Wei San stood in front of the long table, slowly putting fruit into the plate, and found that not everyone came to the 7th floor. Some members of the Pingtongyuan were still in the treatment cabin and could not come, such as Musashi Osamu from the main team.

Her eyes fell on the dance floor, where people were dancing in pairs. It was not that they were shaking their hips as Master Liao said, he was just exaggerating.

At this time, Wei San saw Ying Xingjue coming in from the door. His lips were still pale and his figure was slender and thin. He should be looking for the main team of the Imperial Military Academy. His eyes turned around and happened to meet her eyes.

Wei San did not look away first, nor did he say hello, he just looked at Ying Xingjue at the door.

Instead, Ying Xingjue nodded slightly to her as a greeting, and then walked towards the main team of the Imperial Military Academy.

Wei San did not react. Although the two had cooperated in the extreme cold arena, they were still opponents in the subsequent games. She returned with two plates of fruit and gave one to Liao Runing.

"If they say to dance, then dance. Where can we find people?" Liao Runing was already lying on the sofa, not paying any attention to his image. He

was completely different from the main players of other military academies who sat on the sofa with the temperament of children from aristocratic families.

"Just invite anyone." Wei San turned on the optical computer. Although Fan Hanxing was trying his best to repair the signal tower, the signal would occasionally be interrupted. While there was a signal, she downloaded a bunch of books, all kinds of books. As there was time for the dance, she lowered her head and flipped through the books, which was a way to relax.

"Can we invite people from other military academies?" Liao Runing asked.

"Sure, just like a duel, you can just go over and pick someone and send an invitation." Wei San opened a book called "History of Fanhanxing" and replied to Liao Runing.

When Liao Runing heard the word "duel" and saw that several people were stepping on their partners' feet, "So this is the true meaning of dancing,"

Wei San tapped the page with his fingertips and asked casually, "What is the true meaning?"

"Both sides exchange 'feelings'!" Liao Runing stared at the distorted face of the person whose foot was stepped on, and suddenly realized, "I'll go find someone to dance with too."

Wei San raised his head when he heard this, "It's not that you can't dance..."

Liao Runing had already jumped to the main team of Samuel Military Academy.

"How about we dance together?" Liao Runing said standing in front of Xiao Eli.

Xiao Eli: "???"

He turned his head to look at the other main players. Jill Wood was right next to him, but Liao Runing insisted on standing in front of him.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Eli frowned.

"I really want to dance with you." Liao Runing said sincerely. Wei San had made a move at that time, and now he also wanted to make a move on Xiao Eli.

The people from Samuel Military Academy next to him were just watching the show and did not say anything to stop him.

"I don't dance with men." Xiao Eli looked at Liao Runing with disdain. What's wrong with him? It can't be that he has a crush on him?

"You want to dance with Wei San?" Liao Runing thought for a while and said, "I advise you to give up."

Wei San is more powerful than him, and he must be faster at stepping on people.

"When did I have any interest in Wei San?" Xiao Yilai looked at Liao Runing in confusion, "Don't slander people casually."

"You don't dare to dance with me." Liao Runing was well versed in the art of single combat. He tutted his tongue and looked down on Xiao Yilai.

Xiao Yilai suspected that Liao Runing was deliberately trying to be mean to him. In that case, he simply replied in disgust: "You dance the female step, and I dance the male step."

Liao Runing didn't know what the male step and female step meant. He just wanted to take the opportunity to step on Xiao Yilai's feet: "Okay." He

actually agreed. Xiao Yilai's heart choked. Could this Liao Runing really... Is it because his charm value is too high?

As soon as the two entered the dance floor, Liao Runing said, "Let's start."

Xiao Yilai frowned, and originally wanted to hold back the weirdness and reach out to hold Liao Runing, but the next second he stepped on him with one foot.

"?"

The pain from his toes made Xiao Yilai want to bend down directly, but Liao Runing stepped on the other shoe again.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yilai was furious.

"Of course it's dancing." Liao Runing said as a matter of course.

Xiao Yilai met his eyes, and this time he instantly understood what Liao Runing meant. He was clearly taking the opportunity of dancing to step on his feet.

What a trick, the competition rules stipulated that participating military academy students were not allowed to attack each other outside the stadium, so Liao Runing took this opportunity to deal with him.

After Xiao Yilai figured it out, he immediately counterattacked and stretched out his foot to step on Liao Runing.

Liao Runing on the opposite side was well prepared and dodged, and then kicked him again.

Xiao Yilai was also a 3S-level soldier. He was caught off guard and was stepped on. After

that, he naturally dodged. Under the cover of music and lights, the two began to step on each other's feet. The harder they stepped on each other, the bigger their movements became, until they were noticed by the people around them.

A group of people around them had already stopped and looked at these two inexplicable people.

"They are performing a shaman dance." Jin Ke stood by and saw the two people's movements and couldn't help but say.

As soon as he spoke, he was noticed by Xiao Yilai.

Xiao Yilai was still entangled with Liao Runing on the surface, but he was actually getting closer and closer to Jin Ke. In the last move, he was going to step on Liao Runing, but he turned and stepped on Jin Ke's foot.

Jin Ke: "Fuck!"

"Xuanshan." Jin Ke called Huo Xuanshan over, and the two pretended to dance and turned to Liao Runing and Xiao Yilai.

Xiao Yilai's two feet were no match for six legs, and soon his shoe was stepped on again and again.

Of course, the people from Samuel Military Academy could not watch their main team being bullied, so they immediately changed their partners, went back to the dance floor, and began to besiege Jin Ke and others. Damocles

Military Academy was not a pushover either. They caught their schoolmates, pulled their hands, and stepped on them.

The dance floor was in complete chaos. People from other military academies were forced to leave. It was filled with people from Damocles and Samuel Military Academies, trampling around.

I don't know which wicked person changed the originally leisurely and elegant music to passionate and rhythmic music.

When the music changed, Wei San looked up at the dance floor. At first glance, those people were still dancing. Upon closer inspection, they were clearly fighting, but they didn't fight.

They were people from his own school.

Wei San immediately turned off his computer and squeezed over.

In the middle of the dance floor, Liao Runing was being attacked by the people from Samuel Military Academy, and the uppers of her shoes were already blackened by being stepped on. Similarly, Xiao Eli's face turned blue from being stepped on.

"Wei San, come in and step on and dance together." Liao Runing struggled and shouted at her, "Hurry up."

The people from Samuel Military Academy: "..."

They didn't know why Wei San appeared, and they began to feel cold behind their backs. After all, this person was too much of a slut, and who knew what she would do in the next second.

Wei San looked down at her feet and said to Liao Runing, "Give me ten minutes."

She turned around and ran out of the seventh floor, then jumped downstairs and went to Ying Chenghe's room to find a bunch of rivets and stuck them on the soles of her shoes. These rivets were originally intended for Ying Chenghe to try to shape the mecha shell, and there were still a lot of them that had not been used up. Wei San packed up all the rivets and quickly went back to the seventh floor.

The other main forces of the military academy who were sitting in their seats watching the show looked at Wei San coming in from the door, their eyes fell on her feet: "..."

Ying Xingjue's eyes fell on the soles of her shoes, and his eyelashes drooped: If you are against her, you will always suffer in some way.

Wei San wore rivet shoes, and handed the rivets and quick-drying glue to the members of the Damocles school team who had not yet entered. He entered the dance floor and stepped on the ground all the way. People bent over and held their feet to gasp.

Finally, they reached the center of the dance floor, the "battlefield" of the main team. Wei San raised his eyebrows: "Who of you wants to dance with me?"

When Xiao Yilai saw her, he remembered the slap in the face, and his face was burning with pain. He reached out and grabbed Liao Runing's shoulder, insisting on "dancing" with only him.

Wei San swept around and faced Samuel's Xi Wutong. This was clearly a competition of leg skills.

She was not afraid at all. No matter how fast Xi Wutong's feet were, could they be faster than Jie Yuman?

Wei San dodged Xi Wutong's kick, seized the opportunity, and stepped hard on his shoe.

"..." Xi Wutong didn't make a sound, but his scalp exploded and he gasped in his heart. It was too painful to step on this thing.

On the first floor, several military school teachers were leaning on the sofa and chatting. The atmosphere was rare and harmonious.

"I don't know how many couples there will be. I remember that guy also met his significant other at the dance."

"It's a rare chance to escape death, so it's a good time to relax. I heard that the Imperial Military Academy and Damocles Military Academy have cooperated in it?"

Xiang Minghua picked up a cup of tea: "Yes, they have cooperated."

"People who have cooperated together have a greater chance."

Xiang Minghua snorted when he heard it. Just now, two people were climbing to the top of the building like monkeys. It was obvious that they would be single for a thousand years. This kind of thing was too far away from them.

It was good if there was no trouble at the dance.

...

After the dance, there were nosy teachers standing nearby to observe. The first to come out were the Imperial Military Academy and Pingtong Academy, followed by Nanpasi. The people from these three military academies were still calm, and they came out separately without mixing together.

The teacher couldn't help but murmur in his heart. In previous years, some students came out chatting and laughing with people from other military academies. What happened this year? Was it because the dance was held in advance?

Then the people from Damocles Military Academy came out, all of them were in high spirits.

Finally, the people from Samuel Military Academy came out, one by one, with distorted faces and limping feet, especially the main members.

"Wait!" Xiao Eli pointed at Liao Runing and others from the back, "Next time we will 'dance' again!"

The teacher who was squatting and observing was even more confused.

Although Liao Runing's feet hurt, he was happy in his heart. He turned his head and said enthusiastically: "Okay, I will dance with you next time."

So the relationship between Damocles Military Academy and Samuel Military Academy has improved? But looking at Samuel's military academy students, it seems that it is not the case.

The teacher who was observing the incident couldn't figure it out, and finally said that Shaw Eli from Samuel Military Academy and Liao Runing from Damocles Military Academy seemed to have reconciled.

Shaw Eli, who later learned about the rumor from a teacher at his own school

, said: "..." The dance, which was originally used for socializing, was disrupted by Liao Runing, and with Wei San's riveted shoes, the feud between Samuel and Damocles became even more intense. No one from other military academies contacted them, they all watched the excitement and remembered this incident. After that, the dance quietly deteriorated and became the only opportunity to take revenge in the competition.

...

"What did you learn?" Ying Chenghe asked Wei San, who had just removed the brain interface.

"I have heard about the general structure of the 3S mecha from Yu Qingfei." Wei San stood beside him, looking at the light screen in front of him, "Is there any mecha material encyclopedia? I want to see it."

Wuchang only has an outer shell, and the inside is just an ordinary 3S mecha.

If Wei San wants to use the maximum power of the Sumi sword, Wuchang's engine is completely unable to support it. However, Wei San is still in the long-term S-level perception, so he can barely use it.

"I will sort it out for you tomorrow." Ying Chenghe raised his hand and clicked on another page of the light screen, "This is the data measured by the Sumi sword, and the damage value has doubled."

At the beginning of the Guyu competition, Wei San's sword only formed a thin layer of white frost, and it was uncontrollable, but now she can control the white frost to appear on the sword at will.

"Xu Mi Jin can grow." Ying Chenghe confirmed, "This sword is very suitable for you."

As the rumor said, Xu Mi Jin can upgrade with the person holding it, so the Super 3S level using this sword may also grow into a Super 3S weapon.

"Next, we need to find the right engine fluid and engine." Without these, Wei San will not be able to exert his Super 3S level when his body senses recover in the future.

Wei San looked at the data on the light screen: "Let it go."

At present, there are only two Super 3S levels including her, and Ying Xingjue may not be able to fully exert her strength. There is no rush for her mecha.

Ying Chenghe nodded, and then remembered something: "Most of the communication on Fanhanxing has been restored. Tomorrow, a summary meeting of the Extreme Cold Arena incident will be held and broadcast throughout the federation."

"Where is our champion?" Wei San only cares about whether this championship counts.

Ying Chenghe laughed out loud: "Give us the award by the way. Your video has been forwarded all over the Star Network, and the organizers can't deny it even if they want to."

"Thanks to the school team commander." Hearing that he could win the championship and get points, Wei San finally became interested in tomorrow's summary meeting.

The two stayed in a room, Ying Chenghe began to organize the information and notes that Wei San might need, while Wei San leaned aside to brush up on the questions in the Rubik's Cube Forum. It felt like he hadn't been there for a long time.

Wei San specifically picked difficult questions to answer. Since she started learning 3S-level mecha knowledge, many aspects related to A-level mechas have automatically understood.

Twenty, thirty... After Wei San finished answering all the questions that seemed interesting to her on the website, a window popped up on the interface again to remind her of her upgrade.

She had reached level L2.

Wei San logged into his account again and checked all the sections. Sure enough, there was another section: S-class mecha types.

This forum...

Wei San showed his computer interface to Ying Chenghe: "Here is some information related to the S-class." Although there was not much, there was only one small section.

Ying Chenghe raised his hand and flipped through it: "Basic S-class mecha types."

He was not very surprised. Since the Federation had individual soldiers and did not have any dealings with the military region, it was not surprising that there were S-class mecha masters teaching in other places. But Wei San was now at level L2, which meant that there might be L3 or even higher levels above.

"Will this forum contain content about 3S-level mechas?" Wei San asked.

Ying Chenghe's first reaction was that it was impossible: "3S-level content is only in the chip, and the chip has always been in the hands of the five major military academies."

"Didn't you say that our military academy's chip was lost once, could it be copied by someone?" Wei San thought that there might be 3S-level content in the forum.

"No, there are many ways to encrypt chips. Authorization is one thing, and copying is another. If it was really that easy to copy, the major military academies would have copied it long ago." Ying Chenghe took out the chip, "If it is copied improperly, it is very likely that all the content inside will be destroyed. Damocles lost the chip that time, and it was quickly found back, and the other party did not have time to crack and copy it." What

's more, so many years have passed, and no one in the major military academies has been able to find the method to crack it.

Wei San stared at the level on his account: "Upgrade and you will know what is inside."

The Rubik's Cube Forum, which has always existed outside the military academy, actually has S-level mecha knowledge, and may even have higher-level mecha knowledge.

Ying Chenghe frowned: "You may not have enough time. When the time comes for training, let me log in to the account and I will help you upgrade."

"Okay." Wei San agreed.

...

Early the next morning, people from the five military academies gathered together and went to the port building to hold the summary meeting of the extreme cold field of the whole federation on the open space there.

Everyone was dressed solemnly and stood outside, braving the wind and snow. Except for the Damocles Military Academy, no military academy was in a good mood.

Because there will only be one military academy standing on the award platform later. Other military schools have been eliminated, some have exceeded the competition time, and some have not pulled the flag.

Wei San is at the front, standing as loose as ever.