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"Commander? What's that?"

Clearly, in Bai Long's mind, the term "commander" was unfamiliar.

"Haha, we can talk about that later. What I want to say is, is the so-called trial simply about defeating you?"

"That's right!"

Bai Long stood tall and proud, looking very confident.

Little did she know that her action made her excessively full bust even more eye-catching.

Cleveland, who was closest, immediately frowned. This guy's physique was just too exaggerated.

"If that's all there is to it, how boring would that be?"

Because the communicator had been on the whole time, Rob naturally heard the entire conversation.

"Huh? Who's speaking?"

The sudden sound immediately put Bai Long on alert.

Cleveland quickly took out his communicator and held it in his hand.

The slightly shaky screen showed Rob's face.

"Hello, Miss White Dragon. I am the commander of this fleet."

"Ok?"

After staring at Rob for a while, Bailong didn't find anything unusual.

"You just said that as long as I defeat you, I can leave. But that's too boring."

"At the very least, if I don't defeat you, my troops can leave on their own."

"So, as the winner, there's absolutely no reward?"

As soon as Rob finished speaking, Bai Long's face immediately showed an impatient expression.

She felt that this human was greedy, troublesome, and was delaying her competition.

"How arrogant. But if you really do defeat me, you can take whatever you want from here."

"Hehe, that's much more interesting, Miss Bailong. I hope you won't go back on your word later."

As Cleveland put the communicator away again, the fight between the two resumed.

Although both Columbia and Helena wanted to help Cleveland.

However, Cleveland resolutely rejected their offer.

Her eyes kept glancing toward Prince Eugen.

Prince Eugen, noticing Cleveland's gaze, even smiled and waved to the crowd.

Although the performance of our equipment is no secret, it is still necessary to avoid having someone collect firsthand information in person.

Therefore, Cleveland does not intend to have the rest of the team take action unless absolutely necessary.

In terms of equipment, Cleveland and White Dragon, who prefer close-range combat, are a perfect match.

Their weapons clashed from time to time, the crisp sounds frequently reaching everyone's ears.

The more Bai Long fought Cleveland, the more excited he became.

This opponent is fantastic!

"Take this! Descend, divine punishment!"

As Bai Long slashed down heavily with his sword, several streaks of bluish-white lightning appeared on the ground, even though it was an indoor environment.

Fortunately, the lightning bolts did not strike the water's surface; otherwise, Shimakaze and Eugen, who were still on the water's surface, would probably have been electrocuted.

Chapter 305: The Victor's Reward

The white dragon's lightning actually gave Cleveland a little surprise.

Logically speaking, such incidents of attracting lightning strikes are not uncommon in Luobo Port District. At least the commotion in Anshan was much greater.

However, whether this is underwater or indoors, summoning thunder here is really a bit against basic principles.

"Hey, Miss White Dragon, judging from your ship's equipment, you must be an aircraft carrier, right?"

Where are your carrier-based aircraft?

Although this is indoors, the control tower is not divided into different levels, so its height is more than sufficient for the ship.

However, from the beginning until now, Haku has been fighting with her katana and has shown no intention of launching carrier-based aircraft.

"Huh? That kind of thing, it's fine no matter what!"

The expression on Bai Long's face froze slightly after Cleveland finished speaking.

This is perhaps a newly developed project ship; judging from its appearance, it's not the kind of ship that would hide its inner thoughts.

"So, you're currently without carrier-based aircraft?"

After one round of matches, Cleveland chose to distance themselves.

"That's right, but so what?"

Hakuryu slung his katana over his shoulder and looked at Cleveland with a defiant gaze.

"As long as I have the knife, I don't care!"

"I feel like...this is a bit of bullying..."

Although Bai Long didn't seem to care that he was now a boatman, Cleveland felt that something was off.

However, thinking about the task the commander had given him, Cleveland decided to stop thinking about it.

And so, the clanging of metal filled the place once again.

...

"Wow~ Isn't this quite interesting?"

Prince Eugen, standing to the side, had been watching the two combatants intently from the very beginning.

Whether it's the ship named White Dragon or the Cleveland with its new ship equipment.

"However, this way, the data collection might not be very complete."

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that neither of the two ships in the battle was using their full strength.

At this stage, for them, it can probably only be called a warm-up.

...

After another exchange of blows, Cleveland once again pulled away.

Judging from their foreheads, Cleveland's side was still quite dry, while Bai Long's forehead already showed beads of sweat.

Traditional warships, especially those without carrier-based aircraft, would face inherent difficulties in confronting the girls from the Rob family.

Even though the White Dragon's combat power is definitely among the top tier of ships, it's still the same.

Although she doesn't have carrier-based aircraft, Cleveland has always kept a low profile.

"Whoo~"

With a sigh of relief, Cleveland felt it was time to put an end to this asymmetrical battle.

After all, she was already tired of seeing the scenery here.

I should head back to the port soon; after all, my potted plants are waiting for someone to take care of them.

"Oh~ Are you getting ready to launch a surprise attack?"

The composure that had been on Bai Long's face at the beginning was gone.

Although that domineering aura was still there, her slightly solemn expression revealed that after several rounds of confrontation, she knew she was probably no match for Cleveland.

However, that's how battles are; no one can win forever.

If you can't win, just work hard to become stronger and win it back.

As long as you have your own knife in your hand, then nothing is a problem.

After glancing at his beloved sword, Bai Long also got into a fighting stance, ready to meet Cleveland's challenge.

Finally, Bai Long couldn't resist making the first move.

She gripped the knife with both hands, and with all her might, slashed it down towards Cleveland from a distance.

Even though he only swung his sword once, several arc-shaped cyan sword energies spread forward in a fan shape.

If you look closely, you can see faint traces of lightning swirling around these cyan sword energies.

Without carrier-based aircraft, this is the strongest attack that Hakuryu can deliver.

Cleveland saw all of this, and she neither dodged nor avoided it.

The thrusters behind her burst into fierce flames as she charged head-on into the white dragon's blade light and lightning.

Inheriting the design concept from the ancient iron-clad Mozu, it inherently possesses a strong ability to break through head-on.

With his hands raised in front of him to avoid the attack hitting his head, Cleveland charged towards the white dragon's attack.

Blades and lightning struck Cleveland, but her armor performed its duty perfectly, blocking all the attacks.

"Varied..."

Before Bai Long could even offer his opinion, Cleveland, who wasn't far away to begin with, had already rushed up to her.

In her panic, she raised her knife, intending to fight back.

However, Cleveland was faster, and his cold steel sword struck her blade precisely.

The immense force caused the white dragon's hand to go numb.

That wasn't all. After blocking Bai Long's blade, Cleveland's shovel-shaped crusher reached out towards Bai Long's hand holding the blade.

Although this weapon looks very strange, its ferocious appearance makes it easy to tell that it is not to be trifled with.

As Cleveland's attack was about to touch his body, Bailong was unable to let go of her knife-wielding hand.

She hesitated.

Hesitation: should he let go of the knife she valued more than her own life, or, for his own safety, release her from the knife?

Ultimately, her instinct for survival led her to release the knife.

"Successful!"

Seeing that his plan had succeeded, Cleveland broke into a bright smile.

With a clang, the cold steel sword swung forcefully, knocking the white dragon's blade far away.

Then, having lost his weapon, the white dragon was naturally defeated.

“I have won, Miss White Dragon.”

"My...my knife!"

However, the expected dialogue did not occur. The White Dragon completely disregarded the etiquette of the contest, abandoned Cleveland, and rushed toward his sword.

"Huh?"

This unexpected turn of events naturally left Cleveland somewhat bewildered.

Just now, did the face of this aircraft carrier change completely?

She scratched her head, feeling that she had just seen a rather flustered expression on Bai Long's face.

This expression had never appeared even when he had just held a knife to her neck.

"Ah~ Great, my knife!"

Before the white dragon sank to the bottom of the water, she successfully retrieved her sword.

Once Bailong had gripped the sword again, he immediately returned to his previous state.

"Well, you win this time. As agreed, you can take whatever you want from here."

With a sword in hand, Bailong felt more secure, and she wasn't too bothered by her recent defeat.

"So, shouldn't we now select the spoils of this battle?"