Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr
Translator: H2dH2mr Editor: H2dH2mr The Tongli mecha operator had not expected Qiao Ting to not use his running fixed-point shooting in the end, instead using his best gun skills. His slow speed made the N-point Blockade even more comfortable. The Tongli mecha operator did not manage to dodge these four shots. Three consecutive beam bullets successfully hit his mecha, causing his beam shield's energy to dim once more.
Before the Tongli mecha operator could react to the four shots, the unrelenting Qiao Ting suddenly stopped his mecha in mid-air. The mecha's body shuddered as it came to a halt, but Qiao Ting quickly used his own control to dissolve this. At that moment, his stance with his gun changed once more. A powerful beam of light poured out from the muzzle of his gun, shooting straight at the opponent.
"It's fixed-point shooting!" The stance Qiao Ting had adjusted before shooting was all too familiar — almost all the spectators in the arena cried out in surprise.
The Tongli mecha operator, who had already been hit three times by the N-point Blockade, had not yet stabilised his mecha when he was hit by this powerful beam of light. With a 'boom', the mecha's beam shield was directly destroyed by the beam of light. Without the protection of a beam shield, the mecha exploded violently, and a thick plume of smoke rose into the air.
The referee quickly waved the red flag in his hand, indicating that the match was paused. In his anxiety, he was also secretly shocked that this First Men's Military Academy student was really ruthless, actually causing another mecha explosion. He could only hope that this time, the Tongli people would still be safe.
After checking the mecha, the referee breathed a sigh of relief. Just like his previous comrade, Qiao Ting's last attack had only hit the opponent's head, not damaging the cockpit. After he had contacted the contestants inside, this was proven.
"Who would have thought that after Qiao Ting gave up on running fixed-point shooting, he would still use fixed-point shooting to end the match. Looks like he's very persistent …" Zhao Jun was amused.
Ling Lan could not help but laugh at these words. She had not expected Qiao Ting to be so persistent. Although this provocative behaviour of his was very unpleasant, Ling Lan did not have a strong dislike for Qiao Ting. It was just like the arrogant Li Yingjie back then — although she had felt that he was a little troublesome, she did not hate him.
The referee soon announced Qiao Ting's victory. In terms of overall score, the First Men's Military Academy defeated the Tongli Military Academy with a score of 3 wins and 2 losses, advancing to the next round.
After the First Men's Military Academy ended this match, they advanced into the top 50. However, the competition in the morning did not end there. There was still a tiebreaker. It was the competition to determine the top 32. However, not all military academies would participate in the advancement competition. The top ten military academies in the previous tournament would directly advance to the top 32, unless these military academies were unexpectedly eliminated when they entered the top 50.
Thus, not long after, the First Men's Military Academy was once again notified by the organizers that they had successfully advanced into the top 32. This also meant that all their matches in the morning were over, and they only needed to prepare for the round of 32 in the afternoon.
At this time, Qiao Ting had already piloted his mecha back to the backstage. He returned his mecha to its original position, walked out of the cockpit, and stood on the elevator platform to slowly descend. He walked over with a stern face. When he passed by Ling Lan, he gave her a deep look.
Ling Lan thought that Qiao Ting would say something, but unexpectedly, Qiao Ting walked past them after a single glance to find a seat in the corner and sit down.
The Tongli mecha operator whose mecha had been destroyed by Qiao Ting had also returned from the field. Of course, he had come alone. His mecha had already been destroyed by Qiao Ting, and he had been dragged directly to the repair shop. Seeing Qiao Ting sitting in the corner, he could not help but laugh coldly and say loudly, "Hehe, this match was really f * * king frustrating. It was clearly not his style, but he had to force himself to fight. Showing off his slight skill in front of an expert, he brought this shame on himself!"
He seemed to be talking about himself, but anyone with a discerning eye knew who he was hinting at. Everyone could not help but look at Qiao Ting in the corner, wanting to know how Qiao Ting would respond.
Qiao Ting did not seem to have heard the other's insinuations. He continued to sit upright in his seat, his expression frosty. Compared to these unimportant sarcastic remarks, Qiao Ting was more concerned about the fact that he had been suppressed by Ling Lan in long-range combat. This put him in a terrible mood.
If Ling Lan was strong in close combat, Qiao Ting would not have felt this way. However, in long-range combat, Qiao Ting had been too confident, believing that no one in the military academy would be able to beat him. When he found that Ling Lan's long-range combat skills were not inferior to his, and even had a self-created ultimate move that he could not match, his initial sense of superiority collapsed, and he could no longer maintain his calm.
Han Yu glanced at Qiao Ting with schadenfreude. He was happy to see Qiao Ting lose face by not being able to replicate Ling Lan's attack style. As someone who had been born in the same year as Qiao Ting, he had been suppressed by Qiao Ting for five years. Seeing Qiao Ting lose face, he felt great.
Meanwhile, Mu Shaoyu glanced thoughtfully at Qiao Ting, and then glanced at Ling Lan. He decided to keep his distance and not get involved in this mess.
Zhao Jun was grinning. With his tough exterior, coupled with his grin, he really did look a bit like a big, silly guy, with a heartless look on his face. This look of his made quite a few people think that he might really not have understood those insinuations of the Tongli mecha.
Only Ling Lan, upon hearing these words, shot a cold glare straight at the mecha operator!
The Tongli mecha operator had wanted to say something more, but Ling Lan's sudden cold glare made him shudder violently. The Ling Lan who could now freely control her force of presence, although she still gave off a very cold feeling, was no longer as oppressive as before. This was also the reason why she had been neglected for a while in the tournament.
However, with this glare, Ling Lan's own force of presence had pierced straight into the other's mind, causing the other to be so terrified that he no longer dared to say anything more.
The onlookers waited for the Tongli mecha operator to continue, but unfortunately, after saying those words, the Tongli mecha operator's expression changed and he suddenly fell silent. This made the onlookers feel somewhat regretful — they had wanted to continue watching the show.
With no more drama to watch, the crowd gradually diverted their attention. Only then did Zhao Jun retract his smile and say in a low voice, "Boss Lan, why did you help?" This was clearly a chance to strike a blow at Qiao Ting — why had Boss Lan stopped it?
Ling Lan cast a cold glance at Zhao Jun and said, "We are representing the First Men's Military Academy!" That said, she turned and left.
These words made Zhao Jun's heart skip a beat. Realization dawned on him, and cold sweat broke out all over his body. His fear of Qiao Ting made him forget that he and Qiao Ting were not opponents at this time, but comrades who were advancing hand in hand. When a comrade was being humiliated by another, he was just watching coldly from the sidelines — this was completely tarnishing the term comrade. Zhao Jun felt very ashamed.
Standing to one side, Mu Shaoyu had also heard Ling Lan's words. He was also shaken awake, and just like Zhao Jun, he felt very ashamed. Looking at Ling Lan's tall and straight back, he felt very conflicted. Unexpectedly, in terms of breadth of mind, he had lost to a junior who was three years younger than him.
Similarly, Han Yu had also heard this. His expression changed, and in his frustration and regret, he could not help but hate Ling Lan out of jealousy. What right did Ling Lan have to say such a thing? They were seniors, ah, seniors — how could they not know these things? Did they want him to teach him a lesson? Unable to face his own dirty thoughts, he could not help but take out his anger on Ling Lan.
Qiao Ting had also heard every single word of Ling Lan's words. He jerked his head up to look at Ling Lan's back, his eyes dark and unreadable. After a long while, he exhaled and said with a wry smile, "Having a junior like this is really an unpleasant thing!"
Qiao Ting did not feel as dejected as he had when he left the field. He stood up and prepared to leave as well. When he passed by Zhao Jun and Mu Shaoyu, Mu Shaoyu suddenly called out to him, "Qiao Ting, I'm sorry about just now."
Qiao Ting glanced at him coolly and said, "Sorry about what? We're not gossipy women. Why bother arguing with each other? " He had not cared about the other's words to begin with. He, Qiao Ting, did not care about such low-level tactics.
Qiao Ting's words made Zhao Jun and Mu Shaoyu laugh, as if their grudges had been resolved with a laugh. At this time, Han Yu also walked over, a trace of arrogance on his face. He said, "Qiao Ting, for this period of time, I will no longer be the regiment commander of Wuji!" What he meant was that he would only be a member of the First Men's Military Academy and that he would cooperate.
Although Han Yu's attitude was not very good, his words truly expressed that he was willing to put aside his grudges and work together. This result made everyone happy — their originally bumpy teamwork was finally on the right track.
Ling Lan did not know that her unintentional words had united the First Men's Military Academy like never before, laying down a solid foundation for the final battle royale.
Soon, it was afternoon. Qiao Ting, Ling Lan, and the others once again came to the combat arena to wait for the organizers to announce the names for the top 32. The announcement time was 1 pm. Ling Lan glanced at the time on the large screen. There was still about half an hour before the announcement time.
Because the top 32 participants had all come to the backstage to wait, the originally spacious backstage now seemed somewhat crowded. Especially in front of the large screen, there were three layers of people inside and three layers outside.
"Aiya, we're still too late," Mu Shaoyu said regretfully when he saw the large group of people in front of the screen. He did not have the confidence to squeeze through so many tall and strong men.
Zhao Jun said nonchalantly, "We'll know the results of the matches eventually. We don't have to fight for every minute and second."
Ling Lan was even less interested in squeezing herself into a pickle. She directly found an empty corner and sat down. With Little Four there, even if she did not wait in front of the large screen, she would still be able to get the list at the first moment.
Seeing Ling Lan find an empty seat and sit down, Qiao Ting also sat down three seats away from Ling Lan. Seeing that their leaders, both in the open and in the dark, had chosen to sit and wait, the other three quickly found their own seats and sat down.
Very soon, half an hour had passed. Just as they were about to fall asleep, they heard someone shout, "The name list is out!"
Ling Lan sat in her seat and closed her eyes to rest. She did not move, as if she was indifferent to this, her face calm and composed. This calm and composed demeanor also affected Zhao Jun and the others. They looked at the large screen and saw that there were even more people because of that shout, so they did not get up. They decided to wait for the crowd to disperse before going back to take a look.
In reality, Ling Lan did not move because she had already received the name list. Little Four was very helpful, stealing the name list at the first moment.
The First Men's Military Academy's opponent was a military academy from planet Tianyu. Tianyu Military Academy was ranked 32nd in the entire Federation and was the weakest of all the military academies. They were even weaker than Tongli Military Academy. Against the super strong First Men's Military Academy, wanting to win three matches … haha, unless the First Men's Military Academy dropped the ball, it was impossible. It should be said that with the name list out, the First Men's Military Academy was already half a step into the top 16.
On the other side, Jiang Shaoyu from the Second Men's Military Academy frowned slightly when he found out about their opponent. Their opponent was a military academy ranked 22nd. Their mecha operators weren't weak. If he wanted to win three matches, he would need to think about it carefully.
Jiang Shaoyu was under a lot of pressure these few matches. Having missed five rounds, he was very afraid of meeting strong teams early. In contrast to the First Men's Military Academy, the First Men's Military Academy had been seen through and schemed against, but had managed to enter the top 32 safely with their superior strength. The Second Men's Military Academy, on the other hand, had to put in a lot of effort and use various formations to avoid crisis after crisis, stumbling their way into the top 32. There were even a few matches where they won with a certain amount of luck. This made Jiang Shaoyu's heart jump up and down, feeling quite the impact. Without him holding the fort, the strength of the other mecha operators in the Second Men's Military Academy was too average, not much different from the mecha operators of the other military academies. This was also why it was so difficult for the Second Men's Military Academy to advance.
Jiang Shaoyu then asked about the First Men's Military Academy's opponent. When he found out that it was Tianyu Military Academy, he couldn't help but feel jealous that the First Men's Military Academy was too lucky, actually meeting the weakest military academy in the top 32. They were able to advance to the top 16 almost without any accidents.
The reality was just as Jiang Shaoyu had predicted. In their match against Tianyu, the First Men's Military Academy won three clean sets and advanced to the top 16. It should be said that this result didn't surprise the audience. What surprised the audience was that the First Men's Military Academy had changed their usual battle pattern and had made a new change in their formation.
The first to fight was actually Qiao Ting. When the name list for the first round was announced on the big screen, the appearance of Qiao Ting's name shocked the audience. In everyone's impression, Qiao Ting was definitely the last to fight. No one would have thought that there would be a day when he would become the vanguard.
Because Qiao Ting was unexpectedly the first to fight, the people who fought after him were no longer able to surprise the audience. Although the second to fight was Ling Lan and the third was Zhao Jun, both of them were quite strong, they were no longer able to attract the audience's interest.
In this match, the First Men's Military Academy's formation was a gradual retreat, with the strongest at the front and the weakest at the back. In the eyes of the audience, this kind of formation was an extremely brainless move. If it weren't for the fact that the strength of the members of the First Men's Military Academy was a head above their opponents, it was very likely that this brainless formation would cause them to stop at the top 16.
The matches in the afternoon didn't end there. After the top 16 had all been decided, another round of matches to determine the top 10 out of the top 16 took place. First, it was a two-on-one battle to enter the top 8. The eight military academies that had lost would then fight each other to determine the final two spots in the top 10.
This time, the First Men's Military Academy's opponent was the Federation's National Defence Military Academy, one of the top 10. Compared to Tianyu Military Academy, the National Defence Military Academy's strength was much higher. Because the First Men's Military Academy had sent out their strongest team in the previous match, the National Defence Military Academy had considered for a long time and decided to send out 51234.
However, the First Men's Military Academy's team changed again. The first to fight was Mu Shaoyu. As a top-level special-class operator, he didn't feel any pressure at all when facing an opponent who had just become a special-class operator. He had the upper hand right from the start, and after 30 or so moves, he had depleted the opponent's points clean, taking the first victory.
Many of the audience thought that the First Men's Military Academy had regained their rationality and made a reasonable formation, but the second person to fight once again overturned their thoughts — Qiao Ting was fighting again!
This unexpected opponent made the National Defence Military Academy's cadets beat their chests and stomp their feet in anger. Their second person to fight was the one they had placed their hopes on, the one they wanted to win this match — it was their academy's strongest special-class operator. However, no matter how strong a special-class operator was, when faced with the ace operator Qiao Ting, he had no chance of winning at all.
At this point, the National Defence Military Academy cadets even began to suspect that when they had arranged their formation, there might have been a spy from the First Men's Military Academy beside them, allowing the opponent to obtain their secrets. Of course, this was impossible. The National Defence Military Academy cadets knew very well that they had only come up with this idea on the spur of the moment before the battle. It could only be said that the First Men's Military Academy's luck was too good (their calculations were too accurate).
Having lost two matches in a row, the National Defence Military Academy was already fighting with their backs against the wall. They could only hope that the third person to fight would be the First Men's Military Academy's weakest. That way, they would still be able to win a match with their second strongest operator and save some face. However, reality was cruel. When Zhao Jun appeared, they knew that their hopes had been dashed.
As a special-class operator, Zhao Jun had forced an ace operator to a draw and become joint third in the single mecha combat tournament. How could the second strongest of their military academy possibly defeat him? Sure enough, as soon as the two of them started fighting, the National Defence mecha operator was completely suppressed by Zhao Jun. After bitterly holding out for more than 10 moves, he was defeated by Zhao Jun's three consecutive strikes.
Just like that, the First Men's Military Academy won three matches in a row and easily entered the top 10. This also allowed the National Defence Military Academy, originally in the top 10, to enter a tiebreaker to fight with the other seven academies for the final two spots.
However, another military academy that was originally not weaker than the First Men's Military Academy was unexpectedly defeated. That was the Second Men's Military Academy. This was the fifth match where Jiang Shaoyu had been banned. As long as they could get through this match, Jiang Shaoyu would be able to officially fight in the following matches.
However, the Second Men's Military Academy's good luck seemed to end here. Their opponent was the seventh strongest of the previous top 10. Their individual mecha strength might not be as good as Qiao Ting, Jiang Shaoyu, Lin Xiao, and the others, but their overall strength was quite strong. All six of their participating members had reached the peak of special-class.
Although Jiang Shaoyu tried his best and used all sorts of methods to fight bitterly for five matches, they still lost 2 to 3 in the end, creating the biggest upset of this year's tournament. Luckily, they still had the chance to enter a tiebreaker to fight with the other seven academies for the final two spots in the top 10. Amidst all this mess, the Second Men's Military Academy managed to obtain a piece of good news — Jiang Shaoyu could officially fight in the tiebreaker. This greatly increased their chances of advancing into the top 10.
It should be said that Jiang Shaoyu's appearance was very timely. In the tiebreaker, because of Jiang Shaoyu's presence, the Second Men's Military Academy, together with the National Defence Military Academy, obtained the final two spots to enter the top 10 after several rounds of bitter fighting.
The appearance of the top 10 also meant that all the matches on the second day of the group mecha combat tournament had ended. The night passed uneventfully. It was now the third day, which was also the last day of the group mecha combat tournament. On this day, the top 10 military academies would decide the final champion and runner-up, as well as the final ranking. The top 10 military academies began to rub their fists together, preparing to go all out and fight for their school's reputation.
In the morning, the final four would be decided. First, the original eight would fight one on one, and the final winners would enter the top four. At this time, the two military academies that had advanced into the top 10 could choose to challenge any of the four military academies that had lost. If they succeeded in their challenge, they could continue to challenge the top four. If they succeeded in their challenge, they would successfully replace their opponent and become one of the top four candidates.
Similarly, the four military academies that had lost in the first round of challenges would also have the right to challenge any of the top four military academies again if they won. If they succeeded in their challenge, they could replace their opponent and become one of the top four candidates. Thus, winning the first round did not mean that they would have the last laugh.
Very soon, the quarterfinals began. The closer it got, the closer the difference in strength between all the military academies was, so it was possible for either side to win or lose. The First Men's Military Academy's opponent was the sixth-ranked Jingan Military Academy.
The Jingan Military Academy was very strong, but when they found out that their opponent was the First Men's Military Academy, their expressions turned ugly. No matter which season it was, the First Men's Military Academy was an opponent that none of the military academies wanted to face in advance.
It couldn't be helped. In terms of mecha piloting, the First Men's Military Academy was clearly ahead of all the other military academies. Although the First Men's Military Academy had always been ranked second in total points in the Grand Mecha Tournament, in terms of mecha combat, whether it was individual or group, they had never lost the championship. From this, it could be seen that the First Men's Military Academy was definitely in a dominant position in terms of mecha combat.
The Jingan Military Academy also did not use any special tricks in terms of their line-up, only increasing their line-up in order from weakest to strongest. In the previous two matches, the First Men's Military Academy's unpredictable line-up method had made the Jingan Military Academy give up on trying to take advantage of the situation.
Backstage, the five people from the First Men's Military Academy huddled together. Mu Shaoyu said with a bitter face, "Are we still going to continue using this method of line-up?"
Zhao Jun giggled and said, "Mu Shaoyu, don't you think this is very interesting?" Zhao Jun was very happy to do so. He felt that this way of line-up was very interesting.
Han Yu's face was full of displeasure. He was determined to turn the tables. He tugged at his sleeves and said anxiously, "Hurry up, hurry up. It's almost time to send in the reports."
Qiao Ting frowned and looked at Ling Lan, asking, "Is it appropriate?"
Ling Lan raised an eyebrow and replied calmly, "We just need to win three rounds." What she meant was that she did not care.
Qiao Ting glared at Ling Lan. This idea had clearly been the other's idea, but now he was acting as if it had nothing to do with him. This was really irritating. He looked at the other three and said, "Come!" He would never say that he also found using this method of line-up very exciting.
"Ping Ling Ping Lang — Cai!" Following Mu Shaoyu's shout, the five of them punched out together!
"Haha, I'll be the first to fight this time!" Zhao Jun raised his scissors high and laughed heartily at the sky. The other four had all used paper and were killed in one move by him.
"Tsk, this guy is too lucky. He's fighting in the first three rounds three times in a row!" Han Yu was extremely depressed. He had already not had a chance to fight for two rounds in a row and was about to die of boredom. Han Yu pulled up his sleeves again, looking like a gambler who wanted to turn the tables after losing so badly, and shouted, "Again!"
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