Arknights? Yesterday's Arknights!!

I spent 7,500 points to level up my apprenticeship to Grandmaster level 7.

In just a moment, An Xin had already sustained numerous superficial wounds. The enemy had left many wounds on him, but fortunately none of them were fatal.

The enemy hasn't even used their bows and crossbows yet, otherwise An Xin would already be a pincushion.

Finally, the upgrade is over.

He felt a sudden lightness in his body, his steps became lighter, and he dodged two blades in succession. With the longsword in his right palm, he deflected the broadsword and slashed horizontally, instantly killing three people.

The increase in strength is not the key point; the key point is that he can use every bit of strength just right, which has greatly alleviated his current predicament.

Upon opening the game system, An Xin discovered that her health had increased by two points, reaching fourteen, and the skill descriptions had also changed significantly.

[Level 7 Master: In Yumen, there is a martial arts instructor named Chongyue. He doesn't care about status or background. As long as you are willing to learn from him, he will teach you martial arts.]

Your family knew his identity and had you learn martial arts from him from a young age. Unfortunately, you lacked talent and were neither good at academics nor martial arts, so they sent you abroad to study.

But if you were to return to Yumen now and see your teacher again, you would surely give him a pleasant surprise.

You have grasped a sliver of the true essence of your fist technique; you can now use the additional skill, "Dust Whisk."

[Flying whisk: Can launch four enemies into the air, dealing damage.]

An Xin never expected to see this body's past here. He would definitely want to study it carefully when he had time, but he simply didn't have time to think about it.

With at least five enemies in front, behind, left, and right, An Xin took a breath, raised her hand, and flicked her whisk!

In that instant, the four people in the other directions were all thrown back, leaving only An Xin facing the enemy directly.

He stabbed the enemy in the chest with his sword, blood gushing out and soaking his chest, staining his clothes red.

No matter how hard An Xin tried to kill them, the enemies seemed endless. Alina also severely hampered his performance, and sometimes An Xin would retreat to avoid hurting her.

Occasionally, he would meet the major's gaze; that fierce look was definitely honed in countless wars.

He hasn't entered the fray yet, and An Xin doesn't know what will happen if he joins the battle.

They can only maneuver around, not fight the enemy.

When there are many enemies, he uses lightning magic and a whisk to control them and move away. When there are few enemies, he uses swordsmanship to defend himself.

The air carried the smell of blood.

An Xin couldn't tell whether it belonged to him, the enemy, or Alina.

But he couldn't hold on any longer.

My steps began to slow down again, my hands were numb from the shock, and my arms ached.

I might as well just use all my points to upgrade my life; if I can't survive, the points are useless.

Just then, Yelena finally arrived.

Never come again.

An Xin was about to give up when he breathed a sigh of relief and saw a large number of troops following behind Yelena, shielding him from the attacks.

"Teacher Alina, Teacher Anxin!" Mephisto ran towards them, holding his severed hand.

An Xin first interrupted the enemy with his whisk, and then Yelena blocked the enemy for him in a flash.

He went to Mephistopheles, handed Alina to him, and returned to Yelena's side.

This battle is not won yet.

Chapter Fifty-Six: Name

Upon seeing Yelena break through with the Yeti, the major of the Third Army grinned, his face fierce, like a real brown bear.

He left his seat, drew a large knife, slung it over his shoulder, and laughed loudly.

"You've finally arrived. It wasn't for nothing that I brought these men to wait for you. Although it's only three companies, it's enough to kill you all."

"What are you laughing at? Kill us? Ha!" Yelena's expression was indifferent. She touched the ground with her toes, took a lunge, and approached the major in an instant like a flying arrow, ice crystals condensing into countless missiles.

She didn't know what An Xin had injected into her, but not only did she feel better physically, her Originium Arts also improved significantly.

Ice and snow are an extension of her body!

In just a moment, Yelena seemed to see something; she felt a slight discomfort in her back, but no further pain.

She felt countless ice crystals burst forth, releasing the chill from her body.

The enemies within hundreds of meters of them had all been turned into ice sculptures, including that major.

Not only Frostnova, but everyone else was shocked, especially the Yetis, who knew their eldest sister's strength better. It seemed that their eldest sister had improved again.

She clenched her fist, stared at her palm, and looked back at An Xin, a question lingering in her mind.

What kind of medicine did An Xin give her last night?

Regardless, a cheer erupted on the battlefield. Nothing boosts morale more than seeing one's own general instantly kill an enemy general.

Without Yelena, An Xin doesn't know how many more people would have died in this battle.

The battle is over.

Upon witnessing the major's death, the rest of the group immediately began to flee. The Reunion Movement began to clear out the remaining enemy soldiers. It can only be said that this was a small group, not the entire Third Army. Otherwise, they would not have been able to win at all, and the army would have immediately replaced its commander. No matter how low their morale was, they would not have fled.

Mephistopheles reattached Alina's hand; the kid really came in handy at this moment.

An Xin was finally relieved.

Alina was alright.

As soon as he breathed his last, everything went black, and he simply passed out.

"An Xin!"

"Sister Yelena, Teacher Alina, don't worry, Teacher Anxin just lost too much blood."

"........"

The sound was also blurry, and when I woke up again, it was two days later.

In Chernobog's new cafeteria, the Reunion Movement now has plenty of food, even spices.

An Xin finally had a chance to eat her fill, and she used her gluttony to heal her injuries.

He stuffed the last piece of bread into his mouth, swallowed it, and let out a burp.

The people around were all surprised. They then realized that An Xin had not had a full meal since she came to the Reunion Movement.

The pretty girl who walked towards us had two very sticky tufts of hair sticking up. She had a disdainful smile on her face, sat down opposite An Xin, and placed her plate on the table.

"Hey, isn't this our commander? He can eat so much! Looks like he's recovered. How come he didn't die on the battlefield?"

"W, thank you for your help before. If it weren't for you, I probably would never have seen Alina again."

An Xin initially had a very bad impression of W, thinking she was lazy and just getting by, but now he has changed his opinion of her a little.

She is a good person.

Don't look at what she says, look at what she does. W only said a few words; if she didn't have that mouth, she would be an absolutely good person.

W snorted and pushed the plate over. "Hey, are you thanking your subordinate? Don't you think that's...?"

"Is it for me?" An Xin's eyes lit up. She took it and ate it all in one go.

He has a gluttonous appetite and can eat as much as he wants.

"Hey! That's my lunch!"

Before W could finish speaking, An Xin had already devoured all the food.

W's expression suddenly became very interesting; he gritted his teeth, yet there was nothing he could do about An Xin.

"You're a really nice person, w."

The blond youth licked his lips, feeling the warm current flowing inside his stomach, a comforting sensation that made him feel like all his injuries were almost healed.

He continued, "Why is it called 'W'? Is it a code name? Or a real name?"

"Huh? I don't have a name, W is my name." Mentioning this, W suddenly seemed to remember something.

In the past, His Highness always told her to choose a name and not to call her "W" anymore.

This person in front of me seems very knowledgeable, doesn't he?

W asked him, "What name do you think would sound good if we were to change it?"

"You want to change your name? Indeed, the name 'W' doesn't sound like a normal person's name; it's more like a code." An Xin paused for a moment. "What would you like to choose?"

"I think? I don't know! I'm illiterate, I've been a mercenary since I was a child. I'm only asking you because I don't know, why are you asking me in return? It's so annoying!"

W was sulking and took it out on An Xin, but the blond youth not only wasn't angry, he smiled and spoke in a gentle tone.

“You’ve never been to school? Then I’ll teach you. Once you’ve read more books, you can choose a name you like. If you don’t mind, I can give you a character according to the tradition of the Great Yan Dynasty.”

"Huh? You want to study? Forget it." W said impatiently, waving his hand and getting up to leave.

An Xin smiled and said nothing more.

He stretched and stared at the game system interface that suddenly popped up.