Chapter 582: I’m Going to Kill Someone!
Shen Cheng fled in defeat.
Once the excitement died down, everyone fell silent.
"Good!"
After a moment of silence, a loud roar suddenly erupted.
Kong Lin’s face was flushed with excitement, and his eyes blazed with brilliance. "A good fight! A splendid fight!"
He slapped Shi Potian’s shoulder vigorously and laughed heartily. "Good lad. Not bad at all. Who taught you all these skills?"
"Instructor Lin."
Shi Potian answered honestly. He was somewhat unaccustomed to Kong Lin’s overwhelming excitement.
"Good!" Kong Lin shouted again before bursting into laughter. He looked around at the crowd and declared, "Did you see that? Did you hear that?"
"This lad was taught by Instructor Lin! Are you all convinced now?"
This question was directed at the Divine Machine Camp.
"We’re convinced!"
How could they not be?
If Lin Mu had only produced a talent like Leng Feng, it might have been chalked up to luck. But how could they explain Shi Potian?
Someone who could even defeat the Demon King, Shen Cheng. Shi Potian’s strength was beyond doubt.
So, just how strong was Lin Mu, the man who had taught both Shi Potian and Leng Feng?
Did anyone still need to ask?
No.
He had already proven everything with facts. His training method was correct—it was the most correct.
"Since you’ve lost, what are you all still standing around for?" Kong Lin’s eyes widened as he bellowed.
Monkey, being the sharpest, took a step forward. He stood before Lin Mu, snapped to attention, and gave a military salute, his expression solemn. "Teacher Lin, I’m sorry. I was wrong!"
"Teacher Lin, we’re sorry!"
The entire Divine Machine Camp saluted and apologized to Lin Mu in unison.
They had lost this battle, but they were utterly convinced by their defeat.
Even Kong Ying felt the same.
"Instructor Lin, I was being stubborn before. I shouldn’t have questioned you," Kong Ying said respectfully. "Your training method is the correct one. I apologize for my previous ignorance."
"I will diligently clean the toilets from now on and promise to never oppose you again."
Ma Biao added, "Teacher Lin, please train us! With your training, we can definitely win the championship in the grand competition!"
Everyone looked at Lin Mu with immense anticipation, hoping he would agree.
Lin Mu smiled slightly and was about to speak.
But Zou Ju cut in with a cold scoff, "The grand competition championship? Are you all daydreaming?"
"What do you mean by that?" Ma Biao said defiantly.
"Because your qualification to compete is about to be revoked," Zou Ju sneered. "You killed a member of the Bagua Sect and injured Shen Cheng, and you still think you can continue in the grand competition? Wishful thinking."
Disqualified?
Then what was the point of Lin Mu’s training methods, no matter how correct they were?
At this thought, the faces of everyone in the Divine Machine Camp darkened, including Jiaolong’s.
With a look of indignation, Kong Lin demanded, "By what right do you revoke the Divine Machine Camp’s qualification to compete?"
"By what right?" Zou Ju laughed coldly. "Do you even need to ask? You killed a member of the Bagua Sect and injured Shen Cheng. Do you have any idea how much trouble you’ve caused?"
"Especially him!" she said, pointing a finger at Lin Mu, her face twisting in a sneer. "The Bagua Sect Leader will certainly not let him go. Moreover, you can’t even begin to imagine the extent of Shen Cheng’s power."
"Think I’m lying? You’ll find out soon enough," Zou Ju finished with a cold smile.
Just then, Kong Lin’s phone rang. After listening to the call, his expression became incredibly grim.
"Grandfather, what’s wrong?" Kong Ying asked nervously, noticing his dark expression.
Kong Lin didn’t speak, only glancing at Lin Mu with a look of guilt.
"Commander Kong, just say what you need to say," Lin Mu said, unconcerned.
Kong Lin took a deep breath. "The Military Department called. They said... they’re revoking your position as General Instructor of the Southeast Military Academy."
The words stunned everyone into silence.
His position was being revoked?
"Not only that," Kong Lin added, his expression turning bleak, "our Divine Machine Camp’s qualification to compete has also been canceled."
This statement was like a clap of thunder, leaving the members of the Divine Machine Camp reeling.
Lin Mu was dismissed. The Divine Machine Camp was disqualified.
Either of these announcements was an extremely heavy blow.
Jiaolong clenched his teeth, his hands balled so tightly into fists that his nails dug into his palms. The others were in a similar state, their faces etched with utter frustration and guilt.
Seeing this, Zou Ju was inwardly ecstatic. This is what you get for offending me, Lin! Just you wait for the Bagua Sect and Shen Cheng to exact their revenge! she thought, glaring at Lin Mu.
So what if you won? What does it matter if your training method is correct? Without the right to even compete, the Divine Machine Camp can just wait to be disbanded!
The soldiers’ expressions grew even dimmer. They hung their heads in bitter frustration. Without the right to compete, the Divine Machine Camp faced disbandment. Naturally, that meant Instructor Lin would no longer train them.
"Why are you all hanging your heads?" Kong Lin roared. "All of you, lift your heads!"
Looking at the dejected crowd, he said in a deep voice, "So what if we can’t compete? Is it the end of the world? Or has a single grand competition championship dulled your fighting edge entirely?"
"Remember this! Even if the Divine Machine Camp is gone, you are still soldiers of my Southeast Military Region! You are still my men, Kong Lin’s men!" Kong Lin bellowed. "If you really think you can’t live without the Divine Machine Camp, then get the hell out! I can’t afford that kind of embarrassment!"
His words immediately made the members of the Divine Machine Camp flush with shame. Many of their eyes turned red.
"Commander, we were wrong!" Jiaolong said, biting his lip with tears welling in his eyes. "Commander, I... I’ve let you down."
"Hold those damn tears back!" Kong Lin said angrily. "You’re all proud men, Soldier Kings of Huaxia, yet you’re crying in front of me? You’re making me ashamed."
"But Instructor Lin..." Monkey started to say, then quickly shut his mouth.
The others also looked deeply ashamed and frustrated. They felt they were the ones who had cost Lin Mu everything.
"Heh."
Lin Mu suddenly laughed.
"What’s all this about?" Lin Mu asked. "For the men of the Divine Machine Camp to look like a bunch of sulking brides... that’s not a good look."
"Instructor Lin..." Monkey’s eyes reddened, and he looked like he was about to cry again. But a sharp glance from Lin Mu made him quickly hold it in.
"Do you remember what I said on my first day here?" Lin Mu smiled faintly. "I told you that you are my people now. No one dares to cancel your qualification to compete. Not even the Heavenly King!"
"Hmph, who do you think you are? This is an order from above! The official document will arrive shortly!" Zou Ju snorted. "Moreover, the Bagua Sect Leader has already submitted an application to the Martial Alliance. In three days, he will fight you in a duel to the death!"
"And the Martial Alliance has already approved it!"
Zou Ju’s words made everyone’s expression change drastically, including Kong Lin’s.
First revoking Lin Mu’s position, then the Bagua Sect Leader challenging him to a duel—this chain of events was clearly the work of the Bagua Sect and Shen Cheng.
"Good. Very good," Lin Mu nodded. "Then go and tell the Bagua Sect Leader that I accept his challenge!"
He accepted?
He actually accepted?
"Instructor Lin, you..." Kong Lin began, but Lin Mu cut him off.
"Commander Kong, don’t worry. I promise you, the Divine Machine Camp will not be disbanded. And I am still going to lead them to win the grand competition championship!"
Zou Ju didn’t bother saying anything else. You’re a dead man walking. How are you going to train the Divine Machine Camp?
"Xiao Tian!"
"Present!"
"While I’m away, you will be in charge of their training," Lin Mu instructed. "Remember to follow the method I taught you."
"Yes!" Shi Potian affirmed.
"Instructor Lin, what about you?" Monkey asked instinctively.
"Me?" Lin Mu flashed a faint smile. "Of course, I’m off to kill people."