Chapter 1192: The Seventh Fleet Is Observing?

Qi Tianlong’s strength was like Mount Tai pressing down on you. In battle, he seemed to have no technique at all—just brute, head-on clashes. But as his opponent, you had no choice but to clash with him head-on, or you wouldn’t last even thirty seconds. Against an opponent of that caliber, unless your strength surpassed his, winning was simply too difficult.

The final battle was approaching, and this was the only match whose opponent was known in advance. All Lan Xuanyu could do was try his utmost to prepare.

The Rising Dragon Competition—the most prestigious tournament on all of Celestial Dragon Planet, the grand clash of the Dragon Clan, the birthplace of future Dragon Knights—was about to hold its final battle.

When that day arrived, the moment Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu stepped out of their residence, they were greeted by countless cheers from within Rising Dragon City.

Those cheers called out their names, fervently making gestures of adoration, escorting them step by step toward the Rising Dragon Platform.

From the perspective of the common people, over ninety percent of them stood on Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu’s side. Not only because “they” were women, and stunningly beautiful at that, but even more because “they” were in the position of the weak challenging the strong.

Whether in the Douluo Federation or the Dragon Horse galaxy, anywhere at all, the weak defeating the strong was always a grand drama. A drama everyone delighted in discussing.

Thus, this match drew the eyes of the masses. Yet the vast majority of cheers went to the Golden Dragon Princess and the Goddess of Fortune.

What everyone most wanted to see was “them” defeating the mighty Qi Tianlong and becoming the final victors! And the brilliance of this match was exactly what the people anticipated.

It could be said that on a day like this, nearly the entire Celestial Dragon Planet—even the vast majority of the Dragon Horse galaxy—had its eyes fixed here.

The Douluo Federation’s Seventh Fleet.

Mothership, General Command.

Numerous officers had gathered here, convening a meeting.

Those who could attend this meeting held at least the rank of major general, and even among generals they were the rare few. More were lieutenant generals and full generals. There was, of course, only one grand general—the Seventh Fleet’s supreme commander.

Since the last great war, the Seventh Fleet had entered a period of rest and reorganization. That previous resounding victory had raised the Seventh Fleet’s standing in the military by a large margin, and recently they had been rewarded with many new-model weapons. This had put the fleet’s leadership in excellent spirits.

The Seventh Fleet was now one of the absolute main forces guarding the border between the Douluo Federation and the Dragon Horse galaxy.

Grand General Bai Ling wore a faint smile. “Continue maintaining training intensity. According to Federation intelligence, in about two more years, the Eighth Fleet will reach full formation. At that time, officers will be drawn from the major fleets to take command of the Eighth Fleet. Due to our outstanding performance in the previous battle, we will be the fleet with the most officers transferred. Let us all encourage one another, colleagues.”

At these words, every general present showed delight. One had to understand that promotion in the military was extremely difficult, because the Douluo Federation did not fight many wars at present, and military merit was the iron rule for advancement. At the same time, opportunity mattered greatly.

According to Douluo Federation regulations, to be promoted in rank, one first needed a substantive post. In other words, one’s position had to be promoted first for one’s rank to rise along with it. Otherwise, there was no qualification for a rank increase.

And once one reached the level of general, how many substantive posts were there to be promoted into? It was almost one radish per hole—which was precisely why general promotions were so difficult.

The reason the former supreme commander of Proto Dragon Planet had been able to advance was that Proto Dragon Planet’s status was important, and the entire Proto Dragon Planet base had been elevated in rank.

Now Grand General Bai Ling said the Eighth Fleet was about to be established. In military terms, though not absolutely classified, this was still one of the highest secrets. Transferring to a new fleet meant far greater chances for promotion. More importantly, a brand-new cosmic fleet had many vacant posts! Not only would these people have opportunities to advance, but their subordinates would naturally gain opportunities as well. The positions vacated here could likewise be filled by promotion. So this was absolutely great news for the Seventh Fleet.

A full general could not help but laugh. “Our great victory really came at just the right time!”

At these words, everyone couldn’t help but laugh.

“All right, today’s formal meeting ends here. The Federation sent word the day before yesterday that there is a grand event in the Dragon Horse galaxy. We spent an enormous amount of resources to obtain the chance to view a recording. For this recording, over at Heaven Planet, we consumed tremendous resources before finally acquiring this recording data from a remote planet in the Dragon Horse galaxy. It will be of great help in understanding the Dragon Horse galaxy’s top-tier strength. With today’s meeting concluded, let us all watch this recording together.” Grand General Bai Ling spoke with a smile.

The generals couldn’t help but show curiosity. Regarding the Dragon Horse galaxy, almost all their understanding came from war. The data Lan Xuanyu and the others had sent back afterward could be called exceedingly precious. The Federation had now formed a dedicated Dragon Horse galaxy research team to analyze and study this data, to better understand the situation in the Dragon Horse galaxy.

Obtaining a video recording like this would undoubtedly deepen their understanding of the Dragon Horse galaxy a little more. They could see just what the situation there was like.

A major general stood and came before the main screen in General Command. “According to the information we obtained, this competition is called the Rising Dragon Competition, a tournament on Celestial Dragon Planet. We do not know the specific reason for the competition. We only know it should be a very important tournament on Celestial Dragon Planet. What we purchased was the final championship match. As for the specifics, please watch the main screen, generals.”

The generals’ gazes all turned to the main screen, filled with curiosity.

The screen lit up. The image was visibly somewhat blurry. One could only faintly make out a massive platform. At the far end of the platform, pillars of light stood erect—what kind of existence they were was unclear. The image was not mainly focused on those pillars but on the center of the platform.

In the image, three beings very similar to humans were walking into the arena.

“Humans? How could they be our humans?” a general couldn’t help but ask.

That major general from the staff department said, “We do not know the specifics. But based on previously transmitted intelligence, the higher dragons on Celestial Dragon Planet take pride in assuming human form.”

By now, both sides in the image had walked into the arena. Though the image was not very clear, one could still tell that on one side stood a single powerfully built man, while on the other side were two slender women, both with long flowing hair.

Yan Xinghe was among the generals, watching this match with curiosity as well. But when he saw those two women, for some reason, he suddenly found them somewhat familiar.

Just then, the image zoomed into the arena, allowing the three inside to be seen more clearly. One could clearly see light and shadow flickering on all three—the great battle was clearly about to erupt.

And when he could further make out the three figures’ appearances, Yan Xinghe suddenly jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and cried out, “Wait!”

The generals, who had been about to watch this Dragon Horse galaxy match with curiosity, were all startled. For a moment, every gaze converged on Yan Xinghe.

Grand General Bai Ling frowned. “Xinghe, what are you doing?”

“Apologies, Commander.” Yan Xinghe quickly rose from his seat, came to Grand General Bai Ling’s side, crouched down, and whispered a few words into Bai Ling’s ear using soul power to control his voice at close range.