Soul Land IV (Douluo Dalu) : Ultimate Fighting Chapter 251 - Space Center

Chapter 251: s.p.a.ce Center

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Lan Xuanyu had already made his decision and chose s.p.a.ce Wars.h.i.+p Piloting as his major. His dream of becoming a s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+p commander still triumphed over his idea of heroism.

He could cultivate his strength, but in a place like Shrek—where all the elites congregate and with his Soul Power of only around rank 20—it was simply too difficult to surpa.s.s his peers.

In fact, what n.o.body knew was that when he saw Yuanen Huihui displaying the power of his five rings, it was a blow to him.

He was only a two-ring, while Yuanen Huihui was already a five-ring. They were both the same age, how was he going to catch up, ah! Lan Xuanyu knew that he was quite gifted, but the speed of his Soul Power cultivation was simply too slow. Although his speed of cultivation did increase after coming here, Yuanen Huihui’s speed of cultivation would increase, too! One’s starting point was two-ring, while the other was a five-ring. With such a huge gap between them, he felt that he might never be able to catch up with that Yuanen Huihui.

Hence, he decided to choose s.p.a.ce Wars.h.i.+p Piloting in the end. Relying on his talent in s.p.a.ce Wars.h.i.+p Piloting, he might be able to become the strongest in the academy in this aspect.

What Lan Xuanyu didn’t know was what sort of plunder he would bring about for Shrek Academy’s outer court with this choice of his.

He didn’t have to wait too long before a person entered the place. Before he arrived, his yawn could already be heard.

“Ah… who is it? Someone chose s.p.a.ce Wars.h.i.+p Piloting as the a.s.sessment this time? There wasn’t anyone who has chosen this for a very long time. Seriously interfering with my sleep…”

Lan Xuanyu turned around and saw a person entering. This person walked very leisurely with both hands behind him, wearing a pair of ripped jeans and seeming somewhat sloppy. Maybe because he didn’t wear a belt, his jeans were worn quite low.

He wore a white s.h.i.+rt or rather a floral s.h.i.+rt… as there were many stains on the s.h.i.+rt; the top three b.u.t.tons of his s.h.i.+rt were unb.u.t.toned, revealing his dirty chest. There was no telling how long this person hadn’t showered.

His hair was in a mess, and he wore a pair of black-rimmed spectacles with dirty lenses. Lan Xuanyu even wondered if this man, who looked like he was in his 40s, could even see his face clearly.

At this moment, the man was also sizing him up, “So, you’re the one who chose s.p.a.ce Wars.h.i.+p Piloting?”

“h.e.l.lo, teacher! I am Lan Xuanyu; I was the one who chose it.” Lan Xuanyu spoke respectfully and wasn’t impolite at all even with the man’s sloppy appearance.

“Boring! Are the kids taught out from the education system all so dorky? Follow me.” The sloppy, middle-aged man didn’t even do a self-introduction and simply beckoned toward Lan Xuanyu then turned around and walked to the exit.

Lan Xuanyu hurriedly followed him and still looked respectful.

After exiting this building, the sloppy, middle-aged man turned around and looked at him, “It’s too slow to walk over, I’ll bring you over.” As he spoke, he waved with his hand and Lan Xuanyu only felt the air tighten around him. In the next second, everything around him became illusory.

Lan Xuanyu was in a daze for a split second and immediately appeared at another building. The sloppy middle-aged man didn’t look at him at all and simply walked toward the perfectly round building.

“s.p.a.ce Center.” Lan Xuanyu saw the nameplate of this huge circular building instantly.

‘How did I arrive? How did I come over?’

He had no clue what happened at all! The other party didn’t seem to have done anything, but his surroundings seemed different. This was his first time encountering something like that and was filled with shock.

‘How powerful is this sloppy teacher, huh! What is his Martial Soul? It’s so unique.’

“Hurry up, I want to sleep after the a.s.sessment.” The sloppy, middle-aged man waved his right hand. There was a suction power that came over, then Lan Xuanyu was sucked over to his side.

Entering this s.p.a.ce Center in Shrek Academy, Lan Xuanyu was very soon attracted to everything inside.

They walked into the hall, and its domed roof was at least 100 meters high; in the middle of the hall, there were two things that Lan Xuanyu couldn’t take his eyes off.

On the left was a mecha—the body of the mecha gave off a subtle gold color, and that was a real golden glow. The true color of the mecha couldn’t be seen very clearly under this golden glow; it seemed like it was white, but Lan Xuanyu couldn’t be sure.

This mecha was 15 meters tall, and from Lan Xuanyu’s memory, a mecha shouldn’t be this tall—this should be a s.p.a.ce mecha? But he remembered that when he encountered the s.p.a.ce pirates, the pirates’ s.p.a.ce mechas weren’t so huge.

Just standing there, he was in awe of this mecha. Its humanized appearance, smooth arcs, elegant style, and those complicated accessories made it seem mysterious and formidable.

But his gaze didn’t stop at this mecha for too long because at the other side of the hall, there was a s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+p which got even more of his attention.

Lan Xuanyu liked mechas too, but he hadn’t even tried piloting one before. However, s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+ps were different! Yin Tianfan already said that he was a qualified wars.h.i.+p pilot now, and he had personally piloted a wars.h.i.+p to battle in s.p.a.ce before. Hence, his relations.h.i.+p with s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+ps cannot be compared with mechas.

The s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+p before was also giving off a faint, golden glow, and it seemed like it was made with the same metal as the mecha. The wars.h.i.+p was about 30 meters long. It had a long body and was considered a large model among s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+ps. Its wing was relatively narrow; the whole aircraft was integrated well together and gave off an indescribable sense of beauty. There weren’t even any weapons seen on the surface.

It was too beautiful. If he could pilot a s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+p like that, it would be wonderful!

Lan Xuanyu was instantly attracted by it and even stopped in his tracks subconsciously, an unconcealable infatuation appeared in his eyes.

The sloppy, middle-aged man walking in front naturally sensed that Lan Xuanyu had stopped, but he didn’t rush him this time. Instead, he turned around and looked at Lan Xuanyu.

Through his black-rimmed gla.s.ses, he looked at Lan Xuanyu’s infatuated face and asked, “You like it a lot?”

“Yes! I love it. It’s too beautiful. Look, its slightly narrow main wings meant that it was more agile, and the fuselage was made to be so coordinated. I can’t give the detailed data, but with this coordination, it would greatly reduce the resistance during operations. In some extreme operations, it would also reduce the impact on the fuselage. It should be able to make some ingenious evasive movements. But I don’t know how the weapons are set up; if it is an especially agile wars.h.i.+p, I feel that it didn’t really need any complicated weapon system; just a power main cannon would be enough. This is a wars.h.i.+p prepared for strong pilots—it relies completely on its operation to gain victory.”

Lan Xuanyu spoke somewhat urgently. Yin Tianfan taught him before that a true outstanding wars.h.i.+p pilot didn’t need to have many different types of weapon like bringing how many antimatter Soul Guidance missiles and all, but one had to rely on his or her own operation of the wars.h.i.+p, turning the impossible to possible. One must know that the lesser the types of weapon on a s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+p, the more nimble it would be. A powerful ace pilot would always bring very few weapons along.

“You like operating a s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+p?” The sloppy, middle-aged man asked.

Lan Xuanyu nodded without hesitation.

The sloppy, middle-aged man then asked, “What do you like about it? Its strong power?”

“No, I like its freedom. I like the feeling of hovering freely in s.p.a.ce when piloting a s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+p. This feeling is irreplaceable. The s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+p is simply too big, and a mecha’s speed in s.p.a.ce cannot be compared to a s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+p. I like the various changes when the s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+p is moving at extreme speed. It feels so carefree being able to fly however you want.”

“Carefree?” A smile appeared on the sloppy, middle-aged man’s bored face. His originally drowsy appearance seemed to be slightly more awake, and even his eyes that were hidden behind his black-rimmed gla.s.ses became slightly brighter.

“Follow me. Let me see how you display freedom in the s.p.a.ce wars.h.i.+p.”