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Who's up?
Who's up?
Go!
A group of people stared at each other, unconvinced. But when it was time to go up, there was suddenly no movement. It had to be said that Wang Zheng's victory over Atos and the scene with Achilles had played a role. He had already persevered to this stage. If he were eliminated in one risky challenge, it would not be worth it.
Besides, this was a challenge against a prospective leader.
The average team member quickly calmed down, recalling Wang Zheng's performance in the first stage. This guy was quiet, but definitely a difficult opponent.
Atos saw that they were a bunch of cowards and wanted to step in, but was held back by Taros, who shook his head slightly.
Clearly, Taros did not favor Atos at all. This Wang Zheng had some tricks up his sleeve.
Even if the average team member did not react, surely the other prospective leaders would not react as well.
Atos had thought that Achilles would come out and destroy Wang Zheng as soon as he finished speaking, but the Sun God did not move at all.
He was already angry that Achilles had refused to step in for him the last time. Although Wang Zheng was a bastard, he was willing to stand up for Zhang Shan. As for Atos, he had lost two fingers, and he had even been laughed at. Now that he had fought for this opportunity for Achilles, he actually did not step in. Since when had the Sun God been so cowardly?
Atos' anger grew, but he found that Taros's hand was like a pair of iron pincers around him.
Achilles did not move, as if he had no such thoughts. Lear did not seem to hear either.
What … what was going on?
Was Wang Zheng so scary?
In an instant, Wang Zheng's reputation rose significantly.
"Keke, Wang Zheng, I've been wanting to spar with you since the last time we went to Mars. Let's spar now." Raston smiled and stood up.
Wang Zheng smiled as well. "Please!"
Lie Xin was no fool. Accurately speaking, she came from a large family, and was not the impulsive type. Wang Zheng's Ability X was likely C rank, and it would not be wise to act rashly without knowing the characteristics of his ability.
If Achilles and Lear did not move, Lie Xin would not move either. If there was only one person, he would have definitely made a move long ago. But now it was very clear who fought with Wang Zheng first, and who was at a disadvantage in the competition with the other two.
The three of them were also competing to see who would be the first to lose control. It was a competition of patience.
Raston could also be considered a reserve captain in name. He indeed had the qualifications. To him, the significance of this vote was not to become a reserve captain, but to be part of the main team. He wanted to go to Aslan. He longed for Aslan, to meet the experts from all over the Milky Way Alliance. As a warrior, this was his dream.
It didn't matter if he was the captain or not.
Moreover, Wang Zheng would definitely be a good opponent.
And Wang Zheng?
He had suppressed it for a very, very long time. It wasn't that he liked basic training. To him, this was the most boring thing, but he was more mature. He knew what he should do and what he shouldn't do. Under this kind of seriousness, what he suppressed was an even more intense rebellious and battle desire.
Control, he had great control.
When Raston stepped up, the team members cheered. It was rare to have a chance to fight, and everyone was terrified. What was Bucky's? Everyone was also eager to see a real battle.
Bata Type V, one on one, training mech. Defeat and surrender counted as failures.
In the desert training ground, two Bata Type Vs had already walked over slowly. The others were watching quietly.
Known as Prince Caragal, Raston had the reputation of being the king of strength. Powerful and controllable strength was the most practical when applied to mecha. Moreover, Raston had a maturity and breadth of mind that did not match those of his age. This allowed him to display even greater strength in battle.
"The bets are open, the bets are open. Those who bet on Wang Zheng's victory, place your bets on the left. Those who bet on Raston's victory, place your bets on the right. Don't miss it!" Fatty Luo Fei opened the bets.
The mecha were in warm-up mode. No one would have thought that the most boring training on Earth would open up such a direct challenge at the last moment.
"Lie Guang, who do you think has a better chance of winning?" Lie Xin asked calmly. As a leader, she had to be calm. Even though she knew that she would receive huge support just now, she had endured it.
"It should be Raston. You've seen his strength. In this battle, he will definitely use his Ability X, so Raston has a 60% chance of winning."
Lie Xin did not respond. She was more worried about Wang Zheng's ability.
"Keke, let's see what Wang Zheng's ability is," Taros said. Taros said. "Achilles, it's not like you to let go of such an opportunity."
Achilles smiled slightly. "You'll understand when the battle starts. This is too small of a stage."
Taros smiled faintly. Achilles was a little timid. He knew Lear's character, and he would never fight a battle he had no confidence in winning.
Alright, let's see if Raston has improved in the past few years.
The wind swept past, and the sun was still as hot as ever. The two mecha were already ready.
Ta ta ta ta ta …
The Bata Type V started at the same time, rushing towards the opponent with titanium blades in hand.
Boom …
The two titanium blades collided almost at the same time. Sparks flew, and the sound of the explosion shook the entire arena. At the same time, the engines roared. Raston threw a punch, and Wang Zheng followed up with a knee.
Boom …
The two mecha spun and pulled apart, dodging each other's attacks. After the spun, Raston made the first move. In that exchange, Raston could roughly gauge his opponent's strength level.
Interesting. It had been a long time since he had met such an exciting opponent.
Strength and explosive power determined the first move.
Raston's physical condition was terrifying. He could recover much faster than the average person, and with a burst of power, he could make the first move within a few tenths of a second.
The Bata Type V had already made its move before Wang Zheng. The titanium blade slashed down, and Wang Zheng, who had lost the upper hand, could only defend.
Boom …
The power of this blow was simply unnatural.
Under the explosion, Wang Zheng's Bata Type V was forced back. The desert terrain was not conducive to defense, and once it retreated, an opening would open up.
Who was Raston? Under his control, the Bata Type V cut forward like a super fighter. The titanium blade was especially dazzling under the sunlight, and it slashed down again.
Boom …
Raston's attack was not ordinary. He had a good grasp of the rhythm, and his attacks were sure to be on the defensive. It looked slow, but it was actually very fast. Every slash was full force, and the opponent's recovery speed was not that fast.
Boom …
Raston's footwork was not flashy either. Combined with his own strength, he slashed down again and again, forcing Wang Zheng's Bata to only defend and retreat. If not for Wang Zheng's strong foundation, he would have been cut down long ago.
"What did I say? This guy looks good, but he's useless. Let him be the leader. Pigs can climb trees!" Atos spat angrily.
"Atos, watch your tongue." Milo could not help but frown.
"Milo, you're siding with an outsider. Who does this guy think he is? Why are you speaking up for him?"
"I'm not speaking for anyone. Here, we represent the Moon. It's best to speak with strength."
Milo could not help but say. Because of Atos's interference, people from other places were starting to look down on the Moon. This had led to opinions about Achilles. Although these opinions would not explode, it would still affect the overall plan.
"Tsk, isn't it all about speaking with strength? Without me, this guy will not be able to show his true colors!"
Atos said proudly.
"Enough, the competition is not over yet!" Achilles looked at Atos, his eyes filled with warning.
Given his personality, he would not lose control. However, after being messed around by Atos several times, he almost lost his cool.
Atos grumbled a few times, but did not scold him in the end. Everyone's attention was on the battlefield, and no one noticed Atos's venom.
Wang Zheng, who had been on the defensive all this while, finally could not hold on any longer. He was sent flying by Raston's slash.
However, Raston did not give chase. He realized that the strength of the slash was not solid, but had been borrowed by Wang Zheng. If he were to give chase recklessly, he was afraid that he would be hit instead.
Wang Zheng was also surprised that Raston was so calm. The Bata skidded seven or eight meters before spinning and stabilizing.
This feeling was not bad. The long journey had allowed him to familiarize himself with the mech, and it helped Wang Zheng overcome the integration process.
The Bata leaned forward slightly, and the engine roared. Wang Zheng attacked.
Ta ta ta ta ta …
The mech faced the sunlight and slashed at Raston. It was slightly dazzling, but Raston was not affected at all. Small tricks.
Boom …
With the slash, Raston was not at all afraid of any direct confrontation.
But suddenly, Raston's expression changed. After a collision, the titanium blade was knocked away.
What ferocious strength!
He had misjudged.
Raston was, after all, Raston was Raston. If it had been anyone else, this miscalculation would have been the end. But Raston's tyrannical explosive strength forced him to pull back his blade and slash back.
He did not defend. At this moment, defending was still a disadvantage. A life for a life, attacking instead of defending.
Everyone had expected that the second round would be a battle of life and death. How could Raston make a mistake?
Wang Zheng would not trade with him. The mech suddenly spun around, and the titanium blade slashed at the opponent's attack. The two blades clashed, creating an ear-piercing sound. With a roundhouse kick, Raston could not even react in time.
The Bata was directly kicked out, and Raston immediately tried to forcefully control the mech to withstand it. He had actually been kicked head-on.
Wang Zheng did not pursue. He smiled. "Raston, show me some real skills, or the audience will be disappointed."
Wang Zheng was telling Raston that it was useless to suppress him with this level of strength.
Raston was amused. He was also the type with a solid foundation. His biggest headache was meeting someone who was as steady as him. This Wang Zheng was like a monster once he started fighting.
Raston's Bata roared. The engine was suppressed, and the titanium blade was slowly raised.
Boom …
The mech went berserk. Charge!
A slash through the air!
The titanium blade slashed down. Under Raston's terrifying strength, the titanium blade made a piercing sound. Being hit by such a slash was definitely not a fun thing to do.
(Today is the third update. After breakfast, I will head out to write. The next two updates will come back at night to update. It will still be the double time period. I will continue to ask for monthly votes. One vote now is double the strength. Thank you, # # # # #)
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