Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 529 Early Start
As Luo Gandao sat on the aircraft heading to the Central Federal District, he listened to Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha's casual conversation while looking down from the porthole.

This world seemed no different from Earth, and even its technological advancements weren't beyond his comprehension. Looking down from the aircraft, the vast Asian continent swept past at breakneck speed beneath his feet.

At this moment, dawn was breaking, and everything on the ground—from forests and mountains to the vast landscapes and steel jungles and scattered lights—was blurred together by the high-speed flight, making it difficult to see clearly.

This aircraft was much faster than any passenger plane of this era; it could fly from the Eastern Front to the Central Federal District in just half an hour. Just as Luo Gandao was counting on his fingers, trying to calculate the speed, Mu Xiang spoke up: "Do you want to know the speed of this aircraft?"

"It's about Mach 10, which is about 4,000 meters per second."

That's all? What do you mean by "that's all"?

Luo Gandao was a little confused, but he still smiled and nodded, and then continued to look out of the porthole.

"Alexei is really vigorous for his age... getting up and setting off so early," Zheng Zha muttered.

Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses: "It's also a little test for us... The only explanation for his departure so early is that he wants us to participate in training at the Central Federal District base."

"Damn it, not even a break?" Zheng Zha cursed.

"To be honest, I'd really like to go over there and see... I wonder what level that Alexander is at." Mu Xiang shrugged, then revealed a malicious smile. "Besides, I don't really like that guy. If he runs into me in combat training, I'll make sure he misses the fight six months from now."

Zheng Zha scratched his head: "So ruthless? Aren't we going to be his junior brothers? Even if we don't have that kind of relationship, we're still on the same side."

"Rather than fighting alongside him, replacing him would change the plot and bring more benefits... Besides, cooperating with him wouldn't help our strategy. In the end, we won't be the Allied Forces' mechanical dragons," Mu Xiang said.

Zhao Yingkong looked up from the book in her hand, glanced at Mu Xiang, and then continued reading.

Meanwhile, Luo Gandao was thinking about other things... Just as Zhang Jie had said, after implanting that set of physical techniques into his consciousness, his mecha combat skills had undergone a qualitative leap. That hint saved Luo Gandao a lot of time. Although he couldn't immediately grasp everything, winning mecha combat against the new recruits wouldn't be difficult.

At that moment, Luo Gandao stood in the cockpit, watching his eager opponents, yet a sense of unease lingered in his heart. He had previously garnered too much attention, and for him, such attention was not necessarily a good thing. When one becomes conspicuous, it always attracts all sorts of inexplicable hostility… both in this training base and in his real world.

The opponent's fighting skills were among the best of the recruits. Whether it was luck or misfortune, Luo Gandao was not assigned to a group with this person in combat training, but they ran into each other in the mech gladiatorial combat.

"This person has been observing my movements during combat training... There must be quite a few flaws in my fighting techniques for him, right? He certainly won't give up on this breakthrough..." Roger muttered to himself.

Zhang Jie, who had been connected to his mental energy, remained silent. They had agreed that this battle would be to see how much combat power Luo Gandao could unleash… The previous hint was already their final assistance. Or rather, the significance of this battle for the Zhongzhou Team was to see how useful this hint would be to Luo Gandao. Luo Gandao gripped his control stick tightly… just like his opponent. His opponent was also gripping the control stick tightly, staring intently at him through the two layers of cockpit glass.

Luo Gandao didn't respond to his opponent's gaze. He simply looked at the mech opposite him, then loosened his grip... just like in every previous training session. His body began to relax, as if the energy that had been concentrated within him had left his body. No, to be precise, it dispersed from his body and then merged into the entire training machine!

He launched his attack without even hearing the order to begin. It was as if he wasn't acting on command, but rather because it was simply his duty to act at that moment!
Luo Gandao's opponent was taken aback, only managing to pull his arms in front of him to protect his cockpit. This move was specifically taught by the instructors, but in reality, few recruits could actually use it in combat. At this moment, guided by his reaction and awareness, he made his optimal decision, avoiding giving Luo Gandao a big advantage.

With a loud bang, a training machine's right fist slammed into the opponent's arms, followed by a left fist, continuing the suppression without hesitation!
Luo Gandao stepped forward, his power secretly gathering. On the surface, he still threw two punches in a row, but in reality, he had other plans.

What was originally intended to protect the cockpit has now become a constraint on the opponent… Putting aside the feeling of being suppressed, just from a rules perspective, being hit repeatedly while maintaining the same defensive posture will trigger a countdown, after which the defense will be deemed ineffective. All things considered, the damage from this is not much less than being hit in the cockpit.

Even considering the overall situation, they might suffer even greater losses...

This recruit was a formidable figure in his own unit, having passed all the selection processes to reach the Eastern Front training base; naturally, he possessed his own arrogance. He roared, his palms snapping outwards, his arms still blocking Luo Gandao's attack, but his hands were already poised to grab Luo Gandao's next punch.

This approach earned the instructor's approval. The student had asked the instructor about the feasibility of this method after one training session... Although it wasn't his original idea, the fact that he was able to implement his thoughts under these circumstances showed that he was a very good student.

As expected, Luo Gandao's next punch landed between his opponent's two iron palms. The iron palms, with a force powerful enough to break the bones of an ordinary person, clamped down on the training machine's fist.

A thought flashed through Luo Gandao's mind: it was something Cheng Xiao had once told him.

"When the strength is roughly equal, it's similar to one hand fighting against two hands. If it's a contest of strength, the latter will inevitably have the advantage. This is also the logic behind many martial arts techniques that use both hands to restrain the opponent and then break their joints to destroy their fighting ability."

"But...fighting, martial arts, uh, even brawls and hair-pulling, are never just a contest of one hand and one foot."

"Looking at the two people as a whole... is the former really at a disadvantage?"

"No, in other words, our strengths are about the same, yet I managed to restrain both of your hands with just one."

So... who exactly gave us the chance?

(End of this chapter)