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In the blink of an eye, the Heavenly Soldiers Trial began once again. Students gradually gathered on the playground, the atmosphere filled with a familiar solemnity and a hint of excitement.

Luo Qiuyue stood at the front of the line, her hands unconsciously clenching slightly.

Standing beside her, Qin Le noticed her tension and couldn't help but laugh, "Is it necessary to be so nervous?"

"I'm not you." Luo Qiuyue sighed softly and rolled her eyes at Qin Le. "How could I not be nervous?"

This first time conducting independently was not only about winning or losing, but also a crucial step in whether she could truly win the trust of her classmates.

Although everyone was willing to follow her orders for the time being because of Qin Le's previous guidance and his backup plan, she knew very well that the unreserved trust was still with Qin Le, not with her, Luo Qiuyue.

She didn't want to maintain this temporary state of being because of Qin Le.

She hoped to be truly recognized and trusted. Even if she couldn't reach Qin Le's almost instinctive level, she wanted her classmates to believe that her judgment was worth listening to.

How can I relax in this situation?

"Just give me confidence in my command," Qin Le encouraged gently. "Mistakes are perfectly normal; no one is immune to them."

"But you've never made a mistake."

Luo Qiuyue replied softly, her tone carrying a complex and indescribable quality.

Very few people knew that Qin Le had received special training from the Master of War, and Luo Qiuyue was unaware of it.

To outsiders, Qin Le's amazing command ability stemmed either from his astonishing comprehension and sudden enlightenment, or from his self-taught talent overnight.

Either way, it can be described as a miracle of quick success.

"..." Qin Le was speechless for a moment.

He couldn't very well reveal his past and tell the dark history of being repeatedly and brutally defeated by Chi You in the simulated battlefield.

That would be so embarrassing!

"Your mindset is wrong." He thought for a moment and said seriously, "This is just a trial. Even if you make mistakes, it won't cause any actual injuries or deaths. At times like this, you should be bold in trying new things and not be afraid of making mistakes, instead of always thinking that 'it must be perfect'."

"You're right," Luo Qiuyue admitted, but her eyes remained stubborn. "But for the first time, I still don't want to make a mistake."

She understood Qin Le's reasoning. Perhaps in the future, she would take risks and accept possible failures in order to test a certain tactical concept, but for the first time, she would not allow herself to make a mistake.

Because if trust cannot be established in the beginning, it becomes much more difficult to repair it later.

"Then good luck." Qin Le smiled, said no more, and handed the stage over to her completely.

Before long, everyone had assembled. The teacher opened the entrance to the secret realm, and a deep blue vortex slowly began to rotate.

Luo Qiuyue raised her hand, and five military flags, each shimmering with a different luster, coalesced above the students. The students skillfully channeled their divine sense into the corresponding colored flags, their energy subtly connecting.

Qin Le stepped forward, his figure disappearing into the vortex, and entered the secret realm first. At the same time, the light screen above the playground lit up again, displaying the scene inside the secret realm in real time.

The battlefield was a vast, desolate forest. Ancient trees reached for the sky, vines hung down, and sunlight filtered through the dense leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Qin Le landed, bent down, and gently pressed her palm onto the moss-covered soil.

In an instant, tens of thousands of palm-sized clay figures sprouted from the ground around his palm, fell to the ground with a soft rustling sound, and then, like a well-trained miniature army, silently dispersed in all directions, blending into the shadows of the forest.

boom--!

About half an hour later, a muffled loud noise came from a distance behind Qin Le, accompanied by the sound of trees falling.

"Enter."

Luo Qiuyue's cool voice traveled through the military flag to everyone's ears.

The students filed in and quickly formed a battle formation in the air above Qin Le. The thousand people were as one, and a chilling aura permeated the forest.

"Walk."

With another order given, the entire unit maintained its disciplined formation and sped off in the direction from which the loud noise had come.

Qin Le flashed and appeared beside Luo Qiuyue, walking alongside her, but did not merge into the military formation above—his role today was that of an observer and an insurer.

Soon, the target appeared.

It was a black serpent nearly fifty meters long, its body as thick as a giant tree trunk. Its dark scales gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen in the dim light of the forest, and its body was shrouded in a chilling, gray-black chaotic aura.

It raised its ferocious head high, its scarlet vertical pupils coldly locking onto the group of uninvited guests in the air, its forked tongue hissing and spitting out, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Let's do it!"

At Luo Qiuyue's command, the battle erupted instantly.

Under her command, the students' attacks were swift and orderly, striking the giant snake from different angles.

Fireballs, ice spears, lightning chains, sword beams... all sorts of spells intertwined and bombarded the chaotic aura surrounding the giant serpent, exploding into clusters of light.

The giant serpent was enraged, its massive body sweeping across the air, its tail lashing out like a steel whip, spewing out foul-smelling poisonous mist, or leaping and biting with unpredictable speed.

"Red flag, disperse!"

"Black flag, shield up, withstand the attack!"

"White flag, water magic to clear the obstruction!"

Luo Qiuyue's instructions came one after another, clear and swift, yet they were overly precise and neat.

The students acted on command, either dodging, defending, or counterattacking.

The students in the Refining Void and Dao Integration Realm within the formation naturally bore the brunt of the defensive pressure—even with the support of the formation, it was difficult for the Refining Spirit and Returning to Void Realm students to withstand the fierce attacks of the Earth Immortal-level Chaos Beast head-on.

At this moment, a palm-sized illusory image of the Moon Mirror quietly appeared on Luo Qiuyue's shoulder. She watched it quietly for a while, frowned slightly, and commented in a low voice:

"Too rigid."

Hearing her master's evaluation, Luo Qiuyue remained calm and focused on the battlefield, issuing one military order after another.

Upon hearing this, Qin Le nodded slightly, agreeing with Yue Cijing's assessment.

Luo Qiuyue's command indeed lacked flexibility and adaptability. It was more like strictly following a set of standard procedures summarized from the battle records inherited from military strategy. She was cautious enough, but had not yet formed her own rhythm and sharpness.

"For your first time conducting, this is already quite good," Qin Le said gently, offering a positive affirmation instead of echoing the criticism.

He understood why Luo Qiuyue was like this—she was so eager to win this first battle, so eager to prove herself, that she prioritized avoiding mistakes over unleashing her spiritual potential.

The illusory image of Yue Cijing glanced at Qin Le, then refrained from further commentary: "You're not wrong. To have achieved this much already surpasses many others."

She wasn't being demanding, just setting her standards too high. Luo Qiuyue's demonstrated basic command skills and overall control of the battle situation had already proven that she possessed this talent.

In the celestial realm, there are many divine generals who are proficient in commanding battle formations, but those who can comprehend the spirit of humanity and truly enter the path of military strategy are extremely rare.

The longer many immortals live, the further they drift from the mindset of mortals, making it difficult for them to grasp the core of military strategy.

As a mortal cultivator, Luo Qiuyue was born into the mortal realm, and this closeness was her advantage.

Qin Le... is an exception that cannot be judged by common sense.

The battle lasted nearly four hours.

Under Luo Qiuyue's calm, almost rigid, command, the giant snake's struggles became increasingly powerless.

Its chaotic aura was riddled with holes, and its massive body was covered with scorch marks, ice shards, and deep sword wounds.

Finally, under a concentrated and powerful attack, the giant serpent let out a resentful hiss and collapsed to the ground.

"We won—!!"

The students were stunned for a moment, then burst into enthusiastic cheers.

Although they weren't as excited as when they first challenged an immortal to a mortal battle, the joy of victory and the tangible academic credits still brought smiles to everyone's faces.

The moment the giant snake collapsed completely, Luo Qiuyue's tense shoulders finally relaxed almost imperceptibly. She let out a soft, long breath.

Inflexible command?

Lack of spirituality?

Hasn't yet developed a personal style?

These may all be true.

But she did it.

Without any fatal mistakes or injuries, she led the team to a steady victory.

As for spirituality and style... that's the way forward.

In this battle, she only wanted to prove to everyone, and to herself, that Luo Qiuyue was capable of this task.

This is enough.