Because Zuo Yue never slacks off in training, and sometimes even adds extra meals for herself, her foundation is very solid. At first, she could only dodge because she had never actually operated a mecha before. After she became familiar with it, her movements became more and more fluid.

Soon, the male opponent was unable to keep up. He thought that controlling the mecha did not require basic training, and that all he needed to do was to think fast enough. But in reality, without combat awareness and basic movement skills, all he could do was move with speed but no technique.

For example, right now, he's controlling the mecha to throw punches randomly. Although the speed is fast, how many of those punches can actually hit Zuo Yue's mecha?

At this moment, even the students who had previously supported him realized what was going on, and then lowered their eyes in shame.

Seeing that Zuo Yue was handling the situation with ease, the man became even more embarrassed and angry, and directly pulled out a sharp knife. Song Xia could only be thankful that she had ordered the control of firearms to be turned off from the beginning, otherwise everyone on the scene would have been in danger.

Just as she was about to stop the competition and declare Zuo Yue the winner, Zuo Yue did something she didn't expect.

Zuo Yue rolled forward and backward, then her leg swept past, the dagger that was about to hit her grazed the side, and the male student instantly fell to the ground in a sorry state. From the start of the attack to the end of the battle, it only took less than five minutes.

After he fell to the ground, someone immediately forcibly dragged the student out of the mecha control room. His eyes were bloodshot and his lips were stubborn, clearly indicating that he had not yet given up.

Song Xia was too lazy to say anything more to him: "Disobeying the rules and using weapons without authorization, take him away and await trial."

When the student heard her say that, he looked up in a panic: "No, teacher, you can't do that."

The reason he was so terrified was that Fog Star did not have a law protecting minors like the Federation. On Fog Star, anyone who did not follow the rules, regardless of age, would be subjected to a cruel trial. Basically, if they were to go in, they would either die or be severely injured.

Song Xia showed no mercy. If today's opponent had not been Zuo Yue, or if Zuo Yue had not adapted so quickly, the consequences would have been unpredictable.

After pulling the person away, she looked at everyone and said, "You all know the result of the competition. Do you still think my training was useless?"

"No, teacher!" they all shouted loudly, afraid that if they answered too slowly, they would be kicked out.

"Very good. If anyone slacks off or provokes others again in the future, don't blame the teacher for being ruthless."

Knicks looked at Song Ye and clicked his tongue: "The students sent here by the teacher are getting worse and worse. Do they know that the training they are receiving now is something that others would beg for? They will know when they go to the battlefield in the future. What they have learned now can save their lives. But this Zuo Yue is not bad."

"Mm," Song Ye replied, a rare occurrence.

The Knicks were even more surprised: "Are you affirming the coach's training, or are you optimistic about this left-handed guy?"

Song Ye looked at him like he was an idiot: "Without a master, where would such a Zuo Yue come from? What's the difference?"

“Of course there’s a difference. Who knows if you’ve got your eye on her?” Nikas asked, chasing after him. “But isn’t she a bit too young? Isn’t she underage?”

"Nonsense, we've only just come of age."

"Their qualifications are getting worse and worse."

"These days, many of the people aren't personally selected by the master. Those old foxes all know how powerful the master is, so of course they want to send over the people they have a good relationship with."

"Unfortunately, these students' families put in a lot of effort, but they themselves don't appreciate it and waste their master's energy."

Seeing that the two had come back for a rare occasion, Song Xia had the assistant coach take over the rest of the training and led them back to her residence.

"Master, I've missed your cooking so much while I'm away from home." Nikas lay sprawled on the sofa like a worm, while Song Ye skillfully assisted Song Xia.

Song Xia laughed and said, "Nonsense, there's plenty of food outside, and there are plenty of delicious restaurants. Besides, you're not like ordinary people who are reluctant to spend money."

"No matter how many different dishes there are in other restaurants, none of them taste as good as what you cook, Master. If you don't believe me, just ask Song Ye."

"Enough with the nonsense." Song Ye kicked him. "All you do is wait to eat, you don't help at all, aren't you afraid of tiring out your master?"

Nicas remained unmoved, shamelessly saying, "Asking me for help would only make things worse, Master, don't you think?"

Song Xia smiled and said, "You guys are busy and tired outside, and there's even danger involved. When you come here with your master, you can relax and enjoy yourself. Song Ye, your master can move very fast on his own."

Song Ye didn't move, stubbornly continuing to help: "I'll make more, so you can make less, Master. Besides, I like cooking with you, Master; it makes me feel more relaxed."

"Masochist." Nikas couldn't stand him anymore, so he ordered a lot of wine and high-end ingredients on the StarNet, filling Song Xia's refrigerator. Then he put his spoils on the table. "Master, do you like what I brought back?"

Although Nikas didn't like helping others, he always brought a lot of things with him every time he came. At first, he thought that Song Xia was a woman and women love beauty, so he brought her gorgeous clothes and jewelry. Later, after he learned about Song Xia's preferences, he began to search for some rare materials and new weapons.

Today he brought with him materials newly developed by the Federation: "I heard they were extracted from the Zerg. I didn't find out exactly what they were used for, but they protect them very well. Since Song Ye and I thought they must be good stuff since they value it so much, we brought them for you."

Song Xia asked in surprise, "Since it's so valuable, why don't you hand it over?"

Nikas waved his hand casually: "This mission isn't about that. Once it's handed over, it's uncertain whether it will be assigned to you again, Master. The regiment's rule is that anything outside the mission objective belongs to the strike team, so we're not violating the rule."

"You guys have worked so hard, always bringing me things when you come back."

"That's all because of you, Master, who taught us so selflessly back then."

Only after they actually left did Nikas and Song Ye realize how useful what they had learned from Song Xia had been. It had saved their lives several times in critical moments. How could such a life-saving grace be compared to what these mundane people could offer?

Moreover, every time they come to their master's place, he always treats them with great hospitality, just like a mother. They don't even relax at home as much as they would at their master's place. Now that their master intends to gain more influence within the troupe, they will naturally support him without hesitation.

"The food will be ready soon. You can have some snacks to fill your stomachs first." Song Xia took out the dried meat and spicy strips she had made a couple of days ago. The pungent aroma instantly captivated Nikas's nose and mouth.

While eating, they also made a deal: "Master, can I take some with me on the next mission?"

Song Ye's face darkened: "With your huge appetite, do you want to work your master to death?"

"It's no trouble at all." Song Xia chuckled, trying to smooth things over. Seeing that she didn't mind, Song Ye didn't say anything either. He just glared at Nikas, who didn't care since he had food to eat.