The competition had not started. Accurately speaking, this semi-final had nothing to do with Wang Zheng, but he had already stolen all the limelight.
It was only when Wang Zheng and the Saruman Snake members sat in their seats that the audience gradually sat down.
"Alright, let's get back to business. Next up is the semi-final between the Sword Shield Rose battle team and the Dynasty battle team. If the Dynasty battle team has the right tactics, they still have a chance of winning." Si Jiali quickly pulled everyone's attention back.
At this time, the warriors on both sides had finished adjusting their mecha. The first battle was about to begin.
"There is hope. The Dynasty battle team is also a super dark horse. Who knows, they might be able to create a miracle. What if the Dynasty battle team meets the Saruman Snake battle team in the finals?" Jonde Lilick said. After saying this, he laughed himself. This was obviously impossible. He was just trying to stir up the atmosphere.
"Wang Zheng, do you think Lear has a chance this time?" Lie Xin said. Saruman Snake's battle was tomorrow, but the faces of the team members were calm and even full of confidence.
"Perhaps. There is still a gap in strength," Wang Zheng said. In fact, the chances were not high. In this SIG, the Sword Shield Rose battle team's overall strength was indeed the strongest. They were humans and had integrated the characteristics of the Atlanteans. Unlike the Soulless battle team, the Sword Shield Rose battle team's talent was better. Although they looked very elegant and noble, it did not mean that they did not train hard.
How should he put it? The Selection of the Son of Saint did not start from this generation. It happened once every few decades. However, it was useless. If one could not obtain the core strength, the selection would end in silence. The opportunity this time was very good, but the possibility was also extremely low. Of course, Tan Zheng's desire for this identity was not that extreme. This was also the thought of a considerable number of ancient martial arts core families. Although he was disappointed, Tan Zheng was not very depressed. How should he put it? The Selection of the Son of Saint did not start from this generation. It would happen once every few decades. However, it was useless.
He saw a considerable desire in Lear. Thinking about it, the Saint should have sent someone over. But so what? Times had changed. Even the Saint could not go against the trend of history. The Milky Way Alliance had unified the world. Look at Aslan's strength and prosperity. What was there to do?
As one of the representatives of the younger generation, Tan Zheng was actually more willing to let the Saint integrate into the current world instead of going back to the past. However, it wasn't his turn to be in charge now, so he could only let himself be happier.
The first battle was the vanguard battle, and also the battle that would determine the direction of the battle.
The Dynasty battle team's representative was Luo Fei. The big screen showed a close-up of Fatty Luo. Instantly, the entire arena was ignited. Everyone still gave sufficient enthusiasm to this mainstream Luo Fei.
Far away in Zeus College, Fatty also received enthusiastic cheers. Luo Fei's two younger brothers were among them. They were specially invited to watch and enjoyed the treatment of celebrities. Before the match, Fatty also received encouragement from his two brothers and father. He wanted to win this battle.
Eve Litt was the representative of the Sword Shield Rose team.
Eve Litt was the sniper of the Sword Shield Rose team. Of course, it would not be surprising if she was an all-rounded warrior. After all, she was an Earth-rank player. It was just that no one knew what their choices would be.
Luo Fei — Wind God!
Eve Litt — Holy Light Vanguard!
Scout against Scout.
Eve Litt had a head of blonde hair. It had to be said that in terms of looks, this beauty could beat Luo Fei ten thousand times, and would step on him ten thousand more times. However, Luo Fei's popularity was not inferior to Eve Litt's. After all, the Sword Shield Rose team's journey had been too smooth. Eve Litt did not have many opportunities to perform. She was just a mascot to balance out the male and female ratio. It was just that no one expected Eve Litt to appear in such a crucial battle.
No one knew what Lin Feng was planning. Even if she was an Earth-rank warrior, her opponent was a popular candidate for the best scout in this SIG.
The Holy Light Vanguard was a scout mech of the Holy Light series. It inherited the magnificence of the Holy Light series. Paired with Eve Litt, the mech was indeed as beautiful as a painting.
The two mech warriors appeared on stage. Suddenly, the entire arena burst into enthusiastic cheers.
The first battle had begun.
The current arena felt different from before. It was more similar to the steel of a space battleship. There would be a slight difference, but it was not a problem for an Earth-rank warrior.
At this point, Fatty was very clear about his responsibilities. If the opponent was good at waiting for his position, then he had to speed up the pace and quickly enter a winning state. This way, he could catch his opponent off guard.
At the start of the battle, the magnetic source of the Wind God was guided towards Eve Litt. As a sniper, Eve Litt did not seem to have any intention of close combat. The laser gun of the Holy Light Vanguard fired at the Wind God.
The speed of the Wind God's movement was very fast. The magnetic source was guided by Luo Fei's Blow Deep. The temporary energy shield offset the lasers that were sure to hit, and the distance between them was constantly shortened.
On the other hand, Eve Litt was leisurely pulling the distance apart while firing at the same time. She was constantly sweeping at Luo Fei and suppressing his rhythm. Without any obstacles, it was indeed difficult for Luo Fei to get close quickly. However, it was not that easy for Eve Litt to suppress Luo Fei either. Fatty Luo was undoubtedly the fatty who could fly in the SIG. Coupled with the characteristics of the Wind God, he could indeed break free from the matrix fire. The distance between them was slowly closing.
"Lin Feng's choice is a little confusing. Eve Litt's main attack should be a sniper. Even if she knows close combat, there is no need for it. The Dynasty's side can almost guess that either Lear or Luo Fei will be the first. Both of their characteristics are similar," said Jondelick.
Although Eve Litt was not at a disadvantage on the battlefield, the rhythm had been controlled by Luo Fei. Luo Fei's close combat strength no longer needed to be proven. Lin Feng's tactical arrangement this time was a little strange. Perhaps he had a trump card, but this was too dangerous. If Luo Fei successfully won the first round, it would mean that they would definitely enter the team battle. If Lear did what Wang Zheng did, Lin Feng would probably have to commit suicide.
On the other hand, the Aslan members seemed very calm. Qian Yunzhuo and Ouyang Chuanyun were still talking about something. Their attention did not seem to be on the competition. Even when the camera was on them, Qian Yunzhuo did not forget to strike a pose. It has to be said that the Sword Shield Rose battle team's mood was really relaxed … a little too relaxed.
"Ahhhh, this idiot. If he loses, see if I don't spank his butt!" Qian Xuedie was already speechless at her teasing brother. "Say, why is he so unlike me!"
Ouyang Ruoliu smiled. "The difference in strength is too great. We won't lose. The captain should be very relaxed. It is necessary for every member to go on stage to warm up and adapt to the atmosphere. Regardless of whether the next opponent is Wang Zheng or the Atlanteans, we must fight in our best state."
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