with you, we will definitely defeat him!"
Gu Tang: "..."
Qin Junche's words seemed to make no problem, but something about them sounded strange to him.
Moreover, did Qin Junche really learn it?
Although he chose practical and simple moves, how could someone who has never practiced swordsmanship understand what sword moves are?
Gu Tang felt that she should still choose Han Xuan.
At least on the surface, the marshal of the Blazing Sun Legion seems far more reliable than his own.
No wonder Han Xuan is the most desired husband for men and women in the capital!
Even after he sat down in the seat Qin Junche had prepared for him, Gu Tang still harbored doubts about Qin Junche.
There were already quite a few people in the stands, most of whom were from the military.
This is the military's mecha simulation battlefield; even ordinary nobles in the capital are not qualified to enter.
When Gu Tang entered the stands, many people saw him.
These are high-ranking military officers or senior military officials.
Gu Tang's handsome yet somewhat ordinary face has become familiar to the media in today's wildly explosive news headlines.
Unlike ordinary people, soldiers, even if they are curious, will not gossip about it.
They watched as Gu Tang calmly and confidently sat down in the marshal's seat.
Looking at his calm and composed expression, and the occasional slight furrowing of his brows as if he were thinking of something.
Then, thinking about the other party, it seemed that their mental strength was not even at the A-level.
Yet this very person managed to get the marshals of two major military corps to fight for him.
Tsk!
Even these generals, who weren't particularly fond of gossip, were starting to get a little itchy.
Just then, the doors of the two combat readiness rooms were suddenly flung open.
Two top-tier S-class mechs, renowned throughout the empire, strode out.
Silver star-shaped fissures, dark red flames!
This is the god that countless mecha warriors yearn for most!
The one sitting inside was also their supreme war god.
Three years later, these two brilliant generals are about to face off again.
But just thinking about the reasons for the two marshals to fight each other...
The generals, whose enthusiasm had just been ignited, were now feeling a bit of a headache—
Is it really worth fighting for a botany professor at a third-rate university?
Especially the generals of the Star Army.
They knew that the marshal was married and even had a son.
Although I don't know who the other person is.
But why would a marshal with a family really risk going up against the Sunset Legion for the sake of an ordinary botany teacher?
Just then, Qin Xiao and Han Fengting arrived at the stands.
Han Fengting still obediently held Qin Xiao's hand.
Qin Xiao, who always had a cold expression and exuded an aura of unapproachability when outside, did not seem to intend to push him away.
Oh, right!
The generals of the Star Army and the Blazing Sun Army all started having toothaches.
She's not just a botany teacher at an ordinary university, but she also has a child.
What could possibly be so deserving of a marshal's sword?!
The two children sat down obediently next to Gu Tang.
Both mechs turned their heads in this direction at the same time.
No one knew who the two marshals were looking at.
The next second, both mechs attacked simultaneously.
The quantum sword pierced the air, producing a sharp, piercing sound.
Gu Tang suddenly sat up straight, staring intently at Qin Junche's star-shaped crack.
Xinglie turned his head in his direction again.
Then, the generals, who were already used to mechs wielding quantum swords in close combat, were stunned.
The sword in Xinglie's hand, radiating a faint silver light, was thrusting towards Lieyan at an odd angle and speed.
After Qin Junche unleashed his first move, he followed up with a series of fluid and graceful sword techniques.
It was a tall mecha, completely different from the cultivators Gu Tang was familiar with.
But when Xinglie held the quantum sword in his hand, he vaguely saw another shadow overlapping with him.
Gu Tang did not practice sword techniques; all his knowledge related to sword techniques came from another person.
His dual cultivation partner.
That aloof, taciturn man.
Yet it is widely recognized as the number one swordsman in the cultivation world for ten thousand years.
The moves Xing Lie used did not actually exceed the three moves that Gu Tang taught Qin Junche.
But in such a short time, Qin Junche was able to master it and use it so skillfully.
You could even add your own variations to make the moves look more fluid!
He! Doesn't! Believe!
Gu Tang suddenly stood up.
The generals, whose attention had been completely drawn to the battle between Qin Junche and Han Xuan, all turned their attention to Gu Tang.
Gu Tang took a deep breath and said to Qin Xiao, "You and your friends wait here for Dad."
Without further hesitation, he turned and strode toward the combat readiness room.
As for the result, there's no need to look at it anymore.
Under Xinglie's relentless pursuit, Lieyan was clearly in a sorry state.
Han Xuan didn't mind at all.
He was actually quite happy; he hadn't made the wrong bet!
No more than ten minutes after Gu Tang entered the combat readiness room, the door opened again.
The silver-haired star strode in.
Soon, the cockpit door opened, and Qin Junche jumped down from it.
He landed steadily in front of Gu Tang, opened his mouth, and was just about to speak.
“You…” Gu Tang tilted his head slightly, looking at Qin Junche with a cool and clear gaze, and spoke first, “Who exactly is it?”
He asked.
A note from the author:
Let me ask you quietly, has no one guessed Han Xuan's identity?
Chapter 38 The Marshal Refuses to Divorce (12)
Qin Junche's face first revealed his signature lazy smile.
He took two steps forward, bringing himself closer to Gu Tang.
Looking at the man in front of him who neither avoided nor yielded, Qin Junche reached out, wanting to pinch Gu Tang's chin.
A soft "snap" sound.
This time, Gu Tang slapped his hand away.
He turned his head away, his tone much calmer than before: "Can you answer my question?"
"And what about you?" Qin Junche didn't answer Gu Tang's question, but instead asked.
“You might not believe it if I told you,” Gu Tang said. “My identity is very complicated.”
His eyes met Qin Junche's eyes.
In the other person's deep pupils, I can see my own tiny reflection.
Gu Tang took a deep breath, his tone becoming calmer yet more serious: "If you want to know, I can tell you."
Qin Junche: "..."
He was just asking casually, why is Gu Tang taking it so seriously?