Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "If the opponent really did send [No Mecha Unrepaired] to Suncreed City, those trainee mecha operators might not be a match for him," reminded the reporter hesitantly.
"Even many of our intermediate mecha operators died on the Path of Faith. Do you think they can survive?" Without waiting for his subordinate to reply, the other person scolded harshly, "Idiot, don't even think about it. They must have failed. That's why that damned rabbit wants to go to the mecha arena to gain combat experience..."
"Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong." The liaison wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, regretting that he had said so much. Hanging up his communicator, he immediately sent down this order. Then, quite a number of mecha were sent back to enter the mecha arena...
The moment Ling Lan entered the arena combat hall, the system sent her a notification, asking her to choose to remain anonymous or to reveal her name. Ling Lan thought for a moment, and then chose to remain anonymous. Ling Lan was determined to be careful — even if she really had to fight it out with the Thunder King in the end, she would still need to leave herself enough time to prepare.
As Ling Lan was still a trainee mecha operator, she was still unable to enter the actual arena battles. In other words, the cross-level challenges of the official arena battles had nothing to do with her. She could only take it one step at a time, and her opponents would be those newbies who were also trainee mecha operators at the same level as her.
The arena battles at Ling Lan's level were called the Newcomer Sparring Competition. The points awarded for each match were not much, only 1000 points, and there were no additional gambling prizes. Of course, if she lost, Ling Lan would have 1000 points deducted, and she would once again become that poor person she had been before.
Ling Lan did not think that she would lose — this was not blindness, but confidence. Of course, she did not mind the fact that she could only earn 1000 points from a single match. Compared to the time-consuming missions she had completed earlier, the points she could earn were much more. Ling Lan was very satisfied with this, and so, without even thinking about it, she immediately sent a request to the system for an immediate challenge.
Very quickly, a system voice rang out beside Ling Lan's ear, "[Lingtian First-String], welcome to the arena battles of Mecha World. As you are currently still a trainee mecha operator, you can only participate in the Newcomer Sparring Competition (exclusive to trainee mecha). Please wait patiently for the Novice Tournament's queuing system! "
Ling Lan had thought that she would have to wait for a very long time, but unexpectedly, after only a few seconds, she heard a 'ding' and the system spoke once more, "Please note, your opponent has been randomly selected by the system. Trainee mecha Dream Butterfly Dance. In three seconds, you will be sent to the arena. You will be protected by 10 seconds of invincibility. When the invincibility is gone, the match will officially begin! "
Dream Butterfly Dance? Ling Lan's first reaction was that the opponent was a girl. Of course, she could not rule out the possibility that the opponent was a somewhat effeminate young man... Ling Lan was still in the midst of her thoughts when she saw the screen of her mecha suddenly turn black, and then light up again. She was already on a flat plain that stretched as far as the eye could see, but there was nowhere to hide. This meant that this battle was purely a contest of strength.
The other had chosen a flying transformative mecha — this meant that the other was very confident in his own piloting skills. Otherwise, he would not have chosen the flying transformative mecha, which was the most difficult to control among the basic mecha. This made Ling Lan's heart sink involuntarily, and she became cautious. If the other really was a control prodigy, she could not afford to fail miserably at such an easy task.
The 10 seconds of invincibility passed very quickly. Ling Lan was somewhat interested in the other, so she did not take the initiative to attack. She wanted to see how the other would attack. As long as he attacked, she would be able to tell how strong the other was.
The other's first choice was to transform. He operated his mecha to fly into the air and then chose to attack from a distance. This was the most basic tactic of a flying transformative mecha. The flying transformative mecha's original advantage was that its long-range attacks were the strongest among the three basic mecha. This choice of the other's was undoubtedly very accurate.
With a 'bang', Ling Lan operated her mecha to leap away from her original position. The beam exploded where Ling Lan had been standing, sending up a cloud of dust. Ling Lan had been on guard against the other's continuous attacks as she leapt, but unexpectedly, the other had chosen to retreat after missing his first attack, increasing the distance between them. This made Ling Lan feel somewhat disappointed.
Just in that attack just now, the other had already made three mistakes. First, the flying transformative mecha's first long-range attack should not have been aimed at where she was standing. Instead, it should have been aimed at where the other was dodging — this was called prediction. Of course, if one did not have enough confidence in their prediction abilities, they could have fired multiple shots in succession, targeting the different directions the other was dodging in. This was one of the essential abilities of a long-range attacker, but the other had not done so at all. He had only used the most basic gunmanship of the average mecha operator, a fixed-point beam shot, and that was it.
Second, even if a flying mecha did not have the ability to predict, it would still be able to see the direction it was dodging in and follow up with continuous shots. This would force the opponent into a corner, leaving the opponent with no chance to counterattack, only able to dodge passively.
Third, a mature flying transformative mecha would be able to increase the distance between them during an attack. Moreover, when she was dodging, she was extremely far away from the other. The rabbit mecha's long-range weapons would not be able to hit the other at all. There was no need for the other to be so cautious, giving up on attacking to increase the distance between them.
Without a doubt, whether it was in terms of basic controls or in terms of judgement, the other was as bad as it could get. It could be said that based on the other's control ability, it was simply not enough to control a flying transformative mecha of a higher difficulty level. If Ling Lan were to suggest, the other should just obediently operate the bestial mecha, familiarizing himself with the basic controls before choosing another mecha.
Ling Lan was able to see the other's bottom line from just this one attack. Ling Lan, who had initially been somewhat interested, instantly lost interest in continuing to tangle with the other. Ling Lan then turned on all the engines of the rabbit mecha, and the rabbit leapt as if it was flying. Like a flying arrow, the other's attacks could not keep up with this speed at all. Seeing the other getting closer and closer to him, the other panicked and actually began to run for his life... but the next second, he suddenly found that the rabbit mecha's image could no longer be seen on his mecha's screen. What was going on?
The other did not dare to act rashly. He hurriedly stopped his mecha and carefully searched for traces of the rabbit mecha, but before he could do so, the mainframe began to warn loudly, "Danger!"
And he had only heard this warning when he felt his mecha being struck by a powerful force, almost knocking him unconscious. Then, his mecha's screen went black. What followed was a system voice notification, "You have been hit in a vital area by the opponent, causing your mecha to explode and die. Please choose to continue to the next round of the competition or to leave..."
He had actually died? How in the world had he died? The flying mecha chose to continue to the next round of the competition. He chose to rest for the time being, and then immediately checked the video of his battle with the rabbit mecha. In the video, he finally found out how he had died.
It turned out that the rabbit mecha had already arrived below him at that time, coincidentally in the mecha's blind spot. Then, with a violent leap, the rabbit had flown into the air, and from below, had used that extremely distinctive carrot to * * * his entire body...
"How despicable!" DreamButterdance could not help but smack the control panel with her hand. That * * * * image was really too wretched — as a girl, she really could not accept it. At this time, she could not help but hate that rabbit in her heart. She felt that the other's attack was definitely humiliating...
Women in anger were often unreasonable!
Ling Lan did not know that her highly efficient attack had actually drawn the ire of a girl. Right now, she was waiting for her next battle. Even though she had already obtained 1000 points, if she wanted to exchange them for the worst low-level mecha, she would need at least 100,000 points. She had only just taken the first step in her long journey of accumulating points — she needed to win at least 100 matches in a row to gather the 100,000 points she needed.
Very quickly, the system notified her that a new opponent list had appeared. Trainee mecha operator [Full Expert], similarly transported to the battlefield after 3 seconds.
[Full Expert]? It looked like this person was very confident, daring to come up with such a name. Ling Lan looked at the name and began to analyze the other's personality.
This was a habit she had picked up from Instructor Number Five. Number Five liked to control his opponents, so he would unearth some secrets from unexpected places. For example, the common words or phrases his opponent liked to say, or some pet names or nicknames he had given himself, and so on. Often, these minute details were the true reactions of a person's inner world. Of course, this did not exclude the possibility of some experts who were good at disguising themselves, purposely saying some senseless things or coming up with pet names or nicknames that had nothing to do with themselves.
The transported battlefield was still an endless plain, exactly the same as the previous battle. This made Ling Lan wonder if this was the only battlefield for the newbie battle? If her guess was correct, the system was most likely not optimistic about a battle between newbies. The system probably did not think that newbies would be able to make use of the environment to do anything, which was why the battlefield had been chosen to be this unchanging plain.
"Haha, I didn't expect to be so lucky, actually encountering the rabbit mecha that the team notified us to deal with." A mocking laugh rang out beside Ling Lan's ear, sounding extremely arrogant.
Ling Lan frowned and looked over, only to see a humanoid mecha standing not too far away from her, a large metal machete casually slung over its shoulder. The entire mecha stood there in a relaxed manner, completely unguarded. There was no sign of the other's nervousness of someone who had come to participate in a match.
Ling Lan could not help but scoff. This fellow was really looking for death, actually being so relaxed and unguarded in front of an opponent — he really had no combat skills at all.
In Ling Lan's eyes, the other's entire body was full of openings. It could be said that as long as she made a move, Ling Lan would definitely be able to kill the other in one move without any difficulty. Initially, she had thought that she would encounter a mecha operator of some standard, but unexpectedly, she had encountered another inferior. This made Ling Lan feel somewhat disappointed once again. Although Ling Lan wanted to accumulate points as quickly as possible, she also wanted to find an opponent worthy of fighting, and not these trash who had not even passed the basic mecha controls test.
These past few years of arduous training — whether it was physical combat or mecha combat, Ling Lan had always treated combat techniques with a sense of reverence. Seeing the opponent's sloppy attitude, she was extremely displeased.
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